Garrett Kayrs lifted his head and took a deep breath. Slowly and way too deliberately, he set Janie away from him. “Janie?” he asked his sister.
Her hands fluttered together, her eyes wide. “It just happened.”
Garrett growled, his eyes flashing a bright aqua, then rushed Zane.
Zane dropped into a fighting stance just before the vampire slammed him into the rock chimney. Shards ripped into his back and pinged off the floor. “Knock it off.” He cuffed Garrett on the side of the head the same way he would his brother Logan before punching Garrett’s thigh and knocking him to one knee. “I have ten years of combat experience on you, kid. Wait for the right time to battle.”
Garrett shot a punch up into Zane’s groin. Read More
Futuristic, Fantasy and Paranormal
Excerpt from “Immortal Relations, Love and War” p.p. 60
It was a short flight from Moscow to St. Petersburg. There our party was met by two limousines and whisked along to the historic Hermitage Museum. Arriving, it looked to me like the whole world was there. I didn’t know why President Kolukov had asked me to wear the Russian General’s Uniform he gave me, but I wanted to humor my good friend. We exited the limousine onto a red velvet carpet that had wide gold piping down each side and which looked to be almost 400 meters long. I thought it odd that President Kolukov had me stand to his left and next to him, when Stephan was senior in rank to my uniform. When we got to the head of the carpet, we turned. Stephan and Adam moving behind us, I looked up and turning the corner onto the same red carpet we had just traveled was someone I would recognize anywhere, under any circumstances. It was Magdalena, on the arm of Roger, our doctor. At first I was confused, but when I saw the dress she wore, an exact copy of her hand made blue dress, only in brilliant white and then heard the music, I realized what was happening; Magdalena and I were getting married! My friends had somehow arranged all this without even a hint that I picked up on. I had already glanced at some of those on either side of the isle and thought I recognized some political figures from various countries. Read More
Cadan felt her presence like a wrecking ball to the chest just moments before a scream cut through the silence of the night. He sped toward the noise, racing down the sloping hill from his perch on an outcropping of Arthur’s Seat, his lungs and muscles burning in tandem. He’d waited here all day for Aerten’s vision to manifest.
Finally, it had. But she’d said nothing of attackers.
Terror lanced through him like acid in his veins. The wind tore at his clothes with icy claws as he hurtled down the eastern slope, with only faint moonlight to illuminate the scene below him.
A small figure fled from three taller ones at the base of the mountain, hair flying like a flag behind her. She stumbled and fell, and he swore he could hear a sob burst from her throat. Protect. He embraced the instinct and pushed himself harder, adrenaline singing in his veins.
Almost there. Only fifty yards. The beasts were upon her now, and her terror made a growl rise in his throat. Hurtling over a pile of rocks, he tackled the closest assailant, crashing to the ground in a tumble. The creature, a spindly red demon with eerie feminine features, bucked beneath him, attempting to throw him off. Cadan didn’t hurt women, but this demon was more evil than woman. Read More
Hi! I’m Jessica Aspen and I write paranormal romance. You may have read my sexy shifter twisted fairy tales, or my fantasy fairy tale romances with elves and witches, but I’m here today to talk about my newest venture into the paranormal, a new series of holiday romances called HAUNTED HOLIDAYS. And guess what? The first book is here just in time for your holiday reading. GHOSTS OF CHRISTMAS PAST has it all, Christmas, ghosts, and of course…romance.
I had a ball writing a Gothic romance with all the trimmings. A sexy hero, a young heroine just out on her own, a creepy house. You get to meet Jen, just graduated from college she had her life planned out for her by her mother. But when her rich husband to be cheats on her with her best friend, Jen bails on the wedding, her mother, and Christmas in Boston. Instead she flees upstate to lick her wounds in a small rented house. But sexy Nate up the hill won’t let her stew on her own. And the ghosts aren’t letting her get much sleep either. Is she dreaming about a love story that really happened a hundred years ago? Or is it Nate she’s dreaming about?
GHOSTS OF CHIRISTMAS PAST is set it in my fictional small town of Applesett, Massachusetts, where I plan to set the next few books in the series featuring Nate’s older twin brothers: the overly-responsible Atticus, and the wishing he was fancy-free Ethan. But wait, there are more Pierce family members waiting in the wings and more holidays to write about. Read More
Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and wondered what the heck happened? Thought to yourself, How the hell did I end up here?And where is this horrible here? Too fat? Too old? Too broke? Unaccomplished? Alone? Scared? Angry? Addicted? The list goes on and on. The optimistic six-year-old inside of us that dreamed of princesses, castles and knights riding their noble steeds is like a far-distant fantasy.
And when this moment hits us all, and it does find us all, what is it that we really wish was possible?
