Monday, December 1, 2014

New Release ~ Demon Of Lust

Pompeii, 79 AD

Flora and Stephanus are star-crossed lovers, forbidden to carry on their relationship due to Stephanus's jealous sisters who are also witches. A pact is made between Flora's father and the three sisters to keep the couple apart. If the wizard suspects Flora's defiance, he’ll carry out his threat of placing a spell on Flora and making her forget her lover ever existed. However, Stephanus and Flora's betrayal are unfortunately discovered by the three witches, and in a jealous fit, they curse Flora, turning her into a succubus. 

"Forever shedding your human skin, always leading a life of sin, forever a succubus, sating men's carnal desires." 

Olkus discovers the sisters' treachery and in turn, steals their beauty from them by transforming them into hideous, twisted crones. Knowing how vain the sisters are, this leaves the wizard an opening to hopefully one day restore his daughter's humanity....

Present Day, MD

Jake Matthews has given up on love. The only moments of true happiness occur when his dream lover visits him during the night. Happiness and fulfillment is his, until the next day when she disappears. Glimpses of the past, from another time and place haunt his dreams....

Sabrina answered Jake's lonely calls in the night. When strong emotions for the mortal develop, she discovers she must follow her instincts and pursue the man. After being cursed in her human life, she's existed centuries as a demon and now feels the strong pull of love. Invoking the power of her father, a wizard she becomes mortal. Now she must persuade Jake to confess his love for her in four short days. If she succeeds, she'll be reunited with her soul mate, if not she'll return to her demonic state forever. 


Chapter One 

Pompeii, 79 AD. One Week Before Mt Vesuvius Erupts

Flora tossed and turned on her mat, unable to sleep. She listened until she was certain, her father, the wizard Olkus was sound asleep. If he suspected that she was defying his wishes weeks after he’d forbade her to see Stephanus, she knew he’d carry out his threat of placing a spell on her and make her forget her lover existed. 

The very thought of not knowing Stephanus at all sent an eerie chill slithering down her spine, yet; anticipation welled inside her as she contemplated her rendezvous with the one she knew she was fated to spend the rest of her life with.  

Briefly, her mind drifted to her lover’s three jealous sisters who were none other than witches. Alessandra, the youngest had especially grown to loathe Flora, out of fear that someday she’d take their brother far away from them all. Having lost their parents to fever a year earlier, their half brother had become their only living blood relative. 

Again, it was her bold cockiness in being the daughter of a powerful wizard that Flora continued to rendezvous with Stephanus even after the sisters confronted she and Olkus behind their brother’s back a month ago. Flora threatened the sisters with a spell, and an argument ensued, eventually breaking out into a full on power struggle. 

It was Flora who, with a wave of her hand; sent Alessandra hurtling face first into a mud puddle while Cipriana and Francesca’s tempers flared and began chanting. In a twisted fury, the witches would have cast their spell, but wise Olkus made a pact that he’d forbade Flora to see Stephanus ever again. He also stated that if she were to break that pact, there would be a suitable punishment for Flora to endure. Bellona Satisfied and with twisted smiles on their beautiful faces, they left the wizard and his daughter alone. 

Setting his searing, sky blue eyes on her, he began to explain that there were far more important things to think about--like the teeth shattering earth tremors they’d been experiencing for the past month. 

Some citizens of Pompeii deserted their homes, fearing something far worse than a simple tremor would happen, yet after peering into the future and having visions that no harm would come to Pompeii or it’s inhabitants, Olkus assured everyone in the village that nothing serious would come to pass.

He’d also stated to Flora that night at dinner, that he was binding her powers for using them in a senseless feud over a simple mortal man and she’d one day find someone more suitable than he to wed. 

With a heated sigh of frustration at the memory, Flora sat up and eased herself out of her bed, her toes connecting with the cold stone of her bedroom floor. Beads of sweat erupted on her body as she quietly strolled out of her bedroom through the tiny living room and out the front door. 

As she continued to walk, she gazed up to the full moon and breathed a sigh of relief and hurried down the winding stone path that eventually lead to The Sarnus. Once on the riverbanks, she found Stephanus standing there, awaiting for her arrival. 

When he turned around at her presence, she smiled, as the light of the moon graced his flawless features. His shoulder length hair shone like spun gold in the magical light and rained past his collarbone. 

He rushed up to her and encircled strong arms around her petite frame. Leaning down, he captured her lips with a searing kiss before nuzzling her neck. “It’s been too long, Flora,” he announced huskily, as he sniffed her hair. 

She grasped him and squeezed her eyes shut. “I know, Stephanus. There must be a way to avoid all of this.” She opened her eyes and looked deep into his as he cupped her face between his large hands. 

“Come,” he grinned and motioned for her to sit on the large fabric beside the river. Of in the distance, she heard a fish leap out of the water and made a subtle splash as she and Stephanus sat next to each other. “I’ve watched over my sisters all my life and now is the time for me to live mine,” he assured her. “We shall move away from Pompeii and marry.” He grasped her hand within his. “Flora, I want you to be mine forever and bear my children. Say you will.”

