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Hinder by Kristin Ping

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Title: Hinder
Series: Guardian of Monsters #1
Author: Kristin Ping
Publication date: May 15th 2018
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal

 
36066333Ethan Sutcliff seems like a normal seventeen-year-old—at least that’s what he’s trying to portray. In a secret society run by the Supernaturals, Ethan is what witches call a Bender. Benders are Witches’ Guardians, who are able to control a witches’ ability, bend it, or move it away from harming humans. In Ethan’s case, he is able to bend the Earth element. But at the age of fifteen, he lost all connection to it, and the reasons behind it could only mean one of two things: His Wielder is either dead, or hiding out somewhere.

Alex Burgendorf has been living in her aunt’s locket for the past sixteen years with her mother—a Fire Wielder, and her father—a Water Wielder. For sixteen years, her parents vowed to protect her, and they have, as she is the last Earth wielding witch. However, time is running out. Alex must find her Bender, or the fate of the Supernaturals might be at stake.

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Before Sentinels it was just earth Wielders. That was how powerful they were and Ethan was the lucky boy that was going to be part of that. He was going to become the next earth Wielder’s protector in every way possible.

Tears formed in Ethan’s eyes, but he refused to let them roll down his cheek. He tried so hard to live up to his element, to be strong and special.

Sad that the boy didn’t know how strong or special he already was. Maybe it was my fault as a father, as a parent.

I wanted to tell Natalie that she should stop making him feel so terrible. He was just exploring. But what good would that do? We would just end up fighting again. I was so tired of our fights. Shoulders slumped, I turned to go inside. That was when I heard the roar of engines.

The hair on my arms and neck stood straight. Adrenaline poured into my blood like jet fuel and my heartbeat skyrocketed as I turned to see Natalie running toward me across the yard, jerking little Ethan along by the hand.

“Get rid of them. Now.” She shouldered past me into the house.

No one had seen what Ethan had done, right? No, it wasn’t possible. Was it?

Three black Jeeps and a silver one careened into the driveway, spitting gravel behind their shiny black tires. I leaped off the steps but then composed myself. With great effort, I slowed to a sedate walk. I had to try to make this farmhouse seem like any other sleepy home on this continent—even though it was far from it.

Who are these people? What are they doing here?

They weren’t Necrocretors. Necrocretors didn’t use Jeeps or SUVs to make their entrances. Whoever they were, they were driving fast. Too fast.

As they pulled closer, the sun glinted off the tinted windows and blinded me. Then when they turned an angle, I saw it. It was the outline of a barrel.

I dove for the willow. Bullets shredded bark above my head. Splinters and sawdust flew everywhere.

My back was firmly against the tree, safe from the bullets, or so I hoped. Thank goodness he grew a fully mature tree, I marveled. Otherwise I’d be dead.

I recited words that hadn’t touched my tongue in years. I carried them in my skin on my tattoo, across my chest, close to my heart. A phrase scribbled in Latin that I’ve learned at a very young age: Estque vel me vel.

Its meaning was simple: It is either them or me.

If someone had to die, it wasn’t going to be me.

I took out the Zippo in my back pocket, closed my eyes, and used my diaphragmatic breathing exercises to calm my heart.

More gunshots sizzled overhead. Bits of the porch railing and the willow bar exploded. The air filled with the scent of sulfur and singed wood.

I took a deep breath.

Then I flicked the flint.

 
Author Bio:

KristinKristin resides in South Africa with her husband, two beautiful girls and two bulldogs that tries to eat her house.
She has been writing for the past eight years and her first debut novel, Hinder: A Bender’s novel will be published 2018 by Fire Quill Publishing.

When she isn’t writing, she is spending her time with her family, or trying to teach her two bulldogs to not eat her house.

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The Peradon Fantasy Series by Daccari Buchelli

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 Series: The Peradon Fantasy Series
Author: Daccari Buchelli
Genre: YA Fantasy
 

Phoenix

Book 1

PhoenixAWARDS2_376x600No power is greater than the one you’re willing to sacrifice.

Princess Violetta Flame lives her life according to rule, but those rules require her to pay a heavy price. Haunted by a devastating loss, she longs for freedom. When a handsome ruler takes a special interest in her, she senses greater things lie ahead, but behind the handsome façade lies a dark secret – one that can usurp her efforts and cast her back into the life she detested.

The throne was never promised to Emperor Ryore Frost, but now that he has ultimate power, his world is filled with possibilities. Citizens bow at his feet, but their fleeting adoration is no match for his obsession with the young Flame Princess. As his feelings for the staunchly independent princess grow, a new threat emerges, bent on undermining his efforts and betraying his sensibilities.

When past tragedies, malevolent behaviour, and strong wills collide, which will reign supreme?

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      The hair at the back of her neck bristled. Violetta raced to the window, peering through the onslaught of rain.
      A shadow drifted across the palace grounds. She tried to make out its features, dark and blurry as it was through the rain, but the distance proved too great a challenge.
      ‘Xyhoni? Elinor?’
      Violetta stepped back, adrenaline surging through her veins. What if something happened to them? She made for the door when a low groan saw her twist. A lump had appeared in her daughter’s bed. Relief settled over her. Elinor is merely playing a game- that’s it, and Xyhoni has popped out to fetch her some supper.
      Half-smiling, Violetta crept toward the bed.
      ‘I wonder who could be hiding beneath these covers.’ She spoke in a light, sing-song voice, grasping hold of the bed-clothes to lift them away.
      All trace of a smile slipped from her face- she couldn’t breathe. The hardwood wall met her back as her stomach heaved, spilling its contents upon the lush carpet.
      ‘Help! Somebody, please!’ she cried.

