August 25, 2013

Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday! I participated in Six Sentence Sunday some time ago and although it is no longer an organized event, I'd like to continue with it. So...what to share? Below you'll find a passage from my upcoming book, BY FORCE. This book is not edited fully yet, so please consider this when reading. I hope you like it! Cover coming soon!

We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, though it was probably mere seconds. I swallowed hard as his face inched closer to mine, and I felt his stale breath on my skin, making the hairs on my head prick up. Strands of his hair fell from his braids and lightly tickled my neck and face. I closed his eyes preparing myself for what he would do next. Would he have his way with me? Would he kill me?

What do you think? Interested in finding out more? If you have six sentences you'd like to share in the comments, please do! I'd love to see what you're working on and others may too. 

August 24, 2013

Newest Release from author Dani-Lyn Alexander


Recently released: Truth and Deceit by Dani-Lyn Alexander (Book II in the Realm of Light Series). Dani-Lyn is a friend of mine and we share the same publisher. She was so kind to help me work through some problems recently with a WIP, and I'm happy to share her newest release with you. If you enjoy adult paranormal romances then you might one to give this one a go. Happy reading. 


A suspicious past, a daunting secret, a forbidden romance... How much does it take to tip the scales from good to evil? 

When Lexie Davis wakes to find herself surrounded by luxury with no memory of who she is or how she got there, the fear all but suffocates her. But learning the truth about her circumstances will scare her even more. Desperate for a way to regain her life, Lexie tries to piece together the past. But ghosts from her childhood make it hard for her to let go of her secret—a secret that could force her to spend eternity in Darkness.

Deceived by the woman he loves, abandoned by the brother he trusts, Matthew Hayes struggles against evil to win the battle for his life. But when he wakes to find Lexie sobbing softly at his side, he makes a heartbreaking discovery. Not only is their love forbidden by the most ancient laws, but she has been keeping an unbelievable secret from him—he has a child. The child could give him the strength he needs to defeat the Regulators…if it doesn’t destroy him first...



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Excerpt: Prologue

She ran. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her heart pounding, her lungs burning as she clutched the infant to her chest and poured all of her energy into escape. An unnatural darkness flooded the night. There was no moon visible, no stars peeking through the dense fog. Thankfully, she knew these woods well, had grown up here, playing manhunt with the rest of the kids from the neighborhood. Only this was no game; this hunt was all too real, the consequences of being caught, severe.

Her eyes strained as she tried to watch for obstacles, fallen trees, puddles, patches of wet leaves. She had to keep her footing. A fall now could be deadly. Mud oozed between her toes as it filled the sneakers she had quickly shoved onto her bare feet.

Between the darkness and the fog, she could barely see where she was going. Yet, she didn’t dare slow down. Nor did she risk a glance back over her shoulder, afraid fear would paralyze her if she saw him coming.

She tried to listen for the telltale sounds of pursuit, but other than the sound of her own footfalls, the sucking of the mud each time she lifted a foot, and the pounding of her own heart, silence mocked her. Too much silence, the kind that warned of a predator on the hunt. But these woods had no large predators. Skunks, chipmunks, squirrels, even an occasional fox made their homes here. There were deer, beautiful, graceful, but not dangerous.

And then she heard it. A large branch snapping, the sound like a shotgun blast echoing in the silence. She knew that sound. When she and her friends were kids, they would hang around the woods, often bored, snapping the dead branches that littered the ground. She also knew that she was meant to hear it. He moved too stealthily for the noise to have been a mistake. It was part of the game, to ratchet up the fear, let her know just how close he was.

She looked around wildly, trying to get her bearings. Had she missed the trail that turned off and headed toward the canal? The shadows pressed too closely, she couldn’t tell. She had to find it before he reached her. Desperation had her risking one quick glance down at the baby. That was all it took to ground her—one peek at the helpless child depending on her.

She took a deep breath and looked around again. She had to find the trail and make it to the boathouse by the canal. Men often hung around down there late into the night, drinking beer, playing poker, enjoying the break from work and home. There would be help there, people to protect her and her baby.

When she recognized the fallen tree, where she had shared her first kiss with Jimmy Hessler, the first glimmer of hope since this chase had begun shivered through her. The path lay directly in front of her. She was almost there. A few more steps and she’d be on the trail where she could run full out. She could outrun him once she was out of the thick underbrush. She wouldn’t have the mud grabbing at her feet, the thorns tearing at her legs, or the undergrowth tripping her. She’d run track in high school, had run cross-country through these very trails, and she was fast. The fear prodded her to move even faster, adrenaline coursing through her bloodstream. Optimism soared as she covered the last few feet that would lead her to safety.