Flora’s face flushed and her heart pounded. “Yes,” she gasped, with tears misting her eyes. “I’m yours, forever.”

For a fleeting moment, she’d all but forgotten about her father and the sisters. She gasped and looked him in the eyes. “What shall we do? You know your sisters and my father will not settle for this. Remember, the confrontation I told you we had a month ago,” she gently reminded him.  

Stephanus looked up into the star filled sky and shook his head. “I am a fool. I’ve pondered many times before how we could be happy together, yet they leave us no choice.”

Reading his mind, she gasped. “We could flee.”

“Yes, because I can no longer bear to sneak around behind anyone’s back. We are man and woman, fit for each other and nothing can ever separate us, not indefinitely,” he promised. “And my sisters are too powerful, even though your father is a wizard, he is young. My sister’s powers are tripled compared to his. And if they were to work together, they’d stop us for sure.”

His way sounded promising, but terror struck a chord within her. “But three witches and a wizard would find us, no matter where we ventured,” Flora whispered her disappointment.

“There will never be anyone else for me,” Stephanus admitted, “and if my sisters cannot see that, then they are fools.”

“I know they will use their powers to punish me,” she admitted. “But you, they’d never harm you.”

A rustling in the woods caught their attention and soon, insects that were singing in the night were now silenced. The wind stilled, and the air turned thick. Three silhouettes glided out of the trees, and for a moment, she could have sworn their eyes glowed in the dark. 

“You’ve broken the pact of your own father,” she heard Francesca’s voice deepen with venom. 

“And now you shall pay for your betrayal,” Cipriana added.

“And I shall be the one to punish you,” Alessandra sneered.

“Enough!” Stephanus rose and confronted his menacing sisters. “You will not punish her, she’s done nothing but love me, and I love her.” His voice softened. “My sisters, there is enough love for the four of you, why can’t you see that?”

“But you promised mother and father you’d always be there for us,” Alessandra said with a whimper. “And now you mean to leave us for her. Oh Stephanus, you break my heart; we heard every word you spoke. 

“My dear, Alessandra. You were once sweet and innocent---but your cruelty turns you ugly. What has happened to you?” He glanced at his other sisters. “What has happened to all of you? What dark magic have you been practicing?”

Alessandra chuckled. “Brother, you fantasize. You made a promise and we intend to see you keep it.”

“Ah, you’re true face is showing,” Stephanus admitted. “You are no longer the sweet little girls I once knew.”

“Brother, please do not make us punish you too,” Cipriana said sorrowfully. “We only want the best for you—and she is not the one.”

“Then release your hold on me, my sisters. And you will see we all can thrive together and work as one family unit,” Stephanus bargained. 

Flora’s chest tightened and her mouth became dry as she stood to face the witches alongside her soul mate. She knew by confronting the three sisters without her powers was a mistake, one that could cost her life. “Please, let us try,” she suggested. “I love Stephanus with all my heart.”

“Demoness!” Alessandra sneered. 

Flora gasped and couldn’t move. “Alessandra, please, don’t do this,” she begged. 

“What are you doing?” Stephanus’s face wrinkled in fury. “Release her now,” he bellowed.

Cipriana stepped forward, gently touching her brother’s forehead. “You shall remember none of this, my dear brother.” With that Stephanus fell to the ground. “Not now, nor in your next lives.”

“No!” Flora screamed, “What have you done to him?”

“Protecting him from you.” Francesca said in a sickly sweet voice, her young face turning into a twisted grin. “If you are truly worthy of his love, then perhaps one day you shall meet again.” She shook her head in anger. “And you shall always know pain and loss. On this night, you shall lose sight,” the young blonde witch began to chant.

“We release you here, from your life,” Cipriana added.

“Forever shedding your human skin, always leading a life of sin, forever a succubus, sating men’s carnal desires.” Alessandra chimed in as thick, mucky cloud of darkness settled over Flora. With a gasp, she fell to the ground, her limbs completely useless. Off in the far distance, she heard Olkus’s enraged voice, and felt the earth’s tremors.  

* * *

With a crackle of lightning, the wizard appeared over his daughter’s body. Weeping, he fell to his knees, laying hands on her, yet she could not be healed. Looking up, the young wizard peered into the eyes of the witches, his bottom lip trembling and his chest tightening. “What have you done?” 

“We have accomplished much where you’re failed promises have fallen,” Francesca spoke sternly. “We bear no ill will to you sir, but your daughter was not fit for our brother. She was a bad influence on him.”

“But she was to be punished by my hand, not yours!” Olkus stood to his feet, enraged. 

“A simple bow to her backside would have served no justice,” Francesca scolded. “Though you bound her powers, she still defied you.”

