Indie Book of the Day

I was awarded Indie Book of The Day award for Changeling’s Crown for September 1st, 2014.

IBD winner :) Pretty nifty, huh?

Changeling's Crown; Juli D. Revezzo; fairy godmother; paranormal romance

Cover art by Boulevard Photografica

If you’d like to read it, Changeling’s Crown is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and Createspace.

 

 What a nice surprise on Labor Day. I had to share.:)

 

I hope you all have a good one!

What happens after The End? ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MSS54

 

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What happens after The End? ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MSS54

 

I’ve never participated in one of these particular bloghops before, but this question (from last week) intrigued me. You, my dear readers, haven’t seen me personally on my blog lately because, you know? I’ve been trying to answer this very thing. You’ve seen my complete body of work, no doubt. Most of these books have somehow turned into series. So for what happens after the end? Let’s see….When I got to the end of Drawing Down the Shades, I had in mind exactly where the Antique Magic series was going next…but. Caitlin threw another storyline at me and insisted that one come first. I’ve been bashing my head against a wall trying to write both of the books, and stuck trying to figure it where the first one goes, ever since. (I hate to use the word Writer’s Block here, but let’s just say I’m ready to throw a certain little witch on the bonfire soon, if she doesn’t tell me how her darned story goes! *laughs*)

House of Cards. I’d always planned to continue writing something more about this family but it took me a while to get the next member’s jaws unstuck. In the course of working all that out, you’ll never believe what happened. *g* (Okay, maybe you will–at least the writers will) The short story has spawned a whole new novel-length (yes, novel-length) manuscript. I don’t want to jinx it by talking about it too much yet, because this manuscript has been uber-tempramental, but it might be going to my beta readers soon. (*knock on wood*) Does it fit into the sexy category? A little…at least, I think so. More than the first as the heroine is in love. :) (No, I’m not kidding) You’ll see why sometime in the next oh, say three or four months, I hope. I daresay it’s closer to release than any other. (Maybe *zips lip*)

Passion’s Sacred Dance currently has a work-in-progress (or two) kicking around my computer–and my faery godparents (from Changeling’s Crown) are toying with me, hinting, hinting. We’ll see what, if anything, happens there. So, busy. Writers, how are your manuscripts going?

 

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Our Sexy Starry Night ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7

 This is, technically, my first attempt at My Sexy Saturday. Let’s see how this goes.

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This is from my fantasy romance Changeling’s Crown.

Ianthe and Briak’s first kiss and first trip into the Dark Grove….

Changeling's Crown by Juli D. Revezzo, Fantasy, Romance, New AdultYou must see what I am. Don’t you see it? To illustrate, she strengthened her magic. Faery dust shimmered pink on the air. He must see it. [Ianthe] spread her arms.

Darkness fell. A crowd’s murmur and cheers swamped the restaurant buzz. She gasped and spun.

Ianthe found herself standing on a high balcony overlooking a sea of people. In the distance, the moon hung, bleeding red light across a dark sky. Sparks flew from the torches the people held, their light illuminating twisted, pocked faces.

She gasped. By Thumbelina, what had she done?

She hadn’t taken Briak into the dark side of the groves, had she?

She blinked and rubbed her eyes, disbelieving what she saw. One minute, she’d been happily seeing she could still do her job, and now, here she stood overlooking a crowd of freakish goblins. How had this happened?

Shivering with the possibility and what it might mean, she looked to her left, taking Briak in. “What—” She gulped. Well, you’re here. Now what? She cleared her throat. “What do you think now?” Take us back, take us back! she ordered herself.

They stayed as if riveted on the balcony.

Briak reached out and swept a lock of hair over her shoulder. “I think you’re beautiful.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Just like a faery queen. Any man would be lucky to have you.”

If you’d like to read more, Changeling’s Crown is available at Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, and Createspace.

Synopsis:

When Ianthe began her career as a faery godmother, she stumbled so badly that Snow White will probably never speak to her again. After a long suspension, she’s finally been given a chance to redeem herself…but everything on this latest assignment is going wrong.

But why?

Worse, she definitely doesn’t need an attractive mortal man distracting her from her duties. Of course, needs and wants are two different things.

Briak has had his eye on Ianthe for a very, very long time, but he’s been waiting for just the right moment to make his move. Despite the fact all hell’s about to break loose on his watch, he can’t resist the opportunity to insert himself into her earthly assignment. Can he convince Ianthe of her true calling and thereby win her heart? Or will his subterfuge ultimately cost him her love?

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Twitter 101–or public service announcement for writers…and anyone else who needs it.

twitterOne of the things we’re always told, as writers, is that we must blog, blog, blog. The second most important thing once you’ve blogged (and this can be true for any other kind of blogger too) is that people must share your blogging. That’s not all that hard in this day and age. Most blogging systems provide gadgets that a reader can click to open your post up on Facebook, Twitter, and the like.