 

 

Symbiote

Book 2

Releases December 25th, 2017!!
9780995768321_376x600In order to save the ones you love, you must be prepared to risk it all.

Five years have passed since that fateful day at the Frost Estate and Violetta fails to shake the memories of her husband’s demise. Her daughter Elinor cannot know of the part she played, but that is only one of the Flame Queen’s problems.

With a mysterious storm blanketing the whole of Peradon, Violetta, with the help of Lord Jork and Xyhoni, sets out to uncover its source. The last thing she expected was for her only child to vanish and for a troublesome rumour to be circling Peradon.

At her wits end, Violetta must journey through the four realms in search of anyone who can help to find her daughter, but- is she willing to accept the help of a traitor?

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Excerpt #2:

      Xyhoni remained perfectly still, preparing to draw more power from his core when his eyes fixed on a waking nightmare.
      A pack of snarling dark-hounds sat on their haunches beneath a willow tree. Saliva hung from their jowls in silvery threads, their noses upturned as they sniffed the air.
      Xyhoni willed his muscles to work, to shuffle back from this gruesome scene, but no- his body simply refused to work.
      He stared at the canines with their dripping fangs. There was a reason the hounds had yet to attack and with this realization came a splutter of bile.
      Piled high beneath the hounds were the rotting carcasses of fellow sprites and elves. There must have been hundreds of them- men, women and children alike. Their limbs stuck out at odd angles, broken and bloodied.
      ‘Dear Gods!’ How he wasn’t vomiting, Xyhoni didn’t know.
      Every crimson eye shot his way as his breathing hitched, alerting the hounds. Run, came his inner voice. But he couldn’t move. How could he?
      Wait! Yes, of course.
      Vines shot from Xyhoni to the nearest trees, propelling him along their lengths. He was forced to duck low-hanging branches, several slapping him repeatedly across the face.
      His pace quickened, hauling him out of the dense clearing, right into the midst of an elaborate maze.
      ‘Damn it!’
      Mild sensation returned to his body. He glanced to his sword-hand, hoping to finally draw the blade.
      His fingers remained lifeless.
      ‘Darn it all.’ Xyhoni squeezed his eyes shut and drew more power to the surface of his skin. ‘Rock wall,’ he muttered. He focused on the composition of the ground at his feet. Sweat poured from his golden flesh as the earth shuddered, shifting place.
      Fierce barks rang out through the maze. Xyhoni saw jagged fangs and feral snouts round the corner and poured yet more magic into his efforts. Rock began to stretch up from the ground, forming a steadily climbing tower before him. He swept his vines out to one side and swung back as a hound snapped at his palm, narrowly missing his alchemist’s sigil.

 

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      A feral roar exploded, causing Xyhoni’s hands to fly to his ears. Smoke billowed up around their shield. Within seconds, the flames extinguished.
      Before them towered a majestic beast. It held an almost regal pose with its neck upturned against the chill. Four fur-lined paws sported dangerous talons, sharp as any soldier’s blade.
      ‘A lion?’
      The mighty beast let out a second roar, its body burning with a brilliant mass of yellows and reds. Xyhoni stared, spell-bound. King Eagan had never taught his daughter how to conjure such things- not that Xyhoni knew.
      Across the clearing, Lord Jork waited, concealed in his own hastily-summoned shield. His ruby eyes were wide, fixed above the lion’s bulk, where Violetta’s Phoenix wings were spread wide. Her head was thrown back in a clearly unconscious state.
      Another thunderous roar. The Guardian glided closer, causing the lion’s hackles to raise.
      Xyhoni watched as each approached their prey. A spear of ice extended from the Guardian as the lion’s lips curled back, baring fangs like gleaming sabres.
      ‘Come on,’ Xyhoni whispered, ‘What are you waiting for?’
      The two creatures gazed into each-other, as though judging one-another’s souls. He noticed Violetta’s wings slowing, her flames dimming as her strength faded.
      ‘What is it waiting for?’ echoed Arlas.
      Xyhoni jerked, having expected to feel the warm tingling of breath. There was none.
      The Guardian’s spear rose into the air, preparing to launch in the lion’s direction. Claws ground into the snow and in desperation, Xyhoni cried- ‘Attack!’
      The lion’s flaming form shot forward. The Guardian’s spear was ripped from its arm, crunched into two by colossal jaws. If it tried to back up, Xyhoni saw no sign.
      The lion struck. Pin-sharp fangs ripped into the Guardian’s icy flesh, shaking the body still clutched in its jaws. Vicious canines seized hold of its chest and tore out what appeared to be a pulsing stone. With that final act, the Guardian’s icy form dissolved on the spot.

 

About the Author:
daccariBorn in 1993, British writer Daccari Buchelli spends his time focusing on his favourite genre, Fantasy. Having developed an early love of literature, he became determined to create his own magical wonderlands for fellow readers to explore. He spent his teenage years working on several Fantasy novellas, which he has yet to release to the general public.

He has since released the first book in a new Fantasy series, which revolves around young royals and the elemental magic that they possess. As an active member of the LGBT+ community, Mr Buchelli hopes to help reduce intolerance and bullying by promoting acceptance and understanding of those different to ourselves.

