Come Celebrate A Holiday Shopping Extravaganza

So the craziness of the holidays has commenced…Black Friday, Cyber Monday that both somehow last way longer than the day of the week they are named after. So as I’ve been jumping from store to store (both brick & mortar and internet stores) I thought to myself…

“Hey self, you should do your own sale. Don’t your readers deserve that?”

And the answer is yes you do. Now to figure out what to call it…Black-Cyber-Every-Day-of-the-Week?

So I am having a sale for you! IN SICKNESS AND IN ELF the first book in my paranormal wedding planner series is just 99 cents for a limited time! If you’re looking for a book to escape the holiday hustle with – this is the one for you!

Recipe for a great read: Take a wedding…add fangs, fur, and fairy dust and stir!

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Halloween Treats (Excerpt) Coming Your Way!

Last week, I celebrated Halloween with parties and costumes! This year, I dressed up as a Minion. What do you think?

I got a kick out of it and the costume was like wearing a warm hug all day long.

I also bought something appropriate for celebrating the Halloween season. In the past, I have had trouble not buying Halloween decorations. This year I controlled myself (for the most part) until I saw this pillow.

Now how could I walk away from that? I am the Queen of Halloween – self appointed – but still true.

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And as the Queen of Halloween, I am giving you a treat today (better than a trick, I think).

Attached below is an excerpt from DEMONS ARE FOREVER, the third book in my Realm Trilogy that releases one week from today on the 12th!

Chapter 1

Sergei Chesnokov was a demon without purpose. A pathetic admission, especially for someone two hundred forty-five years old, but true nonetheless.

The bell sounded, announcing that the plane had taxied to the gate and passengers could leave their seats, and the people around him leapt into action. Always the same–everyone trying to wrestle with bags that were too big and should never have been in the overhead to begin with, then jockeying for position to rush off the plane to their newest adventure, only to have to wait for their connecting flight or ride.

Sergei used to be like them, traveling throughout the world for the past century to experience everything it had to offer, and using his camera to capture it. So much anticipation. Hell, he had been one of the first to cross the ocean on a commercial flight. There was something about being the first that appealed to him. Maybe being the third son played into it. Growing up, he had never been the first to do anything…except disappoint his father.

“Is everything okay, sir?”

The plane was empty, the flight attendant looking at him with concern. “Yes. I’m fine. I’m not in a rush, so I decided to let everyone else get off first.”

She smiled. “It is a bit crazy, isn’t it?”

Sergei pulled his backpack out from under the seat in front of him and stood. “Yes.” He grabbed his appropriately-sized duffel from the overhead as well.

She walked with him to the front of the plane. “Is Chicago your home?”

Chicago. He’d forgotten where he was for a moment. Nonstop traveling did that. “No. I’m not home. Have a good day.”

The teeming crowd of people had him stopping in the middle of the terminal to get his bearings. He hadn’t been in the States for a while now, and it always took a few days to acclimate to the craziness. Next step was to grab something to eat and then figure out where he wanted to go next.

Sergei pulled his phone out and switched out of airplane mode. In seconds, it beeped, telling him he had a voice mail. He frowned at the name—Irina, his grandmother. She insisted that he call her on Sundays if he was in an area that actually had cell phone service.

The call came in an hour ago – five pm on a Tuesday. His stomach twisted. Something had to be wrong.

Sergei hurried over to the wall, dropped his duffel at his feet, hit play, and listened.

“Sergei, you need to come home. Aleksei is in grave danger. Call the following number and talk to Kyle. She’ll pick you up at the airport and explain everything. Please, Grandson. Your family needs you.”

Sergei’s chest tightened. What kind of message was that? What had happened to his brother?

He called his grandmother’s cell, but it went to voice mail. Then he listened to her message again and wrote down the number for this Kyle person before rushing to the ticket counter. Luckily only one person stood in front of him. He studied the flight screens while he waited. A flight to Cleveland left in less than an hour. Stepping up to the counter, he booked a seat on the plane even though the ticket agent said he would have to run to make it.

Ticket in hand, he ran toward the gate and yelled for them to stop before they closed the door. He clambered onto the plane, stuffed his duffel into an overhead, and dialed the number his grandmother had given him. The person answered on the second ring.