Not all of them, but some. (Sometimes you have to go to Add This and open an account to get code to place in your blog post to allow others to share your stuff.) But I digress from the point of this post. Those of you that have wordpress.com blogs can set up your blog posts to share to Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and whatever else when you publish your post. Nifty cool, right? Continue reading

Athena’s Oracle Cover Reveal

I’m pleased to have an author here today many of you might know. Paranormal author, Ms. J.D. Brown, has a new book release and she’s sharing it with me. *rubs hands gleefully* Entitled Athena’s Oracle it looks to be a good read. Shall we check it out? Okay.

Here’s the blurb:

 

For sale August 18, 2014…

Athena’s Oracle: An Heiloom Vampyres Novella
by J.D. Brown

Leena’s ‘gift of sight’ secures her place as the next great oracle of Athena. Instead of being groomed for wifehood like other girls, Leena spends her days within the walls of the Acropolis, shuffled around by the clergy and doomed to be a virgin forever. Before her ascension, Leena decides to take matters into her own hands. With the help of her father’s book of alchemy, she casts an incantation calling forth her own personal hero. But when that hero turns out to be a rogue vampyre prince with a haunted past, Leena begins to question if her feelings for him are the work of divine intervention, or a love spell gone horribly wrong.

Athena’s Oracle is a prequel to the novels Dark Heirloom and Dark Liaison, also by J.D. Brown. Set in 4th century B.C.E., Athena’s Oracle chronicles the romance between Leena and Jalmari during the very early trials of their immortal lives.

Oh my gosh! That sounds awesome, doesn’t it, folks? Ready for the pretty cover? Okay, Continue reading

H. L. Burke – Dragon’s Curse – The Dragon and the Scholar Tour

I have another guest for you today, fantasy author H.L. Burke has stopped by and she’s brought dragons! Don’t worry, they don’t really look hungry. ;) They’re just kinda guarding us. So do come sit by the fire, have some coffee, or ale, whatever you like best, while H.L. Burke tells us a little story about the latest in her fantasy series, The Dragon and the Scholar … H.L.  And do check out her giveaway below. Without further ado, H.L, The floor is all yours.

ABOUT H. L. Burke

Author H.L. Burke

Author H.L. Burke

Born in a small town in north central Oregon, H. L. Burke spent most of her childhood around trees and farm animals and always accompanied by a book. Growing up with epic heroes from Middle Earth and Narnia keeping her company, she also became an incurable romantic.

An addictive personality, she jumped from one fandom to another, being at times completely obsessed with various books, movies, or television series (Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and Star Trek all took their turns), but she has grown to be what she considers a well-rounded connoisseur of geek culture.

Married to her high school crush who is now a US Marine, she has moved multiple times in her adult life but believes home is wherever her husband, two daughters, and pets are.

Dragon's Curse by H.L. Burke

 
 On her first assignment out of the Academy, young healer and scholar, Shannon Macaulay is summoned to the struggling kingdom of Regone to see to the wounds of a young but crippled king. When the unwanted attentions of an aggressive knight and the sudden appearance of a hated dragon turn her world upside down, she decides to take matters into her own hands even if doing so proves dangerous. Finding herself strangely drawn to the company of the dragon, Gnaw, Shannon must force herself out of her safe world of books and botany to come to the aid of her unexpected ally in a strange kingdom, cursed by a fateful encounter with a dragon and the loss of a beloved prince. Can she learn to put aside her fears, and perhaps sacrifice her deepest desires, to help a friend and restore a family?

Dragon’s Curse is available on Amazon.com.

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More about H.L. Burke

There is the great lesson of ‘Beauty and the Beast,’ that a thing must be loved before it is lovable.” ~G. K. Chesterton

A long time lover of fairy tales and folk tales, I’ve always had an affinity for a “fairy tale” romance, but I’ve also been amused at popular perception of what a fairy tale romance is. Even the Oxford dictionary defines “fairy tale” as Denoting something regarded as resembling a fairy story in being magical, idealized, or extremely happy: a fairy-tale romance.”

This wouldn’t be my definition. When someone describes a love story as “fairy tale,” I want to know whose toes got cut off, who had to spend a year hopping about the swamp as a frog, and if there were any dragons involved. Usually such inquiries lead to disappointing stories about idyllic dates and rose petal paths and the like. I always wonder, have these people actually read fairy tales?

Fairy tale love can fall into the shallow, cliche of love at first sight and princesses sleeping while they wait for first kisses, but if you dive deeper into the collections (basically past anything that has been adapted by Disney) you’ll find so much more.