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Blood Bound Series by J.L. Meyers

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Series: Blood Bound
Author: J.L. Meyers
Genre: Paranormal Romance

A page-turning paranormal series for fans of Twilight and A Shade of Vampire.

 

What Lies Inside

Book 1

Amelia never asked to unleash her inner vampire…she never even knew it existed.

What-Lies-Inside-Kindle_401x600Amelia is sucked into a nightmare and killed at the hungry fangs of a monster…but then she wakes up and everything has changed. Her whole life has been a lie. What she thought she was—human—is nothing but a disguise, one she never even knew she was wearing.

Amelia is a vampire and she always has been.

Her family and even best friend Kendrick have known the truth all along, a lie they claim they kept to protect her. Sixteen going-on-forever, Amelia’s violent hunger could quiet a classroom in seconds. It could expose them and lead to her death. Killing for blood is forbidden—but vampires aren’t the only ones enforcing the rules.

Another race exists that is more than willing to keep the toll down by any means they see fit.

With her life spiraling, Amelia lives in fear of the day she finally loses control. The day she finally kills in cold blood. But then she meets Ty, a guy who is strangely familiar and hides a dark and dangerous secret of his own, and everything changes. Amelia senses Ty’s unnatural strength and, even more than that, for the first time she feels safe from herself.

But lies and secrets won’t stay buried forever as her telling dreams turn into warnings. Amelia is unaware of the superior power she possesses and the danger she is in. Not everyone is who they claim to be. Not even Ty. Falling for him will be impossible not to do, but staying alive after that?
Falling in love may just cost Amelia everything: her friends, her family…even her life.

Warning – This book contains some language and sexual situations.
Coming of age/ Vampire/ Paranormal Romance

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      “Calm down? Calm down!” My breathing was fast and ragged. The room was beginning to spin. Whatever was happening to me was their fault. It had to be. My lungs began to ache. I couldn’t breathe. I needed air. Even more than that, I needed to get out of here. I needed to be far away from them with their expressions of pitying fear. “You made me a monster. I hate you for this!”
      I launched from the marble counter, shot through to the entryway and escaped out the front door. The cool night air hit me as my feet pounded the gravel driveway. A spray of white snow kicked up behind me. I could feel my muscles lengthening and retracting like tightly coiled springs, pushing me forward at an inhuman speed. Houses flew past in a monochrome blur. My eyes focused only in front of me. Freezing wind whipped past my face and into my eyes. In the T-shirt and jeans I had on, the wind chill should have bit into my skin. Should have, but didn’t. I wasn’t even cold. These changes inside me further confirmed my fears. They were telling the truth. I was a…
vampire.
      I shook the unbelievable word from my mind and focused on the pavement as the balls of my feet hit harder and faster. I knew my intended destination. The night club my best friend, Kendrick, visited every Friday when he wasn’t off snowboarding. Right now I needed his support, and hoped for his undying loyalty. Seething fear surged adrenaline through my body and gripped me from within. What if he thought I was a monster too? Imagining his reaction terrified me. How could he accept this…this living nightmare I was becoming?
      The passing houses fell behind me, replaced by commercial strips. I pushed myself faster still, keeping to the shadows and somehow passing with ease the moving cars on the streets. I pulled to an abrupt halt after taking a shortcut through an unlit alley. To the right was the club’s entrance, with a bright flashing neon sign above the doorway.
Pulse.
      A solid-built bouncer manning the door caught sight of me as I neared. “ID?” It was clear from his smirk that he knew I was underage.
      I gulped, shrugging my shoulders. “Please, I just need to find my friend.”
      The bouncer’s smirk thinned into a humorless line. “No ID, no entry.”
      Like an irritating itch you can’t quite reach, his radiating aura of authority angered me. I squared my shoulders and clenched my jaw, staring him down. “Let me in.”
      The bouncer’s superior expression faltered. He blinked once, then slowly pulled back the velvet robe and stood aside. I darted through the entry, so relieved to be inside that I didn’t stop to question his split-second change in attitude.

 

Made By Design

Book #2

Hunted and anything but normal…even for a vampire.

Made-By-Design-Kindle_401x600Amelia Lamont’s return to normal vampire life is threatened with a horrific vision, while new dynamics about her link to The Sight drive her to keep her growing and intrusive power a secret. And then there’s Ty—her sexy werewolf boyfriend—but can he truly accept Amelia’s connection and deepening bond with Kendrick?

Although she’s escaped with her life for now, Amelia knows Caius is watching and waiting, preparing for the right moment to take back possession of his experiment—her. As she searches for the truth behind her creation, the fabric of the past is torn away, leaving her questioning whom she can truly trust…the deeper she digs, the darker her past becomes.

Amelia’s outlawed romance with her race’s mortal enemy will be put to the ultimate test when her increasingly debilitating dreams turn catastrophic. For in the end, the truth always finds a way to come out, and vampire law is as unforgiving as it is fatal.

Will Amelia’s forbidden love for Ty save them…or guarantee their death?

Warning – This book contains some language and sexual situations.
Coming of age/ Vampire/ Paranormal Romance.