“I swear I will—“

“There’s nothing you can do,” Alessandra assured. “Our spell has taken its course and cannot be broken. Your daughter spun a spell over our brother, making him want to leave us and for that, we take great pleasure in punishing her.”

“No,” Olkus spat. “I know my daughter. She may have used her powers against you, but what they had was a love that can never be broken, only I could not see it—until now. Oh, what have I done?”

“There is much you can do, if we so choose. There will come a time, in another place, where she could redeem herself.” Cipriana told him.

“You’d be sworn to silence if we decided this path.” Francesca teased. “She must learn for herself, the true meaning of love—but she will never.”

Anger shook him to the bone as he glared at the three young witches. Who were they to play with fate? “You have taken my daughter, he sneered. What is done cannot be undone.” Olkus smiled, finally deciding to strike the young witches where it would hurt the most. “However, you too, shall know loss. You shall lose your beauty and your dreams. Although young, you shall rapidly age into three twisted crones…I deem this now!”

The wind howled, and the moon slipped between a veil of clouds as the three young witches screamed in agony as their bodies began to take on twisted, bent forms. 

“You unsightly hags. This is my revenge for taking my only daughter away from me. The time will come when you can no longer live with the way you look. When that time comes, seek me out and we shall give my daughter that chance you spoke of. Until then, shall you rot!” With that, Olkus picked up the hardened shell of his Flora’s body and disappeared into thin air. 

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Guest Blogger Kasey Moone Celebrates Her New Release!!

Hiya folks, please welcome guest blogger and fellow author, Kasey Moone. Kasey has a new release today (Congrats to girl!)  you really need to check out. If you haven't added her fantabulous books to your TBR list, what are you waiting for? You really should do so now. I've read all of Kasey's books and I'm definitely a fan. 

Henrietta “Rita” Evans has always been known as the quiet, black girl on campus, some folks even nicknaming her “Mute” in jest. And she doesn’t expect much out of her Winter Break at Edson College, but an equally quiet environment. Until a member of the white campus elite starts running behind her dormitory late at night. Starts warning her to stay away from him and the woods. Starts making her feel more alive than she’s felt in a very long time…

Something is happening to Sal. Something he can’t control. Something threatening his last year of college and family’s werewolf heritage. And what’s worse, a quiet, mocha beauty can’t seem to mind her own business, tempting him at every turn. Who cares if she has the sweetest lips he’s ever tasted? Who cares if her scent drives him mad? He has to keep her at a distance, for much more is at stake than the heat blazing between them. 

And if he doesn’t put it out, they’ll both burn… 
Campus Touch Excerpt

Flames engulfed Rita’s cheeks as she looked up and saw Sal Kellerton staring at her from across the lawn. Her heartbeat raced. Palms got sweaty. With firm determination, she ignored the heat rolling in her belly, and glanced away, feeling more exposed than she’d ever been in her life. A flush came over her, and she stumbled back a bit, suddenly confused. It was the same feeling she’d experienced a day ago during her conversation with Jane, except it was much stronger in his raw, masculine presence. She shook her head to dispel the feeling. Her glasses toppled to her nose, and she quickly fixed them. What was happening to her? Was sleep deprivation frying her brain cells?
Nervously, she swallowed and looked up to find him still staring at her. As if on their own accord, her gaze slid down his lean body, taking in his massive thighs, muscular arms, and tone middle. Weathered jeans clung to his sinewy frame, and his dark hair was pulled back from an angular face with a strong jawline. He was beyond attractive, and she wasn’t quite sure how to deal with that. Next to him, the surrounding men seemed puny and miniscule, like hobbits. Rita sighed heavily. Darn-it, she was no good around hot men!
Fortunately, Jane and her posse spotted him at the same time and saved her from thinking. The group fell into silence.
“Wow, look at him,” one said, awestruck. “Looking good.”
“Which one is that?”
“That’s Sal. The quiet one. He was in my Art Appreciation class last year.”
“And did ya’ll have some study sessions?”
“I wish!”
“I want that boy,” said another.
“Girl, you can have him after I’m done with him.”
“You slut.”
“You heard me. Slut!”
They giggled, and Rita fought the urge to smack the silly women. Anger lashed through her at the thought of one of them touching him. It didn’t make sense! Where had this possessive jealously come from? She’d always been a pretty easy going girl, but the thought of one of the gossipy heffas touching this particular Kellerton was making her see red. She’d beat the shit out of them. Didn’t make sense…going toe-to-toe with the silly women because of some harmless flirting.
Rita, get it together.

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Sunday, November 16, 2014

New Release ~ Witch and The Vampire ~ Book 3 Raven's Falls Series

No matter how hard she tries, Dehlia Lee McQueen can’t seem to overcome her feelings for her boss, the vampire; Niall Cowan. The steamy encounter they shared in his office haunts her days later after the breakup and she tries to find a way to get him off her mind.

