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Thursday, March 21, 2013

Book Tour ~ Uniquely Unwelcome by Brandy Nacole



Uniquely Unwelcome (The Shadow World #1)

Published September 20th 2012 (first published June 1st 2012)
ASIN B009E96084


Blurb

Being unique isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
After searching all over the world for someone as unique as she is, Racquel finds herself back in her home town where she’s treated like a monster ready to kill. Racquel is one of the most unique beings ever created. Four of the most powerful beings in the Shadow World are intertwined within her, making up her unique DNA. But no matter how unique her bloodline is, she’s considered an outcast by the entire Shadow World.
Once arriving home, Racquel finds that greater evils exist and that the person she cares for most in this world, her half-sister Addie, has been kidnapped along with other Shadow World beings. Racquel finds herself facing horrible odds with those who would rather see her dead than alive.
As her journey continues, Racquel learns more about herself, what she is capable of, and that not every being looks at her as an abomination. Coy, a human captive that Racquel saves from the Vampires, starts showing kindness toward her. Racquel tries putting distance between her and the human boy but as they spend more time together it becomes harder and harder for Racquel to fight the affection she wants and needs.
But will Coy’s friendship and her new found discoveries be enough to help Racquel unravel the strangest mystery that has ever plagued the Shadow World?


Uniquely Unwelcome Review

Wow, what a great book, I was so captivated by this unique paranormal story. But besides the paranormal elements there is an underlying message in this story, which really touches your heart. Below is a few parts that show how she feels as an outcast that is different:

My appearance is no different from any human girl. My face is framed with long black hair. I look like your average hundred and twenty pound girl but my eyes give me away. Unlike most of the other Shadows, whose eyes are a natural color, mine are pearly silver, outlined by darker silver. My pupils are dark purple, which really sets my silver off. The problem of course is that it’s not normal.I sigh. I didn’t want to walk through my hometown just yet. I wanted to go home, gather my courage, and then set out into the town. My presence wasn’t going to be that appreciated. 

And:

I keep my head high as I walk down the streets. Humans just look the other way, afraid of conflict and attention. But the Shadows, they glare. A shifter jumps back out of my way, afraid of my touch. It doesn’t stop him from glaring at me.I want to use my speed to hurry up and get home. But the streets are too crowded with humans. Instead, I walk at a normal human pace. Once I round the corner to my street, I stop.A few Witches are out in their yards but once they sense me they hurry inside. I never understood why they agreed to let my family live on their block if they were afraid of me.

I just felt so badly for Raquel, (her first name is Harmony, but she goes by her middle name) She has 4 different Shadows blood (a witch had helped her Grandparents conceive when it should not have been possible, and again her mother) She has Shifter, Werewolf, Vampire, and Witch coursing through her, which makes her different and powerful, and misunderstood. She is shunned for being “mixed” and its just really sad. It’s forbidden for a Lycan (werewolf) to be with a witch for instance, or any others for that matter. 
Anyway, we get taken on this very important journey with Raquel, where there are many Shadows that have to overcome their feelings, and someone has been kidnapping shadows from all the different ones, the 4 I mentioned plus the fairies too.

During this journey that Raquel has set out on to find her half-sister who is full Witch, she has others join her, and she finally makes some real friends, who she finds out most are more curious of her, and some just scared as they do not know what power she holds.

There are many witty funny parts to this story too, that I enjoyed immensely. Raquel is a strong minded person, and I really liked her a lot. I was glad to see she does have a forgiving heart too, even though the lycan, Ethan, whom she is traveling with, and who has always ridiculed her growing up, she has learned to get along with him, and he also gets a taste of what it was like for her. He feels the stares as they walk into the main residence of the Witches, and it gives him a taste of what her life was like for Raquel.

I liked the touching relationship that comes up between Raquel and Coy, the human that escapes the Vampire lair where they meet with the head of them, he was a slave for his whole life, and wants to escape and also find his brother, who was also taken along with all those Shadows. Micah is one that I see playing a big role in upcoming books, which I can’t wait to read now.