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      The pulsing music hit me first, sending shockwave vibrations through my body and painfully through my ears. The smell, like walking straight into a brick wall, hit me second. Salt, body odor, alcohol, and a scent I’d never experienced before tonight: blood. My mouth watered while the other scents made me want to gag. Trying to ignore the draw of that new scent, I pushed myself away from the gyrating bodies on the strobe-lit dance floor and over to the bar. The scents dulled as my distance grew.
      With a ragged breath, I slid onto one of the barstools, scanning the busy crowd for Kendrick. Please be here.
      A guy’s strong cologne hit me even before he spoke. But it wasn’t Kendrick. It was Joel Nickel, a senior and, as star quarterback, the king of our school. “Hey, hot stuff,” he began with slurred speech, and then paused. “Hey, I know you. You’re a sophomore, Amily or something?” He smiled and winked. “Fake ID huh? Planning to get messy and have some fun tonight?”
      Part of me was thrilled that the superstar of our school was even acknowledging my existence. The other part just wanted him to leave so I could scope out Kendrick. “Amelia,” I said, and turned to the bar, hoping he’d get a clue and leave me the hell alone. He didn’t.
      Instead, he took a step closer. “Come on babe, how’s about a drink?”
      He was too close, standing only an inch from me. I could smell his blood under the astringent cologne, and worse than that, I could hear his quickening pulse.
      “No!” I snapped, muscles twitching, aching with thirst. “Go away.”
      Joel chuckled, amused. “Playing hard to get?” He inclined his lips to graze my ear. “I like a challenge.”
      His alcohol-drenched breath beat against my neck, sending a ripple down my spine. I could hear the blood pumping faster and louder through his body. Too close. Too freaking close!
      That already-too-familiar tingle danced across my gums. My mouth salivated. I went to move, to force myself away from him before I became the monster from my favorite Skillet song. His hand caught my shoulder, and it was more than I could take. His scent was now stronger, moving with arousal through his veins.
      No longer in control—no longer even myself—I spun on the spot and whispered, “Dark and secluded…”

 

Web of Lies

Book #3

The love of Amelia’s life is dead…but is Ty really gone forever?

Web-of-Lies-Kindle_401x600After Ty bled out in Amelia’s arms, the disappearance of his body sparked an unlikely union between mortal enemies to uncover what happened and if the lycan-hybrid is still alive—even though alive no longer has the same definition.

The Royal Vampire Council will take all necessary measures to protect Amelia, their vampire Oracle. The blooded daughter of a traitor, she is forced into seclusion from the human world to the Armaya—the vampires’ hidden Alaskan complex where even those in power have a hierarchy to answer to. The threat of the damned is escalating, and no royal is safe from the growing danger.

With her loyal best friend, Kendrick, at her side, Amelia will commit any act to uncover the story behind Ty’s disappearance. The only chance Amelia has to save her lost love is by learning to control her secret abilities—abilities gained through the engineered blood in Amelia’s veins. But as her chances of finding Ty alive dwindle, her feelings for Kendrick begin to grow.
Powers, obligation, budding love, and lost love. There are battles to be won, but is the life Amelia’s fighting for already six-feet under?

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      A victorious smile tugged at Joel’s lips. He curled an arm around my waist, pulling me from the bar. We passed the partygoers and slipped out the back door and into the dark alley. Urine and the wafting smell of garbage from a nearby dumpster coupled the scent of his blood.
      Joel turned to face me. But I was faster. My hands shot up to his shoulders, nails digging in as I drove him back against the brick wall.
      He chuckled, amused. “A fiery one… I knew it.”
      His complete lack of awareness to the threat before him angered and excited me. The option to stop, to walk away, was long gone. The thirst had taken over. His hands found my waist and traveled up, forcing their way beneath the fabric of my T-shirt.
      Disgusted by his touch, I jerked his back off the wall then slammed him back against the bricks. “Don’t move!”
      Joel’s hands dropped obediently and he smiled. “You’re the boss.”
      His words evoked a broad smile across my face. Too broad, I realized, as his own smile fell. His eyes widened in shocked disbelief. “What the fuck?”
      Moving at lightning speed, I clamped a hand over his mouth and forced his face to the side. I pressed my other hand against his chest, pinning him to the wall. His arms flailed, but it was no use. I was stronger. My eyes zeroed in on a fat vein pulsing along his neck. Then instinct took over. My teeth plunged into his flesh. The warm, metallic taste of his blood filled my mouth. It was an entrancing flavor coupled by the sound of his racing pulse.
      A moan of pleasure escaped his lips and his muscles relaxed. His resistance had ceased. That’s when I noticed it. His heart was slowing. The blood loss…
I’m killing him. Part of me cried out to release him, to not be the monster my uncle and mom had claimed me to be. But I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to.
      When his body slumped against me, my strength somehow kept him pinned. Death was close. Still, I couldn’t stop. Not now. Not yet. Not when something buried so deep within me was awakening.
      The smells of the alley soared, muddling together in their intensity to become indiscernible. And I could hear…
everything: stray drops of rain hitting puddles, rats gnawing on discarded rubbish. Then something else reached my ears, something quieter. Footsteps?

 

Born To Die

Book #4

Amelia will do anything to save her best friend’s life…even when he’s already dead.

Born-To-Die-Kindle_401x600After Amelia’s twin Marcus snapped her best friend’s neck, a letter lets her hope his death may not be his ultimate end. Now hidden among his damned minions, Marcus claims to know the steps to take, but won’t reveal them without getting what he wants—Amelia damned and ruling by his side.