The little Friday night visit to Club Ravenous is just what two neophyte witches need to take their mind off McQueen duties and let their hair down for an evening—but there is no rest for the wicked. A demon appears to them at the club and they discover a new threat looming in Raven’s Falls.

Even though she was the one to break it off with him, Niall knows he can never let Dehlia go. Silently he stalks her in the night and follows her to Club Ravenous and decides to make his move on her. He wants to pick up where they left off, but he shelters a dark secret from the past—one that Dehlia may have a hard time forgiving.

Available on Amazon 

Friday, November 7, 2014

New Release ~ Dragon's Curse Book 2 in The Dragon Series

Angela Covington embraces her inner dragon and realizes there’s more to her sister than she knew. A new foe is revealed, and she discovers that in order to survive, she must make a permanent decision. But, she doesn’t want to spend the rest of her life looking over her shoulder and considers joining forces with her sister to fight the threat that’s been plaguing their family for years. But can Melissa be trusted? 

Naeghyir acknowledges his fate and will do whatever it takes to protect Angela from the dragon hunter, but first he must protect her from her own flesh and blood. His confinement in the human realm has changed him, bringing about a thirst for violence and revenge. Survival is key, and in their endeavors they soon realize they must play the sick and twisted game of Angela's sister if they want to escape the hellish facilities. 

Available on Amazon 

Coming Soon to aRE & B & N

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

New Release Blind Passion: Intimate Encounters, Volume I

Diane Belamont is unaware she's the object of Ethan Caine's desire. After just one week of living next door to the eligible bachelor, she's attracted to him, but only admires him in passing.  

Blind since birth, Ethan is unable to seize the opportunity of confronting the mysterious beauty next door out of fear of rejection. As the anticipation of getting to know her consumes him, he finally approaches her in a little coffee shop across the street. Is it possible to turn a chance encounter into a blossoming relationship? 

After overcoming their fears, Ethan and Diane discover there is much more than the physical attraction they share with one another. They realize the mental bond forming between them is something they'd been searching for half their lives, but will they overcome their wounds and ghosts from the past? 

Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble 

Friday, October 31, 2014

New Release ~ Katrina

Warning f/f

Introducing Katrina. I write in various genres and there are so many more stories coming to you. For those of you who enjoy female erotica, I'm sure you'll enjoy this. My editor told me this was a very hot story. It's mixed with a little blood and suspense. Hope you'll enjoy, and have yourself a Happy Halloween.   ; )

Lucinda is unaware her sultry dreams are about to become a reality. Night after orgasmic night, she succumbs to the wildest dreams she's ever had at the hands of the mysterious yet familiar vampire, Katrina. Unfortunately, Marissa, Lucinda's girlfriend thinks she's cheating on her. 
Nothing could be further from the truth. When Marissa leaves for a business trip, Lucinda discovers a memory long forgotten in the sands of time. When her girlfriend returns, Lucinda also discovers there is more to Marissa than meets the eye.

Coming Soon to other publishing platforms 

Thursday, October 30, 2014

New Release ~ When The Night Comes ~ Paranormal Anthology

This new paranormal anthology is only available on Amazon for 99cents, just in time for Halloween. Come on, get your paranormal fix...

IT ISN’T ALWAYS BAD WHEN THINGS GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT!!! Enjoy this anthology of seven, hot, exciting stories by many of the same authors who brought you STRANDED WITH A BILLIONAIRE, AND HOT SOLDIER!

Cursed as a teenager, Eden has lived her life in pain and fear, a target for all paranormal creatures, including Smith, a vampire with a bad attitude. But Smith doesn’t want to cause her pain, he just wants her. Even though she’s everything he is supposed to despise, he craves her body even more than he craves her blood. Forced to work together to break Eden’s curse and defeat one of Smith’s oldest enemies, they might just fall in love, if they don’t kill each other first! HOT, DAMNED AND CURSEDby Seraphina Donavan.

Ettie Stewart is such a nice, good girl, that she doesn’t even balk when her parents ship her off to a fat camp. But what if being everyone’s good little girl can have unexpected benefits in the form of the fat camp’s hot chef, Henry? Find out in CLEVER GIRL by Kate Baum.

Isolatedher whole life, talking only to the animals only she can communicate, Melanie’s life changes dramatically when she meets Tim. Little does she know that Tim has secrets of his own. He understands her pain, because as a Reaper, he often delivers pain to others. But Melanie is different, and she makes him long for things that a Reaper shouldn’t… like love. REAP WHAT YOU SOW by AR Von. 

Secret desires haunt Death Angel, Bane. Obsessed with Willa Mae, the Angel of Willpower for a millennia, she’s his perfect counterpart. Willa harbors her own secret desires for Bane, but while he sees balance in their differences, she sees only despair and rejects him, damaging his ego and the fragile bond between them. But what will happen when an old foe reveals Willa’s secret? DEATH ANGEL by Charisma Knight. 

