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Here’s a little snippet for this week’s Sneak Peek Sunday from my latest release in the Antique Magic series Drawing Down the Shades. This is only a few months after Caitlin and Trevor open their new antique shop, are things falling apart already? Let’s see…

“I—” Caitlin gulped. “I felt—”
What?
“Something wrong.”
Beryl took a step forward. “Like what?”
A ghost. But it didn’t feel like Roland’s ghost, Trevor’s Civil War era grandfather who
seemed still to love her so much. The presence felt, darker. It made Caitlin want to fall down in a heap and sob herself dry. She wanted to die and for a moment, looked down, eyeing the shards of glass on the table. She could see herself dragging one across her wrist …
She scrambled away from the shards, seeking out Trevor’s stability.

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What has caused Caitlin such distress? And what could it mean for she and Trevor’s future? you’ll have to read Drawing Down the Shades to find out! If you would like to, it’s available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and in paperback via Createspace. For more Sneak peeks see the main site here.

 

Discovery: Eden’s Black Rose

 

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Eden’s Black Rose

by Jaclyn Tracey

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Vampires

Read the author’s post here: http://edensblackrose.blogspot.com/2013/08/edens-black-rose-edens-sins-little.html

Eden’s Black Rose, by Jaclyn Tracey~ What doesn’t kill you, Serina Spencer can usually cure.
A little snippet to tantalize your palate.
Serina Spencer flung open the carriage door and peered inside. The smell coming from the carriage impaled her. It was the morgue all over again, only sickeningly sweet in a repulsive-gagging-dry-heave-her-breakfast-lunch-and-supper sense.
Serina ran for cover and expelled the contents of her stomach. She made her way back to the carriage, not sure whether she felt better or worse. She leaned toward worse.
Peering inside the carriage, Serina stepped back, her eyes wide.  Blood covered the man, the seats, and pooled around his feet, but not a single drop lay on the woman. Was she unconscious or drained dry? And did she want the answer to that? The man’s vocal cords glistened in the moonlight. How he was breathing—between—gurgles seemed nothing short of Divine Intervention. Feral eyes glared at her. As he attempted to speak, thin bubbles formed and popped, one after another from the hole in his throat.
“Mister, you’re a bloody mess. I don’t usually chat with people once they’re as bad as you. They’re either halfway to heaven or hell by now and from the looks of you I’m guessing you weren’t allowed passage to either. Tonight your lucky star shone in my window.”
His petrified look clearly stated otherwise.
Moments later Serina was very busy working her magic on the one man she instinctively knew was her soul mate. Lucian St. James.
Nauseous again after giving the man and his sister blood transfusions, Serina yanked out handfuls of cloths before she chucked the bag into the street. Picking up the last bucket of water, she chugged a few swigs and then dowsed Lord St. James and the carriage, cleaning both as best she could. She didn’t want them to see a bloodbath and scare the daylights out of them when they came to. At most, she thought they’d be disoriented. She certainly was. With that last viable thought, she passed out landing face-down into Lord St. James lap.
Lucian St. James pried open his heavy eyelids, feeling as if the weight of the world rested upon them. Confused by his surroundings, and unable to get a grasp of the evening events, he instead grasped a woman. He tried to recall what happened, but he drew blanks. His night became a jigsaw puzzle with missing bits and pieces. He was at a loss as to why there lay a scantily dressed female in the carriage with him with her face pressed precariously close to his groin.
Doing what? He wondered. Had she fallen asleep? A curl touched his lips. “Could I have fallen asleep?” He scoffed the very idea.
Lucian found this situation most amusing. And so it seemed, the more amused he got, the more aroused he got. On the opposite seat his sister lay quiet. Completely out of her character. Chatting with no one conscious he said, “Please let Raven be asleep. Don’t wake up now. Good God, how much champagne did I consume? And who is this little slip of a thing?”
Lucian ran his fingers through Serina’s wavy, auburn locks trying to rouse her. With a gentle touch, he traced the outline of her body, over her back, her ribs and moving lower to her hips. He slid his hand over her bottom, and enjoyed the soft, supple firmness. For a split second, he envisioned her naked, lying across him while he gently spanked her. He laughed aloud.
He thought about undressing her due to her feverish state. All right, he agreed feverish was a lame reason, but if she came around that’s what he was sticking with. Then better judgment kicked in and he decided to keep her clothed… for now. What if she woke up naked and began screaming? Glancing at his soggy predicament of tattered trousers, a black shawl draped oddly across him, his shirt shredded, frustration set in. He squinted, while his fingers puttered with his five o’clock shadow and his free hand slapped her lush little behind.
Lucian went back to his puzzle. Who was this woman with soft sensuous curves he would love to skim with his fingers and memorize with his heart? Why was she face down buried within his groin… asleep no less?
Why was his sister snoring to the high heavens in the carriage? He’d seen her at the party with a shandy in hand and he knew all too well it only took one to get her glassy-eyed and giggly. There in lay his answer.
Where the dickens did Duncan disappear to? He rubbed his jaw in thought. Oh wait, the last time he saw Duncan he’d been playing craps with a few friends with a nice mountain of winnings in front of him. Probably enough to buy London Bridge, not that England would ever sell her.
And more importantly was this little woman going to finish what he hoped she’d started? She’d obviously attempted to rip off his clothing in a heated passion. Wish I remembered it. 
“Excuse me, Miss.” Lucian gave her a gentle shake. “Would you be so kind as to remove yourself so as I may try to regain my composure? Mind you, you were a tad bit rough with my attire. These did have buttons on them at one point.”
Serina stirred.
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Dizzy and disoriented, Serina couldn’t quite figure out where she was. Blinking, she tried to see past some large, silky, dark object blocking her view.
Serina froze. Slowly, she rolled her eyes, upward at the tumescent erection still blanketed in silk. She couldn’t move a muscle to save herself, but then obviously, she couldn’t stay there with her face buried in the man’s loins either.
What do I do to get out of this sticky situation with my dignity intact? 
Nothing came to mind… well, that wasn’t exactly true. One thing came to mind. Her eyebrow lifted in a non-prim, non-proper fashion.
Serina licked her lips.
Eden’s Black Rose takes Serina and Lucian on one scintillating ride. First comes love, then comes marriage then comes the honeymoon from Hell. Serina’s darkest hour comes with the realization that when she said her vows, “In good times and bad, in sickness and health, and till death we do part,” they’d have covered them all in less than twenty-four hours.
Guess it’s to be expected when you marry into royalty. Musical chairs with thrones never goes as it should.
In the end, Serina and Lucian find their happily ever after but in their wake they leave Lucian’s identical twin Andre and his twin sister Raven to forge their own paths.
 