“Sergei?”

“How—”

“Irina gave me your number before she left. Where are you?”

“I’m in Chicago, and just got on a plane for Cleveland, so I should be there in an hour.”

“Good. I’ll be at arrivals waiting for you. I’ll be in a black van.”

“What’s going on, Kyle? Where’s my grandmother?”

“Your family is trying to help Aleksei.”

Sergei let out a breath at the use of present tense. “So he’s not dead.”

“No. I’ll explain everything to you as soon as I can, but it would be better to do it in person.”

Sergei gripped the phone tighter and opened his mouth to argue.

A flight attendant stopped beside him. “I’m sorry, sir. You’ll have to turn off your phone now.”

“I’ll call you when I land, Kyle.” Sergei hung up the phone and flipped it into airplane mode as the plane taxied down the runway.

He leaned against the headrest and rubbed his hands on his jeans.

“Are you okay, son?”

He hadn’t been paying attention to anyone when he boarded, and he turned to look at the older human female next to him who’d made the comment.

“I’m fine.”

“Are you afraid to fly?”

He shook his head. “No.”

“Are you traveling for work?”

He wanted to ignore her questions, but he had been taught to respect elders, even though he was older than she was by at least a hundred years. “I’m visiting my family.”

“Ah. Families are both wonderful and stressful. I hope your trip home is a happy one.” She picked up the book in her lap and thankfully began to read.

Home. He didn’t have a real home anymore. And now the family he had for all intents and purposes abandoned was in trouble. His grandmother had been telling him for a while now to come home, but he always made excuses. Now he didn’t know what awaited him.

He hadn’t spoken to either of his brothers in a long time. He had little in common with his older brother, Misha, and the last conversation he had with Aleksei had ended in an argument. What if those were the last words they would ever speak to each other?

Sergei ran his hands over his face. He had a lot to make up for. He just hoped he wasn’t too late.

So did that entice you??? The Queen of Halloween hopes so!

Releases November 12th – PreOrder:  Amazon  iBooks  Nook  Kobo

Release Day: Demons Are A Girl’s Best Friend

It’s release day, it’s release day! DEMONS ARE A GIRL’S BEST FRIEND is available for your reading pleasure.

I am so happy to celebrate with you and Aleksei today. And of course, Misha plays a part as well in the story (as does Kyle – she wouldn’t have it any other way). Plus we finally get to meet baby brother, Sergei too. Which makes sense after all since in less than a month, his book will be coming out as well!

But enough about Sergei. This is Aleksei’s day and he is expecting me to spread the word. He tried to give me a project plan for release day, but I told him I had it under control! I did agree to color-coordinate my outfit with his amazing cover. There needs to be compromise in a relationship, right?

As usual, here is my release day tiara pic.

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Aleskei is looking quite dapper if I do say so myself. See that little smirk on his face? He’s obviously up to something, but then, when isn’t Aleksei up to something?

Thanks for joining the celebration today, we appreciate it!

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When my Characters Decide to Branch out to Video! (aka Book Trailer Teaser!)

One week until DEMONS WILL BE DEMONS releases! I can’t tell you how excited Misha is that his story will finally be told. This week, I’ll post a couple times to share some more about the book (with Misha’s help, of course).

Today, Misha asked me for a book trailer. Since Misha is a TV and movie junkie, that really shouldn’t surprise you. He has been telling everyone that he is now a movie star. A bit of an exaggeration, but Misha will be Misha…

Check out the trailer below or click HERE. It’s thirty seconds…come on…you know you want to. Misha would really appreciate it!

When a Writer Dreams of Being a Director

Hello my friends! I’m excited to let you know that DEMONS ARE FOREVER, book three in the Realm trilogy is now available for preorder! Yahoo! You can click HERE for more information.

In the meantime, to celebrate all three brothers up for preorder, I have created a little video…yes, this writer has dreams of being a director. And since Hollywood hasn’t called me yet, I’ll keep making these videos to celebrate my books.

Check it out below, or click HERE to watch 60 seconds of fun!