To save the life of an enslaved demon a druid will do anything to free him. A deadly rite will throw them together, but it’s their love they must rely on in the hunt for a future together.  THE HUNTED byShannan Albright. 

From two different worlds Eloise Cummings and Baron MacArthur couldn’t be more different. She’s a druid and he’s a very ordinary, if successful, businessman. Still he’s drawn to her, after a chance encounter a year earlier and when fortune throws them together again, he feels compelled to pursue her. But Eloise can’t help but wonder what will happen when Baron learns the truth? Can this very ordinary man handle her very extraordinary nature, or will he walk away from her forever? HIS DRUID LOVER by Trish F. Leger 

Three supernaturals /b> walk into a bar, and no, it’s not a joke. They’re on the hunt for a killer, one who’s targeting their kind. They’ve come to find Hennessee, a known hunter, and in the process they meet his student, the sweet and lovely Susie. All of them are charmed by her, but one of them has fallen hard for her. Love is always dangerous, but even more so when you’re hunting a vicious succubus.  TAKEN by Leanore Elliott

Seven sexy stories to set your little gothic heart aflutter! 

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Monday, October 6, 2014

Guest Blogger Sheri Fredericks

Good evening all, today I'm spotlighting a good author friend of mine, Sheri Fredricks.  You'll need to check out her books, I'm in the process of one-clicking myself. Taking some time off from writing and need to cuddle up with a good book .

Paranormal Romance Guild Reviewers' Choice Award for 2012 
Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing. 

He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder have broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the Boronda forest. 

Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector. 

Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature. 

When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly bout. 

Will their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?

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Determined to forge a better life, Ella launches her new business with high hopes—until a sexy Centaur bumps into her and throws her life off course forever. Voted “Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda”, Aleksander shakes up her world and tilts her in more ways than one. 


Years of warfare and countless bedroom encounters have stolen Kempor Aleksander’s luster for life. He never expects to rediscover his zeal in the small, redheaded form of Ella the Troll, who fires his blood hotter than the deepest caverns in the forest.


But as trouble lingers in their midst—and edges ever closer—Alek and Ella spiral into troubled terrain. Turning to each other, the pair face down dangers that run impenetrably deep in their mythological world. But will the two lovers discover a passion that runs even deeper?

Smokin Hot Excerpt

Gods. So wet, so ready. How was he supposed to hold back?

Ella moaned, parted her thighs to his touch, and he easily found her hot nub with the pad of his thumb. As he sucked deeply on her taut nipple, his thumb brushed back and forth against the tiny bundle of nerves, drawing the little whimpers of pleasure that turned him on even more.

Alek lifted his head to sweep his lips against hers, gently licking them, teasing the corners, nibbling on her full lower one. Her lips lured him with their sensuous swell, and he learned he loved to kiss and taste them. Nip at them. 

Lose hours just making love to her mouth. 

Ella opened her mouth then, and he pounced on the perfect moment by slipping his tongue to find the hot slickness inside. The hesitant touch of her tongue against his, sent arrows of fire rocking through him. The strike went straight to his throbbing cock and aching balls.

Whoa, buddy. Slow down. He only had one opportunity to show how much he wanted her. How he felt about her—royal duties be damned.

Their tongues danced, slowly at first, and then darting back and forth while his thumb continued to work her clit in an unhurried motion. Ella moaned again, the tight sound echoing into his mouth. Her hands pulled at his back, straining her body closer to his.

When she bent her legs and dropped her thighs wide open, he accepted her silent invitation to explore farther. He moved his hand until he slid two fingers into the hot well of her center.

Holy Bacchus. Hot, hot, hot!

So very wet. The tight walls of her sex were slippery with her juices, her flesh pulsing around his fingers.

Aleksander tore his mouth away from her.

“Ella.” His voice was hoarse and he hardly recognized it. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“Then don’t,” she urged. “I want you inside me. I want you now.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice.” Meat Wrench jumped with joy.

Alek levered himself to his knees, ready for action. However, the sight of her damp, welcoming pink center was so tempting, so mouth-watering, that first he had to have a taste. Lowering his head, he used his thumbs to spread her labia wide, then lapped the length of her slit and let his goatee tickle her clit.

“For the love of Bacchus!” Ella’s desperate keen of pleasure sent another surge of heat through him. And he loved those sounds.

Thus, he did it again…and again, not sure who he teased most. Licking the honey-tart taste from his lips, Aleksander moved into position, notching himself at her opening. With one firm roll of his hips, he entered her scorching, wet heat.

Oh, gods of mythic pleasure!

Available at All Romance eBooks   Amazon   Barnes & Noble 

A Wood Nymph Novella 

Abelia, a Boronda Forest Wood Nymph… 
She came to Willow Bay to satisfy her curiosity of human life, and got more than she bargained for. 

Jack, an archeologist bent on discovery… 
He can't wait to leave Pennsylvania and return to his explorations in Australia, where life is filled with dingos and roos. 