We have a few steamy parts too, I just have to share, with Raquel and Coy, here is a good one:

He leans down, asking permission before bringing our lips together in a soft sweet kiss. His lips softly brush over mine.The kiss slowly becomes more passionate. His lips push hard and swiftly against mine, intoxicating me. He places his hands around my waist pulling me onto his lap. Now I’m cradled over him, my lips working and moving passionately against his. His hands wander up and down my back, down my legs, over my arms. He keeps pulling me closer like he can’t get enough of me.I run my hands under his shirt, feeling his skin burn against my palms. I want to rip his shirt completely off of him. Go where I never thought I would. The desire to feel alive and wanted overwhelms me. His touch brings my lonely emotions to the surface. A part of me tries showing reason, reminding me that this is a little fast, that he could hurt me in a matter of seconds. The other part of me lashes out at my reasoning. I could be dead in a few hours, and if not I still want him, still want his touch.

I can’t say enough at how much I love this story, and the meanings behind it as well as the action and excitement within it too. I highly recommend this to all ages, YA and adult alike. Its touching, fun, action, suspense, all of that with a little clean steamy parts. I will be reading book 2, as soon as I can, as the bit of a cliffhanger has me intrigued. It’s the good kind of cliffhanger, not the type that makes you want to through the book across the room like many others I won’t mention here, lol.
Go get this book, its amazing, and so worth your time to read, and written so well too.

I highly recommend it. 5 big stars out of 5 for me.

I was provided a copy of this book for my honest review for my honest review.

If you like my review, would love some support at Amazon, Here (mark as helpful) or Here at Goodreads, thanks

You can read Chapter One at my original Review post, Here for book 1

At the bottom of this post is another short excerpt for you.

Where you can find Uniquely Unwelcome and more of Brandy Nacole’s Books

Buy Links for Uniquely Unwelcome

Buy Links for Blood Burdens (Book 2)

About Brandy Nacole
Brandy Nacole resides in Arkansas where her imagination runs wild. Reading is her passion and writing is her obsession. Whenever she's not reading or writing, Brandy is spending time with her family and friends, throwing around crazy ideas, and laughing through the crazy moments.  She is the author of the Shadow World Series and the Spiritual Discord Series.

What Brandy Nacole writes about:

 I’m a 26 year old mother of three and married to my best friend, who supports all my crazy ideas.  When I tell people I’m a writer the first question they ask of course is, what do you write about?  When I tell them I write Paranormal Fiction most respond with, “Ah, another stay at home author want-to-be.”  My response, “Uh, no.”
The truth is I have been a writer ever since I could write.  Sure, my first story was about an alligator and a boy named Sam.  They were the best of friends and the alligator followed Sam around just like a puppy would.  But as I grew up, my interest started growing in the paranormal genre.  If you ask me why, I would ask you, what’s not to like?  There’s magic, strength, forever love, special powers, immortality, shifting into a new being, and so much more.  I know that a lot of people don’t like the paranormal, just like some may not like westerns or mysteries, but paranormal fiction has had me in its grasp from a young age. 
So yes, I stay at home with my children, write paranormal fiction, and dream of being a great author, but this is not a recent development.  This has been my dream since I was a little girl.  I am not a stay at home mother, who decided to start writing.  I am a mother, who decided to stay home to write.  And that is the truth behind every indie author.  We write because it’s our passion, our dream.  We want to share our stories, and passion with the world.  And that’s exactly what I thought when I started writing Uniquely Unwelcome, I want to share this.
I wanted to share the story of a unique girl, who was an outcast in both the Shadow World and the Human World.  I wanted to share her uniqueness and the struggles she faces as she tries to help those that don’t trust her.  I had to share the lonely life that girl faced and still faces, and how she handles someone actually noticing her for something other than a freak.  And that’s exactly what I got to share in Uniquely Unwelcome.  Then I got to continue that story in Blood Burdens. 
So to answer the question, what do you write about?  I write about stories I want to share.

Where you can find out more about Brandy Nacole and her books:

Blood Burdens (The Shadow World #2)

Published December 18th 2012
ASIN B00APNQXVM

My Review for Blood Burdens Here

As someone with four Shadow bloodlines, Racquel is uniquely unwelcome even among her fellow werewolves, shape-shifters, vampires, and witches. Growing up, she was bullied and tormented for being a “hybrid,” a condition frowned upon by Shadow society. After saving her sister and a number of other kidnapped Shadows from a diabolical plot to create a Shadow army, many have found a new respect for Racquel, but she is far from accepted in Shadow society, and the evil is far from over.
To complicate matters, Racquel now finds herself torn between two brothers. Coy is caring and has helped Racquel through her struggles, and Micah, who Racquel has only met once but who is somehow, having dream conversations with him. Racquel becomes torn between following her heart while breaking it at the same time.
In the second installment of the Shadow World series, Racquel and her sister Addie face off with the Shadow leaders against a threat that could bring the world to its knees. Power will be pushed to its limit, hearts will be broken, and some will pay the ultimate price as Racquel and her group of Shadows fight against an ancient evil that is determined to make the earth bleed and Racquel with it.