You know. Redemption. Another chance. A do-over. A fresh start.
Sometimes we can make that happen, and sometimes we can't. And I think that's why the redemption of our heroes in romance novels is so important to us. They aren't perfect, the fictional heroes we fall in love with. They're scarred, and broken, and they've been hurt. They've made mistakes, and paid for them. They've wounded other people, broken hearts, done things they're ashamed of, and genuinely messed up. Just like us. Read More
Seeing the Light is my first “on my own” novel. Why on my own? Because I’ve done a fair bit of collaborative writing over the past few years. My cohorts and I wrote Women of the Apocalypse, and even won a couple of Aurora Awards (a Canadian scifi/fantasy award) for it. Then we worked on an online writing experiment called The 10th Circle Project. That effort got us another Aurora, and a real appreciation for all those magazine publishers who put out four magazines a year! What a lot of work! Last year, we had a collaborative novel called The Puzzle Box published, and three of the four stories in it were nominated for Auroras, plus the book itself.
As you can see, I was doing lots of work, and lots of collaboration! However...
I kept working on my own stories while I was doing all that collaborating. Last year Tyche Books out of Calgary accepted Seeing the Light. So here I am, finally an “on my own” novelist!
Seeing the Light is a paranormal mystery, with big dollops of humour and romance. I actually started writing it years ago when I decided I wanted to try the 3 Day Novel Contest,. For those of you who do not know about the 3 Day Novel Contest -- basically, you pay $50, and then you try to write a novel. In three days. Read More
“I am so happy to share with you a special sneak peek into my newest novel. I hope you enjoy Granger and Brenda’s story as much I do.”
Brenda Scott, while being cured of cancer, had her world turned upside down when she shifted into a wolf. Now, living in Quebec with her new lycan pack, she wonders if her dream of joining a special operations unit is forever out of reach. Then there is the quiet man who watches her with the yellow eyes of a wolf wanting his mate. Will she be able to adapt to her new wild urgings?
Granger Thibault wants his mate more than anything in the world. But he knows that if he pushes her, she will fight back. Once a soldier, and the Alpha female’s lycan sister, Brenda is a force to be reckoned with. Can Granger find a way around Brenda’s hard shell to the soft woman waiting to be loved? Read More
CAN’T STOP WRITING
Many years ago, longer than I am going to admit, I wrote my first “novel”. Seventeen pages on school-ruled paper and an obvious rip-off of the last Harlequin romance I’d read. About ten years ago, I began writing with the goal of publication. Between that time, and the moment I received my first contract offer in 2012, I had written eighteen completed manuscripts in very, very rough draft form. Since then, six of those titles have been published. There are still quite a few waiting on the hard drive of my computer, longing to be published. So you see, I could keep polishing manuscripts for a very long time and always have something ready to publish.
So what’s my problem? Well, polishing those old manuscripts and publishing them is a good thing, but I’m a writer. If I can’t write, I might as well not breathe, so even though I could work on the rest of those completed manuscripts for the rest of my life, my muse keeps urging me to write something fresh.
Awhile back I started a series on my blog titled Conversations With My Muse. I’m going to share with you one of those conversations that I haven’t published to Suspense, She Writes yet. It goes something like this:
MUSE: What are you doing, writer? Read More
It has been eighty-three years since the walls between Earth and Infernus fell, and now our world stands upon the razor’s edge of extinction. Demon platoons are marching upon us. My home, one of humanity’s last bastions of existence, is under siege.
My name is Alana Devereaux. I am the resident demon detector of Cantati Forces and Platoon Commander. My job is to hunt down the vermin unleashed upon my world, and I love it. I live for the day I can kick every last demon’s ass out of this world. Except as enemy forces reign down terror upon us, the Densare Council sentences me to a fate worse than death.
Enjoy this excerpt from Ruptured Read More
Why Paranormal for Me
Thank you so much for inviting me to RomCon today. I thought it would be fun to tell you why I decided to write paranormal. I find that people in general are curious about writers. When I tell someone that I’m an author, the first question I normally get asked is “What do you write?” And when I tell them paranormal, the reactions vary drastically.
I get enthusiasm from the ones who read paranormal or watch paranormal shows or movies. Or I get two kinds of looks. The first one I call the “huh?” look. The one where their forehead wrinkles a bit as if they are processing the word. Most jump to the conclusion that I write about ghosts. The other I get is the “what!” look that says, I am not sure what to say about this. At all. Maybe I should change the subject and back away slowly. Okay… maybe I’m exaggerating a bit on this last reaction.
Honestly all the reactions I get are fine. I just spend a little more time explaining what I write to the huhs? and whats! My biggest challenge is getting someone who has never read paranormal to try it. Because they WILL like it if they give it a chance. Read More
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