 

Anticipation

Years ago (actually decades ago) I can remember several commercials showing ketchup pouring oh so slowly out of the bottle as Carly Simon sang Anticipation. And that song has been playing repeatedly in my head today.

Maybe it’s because I am so excited that next Monday is COVER REVEAL day. And here is a little secret for you. I can’t wait to show you the covers to my new trilogy coming this fall. I am so excited about it, that I will be giving you a cover reveal for the entire Realm Series. Which means you will see not one, not two, but THREE covers next week.

Yay! There will also be a Realm cover reveal video and a teaser too. Icing on that awesome cake, right?

I have found over the years that for me the excitement of gift giving is not when I receive something, but when I get to watch my friends and family unwrap something from me. And this same emotion carries over in my writing to my readers. So next week, you get to see the covers for the first time. Misha, Aleksei, and Sergei can’t wait to meet you!

Baby Brother Wants His Turn

My previous two blogs showcased a teaser from Misha and Aleksei’s upcoming books in my new Realm series. So you shouldn’t be shocked to learn that Sergei, the youngest brother of the demon trio wants his turn too.

Each brother have hurdles to overcome before finding their special someone. And don’t think their mates will let them get off easy. Heck no! That’s what makes the journey so wonderful.

So here goes… Sergei

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When Characters Demand Attention

So my characters have been talking to me. They want to know why I’m not sharing their stories yet with you. I have tried to explain that publishing is a process. There are edits, proofreads, covers, formatting, etc. And this takes time. Fall will be here before we know it and their stories will be in your hands.

But here’s the thing. My trio of heroes are impatient, alpha demons. So as a compromise, I’m going to share a couple lines from Misha’s book tonight since he can’t wait for you all to get a taste. And then I’m sure Aleksei and Sergei will weigh in on this battle of wills and want quotes from their stories as well.

All in due time, right?

So here goes…

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Looks like Misha’s got himself into a pickle, huh? We’ll just have to see how things play out. If I know Misha, he’ll work it out with the help of his family and friends.

Stay tuned.

 

Less Words do NOT Mean Less Work

Did I get your attention with the title, my friends? You would think that the less words a writer has to write, the easier things would be, right?

I’m here to disagree. Sometimes the EASIEST thing to write is the novel itself. Thousands upon thousands of words that come out and develop into a story. What becomes difficult is when you are trying to write less to describe more.

What do I mean? There is the book blurb, also known as the back cover copy. A couple of paragraphs to reflect mood, plot, characters, etc. Not an easy task for sure and I have bemoaned blurb writing in past blogs. Today I am going to talk about something even shorter in the word department, but not easier.

What is it? Drum roll please …….

The Title

Yep, imagine writing a book and then sitting down and trying to determine in five words or less what you are going to call it. Many of my book titles are two words. Oh, the pain.

With my new trilogy, I have been having an extremely hard time finding titles that fit. That make me say “That’s it!”

First, I started with using the brothers’ names as titles. Then I decided that didn’t work and went on to two word titles – dozens and dozens of two word titles that I played with and that needed to coordinate since I have to come up with three titles.

Now I have graduated to titles that are phrases, and I’m finally close to finalizing them! A lot of work, for sure. But when I release these stories into the world, the title (or bow) has to top the wrapping (or cover).

How else will I entice people to rip it open, and dive inside?

Dream a Little Dream

I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a dreamer. I can’t remember a time where my imagination didn’t have me hatching stories in my head. It started as a child, reading stories and imagining what other things could happen to the characters. Then as I grew it morphed into TV shows and movies. I often wonder “what if”. What if the 90 minute movie continued on? What if the main character in my favorite show did this instead of what happened in the episode I just watched?

A lot of people are dreamers, what makes me different is that I’ve decided to write them down. Take the imagination that is churning most of the time in my head and give it a healthy outlet through my stories and characters. Characters that at certain moments I actually hear in my head.

Right now, with writing in Misha’s world, I am hearing a lot of Russian accents and belly laughs. In the very least my imagination provides comic relief.

There’s something necessary about dreaming of worlds were good defeats evil and love triumphs. Why not share those dreams with others?

Yep, I’m a dreamer. And I don’t think that will change anytime soon.