Guest Post by Brandy Nacole
Why book covers are so important.

            There’s this saying, ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover,’ but let’s face it, it happens.  When searching for a book the first thing someone is going to notice is the cover.  The cover can then draw that person into reading the synopsis.  If the synopsis and the cover draw the reader in, they could possibly buy it or put it on their to-be-read list. 
            My own personal experience with a cover design came with Uniquely Unwelcome.  The first edition cover was a hand drawing of a girl looking up at an eagle.  While it was a nice drawing, it just wasn’t up to par with other Fantasy covers.  It became very apparent to me, especially after a few readers recommended that I change the cover, that a change was indeed needed. 
            Why did I decide to use a hand drawing?  Well it was kind of a dream of mine.  My husband is a great artist.  He’s also my support system.  Whenever I’m frustrated, stuck on an idea, or just at a complete loss, he’s there.  I wanted to pay some tribute to his support and so I thought I would have him do my first cover.  From there, I would go with the “traditional covers” but for my first publication I wanted to incorporate him in some way. 
            My lesson from that, sometimes we have to let go of the smaller dreams/goals to reach the bigger ones.  I felt guilty I guess you could say when I told him I thought it was best if we changed the cover.  Being a great supporter like he is, he agreed.  He was honored that I had tried and that I had even used his art to begin with.  So together we picked out the cover for Uniquely Unwelcome and then again with Blood Burdens. 
            So yes, books are judged by their covers.  I’m not saying that every person does this, but most probably do.  I’m happy with the new cover for Uniquely Unwelcome and have a paperback edition of both the first edition with my husband’s cover design and the newer edition so I at least have a small token of my little dream. 


Excerpt from book one

We turn the corner onto a bridge and I finally see it.  The clock tower or as everyone else calls it, Big Ben.  It’s absolutely stunning, especially at night.  The clock towers over London showing its massive height and beauty as it proclaims the time for everyone to see.   
            As we’re walking across the bridge I notice Coy getting a little winded and sweaty.  “You okay?” 
            “Yeah, but we may have to hail that ride back.”  He’s winded but it doesn’t keep him from looking up in awe at Big Ben.  I’m worried though, he looks like he’s about to pass out.  Honestly what was I thinking?  Making him walk forever, knowing he hasn’t had any strenuous exercise his whole life.  But from the expression on his face I can tell he thinks it was worth it. 
            I wish I could get excited over something the way he is right now.  See the world in a new way.  Erase the memory of the past.  I envy Coy for his look of astonishment and wonder.  All I ever feel is dread and loneliness.  I’m glad that someone has a chance to see the wonder and magic of the world.  It does hold some amazing things.
            We arrive at the base of the tower and its enormous beauty.  The structure is like a huge piece of art work.  There are angels and gargoyles all over the towers surface.  The clock bell starts to chime, ringing loud for everyone to hear as its bright light shines through the night.
            Once the chiming stops, I contemplate on going up for a quick view.  But I can’t leave Coy behind.  He might get attacked or feel left out.  I go to discard the thought when Coy says something that gives me permission to take him with me. 
            “Wow.  This is amazing.”  Coy says, “I wish we could see the view from up top.”
            I shrug my shoulders, “Okay.”  Before he even knows what I’m doing, I have a tight hold on him.  My hands are encircled under his arms and around his chest.  Locking my hands I give a slight warning, “Hang on tight,” before launching us off the ground. 
He tries to protest but it dies as we land on the roof of the adjoining Westminster Palace.  Without pause I keep jumping.  I grab hold of outcroppings along the tower to keep my momentum.  In a matter of seconds I’m up the tower and sitting Coy on the ledge just above the clock. 
            I couldn’t see his face while we were scaling the tower but looking at him now, I have a pretty good idea of what his face looked like.  His face is pale as are his knuckles, from the death grip he has on the railings.  His eyes are practically jumping out of their sockets. 
            “What the hell was that?”  He asks as he takes a shaky breath.
            “What?”  I ask innocently.
            “That,” he shouts, waving his hand through the air to emphasize. 
            “Oh, well you wanted to see the view.  That was the only way I could think of getting us up here.”  I take a seat on a gargoyle, straddling it like I’m riding a horse, and lean back against the tower.
            “A little warning would have been nice.  You scared the hell out of me you know.”  He still looks a little rattled but seems to calming a bit.
            I laugh to myself.  I had expected his response but it’s still funny.  “Would you have gone?”
            “Well-”
            “Exactly!  I knew you wanted to come up here but if I had asked you probably wouldn’t have been too giddy about it.  Now will you quit complaining?  It’s over and done.  So just enjoy the view,” I say, taking in the view myself. 
            He doesn’t say anything more and finally looks around him.  His expression is the same as it was before when he saw Big Ben on the bridge, awed with all smiles. 
It really is beautiful.  The moon is reflecting off the water.  I don’t know what it is about the moon reflecting on the water but it’s comforting.  The street lights below stretch out illuminating the city.  From up here there doesn’t seem to be a care in the world.  No differences, no fighting, just total blissfulness.  
            An urge hits me so hard that I don’t think I will be able to hold it back.  Without even questioning myself, I stand on top of the gargoyle and look over at Coy.  “Will you be okay up here for a few minutes?”
            “I guess.”  He looks at me cautiously.  “What are you going to do?”  Without answering him, I jump.  