Eden’s Sins, by Jaclyn Tracey is a paranormal romance that has a lil enchantress with amnesia and a royal heir to the throne trying to save his damsel in distress.
Jovan Hause made a date with destiny after she cast one impetuous love spell asking for a man to make her forget everything but their love. A moment later she encountered a steamy vision of what her future held and by the gods she believed she’d been sent one. Oh, the things the man did to her body with his tongue alone. Unfortunately she had no idea of the man’s name or what he looked like, but she did know he would arrive with the next train. Blazing a trail to the station she plowed one gent down in the street and never looked back, unfortunately all the passengers were gone when she arrived. Humiliation steering her home, Jovan slammed into the same man a second time only this time she saw stars.
On his way back to Paris after chasing one ghoul in a city of walking cadavers André St. James got knocked on his royal rump by what could only be called a goddess. What to do with a beautiful woman he’d just butt heads with? Nothing gentlemanly came to mind until she regained consciousness. Drawn to her, he planted his nose in the crook of her neck and by the gods now understands why cats go insane with catnip. This woman has intoxicated him with her scent alone. Deciding he only knows one way to wake the woman, he tries for true love’s kiss. The silly tale worked, just not like the charm he’d hoped for.
After three days of amnesia, Jovan is no closer to finding her past, but she realizes her future looks royally smashing. When a man on the street calls her name her world comes crashing down. Finding out she’s a witch a lynch mob awaits her and just when she didn’t think it could get any worse, André gets on the train without her.
André saw her swinging from the gallows, blue eyes bulging. Then she wasn’t. Then he saw her waltzing off with a skeletal man without even a ‘kiss my royal arse good bye.
Three years later fate’s hand deals Jovan and André a second chance, but first they must defeat their past including the perverse undead trying to steal the throne from under them, not caring who gets crowned in the process.