She felt a sting in her back, and she went down hard. She curled her body over the baby as best she could, trying to offer as much protection as possible. She landed hard on her right side, her hip slamming into a rock, sending pain shooting all the way up her side and down her leg. An explosion of light burst in front of her eyes as she struggled, fiercely, to hold on to consciousness. She fought against the eddy of blackness closing in on her from both sides, tunneling her vision.

As she dragged herself slowly forward, she spotted the old tree on the corner of the trail. She used her left foot to push herself forward, grabbing hold of anything she could reach to pull herself toward the tree. Thorns tore at her hands, her hair, her face; excruciating pain shot through her back. She clutched the baby to her breast. Sheer determination propelled her the last few inches to her goal. When she finally made it, she pushed the bushes aside and placed the swaddled infant into the hollow at the base of the tree, praying it wouldn’t start to cry until the man had gone. Praying it would cry loud enough to attract help once he had. She took one last look at her child. “I love you, my baby,” she whispered, and allowed the thick bushes to spring back into place, effectively camouflaging the tentative hiding place. Then, using the last of her energy, she pushed away from the tree and rolled over, coming to rest facedown with the lower half of her body still resting in the leaves and brush, and her upper body lying across the trail she had been so desperately trying to reach.

* * * 


When he reached her, he didn’t even bother to bend down, just used his foot to roll her onto her back. A jolt of surprise shot through him when he realized the infant was not underneath her. It shattered his arrogance and drove him to his knees. He pawed frantically through the brush, searching for the child. He didn’t need a light, was used to the dark and could see as well as if the sun were illuminating the shadows and fog that covered the ground.

There was no baby.

Sweat sprung out on his forehead. Where was it? Had she left the child somewhere? A chill crawled down his spine. Had it even been with her when she’d fled the apartment?

The sudden realization that he had just gone from the hunter to the prey brought with it true, gut-wrenching fear.

Also by Dani-Lyn Alexander: 

Trust and Betrayal: Book I in the Realm of Light series.

Trust is the ultimate weapon in the battle against evil.

Single mother Shay McKeon is no dummy—she’s intelligent as well as street-smart. But when she receives a phone call threatening her children, she rushes headlong into the hands of evil.

Saved from certain death by Mason Constanza, who calls himself a Guardian, Shay is taken to the Realm of Light, where she learns her husband never abandoned her as she’d thought, and that good and evil are nothing like she’d imagined. Learning to deal with her own existence as a Guardian, Shay’s attraction to Mason grows. But she has her own demons to battle, and when her daughter is abducted, she’ll have to trust Mason and his team. But Mason has his own ancient battles to fight…


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Upcoming Books--Forever Fae Duo

Hey there! Just a quick post to let you know what I'm up to. I've been assigned a new editor for my upcoming duo and she's great. I'm really looking forward to working with her and making BY FORCE and BY CHOICE as amazing as they can possibly be. Also, I got to see a mock cover for BY FORCE already and am so happy with it! I'm really looking forward to sharing, and I'll let you know at a later date when this will be.

For now, I've uploaded the blurb for BY FORCE to Goodreads. You can add it to your shelf here. BY CHOICE is up too, but no blurb yet. BY CHOICE can be added here. If you've been following me, you'll also note there is a change to the duo title. They were once called Immortal Gift, but now are called Forever Fae. I liked the original, but the new name is quickly growing on me.

I'm a little nervous to see how these books do. They don't neatly fall into any genre. They have the feel of mature YA, but the characters a little older, but then they don't really fall into NA either. I guess I'll just call them romantic fantasy as this point. A publisher I submitted this book to said they really liked the writing but didn't know how to promote it, for this exact reason. My former editor (no longer with my publisher) decided she was willing to take it on so here I am. Biting my nails, waiting to see how my book does.

I really love this book. It was one of those books that just kind of wrote itself. I really hope others will see the magic in it too. :-) No pun intended here.

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for the cover reveals!


August 13, 2013

I've Been a Very Bad Blogger

Hello all!

I just realized how long it's been since I actually rambled on my blog. This year has been busy--to say the least. I went to the Romantic Times Convention in Kansas in the spring and had an awesome time. Then, I went to Ontario for a few months followed by six weeks at cadet camp in Cornwallis, NS. I'm finally home--for the meantime until I go back to Ontario in October--so I can return to some semblance of a routine. I haven't written as much this year as I would have liked. Foolish me thought being away would give me ample time to write, and I suppose it did, but for most of my time away I had a roomie and lived in barracks so I was always around other people who had lots of fun things to do, and they dragged me along kicking and screaming. Honest, they did. 