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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

YA Paranormal #Giveaway Hop- 4 Great Books




Young Adult Paranormal Giveaway Hop

February 21st - 27th


Featuring Young Adult Books with Paranormal elements.


For this great giveaway hop I have  books 1 and 2 of the Shadows Series by Brandy Nacole, she was kind enough to donate each ebook to the winner. Book one is Uniquely Unwelcome, and book 2 is Blood Burden. I love this series, and if you like the Paranormal like me, I think you will too. I also have another good book for you, ebook copy of The Twelfth Keeper, again, thanks to Bell Malory for including this book in this giveaway. Also Our Own Worst Enemies by Jamie Canosa, a great short story.
I have an excerpt for each book for you under each Blurb. The Rafflecopter is at the bottom.

Uniquely Unwelcome (Book 1)

Published September 20th 2012 (first published June 1st 2012)
ASIN B009E96084

Being unique isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
After searching all over the world for someone as unique as she is, Racquel finds herself back in her home town where she’s treated like a monster ready to kill. Racquel is one of the most unique beings ever created. Four of the most powerful beings in the Shadow World are intertwined within her, making up her unique DNA. But no matter how unique her bloodline is, she’s considered an outcast by the entire Shadow World.
Once arriving home, Racquel finds that greater evils exist and that the person she cares for most in this world, her half-sister Addie, has been kidnapped along with other Shadow World beings. Racquel finds herself facing horrible odds with those who would rather see her dead than alive.
As her journey continues, Racquel learns more about herself, what she is capable of, and that not every being looks at her as an abomination. Coy, a human captive that Racquel saves from the Vampires, starts showing kindness toward her. Racquel tries putting distance between her and the human boy but as they spend more time together it becomes harder and harder for Racquel to fight the affection she wants and needs.
But will Coy’s friendship and her new found discoveries be enough to help Racquel unravel the strangest mystery that has ever plagued the Shadow World?
Uniquely Unwelcome Excerpt
Chapter One (only part)
I tug on the ropes around my wrists again but I know it’s useless. I have been pulling on these ropes for hours. My wrists throb with pain. I can feel blood trickling down my hand and dripping off my fingertips.
“Let’s see how she likes this.”
My eyes go wide as the Vampire, Irving, unravels a whip. I want to scream, beg, and plead for them to show some mercy. I don’t. Even though my mouth isn’t gagged, I know better than to make a sound. It will only fuel their animalistic manner.
Ravyn laughs maliciously. Her blue eyes twinkle with a vile hatred as Irving advances on me. I glare at Ravyn. Earlier when Irving had ordered Ravyn to push wind up against me until I couldn’t breathe, she had laughed the whole time. Then when Irving had ordered her to back off, she kept pushing. She was enjoying the pain they were causing me way too much. I wonder what the Covenant thinks about her activities.
Ravyn’s laugh is infectious and the crowd behind her starts laughing too. Irving stops a few feet away from, twirling his whip at his side. As he stares at me with those pure black eyes, my heart beat picks up. I don’t show my fear but I feel it.
As Irving brings the whip up, I close my eyes and brace for the impact. The whip makes a crackling sound and just before it makes contact with my skin I jerk in my seat. I grab at the seat in front of me as I try to catch my breath. I hate reliving those horrid nightmares. It was bad enough living them.