Eden’s Charms is the 3rd book in the series coming out just as soon as the Wild Rose Press gets me a release date :) (editor’s note: they released it in December. :) It’s currently available at Amazon.)

This book takes Savanah St. James and Ethan Kitt along the eastern seaboard from Saratoga Springs, NY to New Orleans, LA finding love and fighting Draq and a few other snaggled toothed vamps.

Discovery: Comes a Dark Heir

Discovery 6: Comes a Dark Heir

Comes a Dark Heir

by JS Eaton

Genre: Fantasy

Comes a Dark Heir is now on sale at Amazon.com in both print and Kindle formats! Dark Heir is the first in a new series set in the Aeonith universe.

Young Stavross D’Vinn is in love with the prettiest girl in his home village of Tomerel. His blind devotion won’t allow him to see anything else. But his love is betrayed, and Stavross is suddenly and permanently exiled from the only home he’s ever known. Soon, he is set on a journey that will change not only his life, but the destiny of all of Aeonith.

Far to the south, Tynaul and his friends search for the elusive sword, Banereaver, lost for centuries. Tynaul and his friends must recover the ancient weapon in order to save the crumbling Arcanian Empire.

In the capital of the Empire, the fortress-city known as Cerasin-Cera, General Kyrar Lysis and his faithful servant Adjunt launch a last, desperate gambit. This scheme involves these two disparate young men, in ways they cannot even imagine.

Comes a Dark Heir is the fourth Aenoith novel, the first in a new series called Arcania Rising. Something from a dark past threatens all of Aeonith, and only the Dark Heir can stop  it!

Come by http://aeonith.webs.com/ to read more about Dark Heir and all the other Aeonith novels.

Also, be sure to check out Tales of Aeonith to read thrilling short stories set in this fascinating world!

Buy on Amazon

As always, thanx and I’ll See You in the Future!

J  S Eaton

Discovery 7: Beasthood

Originally posted on Discover Authors:

Beasthood by A.Z. Green

Genre: Horror, Fantasy, Werewolf

Beasthood: Spotlight for Discovery 7 by Discover Authors- Author’s Sharing Their Work Around Their Blogs

I swear I’m not blowing my own trumpet, this is all in the name of author sharing fun. So Discover Authors has allowed me to tag along for their author-made blog tour -this one being Discovery 7- and I’m SO happy to be a part of it. I hope this will earn me a higher ranking on Amazon or just some much needed kick up the success butt. Below we have my book details, links, main song on the Beasthood playlist and a character interview with the very lovely Nikolas Driver, Pack Leader of Deer Creek. You can see the original spotlight & interview on Sunshine Book Promotions blog.

Oh and FYI…
BEASTHOOD WILL BE ON SALE FOR .99C MAY 9TH- MAY 11TH!
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Winter is coming!

Okay, yes, actually I’ve been watching Game of Thrones and I guess I am wee bit hooked. I had not read the book yet–hubby’s been hording our copy–but I plan to very soon! Oh, yes, there were many spoilers involved that sent me through the roof. I can’t wait to find out what that’s all about! In the meantime, I know Thanksgiving is tomorrow. So let me wish my friends and readers who celebrate it, a happy Thanksgiving. I hope if you’re traveling you have a safe trip. I want to see you all back, safe and sound! *hugs*

In the meantime, I just wanted to share a little news. Yes, actually writing news. I’ve a new release (yep another) to share with y’all. It’s a Christmas-set Paranormal romantic suspense. One I’ve been working on off and on for a few years. It’s really kinda personal to me, as it came pouring out about the time my father died. So, it’s special, come what may. I hope you’ll like it.

Here’s its blurb and so forth.

Murder upMurder Upon a Midnight Clear by Juli D. Revezzoon a Midnight Clear

Genre: A Christmas-set Paranormal Romantic Suspense.