With the damned threat escalating, the vampires and werewolves will have to work together if they hope to survive—but old habits and hates die hard. With Marcus always one step ahead and Amelia now in full transition to become damned, she will have to control her own violent urges, watch her back, and keep the peace.

To pull off the impossible, Amelia needs Ty—and his blood—to tame her murderous side and hide what she’s becoming. But as they fight to save her best friend and stop her twin, it all starts to fall apart. Even Ty’s hybrid blood can’t keep Amelia’s dangerous impulses in check—and Amelia can’t keep hiding her feelings for the guy she never stopped loving.
Vampires, werewolves, the dead, and the undead…who will win the final showdown?

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Excerpt:  (part 4)

      A blur shot from the shadows. Something as hard as concrete connected with my arm, ripping me from my victim. Then I was flying backward through the air as Joel crumpled to the ground. I connected with a thud against the adjacent wall before falling in a heap on the uneven asphalt. Instantly, the spell of Joel’s blood was broken. The reality of what I had just done spun like a maelstrom through my mind. I’d killed him!
      Tears plagued my eyes, spilling down my face and tinting my sight rose-colored. I swiped at them, but stalled. Blood was smeared across the back of my hands. Crying blood?
      I barely had time to wonder how that was possible when the intruder’s towering shadow closed in on me. He clutched something in his hand that glinted silver with the escaping moonlight. A weapon? I blinked up through tear-filled eyes, knowing my life was about to end. With heavy clouds blocking the moonlight again, and through my distorted vision, I could barely make out his dark features. “Kill me,” I sniffed, letting my bloody tears stream down my face like a waterfall. “I’m a fucking monster!”
      The boy with hair black as night faltered, pausing right before me. The hand holding the weapon stalled. “You
want to die?”

 

About the Author:
512AuJqk08L._UX250_Jessica L Myers’ vivid imagination and quiet demeanor as a child led her to the imaginary worlds of books. Even at a young age, her love for the supernatural was prevalent, with her first loved books being R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps series. Following that she took an interest in other non-fantasy fiction, including Virginia C. Andrews series Flowers in the Attic.

In her teen years, Jessica spent many school hours writing poetry and dark short stories and took up sketching some of the terrifying things that came from the graphic night terrors she’d grown up with.

As an adult and after meeting the love of her life, Jessica got married and started a small construction business with her husband. With the birth of her son, Jessica suffered PPD and found escape in her books and their fantasy landscapes. It was at this time that her need to write flourished. In 2009 the decision was made and the first words to her New Adult Paranormal Romance novel What Lies Inside were written.

When Jessica isn’t immersed in writing about extraordinary characters with dangerous abilities and deadly obstacles to overcome, she likes to spend time with her two kids and husband, curl up with a good book, or watch anything and everything supernatural.

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Dragons of Galicia Series by Simone Pond

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Series:
Dragons of Galicia Series
Author: Simone Pond
Genre: Epic YA Fantasy

 

Fire and Fate

Book 1

1 FireandFate_400x600In Simone Pond’s captivating new fantasy series, a peasant girl embraces her dragon slayer destiny, calling on the legendary power of her family’s bloodline to conquer an evil kingdom and kill every last dragon in Galicia.

Unknowing descendant of a legendary dragon slayer, Evelyn is convinced that getting out of her quaint yhamlet is the answer to finding true love and happiness. But she seems destined to work on her mother’s farm, while the other girls present themselves before the gallant Prince Kieran in his quest to find a lady-in-waiting.

When the prince finally takes notice of Evelyn, he’s smitten and chooses her above all the others. Evelyn is elated about living in Verubri Castle and the possibility of marriage. But her happiness is quickly squelched when the prince invites Evelyn’s arch rival, Ciara, to join them.

Before traveling north, Evelyn discovers her dragon slayer ancestry, something she knows must be concealed from Prince Kieran who would consider it treason against his kingdom. But the only way to survive the treacherous journey is to expose herself and possibly ruin her future and even end her life.

The Dragons of Galicia series is set in a world inspired by Celtic legends. Fire and Fate leads directly into the next book in the series, Fire and Chains.

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Fire and Chains

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2 FireandChains_400x600In the second book of the vibrantly depicted Dragons of Galicia Series, Evelyn of Gorias rises to her dragon slayer calling as she fights to conquer a kingdom of deceit, betrayal, and powerful dragons.

Though Evelyn survived the journey across the mountain ranges, the challenges are just beginning. Verubri Castle holds dark secrets, Prince Kieran is a tyrant, and Ciara is resolute on destroying Evelyn and seducing the prince.

When a dragon nearly burns down an entire village, Evelyn must go after the beast. But this won’t be easy, not when the prince has her heavily guarded. Evelyn’s hope wains, until she encounters a stranger who changes the course of everything.

With the looming threat of the entire clan of Galician Dragons being reawakened, Evelyn must hurry to save the kingdom, while Ciara aims to rule it. To accomplish their goals, they must defeat Prince Kieran. In their individual struggles to conquer and prevail, Evelyn and Ciara face external and internal demons they never imagined possible.

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Fire and Blood

Book 3

3 FireandBlood_400x600In the final book of the Dragons of Galicia Series, every turn is fraught with dangerous threats in the quest to save the kingdom.

Narrowly escaping the castle to be captured by a dragon is only the beginning of Evelyn’s problems. The list of opponents grows as she battles Ciara, Prince Kieran’s army, and more dragons.