Danger abounds… 
Human hunters stalk the enthralling Abelia, and Jack comes to her rescue. The hunters back off, but she suddenly vanishes, and he's left confused as he returns home to the rugged Outback. 

They’ll risk it all… 
When Abelia magically appears in Jack's kitchen, she must divulge who and what she really is and risk the mythic people's secret for his help to return home. Meanwhile he risks his heart in convincing her to stay.

Available on B&N  and  Amazon

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Plagiarized Cover Art ~ The Makeover

I created covers for a publisher last year who is no longer in business.  The first cover I created last year and the second cover, well I did create it, but as you can see the font was changed. Before I decided to go public with this I downloaded the sample on Amazon and the credit goes to another artist. Also I opened both covers in Photoshop and umm, yeah. It is the same exact cover. I know every nook and cranny of this cover and spent a good deal of time polishing it up.

 No, I don't want money, I've been paid for the cover by the publisher. I just want everyone to know I'm the creator of this cover. And I bear no ill will to the author. Maybe she didn't know any better? I doubt that seriously.  Now mind you, simply changing the font doesn't make one a cover artist.

I feel the cover up failed miserably and has taken from the original cover. Magnified right down to the pixels, the cover up looks like an electronic version of whiteout.  I used several different stock photos to create this cover.

So, that's it folks. I'm just putting it out there that I am the creator of this book cover titled The Makeover. I refuse to sit by and do nothing while someone else takes the credit for something I created. 

Monday, September 22, 2014

Author Spotlight Timothy Broyles

         BLADES & BULLETS             

     In the year 5052 A.D. the city of Kingfisher was named for the river that ran beside it. In turn the river was named for the amount of Kingfisher birds that hunted on it. The city its self was basically low tech. Filled with thieves and bandits. Reku Gen was a fair man and used his police wisely to control the vermin in order to protect the innocent. Many merchants came to trade and sell merchandise. But many more travelers came to study the magic at the mystic temples. In this age and time only the strong survive……
     Ruki Ito’s fat butt smacked the ground hard but he wasn’t really hurt. Just his pride, and the fact that he wasn’t man enough to do a damn thing about it. Being a rich merchant had its perks but bravery wasn’t one of them. His extra dessert, one more piece of chicken, and let me have just one more glass of apple cider, gulping gut was to out of shape to fight his own battles. Gold coins spilled out of his coin purse with a clang.
     Ten armed bandits surrounded him and his bodyguard. A loud yell from one large particularly muscular bandit had frightened him into stepping backward and slipping on a loose stone. With a crocked smile the lead bandit stepped forward with his katana out stretched in Ito and his bodyguard direction.
     ‘Give up the Dragon’s Kiss fatso.”The bearded man said harshly.”
“You gave up your chance to live when you attacked us.” The body guard said directly.
     Shina Nightblade took a defensive stance and readied her weapon for action. She lightly gripped the black handle of her katana and slowly moved it to a better position. The samurai solder’s jet black shoulder length hair was in a ponytail. Armor less wearing only traditional garments, sandals and a white head band on her forehead. She appeared very defensively skilled to the ten well armed men surrounding her and her employer.
     Suddenly, Shina charged forward at the first bandit in front of her. The man was armed with a two handed axe, a large double bladed weapon which was  heavy and slow in combat compared to the choices of light one hand weapons available in the area. But with his large size and muscular build he had split many heads open with devastating power. It has not failed him yet in combat, and he wasn’t about to let it now against a woman whom thought she was a samurai warrior. With a loud battle cry and a heavy step forward the powerful man raised his heavy weapon and came downward at the
charging samurai soldier with crushing force. Shina  adjusted her weapon twisting the blade to the rear and gritted her teeth. The huge battle axe crushed down and struck nothing but the dusty earth in front of it. The huge man shifted his eyes to the right as his target easily darted out of the danger zone and shifted her weight to one side. The katana’s blade was swung at an angle severing the bandit’s head, sending it crashing to the ground with a thud. Blood spread upward like a fountain in the air.
     “What the hell!” One masked bandit blurted in confusion and disbelief. His Conrad’s body collapsed limply. Even as the man and his partners in crime shook off the trauma of what just had happened, the female warrior was headed toward her next target. An average sized man armed with a rifle that was unable to fire before due to a lack of a clear target. The rifle man also had been stunned by Nightblades awesome display of combat skills, which allowed his opponent a few steps closer than before. Adjusting back on his right leg, He threw his automatic rifle up to his shoulder, aimed and fired! Rat-a-tat-tat tat! The gun kicked the 22 calibur bullets split the air but struck only Shina’s sword blade which had been strategically placed to catch the speeding bullets deflecting them from their primary course. Her face, right between the eyes. Glancing off with a loud clang, the out of control bullets hit another bandit in the chest instantly dropping him on his back to the ground dead. His double edged spear bounced harmlessly to the side. With a ruthless cross cut to the rifleman’s shoulder and neck; they were completely sliced through as well as his fire arm. The bandit leader ordered the other six of his men to attack.
     “Nobody can do that!” He yelled trying to cover what just happened with  none credibility. But three of his men were dead and nothing could change that fact. Three bandits armed with a spear, a broad sword ,and a katana rushed with a loud battle cry into the mist of the raging battle. Blocking the katana with an upward strike, Nightblade cut downward  to check her stance on both targets. Spinning and almost stabbing the ground Shina skillfully blocked the broad sword, forcing it downward with her sword hilt and executing a slicing blow to the swordsman’s upper knee. Forcing him to drop to the ground which gave her enough time to meet the swordsman, (whom clearly was not a samurai sense he was not holding his weapon correctly for the proper usage) with a straight jab to his abdomen that pierced his back and extended at least a foot. Ripping it blade back through his stomach with a foot firmly pushed into his chest for leverage she then spun and stabbed the struggling man, who was originally
armed with the broad sword in the neck at an angle. Blood splashed on her face but the master swordsman didn’t notice she simply continued her work.
     “Die you samurai bitch!” The bandit leader yelled as he swung his heavy two handed- sword in Shina’s direction. Only to be block and countered with a powerful cross cut to his shoulders and she spun three hounded and sixty degrees to perform another diagonal cut to his neck chest ,and abdomen in one whirling motion. The other three bandits saw their leader crash to the ground in three pieces. The quickly decided they better quickly change their profession in a hurry. Turing a way and running, they made for the woods and brush they had leaped out of on the Kingfisher trail.  Shina Nightblade stood frozen in a back stance for a few seconds before grabbing her sword scabbard and standing up straight. Whipping her sword blade up high she slowly put it back into its scabbard without taking her eyes off the wilderness.
     “Wow! You’re really something else!” Ruki Ito congratulated his bodyguard.
     “I had no idea you were that bad ass.” He continued as he began to gather his gold coins and money purse.
     “You’re worth every cent I’m paying you.” The fat merchant said sitting on his butt smiling while counting his gold.
     “We should have taken a ship. This entire cross country trip has been a disaster. These men were a test. The magic syndicates have found out that you posses the Dragon’s Kiss. You heard what the bandit said. Real assassins will be coming soon. We better get to the city before night fall or we may encounter more trouble.” The cautious soldier stated to her greedy out of shape employer.