Love endures much in these stories. People are sent upon impossible tasks. In The Blue Bird the heroine must walk until she has worn out three pairs of metal shoes. Other leading ladies ride upon the wind, discover the Water of Discernment, and wash shirts . . . well, washing shirts may not be thrilling stuff, but it is practical. Also, sometimes heads are cut off.

As a child reading these stories, I never imagined being rescued by a prince charming. Yes, a portion of them feature this, but my favorites involved a lady–princess or peasant–going on quests to find her stolen love. Perhaps she lost him due to her mistakes. Like Psyche she could not resist lighting that forbidden candle. Other times the fault lies with a jealous stepmother or rival who set a trap to turn her love against her (and in her lover for not seeing through it).

So to me a fairy tale romance is one where the lovers face insurmountable odds and defeat them through sheer determination.

Fairy tales also do not always involve the unions of “beautiful people,” at least not right away. In fairy tales love conquers physical repulsiveness and focuses on true positives. Princes and princesses deprived of their beauty win their loves because they are kind or brave or clever.

Having the love interest cursed to another form brings the appealing prospect of being loved for a sense of self beyond physicality. The king may merely be a voice in the darkness. A bride may be a clever frog. A girl may turn to a frail old woman with the waning moon. Love truly can make any being beautiful.

And this is why I love fairy tales romances. Because they are anything but “fairy tale.”

The dragon, Gnaw, has survived a battle with Sir Roderick. Worried about him, Shannon comes to his cave to see to his wounds.

“Gnaw lay in the dark, trying not to concentrate on the throbbing puncture in his wing. It was a flesh wound and a clean one at that, but it still hurt like the devil and the prospect of infection worried him.

When he heard the approach of another person his heart skipped a beat. He had not the energy for a second battle today and fleeing, in the dark, with a wounded wing, would be difficult. He breathed deeply. The approaching human smelled of crushed herbs, tea leaves, and books. He sighed in relief.

“Gnaw! Gnaw!” Shannon called out. He managed enough of a flame to light the pile of branches and illuminate the cavern again. She rushed to his side. “Are you all right?” she stammered.

“Aye, no thanks to that rabid lap dog you set on me,” he snorted. “My advice, put that one down.”

“I didn’t set him on you,” she sniffed.

“Well, he seemed convinced you wanted him to do it,” he said. “Of course, he was obviously insane. He kept coming after me when most men would’ve been lying on the ground in tears or running for the hills.”

“And you still let him live,” she smiled at him.

“I did? That was careless of me. I’ll be more thorough next time.” He lay his head back down.

“Thank you; he’s too much of an idiot to see that you had mercy on him, but for myself, I thank you. If you had killed him he would have died because of me, and I don’t know if I could sleep at night with that on my conscience.”

“You wouldn’t be responsible for his idiocy.”

“Are you hurt?” she pressed.

“No, well, not much.”

“May I see?”

He unfurled his wing towards her. She winced.

“I’ve never bandaged a wound like this. I mean, the wound isn’t unusual but . . .”

“It’s on a dragon?” he pointed out.

“Well, in a wing, I was thinking. During my training, I treated an injured bird, but the structure was a little different and a lot smaller. I think I can figure out something, however. Hold still, please.”

He winced a little bit but didn’t make a fuss as she cleaned and bandaged his wound.

“All done,” she said. “I’m so sorry you were hurt.”

“I’ve had worse.” He carefully folded his wing back against his body and lay still. He glanced out of the cave. “It is well after dark. You trip over your own feet enough in the day time. It’s a miracle you made it up here without breaking your neck.”

She grimaced.

“Well, I was worried about you, and I couldn’t exactly ask Roderick if you were all right. Still, I hope you are fine with me staying the night. I don’t want to make the descent until sunrise.”

“Of course. I can fly you down at dawn,” he said.

“Are you certain that is a good idea?” She caressed his wounded wing.

“I’m hardly crippled,” he scowled. “It will be fine.”

She nodded and rubbed him behind the ears. His ego bristled. He wasn’t a lap dog or a barn cat. What did she think she was doing? Oh, that felt good.

He shut his eyes with a contented moan as she continued to rub the back of his head and neck.

“I am not sure if you are a witch or an angel,” he murmured.

“Semantics,” she teased.

He laughed.

He let himself doze off, only marginally aware of what was going on around him. After a while he realized she had stopped her massage and opened his eyes to find her asleep, her head, arm, and shoulder draped over his neck. He curled his head back again to form a cradle for her body and listened to her breathe.

Such a pretty little thing. Would it be wrong to keep her?

 

 

Sounds intriguing, doesn’t it folks? Thank you for stopping by, H.L.! Good luck with Dragon’s Curse. Folks, if you’d like to get a copy, again, Dragon’s Curse is available on Amazon.com.