With the neighboring villages being burned and pillaged, Evelyn must pull together her own army of dragon warriors to fight the prince and his knights. As her love for Doran deepens, she’ll do anything to ensure he stays alive, even at the cost of going to battle without him.

As the war reaches an explosive peak, both Evelyn and Ciara face deadly consequences. And the only way to save the north from total destruction is for Evelyn to trust her most deceitful adversary, Ciara. If the two don’t join forces, all will be lost.

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Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire by Kayelle Allen

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Title: Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire
Series: The Sempervian Saga (Book 2)
Author: Kayelle Allen
Genre: Science Fiction with romantic elements
Rating: PG13 for violence, no profanity or explicit content

 
3d-boc2Humans created the Ultras, a genetically enhanced race, to defend mankind. Instead, Ultras became their greatest threat. With the help of traitors, humans captured half a million of the immortal warriors.

Exiled to an alien world with no tech, no tools, and no resources, their leader, Pietas, must protect his people, find food and shelter and unite them. But before he can, he must regain command from a ruthless adversary he’s fought for centuries–his brutal, merciless father.

Ultras are immortal, and no matter how they die, they come back. Reviving after death isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Some wounds heal instantly and a few take time, but battered and broken trust? Immortals may heal, but a wound of the heart lasts forever.

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In this excerpt, Pietas and the search party sent to find him have become lost and have walked for hours. When he realizes they’re near a summit that will allow him to see the valley they searched for, he heads for it. Joss, the telepath and warrior he loves tries to keep him from going, insisting she has a better vantage point. Pietas suspects a trick.

“Joss. The truth this time. What are you hiding?”
While she studied him, he remained motionless. The gentle prod of her mind against his shields reminded him she’d seen his thoughts despite his best efforts. Or perhaps she’d allowed him to be aware. In the past, he’d noticed such intrusion during training but never outside it.
“Pietas, if you want to see the caldera from this point, I can’t stop you, but once you see what’s out there, you can never unsee it. I’d like to spare you the devastation until you’ve had a chance to see the good side. If I take you in through the pass you can appreciate the true beauty of this place first. Maybe think of a way we can make it work here. Survive.”
Devastation.
According to Joss, half a million of his people lay in helpless cryosleep within lifepods on the other side of that hill. Over three thousand pods had been damaged beyond saving. The frozen immortals within them had shattered like spun glass.
A short hike above, the summit waited. In two short minutes he could see for himself. “How long would your route take us?”
“Less than a half hour.”
Once more, the short distance to the actual summit drew his attention. How many steps?
“Pi?” Six nudged him. “Is that even a blink in the life of an immortal?”
“No, ghost, it’s not.” How grateful he was for this man. “Besides, I’m patient.”
His sister scoffed. “You?” Turning to the twins, she pointed at Pietas. “That is not my brother.”
No, he was not. He was far better. His sister could see the change. Why would she not accept it? Resisting the urge to respond with cynicism, Pietas shut his mouth.
He gestured toward the route Joss wanted to take. “Let’s go your way.”
“Thank you for listening to me.” Joss took Pietas by the hand, reached up, and dragged a fingertip down the cleft in his chin. “This place is stunning. I hate that so much of it will be spoiled by our being here.”
“Why? Has Mother released environmental impact studies?”
“No, she–” More than anything, the look Joss sent his way resembled pity. “You’ll see. Not far now.”
“You’ve been saying ‘not far’ for hours. Did I not teach you to mark trails?”
“I’m sorry, Pietas. It won’t happen again.”
Oh, but it would. She wouldn’t meant to, but it would. He’d tried for centuries to teach her how to find her way, to no avail. He kissed her cheek and drew her into his arms, savoring her warmth against his body.
“Joss.” He placed his mouth near her ear. “You couldn’t find your way out of a round room with one door.”
She jerked up her head and looked at him, her eyes wide.
He drew a fingertip down her cheek and out across her full lower lip. “And I adore you for it.”

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His people are winning, yet they insist on peace talks. The Ultra people want to grant humans a seat on the Council. Pietas ap Lorectic, Chancellor of the High Council, War Leader and First Conqueror, disagrees. What’s best for mortals is oppression, control, and if necessary, elimination.

Pietas seethes with rage at the idea of human equality. Humans might have created Ultras, but the creation has far surpassed the creator. Humans die. Ultras are reborn, no matter how grievous the injury. They have no equals.

His people permit him no choice. He must attend these insipid peace talks on Enderium Six and what’s worse, be polite. To humans.

When a human special ops warrior is killed in battle, he’s resurrected in a secret process and inducted into the Ghost Corps. He’s given enough strength to perma-kill immortal Ultras. Ghosts are the most hated and feared of warriors.

When the ghost entraps and captures Pietas at the peace talks, the two begin a long journey toward Sempervia, an isolated and forgotten world. Once there, Pietas is marooned and the ghost abandoned alongside him. The two must either fight to perma-death, or join forces to survive.

As Pietas comes to trust the human, an unlikely and awkward friendship begins. Until he discovers how ghosts are resurrected…

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Marrying an Alien Pop Star by Kendra L. Saunders

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Title: Marrying an Alien Pop Star
Series: Alien Pop Star #3
Author: Kendra L. Saunders
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: November 20th 2017
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance, Science Fiction

 
AlienPopStarDaisy and her alien fiancé Griffin are planning a big wedding, but not just any big wedding – the biggest wedding the universe has ever seen. Daisy has been settling into life on Griffin’s home world of Kalesstria, running her own intergalactic music shop and planning for the big day. But things hit a road bump when there’s a problem with Griffin’s father – and it’s a little more complicated than the usual disapproving dad drama. Looks like “save the date” is going to have to take a backseat to saving the universe…

Marrying an Alien Pop Star is the perfect laugh-out-loud romantic finale to the beloved Alien Pop Star series.