Blood Burdens (Book 2)

Published December 18th 2012
ISBN13 B00APNQXVM

As someone with four Shadow bloodlines, Racquel is uniquely unwelcome even among her fellow werewolves, shape-shifters, vampires, and witches. Growing up, she was bullied and tormented for being a “hybrid,” a condition frowned upon by Shadow society. After saving her sister and a number of other kidnapped Shadows from a diabolical plot to create a Shadow army, many have found a new respect for Racquel, but she is far from accepted in Shadow society, and the evil is far from over.
To complicate matters, Racquel now finds herself torn between two brothers. Coy is caring and has helped Racquel through her struggles, and Micah, who Racquel has only met once but who is somehow, having dream conversations with him. Racquel becomes torn between following her heart while breaking it at the same time.
In the second installment of the Shadow World series, Racquel and her sister Addie face off with the Shadow leaders against a threat that could bring the world to its knees. Power will be pushed to its limit, hearts will be broken, and some will pay the ultimate price as Racquel and her group of Shadows fight against an ancient evil that is determined to make the earth bleed and Racquel with it.

Blood Burdens ( Book 2)
Prologue
I try controlling my breathing as my body trembles with pain. My blood courses through my body like lava down a mountainside, scorching my veins. My heart races as sweat rolls down my face. The pain has eased some since the first day, and it’s getting a little better by the day. I still wish for death, though. That would be better than the pain and fear.
A shiver runs down my spine as I listen to Cerelia and Edwin argue. They have been doing this for weeks since the others were taken. Cerelia’s main concern is how to proceed, while Edwin worries about his granddaughter. I know the Vampire has doubts about what they are doing but believes he is doing the right thing, nonetheless. Of course, Cerelia is only after an army to gain power. Her relentless need to control the Shadow World is unwavering.
“Edwin will you calm yourself? Everything is aligning itself for our success. Soon they will not know what hole to hide in or what rock to hide under.” Cerelia’s eyes gleam with joy. Her blood-red lips pull back into a menacing smirk.
My fangs extend as another wave of hunger hits. This has to be the most excruciating part. The thirst and hunger has been hitting me every few hours since I woke up in the laboratory. I came to with my throat and esophagus burning intensely. It had felt like I had thrown up stomach acid for hours. My stomach was in knots, sending stabbing pains through my abdomen, making me double over with the pain.
Cerelia tried reassuring me with her false smile and fake sincerity. She told me that everything would get better, that my body needed the blood to help finish the binding. Regular food didn’t offer enough substance, blood did but the binding burned through it so fast that I was facing hunger pangs every hour or so.
Edwin had brought along a few human girls that he’d captured in Greenland, but after I killed the first one, he decided to keep me on blood bags. Cerelia frowned on this, telling Edwin that I needed to embrace my true nature. That was another heated argument they held every time it was time for me to eat. Cerelia wanted me to embrace my true nature, Edwin wanted me to control myself, and I just wanted death.
I sigh with relief as Cerelia grabs a blood bag from the ice chest, bringing it over. Her eyes glisten with pride as she regards me. I hate the way she constantly refers to me as if I’m her child, someone she created and who she believes will do all her biding. I want to escape from that look, to fight them off and run away.


About this author

Brandy Nacole resides in Arkansas where her imagination runs wild. Reading is her passion and writing is her obsession. Whenever she's not reading or writing, Brandy is spending time with her family and friends, throwing around crazy ideas, and laughing through the crazy moments.



The Twelfth Keeper
Published January 22nd 2013
ISBN 148052725 (ISBN13: 9781482052725)


When sixteen-year-old Kennedy Mitchell is proclaimed the world’s last keeper, she thinks it’s a cruel joke. Come on- her? Impossible. She’s no warrior. She isn’t wise beyond her years, or more importantly, capable of keeping Earth safe.
Except...no one will listen. And since all evidence says otherwise, the job is hers whether she likes it or not.
During the highly demanding training regime that follows, Kennedy struggles to fit in with Earth’s renowned protectors. Especially Phoenix Jorgensen, who openly despises her. Problem is, he may be the only one she can trust. The keepers have big secrets surrounding them. Secrets Kennedy isn’t comfortable knowing, much less being apart of. With Phoenix’s help, she’ll have to find a way out.
Either that, or die trying.

