Now Leaving Kindle Unlimited Lending Library

Hey everyone, I hope you’re well this week. I am. I did lots of yardwork this weekend, so I’m a little achy–but writing along as usual. I’ve almost met my goal for Campwrimo. At this point, I doubt I will meet it, but it’s going to be close! I may finish that book before Thanksgiving. I hope. (I’m hoping long before!)

For those of you with Amazon Prime accounts, Nooks or Ipads, or Kobo ereaders, I wanted to let you know, I’ve decided to take two titles out of KU. That will remove them from the Kindle Lending Library. What titles?

My Gothic romance/fantasy Reign of Tarot boxed set.

Reign of Tarot boxed set by Juli D. Revezzo, Gothic Romance, Raven Queen Publications, French revolution, fiction, paranormal romance, Kindle

And I’ve decided, likewise, to remove my steampunk/Victorian Romance Watchmaker’s Heart.

This is a big step for WMH. It’s always been in KU, but after  41/2 years, it’s time. So I wanted to give you a heads up, if you wanted to read it for free with KU, now’s your last chance.

Reign of Tarot, if you missed it last week, you can find the synopsis on this post. They drop out of the program by August 7th, so read now, if you wish! But for those with Nooks, Kobos, and Ipads, look for it in those stores soon.

Author spotlight-Michael S. Fedison

Hello, everyone! I’m still working on that getting back to normal thing. In the meantime, I’ve a guest for your reading pleasure. For lovers of SF and YA , Mr. Michael S. Fedison is here to talk about his new release, The Eye-Dancers. Michael, you have the podium, sir!

I want to thank Juli for giving me this great opportunity to post on her website!  I really appreciate it!

Late last year, I published a Young Adult sci-fi/fantasy e-book called The Eye-Dancers.  This was a novel I felt I was meant to write.  The four main characters are inspired by friends I knew growing up, and the themes in the story—the challenges, joys, and struggles of adolescence; the bonds of friendship; the mysteries of what we term “reality”; the concepts of quantum physics and parallel worlds; and an exploration into the oneness of all existence—are all things that resonate on a deep level for me.

I had a lot of fun writing The Eye-Dancers, and it is my hope that it takes readers of all ages on a wild and imaginative ride.

Here is a brief overview of the story . . .

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eye_dancers_lowres_copyMitchell Brant is not your typical seventh grader.  He is a compulsive liar, who adamantly defends his lies, no matter how outlandish they are.  When he is tormented by a recurring nightmare of what he has come to call “the ghost girl,” he is certain that no one will believe him. Three nights in a row, he has dreamed of this “ghost girl” and her blue eyes that expand and swirl when he gazes into them.  He is sure she is not of this earth, and that she is trying to draw him in to her world—wherever that may be—through the hypnotic power of her eyes.

Desperate to tell someone about his dreams, he decides to confide in Joe Marma, his best friend. To Mitchell’s surprise, Joe believes him; because he, too, has been having the same dreams—three nights in a row.  They soon discover that their friend, Ryan Swinton, is also haunted by the “ghost girl.”  What does it all mean?  Who, or what, is this girl?  And will she indeed transport them to her world the next time they fall asleep and dream?

Banding together, and convincing their classmate Marc Kuslanski to stand watch as they sleep, the three boys, along with Marc, are unwillingly thrust into an empty blue void.  When they awake, they find themselves in a world that seems much like their own, and yet very different at the same time.  The layout of the streets, the contours of the land, the feel of the place is familiar, almost like a replica of their town on earth.  Yet the differences are puzzling.  Old-fashioned cars that resemble 1950s designs; currency they’ve never seen before; an absence of PCs and cell phones.  Even the spelling of words is slightly off.  They wonder if this is all an extension of their dreams—or if it is actually real.

To solve the mystery, they need to work together, as a team.  Joe, a natural leader and take-charge person, is short, with a chip on his shoulder, eager to think with his fists instead of his head.  Ryan is the class clown, always wanting to elicit a laugh, but unable to make a decision on his own, preferring to go along with the group.  Marc is a science whiz, and looks at the world through a rigid lens of rationality and logic.  He continually tries to view their situation through scientific reason.  This naturally collides with Mitchell’s storytelling and less logical, more intuitive nature.

Marc suggests they are in a parallel world, a variant of their hometown in a different universe, and the mystery deepens when they spot a poster of a kidnapped girl nailed to a telephone poll.  They realize with astonishment that the picture is of their “ghost girl,” who is, evidently, not a ghost at all, but a seven-year-old girl named Monica Tisdale who has been missing for several days.  It all adds up, though the conclusions strain belief.  This kidnapped girl has somehow managed to pull them into her world, in a parallel universe, because she needs their help.