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      “Daisy, are you alright?” Griffin shouts, pulling me to him. He peers at me with narrowed eyes, studying my face. “What’s wrong?”

      I shake my head, not sure I want to tell him. After all, it’s Griffin who has traditionally gotten panicky in crowds, thanks to a couple of traumatic events in his past. The worst, an attempt by a crowd of dissenting, angry Kalesstrians to drag Griffin into their midst and harm or kill him, is still especially prevalent in his memories. Bringing that up right now might trigger him in a big way, and the last thing I need is a panicked alien among a bunch of people with cell phones in hand.

      “It’s nothing!” I shout back to him. I look around for Kammie and spot her already grinding with Dev, lost to the joy of unapologetic, fun pop music.

      Griffin knows better, pursing his lips and pulling me closer. “Just look at me,” he says, without moving his lips. I shiver at the warm echo of his voice in my mind. It’s been a long time since we’ve communicated this way, using our special connection, and it feels just as strange now as it did the first time he spoke to me silently. “Just me, Wanda. And listen to the music, let it move you like it wants to.”

      I suck in a short breath and force my eyes to stop bouncing around from face to face behind Griffin. The actual beat of the music floods my ears, a catchy, simple pop beat that could have been one of any million pop songs in the last decade. And it feels great. It feels like home, it feels like dancing in your bedroom to a new song on the radio. It feels like getting up the nerve to dance with a stranger. It feels like dancing with someone you love, or dancing with your best friend, or just dancing by yourself and forgetting everything else around you.

      Relief floods my tense body, so I flick my gaze back to Griffin. I focus on the glow of his eyes, noting that even the contacts he’s wearing can’t do much to hide his origins. In fact, the glow’s only amplified by the myriad of light crashing around us in glittering beams from the dancing disco balls

 

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Promoted by an Alien Pop Star

Pretty much anyone who knows me knows that I love music. And even more specifically, I really love the band Muse. Their music has inspired me for almost a decade, brought some of my best friends into my life, and sent me on crazy amazing adventures across America. Their Panic Station music video was also the inspiration starting point for what would become the Alien Pop Star series. The colors, wacky costumes, bonkers vibe, and fun settings of the video made me ask myself, “What if a beloved rock star like David Bowie really was an alien?” This started me off on the Alien Pop Star series, and introduced me to some of my favorite characters I’ve ever had the pleasure of writing.

In summer of this year (2017), my Muse friends and I gathered outside the famous Ed Sullivan Theater where Colbert’s show is taped, hoping to have a moment with our favorite band. Coincidentally, Jason Bateman was also appearing on Colbert’s show that day, and arrived before Muse. This was amusing for me, as he’d inspired a character in one of my earlier books.

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When Muse finally arrived, Matt Bellamy and his lovely girlfriend Elle Evans spent quite a while chatting with us, signing things (and people!), and taking pictures. When it was my turn to talk to Matt, I handed him a copy of Engaged to an Alien Pop Star (the second book in the series), and asked if he had managed to get a copy of the first book yet. He hadn’t, despite several attempts of wonderful friends of mine to get it to him. I mentioned that the series had been inspired by Panic Station, and he was so excited! We took pictures together with the book, and after Matt and Elle spent a bit more time with us, they headed away to get to their taping.

At this point, I was beaming in a manner that was probably visible from space. I turned around to try to remember how to breathe, and then felt my friend tugging on my arm. When I turned around, Matt was waving my book around to the paparazzi and telling them that I wrote the book! I definitely yelled, “Yesss! That’s my book! I wrote that!” As if all of that wasn’t amazing enough, I found out a few minutes later that the band’s best friend/media manager had been filming Matt looking through my book on Instagram live. And then, when I was trying to recover from that incredible news, my friend showed me that Muse had Snapchatted a picture of my book, along with the earrings I made Elle, and mentioned that it was inspired by Panic Station. Ahhhh!

I truly can’t thank Muse and Elle enough for their kindness. It really says something about people on that level of fame who will actually help out smaller, newer artists. It has been an amazing rollercoaster since that day, with BookBub picking up Dating an Alien Pop Star for a feature, the book being nominated for a RONE award, the book appearing on the Daily Mail’s website, and countless Musers contacting me from all around the world to tell me how much they loved the series so far.

I only can hope that someday I can help and inspire a new artist even half as much as Muse has helped and inspired me.

 

Hunger Moon by Alexandra Sokoloff

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Title:
Hunger Moon
Series: The Huntress/FBI Thrillers #5
Author: Alexandra Sokoloff
Publication date: October 24th, 2017
Genres: Adult, Mystery, Thriller

Revenge has no limits.

HMSpecial Agent Matthew Roarke has abandoned his rogue search for serial killer Cara Lindstrom. He’s returned to the FBI to head a task force with one mission: to rid society of its worst predators. But as the skeletal symbols of Santa Muerte, “Lady Death,” mysteriously appear at universities nationwide, threatening death to rapists, Roarke’s team is pressured to investigate. When a frat boy goes missing in Santa Barbara, Roarke realizes a bloodbath is coming—desperate teenagers are about to mete out personal, cold-blooded justice.