About this author

I don't consider myself a writer. I'm a storyteller.
My two great loves are books and coffee. If it weren't for books, my heart wouldn't feel as full. And if it weren't for coffee, I wouldn't know what mornings are. That being said, the guy at Starbucks knows me well. He sings to me sometimes.
I live in Orlando, Florida with my family and two rescue mutts. Their personalities are like night and day. One is gold. The other is black. The gold one doesn't like to sleep in. Before I've had my coffee, we are enemies.

Excerpt From The Twelfth Keeper

Prologue


“You’re smiling.”

“That, I am.”

“You said you wouldn’t smile again until we found her.”

The general pressed a button. A three-dimensional image of a young girl appeared. Wild, auburn hair. Bright aquamarine eyes, glinting with all the colors and ferocity of a tidal wave. “Jorgensen, we have found her. This is the twelfth.”

Chilling tingles iced down Phoenix Jorgensen’s spine. He froze, paralyzed, stricken by disbelief. So many questions filled his mind, but he couldn’t push the words from his lips. He could barely remember to breathe.

All he could do was stare.

He stood motionless, breathless, staring at the girl’s image. 

It couldn’t be true. 

She couldn’t be the one.

She was just...a girl. Nothing special or extraordinary there. In her image, she looked pensive. Her mouth curved up just slightly. Almost a smile, but not quite. What do you find so fascinating?

Phoenix felt his hand twitch. He lifted it to her rosy cheek. Light splayed around his fingers, disrupting the image.

He pulled back, his stomach twisting. “Why did you send for me, General?”
A few moments passed before Phoenix heard an answer.

“I’ve chosen you to confirm this discovery, Jorgensen. I assume you’ll feel it when you’re in her presence?”

Of course. The feeling. 

It had been so long since he felt it, he’d almost forgotten. If the girl truly was the twelfth, he would feel it again. He would feel...whole.

“Yes, sir,” Phoenix answered. “I’ll know if it’s her.”

“Good to hear, Jorgensen.” The general clapped him on the back. “You leave at once.”

The sound of footsteps echoed down the hall as the general departed. Phoenix stayed behind, unable to turn off the image just then. Unable to watch those expressive eyes fade away. Unable to wrap his head around the girl standing before him. This was not how he imagined her.

Nothing special.

He sighed, giving into the belief that he just might be delusional.





Our Own Worst Enemies
Published January 2013 by Prose by Design
ASIN
B00B6BHE2O
Zombies suck. Seriously. For the past year they’ve been making Callie’s life a living hell, and things are only getting worse. With the undead population on the rise and supplies becoming scarce something needs to give.
When rumors of an enclave that’s safe and well stocked reach Callie and her neighbor Josh, they decide to brave the dangerous streets in search of some long lost peace.
Will it turn out to be everything they’ve ever dreamed of, or will it be, as Callie fears, too good to be true?


About this author

Jamie Canosa is a full time author of YA literature, which she absolutely loves. When she’s not writing or spending time with her family, she can usually be found with her nose in a book. She currently resides in Ravena, NY with her wonderful husband and three crazy kids . . . plus the dog, the bird and the rabbit.



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Our Own Worst Enemies By Jamie Canosa
Excerpt