Tis the season … for death.

Murder reminds Detective Helene Collias of Holly PD that crime doesn’t respect holidays. And the last victim she ever expected to find in her case files is the sister of her old flame, Sean Grant. Ordinarily, Helene’s psychic gifts give her an edge but this time, that gift has short-circuited. Could her lingering attraction to Sean be blurring her abilities, or is something more sinister at work?

Excerpt:

Sean and Helene are alone together and…things don’t quite go as she planned. (Or maybe they go better than she’d planned, it all depends on your perspective)

“I’ll tell you a secret.”
“What?”
“Remember when I introduced you to my dad, on the docks?”
Helene nodded, the memory flooding back. She also recalled how nervous she’d been. Sick for days after hoping he’d call. He never did.
“He liked you,” Sean said.
His laugh told her she must be gaping like a fish. She licked her lips. “Why didn’t you call?”
“I was stupid.” His arms snaked around her, pulling her closer. “Forgive me? For not calling sooner, I mean?”
A vision of pinning him against the door offered perfect inspiration with which to torture him. “I’m not sure.”
He leaned in and kissed her. All sense flew and she opened, welcoming the chance to explore, her tongue parrying with his in a wild dance of lust. The envelope of pictures she held dropped to the floor and she wound her arms around him.
She loved a man who tasted the way he did: like malt chocolate, better than any she’d ever sampled. Heaven. She froze, and blinked at him. Willing her heart to pull back, slow before it battered free of her ribs.
What did you do? Oh, dear God, what did you do?
She cleared her throat. “Sean, I shouldn’t—” She wiggled, desperate to get away, drawn to stay. He held her caged within his arms. “I need to go.”
“No, you don’t.” His voice was rough with desire.
To hell with duty.

Eep!! Did she just blow her professional assignment or what? You’ll have to read to find out! I hope you will enjoy their story.

Thanks to Suzanne for her help with the cover art, and for encouraging me to get this out there, and to Jolene and to Joe for helping me with all the little questions I had concerning the plot. :)

Should you like to check it out, it’s available for $.99 on Amazon. Christmas, huh, Thanksgiving, and more evidence that Winter Is Coming? I stepped out today to see the temperature was a whopping 62-ish degrees! *lol*S/W Ver: 97.04.30R

Falling for a Monster with Geoff Wakeling

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Minion Juli: What are you doing?

 

*Night Mistress draws sigil on door* Letting our next guest in. He has a long journey to join us.

 

Juli: Yes I realize that, but… You don’t have to be opening gateways. (In fact, I’d much rather she didn’t!)

 

Night Mistress: No, not him. *Mistress shakes head* His friend. Do you really think you can just say hello to raise the dead?

 

Juli shrugs. I think I’m regretting ever raising you.

 

*Mistress glares* Do the words “tasty dinner” mean anything to you? *Mistress raises arms* Okay, ready now? I think this should work.

 

*Juli ducks Light flashes* Did it work? *Peeks through fingers. Sees two gentlemen by the door*

 

Night Mistress: See now, I told you it would work. *Mistress holds out hand* Welcome, my dear. Thank you for coming,

 

Juli:  Geoff! Thank god. Thanks for coming. *Whispers* I hope you brought help. She’s being really weird this year.

 

Night Mistress: Don’t you just love this time of year all the handsome monsters hanging about? Who is your friend?

 

*Juli clears throat* Come to think of it, that’s the topic of your discussion today, isn’t it?

Falling for a Monster

By

Geoff Wakeling

Halloween is the perfect time for some spooky shenanigans and a little bit of a scare fest. We all love some horror in our lives – well at least, I do – and I don’t tend to stick to October 31st. I like my scares around the year. We all know that famed horror creatures; zombies, vampires, ghosts, ghouls and demons. And we love them for what they are. But what happens if you fall in love with one of these monsters.

Despite menacing creatures of the dark traditionally being those who just tear humans apart and bring nothing but death,

Night Mistress: Ah, for the good ole days!

*Juli frowns* My lady, stop interrupting the guests.  Geoff was brave—er, kind enough to accept your invitation, kindly let him speak. I’m sorry, Geoff, you were telling us about the difference between new and older paranormal stories?