Marc rejects this explanation, and attempts to find a way back home based on the principles of quantum mechanics.  But Mitchell, Joe, and Ryan understand—the only way to return home is to rescue Monica Tisdale from her kidnappers.  Questions remain.  Why were they chosen, from a different universe, to come to her aid?  If she has such great powers, why wasn’t she able to communicate with people from her own world through the vehicle of dreams?  The answers are elusive—for the boys and even for Monica Tisdale herself.  They were chosen.  That’s all that really matters.

Throughout their experience in Monica’s world, each of the boys must confront not only the dangers of the situation, but also himself.  Mitchell learns that he doesn’t need to puff himself up through lies to be heard and appreciated; Joe discovers that fighting isn’t always the way to solve one’s problems; Ryan realizes he has what it takes to stand up and be decisive when he needs to; and Marc comes to understand that science and logic and theories cannot always solve all of life’s mysteries.  There are some things that can never be fully explained or comprehended.

Finally, they learn that everything is connected.  Events and people that seem so far away, a universe away, are, in actuality, much closer to us than we ever dared to think.

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For much more information on The Eye-Dancers, including where it is sold, please visit www.eyedancers.wordpress.com.

Please check out The Eye-Dancers on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Eye-Dancers/213004492164436.

And please follow me on Twitter at https://twitter.com/msfedison27.

Thanks so much for reading!

Thanks for being with us, Michael and best of luck with The Eye-Dancers! Folks, if you’d like to check his book out it is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and Kobo.

Demons, and godesses and a Freebie at Smashwords

Just FYI, I’ve put Caitlin’s Book of Shadows up on Smashwords. It’s available for a limited time for FREE so if you want it and would rather not get it from Amazon or Barnes and Noble for $.99 you can pick it up at SW. 🙂

Juli D. Revezzo, paranormal, supernatural, horror, Antique Magic series, Fort Pickens, Gulf Breeze, FloridaCaitlin’s Book of Shadows (Antique Magic, Book 1.5)

Blurb:

Something terrifying stalks Caitlin and her beloved Trevor. Something the bits and pieces she left claimed she had to make sense of–or so legend says. When the curator of their collection finds Caitlin’s long forgotten diary, she wonders will it tell the whole tale? Will it tell why Caitlin seemed so determined to tell the difference between reality and nightmare even as she continued the fight to defend her family from evil? Will it explain why she thought her world twisted? If she really became a witch?

Perhaps the answer lies between the lines of her story, one of lessons, struggles, and the hopes she carried like a warrior’s shield.

This is a side (or supplemental, if you will) story in the Antique Magic series, a companion to The Artist’s Inheritance (Antique Magic, Book One).

Memorial Day–War Hero

This is a little short scene/story I wrote during my first Tampa Area Romance Authors meeting back in 2009. It is based on the feel of the stories my father, a Korean War Veteran, told me all my life mixed with a vision of the battles between the Roman army and the Celts, and a little steampunk-esque fantasy thrown in. The vision of a soldier’s first battle, the pride, and the fear and doubt too that stepping into one’s first battle and drawing “first blood” can bring. For all our fighting men and women, for all our vets past and present. Thank you. I hope you enjoy this little snippet, even if it’s not worthy….

Soldiers in Attack Formation ©  Tudor Stanica | Dreamstime.com

© Tudor Stanica | Dreamstime.com

War Hero

by Juli D. Revezzo

The forest seemed to close in; his fellow soldiers ran ahead, but he couldn’t take that first step.Gray smoke wafted through the green sky overhead, smoke from the report of the Emperor’s aether rifles. Fear gripped him tight. He shifted his sword from left hand to right. You can do this; you’ve done it a thousand times before.

In training. Where the men were always his friends, and they always walked away unharmed. This was for real. Destiny, forever, for good or ill, for victory. Or death.

Death seemed to peer down from the trees. He shivered as cold wind whipped through the forest. Was it simple wind, or were the gods of Death truly watching, casting lots upon this ordeal, watching him, singling him out, though he was only just eighteen?

“Ho, men. Advance!” screamed the force captain. Gunfire and clashing swords bounced from east to west, north and south, front and behind, until he couldn’t tell from which quarter the noise rang.