Chapter 1 (only first part)
I slid under the kitchen table and held my breath. The damn thing was in the house. Unbefreaking-lievable. Anyone with half a brain would have actually brought the shotgun downstairs with them this morning, but oh no, not me. Now I was destined to be that cliché dumb blonde in every bad horror flick ever made, who goes running up the stairs when she should be heading out the front door. Except this wasn’t a movie. This was my life, and here the front door may actually have been the stupider of the two options.
A low, guttural groan came from the living room. It was getting closer, sniffing me out like some kind of macabre bloodhound. Well, not me in particular, that would really suck, just fresh meat in general. Any uninfected tissue was like a beacon to those things. It continued towards my hiding spot, bumping off of every object in its path and sending who knows what crashing to the floor. I was going to have to thank it later . . . with a shotgun round to the face.
Shuffling into the kitchen, it headed straight for me. Shoot, this was not working. Thanks to their super sniffers, hiding was about as useful as screaming like a little girl. Pathetic. I leaned back on the palms of my hands and thrust my legs forward as hard as I could. A kitchen chair went flying, hitting its mark with impressive precision. The wretched thing stumbled backwards and slammed into the counter. I didn’t stick around to see what it was going to do next. I shot like the bullet I was so desperately seeking up the stairs and down the hallway to the second door on the right.
My vision swept over the pig-pen in front of me. How exactly was I supposed to find anything in this mess? Great, my tomb stone could read Here Lies Callie Winter. Died Because She Was a Slob. On my second panicked sweep, the black metal barrel caught my eye propped between my bed and the wall. Great place for it.
I lunged for the bed just as the door slammed open behind me. One thing these things were not was subtle. It was a man in his late forties, or at least it had been at some point. Now he was nothing other than a carrier. His left leg was bent out at an awkward angle but he didn’t seem bothered by it. Nor by the sunken eye socket in his face. Long, gaping sores ran along his flesh which was blackened in some areas and his lower jaw hung oddly from the rest of his skull. Yeah, this guy, whoever he was, was long gone now.
All that remained was the damn parasite that came from God only knows where. We never had a chance to actually figure that much out before it ceased to really matter anymore. Half the population was infected, and the rest of us were just trying to survive. There was a technical name for it, of course. Something with a hundred letters that ended in itis and was utterly unpronounceable, but everyone who wasn’t a doctor or scientist simply referred to it as the ‘Zombie Disease.’ Easier to say, and let’s face it, that’s exactly what it was. It wormed its way into a host through any kind of exchange of bodily fluids and in essence took control. It started with a headache, nothing more serious than a migraine, and then progressed to full blown hallucinations. The final straw was the sores, raw bloodied sections of skin where the infection had already begun to eat away at the host from within in a matter of hours. The person the host used to be ceased to exist as the parasite used their animated corpses, all the while munching away on their brains like an in-flight snack. That was a major part of its genius. Shooting an invading parasite would be easy enough, but shooting a parasite masquerading as a loved one— your mother or brother? That is infinitely more difficult. Turns out we were our own worst enemies.




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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

#YABound Swoon ~ Check out a Swoon Worthy Scene



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Swoon Scene:

Coy tilts my head up to look me in the eyes. He leans down, asking permission before bringing our lips together in a soft sweet kiss. His lips softly brush over mine.The kiss slowly becomes more passionate. His lips push hard and swiftly against mine, intoxicating me. He places his hands around my waist pulling me onto his lap. Now I’m cradled over him, my lips working and moving passionately against his. His hands wander up and down my back, down my legs, over my arms. He keeps pulling me closer like he can’t get enough of me.I run my hands under his shirt, feeling his skin burn against my palms. I want to rip his shirt completely off of him. Go where I never thought I would. The desire to feel alive and wanted overwhelms me. His touch brings my lonely emotions to the surface. A part of me tries showing reason, reminding me that this is a little fast, that he could hurt me in a matter of seconds. The other part of me lashes out at my reasoning. I could be dead in a few hours, and if not I still want him, still want his touch.


Uniquely Unwelcome

Kindle Edition, Second Edition, 267 pages
Published September 20th 2012 (first published June 1st 2012)
ASIN B009E96084


Being unique isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
After searching all over the world for someone as unique as she is, Racquel finds herself back in her home town where she’s treated like a monster ready to kill. Racquel is one of the most unique beings ever created. Four of the most powerful beings in the Shadow World are intertwined within her, making up her unique DNA. But no matter how unique her bloodline is, she’s considered an outcast by the entire Shadow World.
Once arriving home, Racquel finds that greater evils exist and that the person she cares for most in this world, her half-sister Addie, has been kidnapped along with other Shadow World beings. Racquel finds herself facing horrible odds with those who would rather see her dead than alive.
As her journey continues, Racquel learns more about herself, what she is capable of, and that not every being looks at her as an abomination. Coy, a human captive that Racquel saves from the Vampires, starts showing kindness toward her. Racquel tries putting distance between her and the human boy but as they spend more time together it becomes harder and harder for Racquel to fight the affection she wants and needs.
But will Coy’s friendship and her new found discoveries be enough to help Racquel unravel the strangest mystery that has ever plagued the Shadow World?

 If you like the sound of this book, go read my review with more teasers and an excerpt Here.