*Geoff clears throat*. Yes, well. As I was saying, more recent literary works have seen these ghouls find a way into our hearts. Charlaine Harris had Sookie falling in love with vampire Bill, Isaac Marion’s Warm Bodies see ‘R’ develop an emotional connection with Julie, which subsequently helps him find humanity. Even shows like Supernatural have found the means to bring Sam and Dean closer to the demons they hunt. Sometimes, despite their very nature, the brothers even end up empathising for those they seek to destroy.

This is something that I wanted to explore myself, and it gave birth to Pacifier 6, The Shadows Within. Here, the zombie apocalypse is mostly over, with those who’ve survived fleeing to safe zones as a few rogue monsters still lurk. But some, such as Carl and his mother, have decided to stay in their London suburb and try to rebuild their community. Zombies have been pacified with a new drug, making them manual labourers, and it’s commonplace to have zombie slaves building, gardening and even cooking. However, seeing these monsters in close quarters, Carl realises there’s something more and begins a strange attraction to the new male pastry chef slave his mother’s allocated. He knows it’s wrong, but the emotional tie is there regardless of what society thinks.

Falling for a monster is now a common storyline in fiction. Done well, it allows a strange mix of repulsion and compassion to occur. I suppose it’s the next step on from loving the bad boy – I mean, that’s taking rebelling against your parents to a whole new layer. The tattooed, smoking punks of the past are pussycats when compared to the new boyfriends that’ll sink their teeth into you at any disagreement.

*Mistress chuckles* Ain’t that the truth!

Geoff: And whether you like it or not, I think these inter-creature love affairs are here to stay.

Mistress claps* Well said! I do hope your prediction comes to pass, Geoff my dear friend. It’s a about time we monsters receive the respect we deserve, don’t you think?

*Juli grumbles* *Mistress clenches fist* What do you mean, no?

*Geoff raises cup and takes a small sip*

“Ahem, Night Mistress. I do hope you haven’t slipped love potion into this.”

*Night Mistress places hand on heart* Me??? Now why would I do that?

*Juli nudged Geoff* Thanks for the diversion. I’m sorry for the way she’s acting. I don’t know what’s gotten into my Lady recently but I wouldn’t believe a word she says, Geoff. She’s been threatening to add to the staff lately. I think I’d put that tea down and head on home sooner rather than later, if I were you.

Night Mistress: Why do you keep speaking when you’re not spoken to, minion! Do you want me to think you’re plotting against me?

Juli: Nope. Not I. Just thanking Geoff for stopping by on this fine Halloween eve. If you’d like to check out Geoff’s new novella Pacifier 6, here’s the synopsis:

Pacifier 6 by G. Wakeling

cover art by Keith Draws

But what happens when you realise that familiar faces still have feelings?

Carl’s pulling himself back together, attempting to cope with the losses that life has dealt him. Amidst the horror of the past few months, he begins to realise that death isn’t necessarily the end; it can be the start of something new, something that has never been seen before. With everyone around him battling to keep society intact, Carl manages to see beyond the ravaged faces of those he once knew. There’s a new creature in the darkness, a consciousness that most have overlooked, and it’s waiting to reveal itself.

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This is the first book in the Pacifier 6 series, and is about 30,000 words in length.

Links:

Amazon.com - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00B8SJM2U/

Amazon.co.uk - http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00B8SJM2U/

Smashwords - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/280851

Kobo - http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/Books/pacifier-6-the-shadows-within

Author Geoff Wakeling

author Geoff Wakeling

Author Bio:

Geoff Wakeling lives in London and escapes the smog of the city through his writing. The Inside Evil, even though being dark and mysterious, was a way to escape the drudgery of every day life and indulge in something a little more fantastical.

With a degree in Zoology, Wakeling is animal mad and has a dog (Beetle), three cats, fish and five chickens in his London home. He is a keen gardener and conservationist. He is also still awaiting the arrival of his Hogwart’s Owl!

Learn more about Geoff and his works at his fine website: http://geoffreywakeling.com/