     The roof top was littered with dead Spider Clan assassins. The thick rain drops washed the blood from the razor sharp blade of the katana that killed them. Lighting flashed from the over head thunder clouds. The rain beat down on the roof top like a drum. Shina Nightblade stood on the roof top of the Thypon Corporation building frozen like a statue. Her tight black leather outfit reflected the flashing lighting and out lined her sexy female shape. Her white head band held her thick black hair that hung down to her shoulders out of her eyes. The rain made it stick to her face and neck which her employer Ruki Ito thought was just too hot. He watched his shapely bodyguard as she faced down the latest assassin bounty hunter from behind the large garbage can next to the door to the roof. The skillful Nightblade stood with slightly bent knees and her hands gripping her katana over her head with the blade pointing downward at an angle. The windy rain did nothing to break her concentration. Her deep blue eyes focused on one thing. The deadly opponent across from her. Adjusting her left foot for a better stance vibrated the blaster on her side and the dagger strapped to the small of her back. Straight in front of her stood her toughest opponent yet; Myst. A lone wolf ninja assassin whom had built quit a reputation for getting the job done and escaping completely clean. He had killed half of the Spider clan member himself trying to get to Ruki Ito himself. Armed with A six foot staff with twin crescent moon shaped blades on either end of the weapon. The ninja was focused beyond the rain’s distraction. Behind his disguise and blue and black camouflage he narrowed his eyes. Letting out a loud battle cry he charged in Shina’s direction. In turn the skilled student of the legendary Katana King gave her own cry of war and charged. Leaping into the air the two combatants met weapon to weapon with a loud clang. As he landed Myst whirled his weapon low and attacked the samurai soldier’s feet. Shina stepped back twice to avoid the ends of razor sharp weapon’s blades. She countered with a powerful downward cut but the ninja easily blocked her attack. Rotating his staff weapon the assassin countered Nightblade yet again. Turning to the side and shifting her katana diagonally the skilled   swordsman blocked the ninja’s deceptive assault. Whiling her body the opposite direction and dragging her right foot low to the ground; Shina hooked the bounty hunters feet sweeping him to his back. Instantly she turned and bolted in her employer’s direction. Taking a quick glance behind her, she saw Myst was already to his feet and in pursuit. The assassin abruptly stopped and ripped his blaster from his hip. Leaping to the top of garbage container the bodyguard avoided several plasma blasts that streaked in to the wall of the building and side of the trash container.
     “What the!!??” Ruki Ito freaked as Shina crouched beside him.
“You’re supposed ttt… to be out there!” The fat merchant complained. The samurai soldier rose up straight and peered in bounty hunters direction  Myst was charging at full speed.   
     Nightblade quickly unsnapped a pouch on her utility belt and drew out a small white golf ball shaped object. Raising it up high she slammed it to the wet ground between her and Ruki Ito. As it detonated an enormous cloud of white smoke engulfed her and her employer. Myst slid to a halt and fired his blaster horizontally in a sweep into smoke cloud. As the white screen cleared the bounty hunter leaped to the top of the large trash container. Shina Nightblade was gone and so was her employer. Spinning his blaster like an old west gunslinger Myst replaced it in its holster. He scanned the roof top once more from atop the container but only the dead Spider Clan assassins bodies remained. Ruki Ito and the Dragon’s Kiss hand slipped between his fingers for now. He whirled his bladed staff and exited the building roof top.