His chest constricted as his breath fought to escape, wheezing through lungs, throat and nose, dragging every bit of pollen, ash and snow down upon him like writhing wraiths. But no, it wasn’t a wraith creeping up. He spun, whipping his sword before him in a curving arc. The blade met enemy armor in a dull clang. A man, no older than him, dark hair shaved short until only a dusting of it graced the scarred scalp.Crimson blood bloomed across his dove gray coat. The man’s amethyst eyes wide in shock, stared, first at him, then at his blade lodged in his chest. A shock that trundled through him, as well. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, extracting the blade as his enemy fell lifeless, staring at the trees overhead. He didn’t seem so fierce, really, this invader, and in a split, flashing second he wondered, why had he come. What awaited him at home? A wife, a child? No one?

His world pitched and rolled, he dropped to his knees beside the dying body, the scent of blood filled his nose, and he wretched, the contents of his stomach pouring out upon the frozen ground. Gasping for breath, gagging, he pushed himself upright, took firm hold of his sword hilt, yanked it from the soldier’s chest.

First blood. He’d done it. There was no going back now.

But he knew he’d see that man’s shocked, dying face for the remainder of the night, possibly for the remainder of his days. He hoped the chieftain and Emperor would be pleased.

He wasn’t. Nor would that man’s family be.

But this was his job, the life he’d had thrust upon him, his pride to be here, his duty, and honor. The homeland needed this, needed him. Still, the demands of freedom were high.

“Get a grip on yourself, man,” he murmured. It wouldn’t do to lose his senses out here, on the field. He had a job to do, a family and home to defend. Far more precious than any commendation, or medals; they were the only reason he was here. That and Fate.

The invaders kept coming. He could hear them through the din of battle, in the river nearby, coming through the trees. On shaky legs he stood, pulled all his courage around him, tucked inside his armor.

What had the gods and fate in store for him? To fall, like this man?

No. Not here, not yet. Hope and courage would guide his path, whatever came. Resolve and duty would steady his blades, until he could count this battle won.

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War Hero © 2009; all contents on this site © Juli D. Revezzo, 2009 and beyond.

 

If you’d like to read more of my work, you can find my available books here and stories here.

March 25th is #TolkienReadingDay! @Genreundregoun

Hi, all, I hope you had a good week.

Sorry I was so silent. Aside from being away at mom’s for the solstice, I had trouble signing into WP. *grr* (Isn’t “Save This Password” supposed to, you know, save your password and not redo your password?) Anyway, movies. I have a review to write up of The Hobbit–I’m still gestating it but in a word–wow! Also, I missed the ending of Once Upon A Time!

Again! (Note to family: do not call me on Sunday Nights, after 8PM or before 9PM unless it’s an emergency ! Grr!). *sigh*

Anyway, speaking of Tolkien, the Genre Underground is hosting a Tolkien Reading Appreciation day sale.Image

And featuring 20 fantasy novels in honor of the master of Fantasy! Organizer, fantasy author Christopher Kellen, author Karin Rita Gastreich, and several others are involved, along with…oh, yes that’s right. Me. 🙂

The Artist’s Inheritance is $.99 at AmazonBarnes and Noble and Smashwords.

Y’all know this one, right? 😉

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The balance between good and evil can be an art… or a curse.

Trevor and Caitlin were once happy newlyweds, profiting from Trevor’s art. Until Trevor inherits his brother’s house, and with it, his part of a family curse. Now, Caitlin will stop at nothing to save her beloved husband from insanity and suicide, even if it means she must embrace her destiny and become a witch.

 

 

And if you’d like a fantastic dark short story (so I’ve heard it’s fantastic. ;)) House of Cards also is involved in Tolkien Reading Day Sale.

House of Cards, supernatural fantasy story by Juli D. Revezzo
Available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble and Smashwords

House of Cards

Can you gamble with Fate?

A young nobleman escapes the Reign of Terror in 18th century France to find himself dragged into an even worse fate–a hellish underworld wherein he is cajoled and put on trial by a demon tribunal for crimes he never committed. Can he  thwart his fate, one worse than the guillotine?
Genre: Horror, Supernatural, Mythic. $.99

Author’s Notes: In this story, the hero faces a trickster who gives him three tarot-related riddles and puts him on trial for crimes he never committed.
You can see Christopher’s post and the list of participating authors here: http://www.genreunderground.com/?page_id=336

So…go poke around, check out some great stuff, and spread the word. ;)Meanwhile, I’ll be catching up on some writing work I must catch up on and hopefully getting that review up here soon. Meanwhile, Happy Monday!

Indie author feature

Good morning! I hope y’all are doing well this morning. I’m just popping in here (with coffee! ;)) to let you know, I have a little feature over at Mad Gods. You can see it here.

Have a great day, y’all!