If you aren't following me on social media I'll let you know that I have a fantasy romance coming out later this year and a follow up novel to it coming out early 2014. I am really excited about this duo. They were actually written before Blood, She Read but I've always had a soft spot for the characters in them and was only able to find a home for their stories recently. I am also hard at work on a contemporary NA/Adult novel that I am considering self-publishing next spring. This would be my first self-published novel and it's a little scary for me to consider, so I'm taking my time researching and figuring out how to do this right because I really like the story. I hope you will too. 

My first pubbed author badge!
EL James!!!! 
Now... since I didn't talk RT on my blog yet this year, I need to do it now. I had an a.ma.zing time at RT. I'll say it again. A.MA.ZING. I met some super awesome people, went to some super awesome parties and learned a lot from some of the best. Here are some photos. And yes! That's a picture with me with EL James!!! And although I have no photos of them, I got to meet Tamara Webber, Jaime McGuire and Sylvia Day! I even scored a t-shirt from Sylvia (thanks for that, Cathy ;-)). I had some serious fangirl moments at this conference. I'm a little embarrassed about them actually, and while I can promise myself I will be the epitome of cool at the next conference, Charlaine Harris is scheduled to be there so I know that's not going to happen. I'm sure you all feel the same about many authors so I'm curious who you'd have to see to absolutely lose your cool. Leave me a comment and let me know! 
Author Cathryn Fox
Me and Etopia editor Nancy Cassidy
Authors Theresa McClinton and Rhian Cahill


Authors Nikki Duncan and MacKenzie McKade
Aspiring author Tara MacDonald

August 11, 2013

Sunday Snipet

Sunday snipet...

For those of you who haven't read Blood, She Read, I thought I'd post an excerpt. And hang tight, because I'll have a snipet for my upcoming novel, By Force, coming soon as well. By Force is set to release this fall, and the follow-up novel will be published early 2013. As for the sequel to Blood, She Read...I know some of you are wondering when and if this book will happen and I assure you it will. I have two more books contracted before I can concentrate on it and a NA contemporary I'm working on that I'm extremely excited about. And here's the reason why: Colin Farrell. He's my inspiration for this novel. Tell me, wouldn't this guy make you excited?

But for now...it's Sunday snipet time. 


Through my hair, I saw him motion to the seat beside me. I didn’t respond, but after a minute, he sat down anyway. I don’t know why he’d asked me in the first place. He pulled his seat over, closer to mine, so close I could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. I rounded my shoulders and tightened my muscles, steeling myself. Staring at the hands on my watch, the next sixty seconds felt like an hour as we sat through an uncomfortable silence. 

Losing patience, I slammed my book shut, met his gaze, and waited for him to tell me what the hell he wanted. The scowl on my face felt ugly, but I didn’t care. After he and his brother and cousin had threatened me, he didn’t look so hot either. So when he tossed his head and his wispy brown hair feathered backward, I didn’t react. And I didn’t feel a single butterfly when I looked deep into his sparkling, black eyes. 

Not one. 

His forehead moistened and he exhaled sharply, ruffling the hair around my face. He smelled like he’d just chewed cinnamon gum. 

“I haven’t even started that yet.” He pointed to the closed book in my hands. “Is it any good?” 

Without a trace of emotion, I sat there blinking at him. 

“Right.” His brows lifted. For a moment, I thought he might get up and leave. No such luck. “So I’ve been trying to get up the nerve to talk to you since....well since...” 

“Since you and your family threatened me?” 

“Um. Yeah. About that...I want to apologize.” 

“Apologize?” I pointed a finger at my chest. “To me?”

He nodded. 

“Whatever. I’m over it.” I opened my book. 

“No. Really. I’m sorry Tommy scared you. He shouldn’t have done that. When he told me he was going to talk to you, I should have stopped him. But he said he’d be nice, and Markus and I went with him to make sure. I guess it might have looked like we were ganging up on you, but it wasn’t like that. I never meant to make your life here any harder.” 

“I’m not afraid of Tommy. And I’m not having a hard time either. My life is great. It’s exactly the way I want it to be.” 

“Did I touch a nerve?”

I sighed loudly. “Please go away.”


“If you want me to I will, but I kinda hoped we could hang out sometime.”

“Are you an idiot?”

He almost laughed. “Um. Actually people tell me that all the time.”


Finnigan Harris wanted to be my friend? Bullshit. And even if he did, it meant nothing now that no one else in school wanted to be his friend anymore. I wouldn’t be his last resort. I didn’t need his friendship; I had Dylan’s. Plus hanging around a guy everyone avoided would only make people hate me more. I didn’t need any more negative attention. 

I shook my head. “I don’t think so.” 

A million and a half seconds passed, according to my camouflage watch. I looked around the room, to focus on anything but Finnigan’s seemingly hurt face. Sophie and Darla looked at me again. A few of the other girls in the room gawked at Finnigan and me too, probably wondering what the hell we were doing together, even if Mr. Popular wasn’t so popular anymore. 

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