Hiding from the law, avenging angel Cara Lindstrom is on her own ruthless quest. She plans to stay as far away from Roarke as possible—until an old enemy comes after both her and the FBI, forcing her back into Roarke’s orbit. This time, the huntress has become the hunted…

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The sandstone spires reach like alien fingers from the depths of the canyon.
         The gorge cuts through the Arizona tablelands, a vast, prehistoric gash. Inside lies a 230-million-year-old natural wonder: a cathedral of wind-carved sandstone walls in every possible hue of red, gold, and white, adorned with the gleaming black curtain-like sweeps known as canyon varnish. Ancient ruins of cliff villages nestle in natural caves at impossible heights. Sedimentary deposits lie in distinctive round piles, like stacked pancakes.
         And the famous double sandstone spires rise 750 feet from the canyon floor, at the exact junction of de Chelly and Monument Canyons.
         Navajo legend says the taller spire is the home of Spider Grandmother, the goddess who created the world. She stole the sun and brought fire to the Anasazi. At the beginning of time, monsters roamed the land, and she gave her children, Monster Slayer and Child-Born-of-Water, power to kill the monsters and protect the First People.
         Her stories are only told in the winter months.
         And only to those who will listen.

A bleak sky, streaked with white, stretches over the desolate South Rim of the canyon. There will be snow tonight.
         The grinding of a pickup truck grates through the silence.
         A four-door Tundra. Tonneau cover over the bed. Two men dressed in camouflage inside. Fast-food and jerky wrappers litter the wells at their feet. In the back seat, a cooler packed full of beer.
         And three rifles, three-inch twelve-gauge magnums, strapped to the padded back-seat gun rest.
         Hunters, driving the rim.
         The front-seat passenger sets his sights on something moving ahead of them, leans forward greedily. “There we go, there we go.”
         The driver follows his gaze, fixes on what he is tracking. Not a deer, but a young girl, shining black hair underneath the hood of her parka. Schoolgirl’s backpack on her shoulder.
         On the men’s faces, something crude and capering.
         “That’s some tasty-looking pussy.”
         “Oh, yeah, that’ll do.”
         “Let’s go.”
         “Get her.”
         The driver swerves the truck over to the side of the road, squealing brakes.
         The girl hears the sound, stiffens, is starting to run before she even completes the glance back.
         The truck skids to a stop in the snow. The doors fly open; the men are out of the car, grabbing for their rifles.
         The girl runs for the rocks, but her pursuers are bigger, faster. Two of them, grown men, against a teenage girl.
         They move forward into the strong wind, a military-style formation, heavy boots crunching in the sandy snow.
         They pause at the rock outcropping, looking out over the boulders. The girl seems to have disappeared. Then a scrabble on the rocks betrays her. Hearing it, the men grin at each other.
         The driver rounds the rock first, his mouth watering. He is already hard in anticipation . . .
         The tire iron bashes him across the face, breaking his jaw. He staggers back, howling inarticulate pain.
         The girl kicks him viciously in the knee, crumpling him, then swivels as the second hunter rounds the edge of the rock. She slams the tire iron against the side of his head.
         Now both men are collapsed on the ground, moaning and cursing.
         She steps forward, no longer feigning that youthful, hesitant gait.
         She lifts her arm and uses the tire iron on their skulls. Two, three, four blows, and there is no more moaning. Thick crimson drops spatter the snow. Her breath is harsh. Her face is ice.
         There is only the wind, swallowing the sound of her breathing.

Cara stands at the edge of the canyon, looking out at the spires of Spider Rock, the vast open gorge.
         Below her is an icy crevasse. The canyon has any number of them, deep splits in the rock wall where whole sheets of the cliff have broken away. Behind her is the hunters’ pickup truck.
         Their bodies lie at her feet.
         She drags one, then the other, to shove them over the cliff’s edge, stepping back to watch each body hurtle down into the crevasse, tumbling into oblivion.
         The snowfall tonight will cover all trace of them. Later, birds and animals will pick the bones clean.
         Another offering to the canyon, and the gods and ghosts that haunt it.

 

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AlexAlexandra Sokoloff is the Thriller Award-winning and Bram Stoker, Anthony, and Black Quill Award-nominated author of the Amazon bestselling Huntress/FBI series (Huntress Moon, Blood Moon, Cold Moon, Bitter Moon, Hunger Moon – now in active development as a TV series), and the supernatural Haunted thrillers (The Harrowing, The Price, The Unseen, Book of Shadows, The Shifters, The Space Between). The New York Times Book Review called her a “daughter of Mary Shelley,” and her books “Some of the most original and freshly unnerving work in the genre.”

As a screenwriter she has sold original horror and thriller scripts and adapted novels for numerous Hollywood studios. She has also written three non-fiction workbooks: Screenwriting Tricks for Authors,  Stealing Hollywood, and Writing Love, based on her internationally acclaimed workshops and blog (www.ScreenwritingTricks.com), and has served on the Board of Directors of the WGA West and the Board of the Mystery Writers of America.

Alex is a California native and a graduate of U.C. Berkeley, where she majored in theater and minored in everything Berkeley has a reputation for. In her spare time (!) she performs with The Slice Girls and Heather Graham’s all-author Slush Pile Players, and dances like a fiend. She is also very active on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. But not an addict. Seriously, it’s under control.

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