  Blades of Shadow


              Busy traffic zipped through the Techron City streets while above the air was filled with fling cars traveling to and fro. The bright rays reflected off their shiny paint jobs. Fast paced patrons quickly stepped their way to their destinations. Gigantic video screened billboards covered the building walls with tones of advertisements and sales pitches. A gray and blue police car slowly floated to the street and switched to driving mode. A slime muscular sky boarder zipped through the bustling air traffic and road his board smoothly to a halt onto a nearby sidewalk. His black leather flight jacket with pants and boots to match brought out his light blue T-shirt. He deactivated his magna-lock boots and his magna-lock strip on his board allowing him to step down to the ground. His anti-gravity generator levitated it about a foot above the concrete below. As the board’s engines shut down with a high pitched hum. The twenty five year old African American male grabbed it with one hand and it responding to his touch shut off its anti-grav unit. Jackson Salter with board under arm walked to the Techron City museum and magna-locked it to the bike chain bar outside of the building’s sliding door before entering. The former sky boarding champion checked his cell phone for missed calls but he had none. He had put his phone on silent while he was riding the air waves to help him stay focused.  As he entered the crowded hall way a familiar voice caught his attention.
     “Jackson!” A vibrant male voice called out to him from behind.
     “Man what up!” A slim Chinese man about twenty years of age rushed toward him through the museum doors. Mark Chang’s friendly greeted him with a day brightening spirit. Jackson swung his right hand to slap him five.
     “Man I thought you weren’t gonna show up.” Jackson said smiling.
     “Come on dog, you know I wouldn’t miss this exhibit’s opening for the world.” Mark expressed laughing. The dueo turned and headed back toward the center of the building.
     “So do you think anyone will try for the vase?” Mark asked his friend casually.
     “I wouldn’t doubt it.” Jackson said with a sigh.
     “If any magic users are familiar with the keys they’ll be able to see through its mask.” He added. They threaded their way through the schools of people until they reached the museum elevators.
     “I hope we can get away from this day from being a magic show down fight scene.” Mark joked.
     “I would really would like to see the honeys that are here to check out the vase.” He continued.
      Being mage warriors was getting in the way of marks love life a little. He would be in the middle of a date some night and some creature or monster would show up in his area with sights on him. Trying to get him out of the way. He had lost some pretty hot chicks because something scary attacked him and his date in some restaurant while they were eating. Most girls he knew didn’t like scary hell spawn with three or four eyes and long and sharp teeth. Jackson was feeling it too. The mage warrior thing was a little tough with dealing with women considering how many magical creature they had faced in the last month. They hadn’t had a lot of good nights rest lately. A lot of creepy crawlie’s had showed up in the same place. Four or five trolls or two or three hell hounds. They hardly ever encountered more than one of the tougher creatures at once, but lately they had been showing up in small groups. But this job was different. They were watching out for a magic thief. The vase on the display was an artifact of great power. To the every -day public the vase was a priceless relic dug up in the African dessert. But Jackson and Mark both knew the truth. If a rogue magic user that knew how to use the vase got their hands on it, they would have a problem that wouldn’t go away on its own any time soon. As the elevator stopped the doors slide open and the two young men exited it into the hallway. As they made their way to the exhibit they noticed the large crowd of people swarming around the vase’s window. Photographers snapped photos and reporters wrote columns on their touch screen computers. As they made it to the window a wave of invisible water crashed into them and stopped them dead in their tracks. Other people showed no response as if nothing had happened to them. One older man stepped from behind them and glanced at them for their rudeness of stopping so abruptly in the isle way. As the man made his way on down the isle mark cut his eyes at his partner.
     “Did you feel that?” The warrior mage asked with a serious look.
     “Yeah, somebody just shrouded themselves.” Cutting his eyes to meet Jackson’s gaze. They both scanned the area around them. Checking out the crowd and the exhibit window but everyone was acting normal as if nothing strange had happened. Jackson took a deep breath and looked around the room once more. Mark looked at him with a little disappointment in his eyes. They both new what a shroud spell mint, they were dealing with a strong magic user. A experienced magic user that had detected them first. And there was no doubt that he or she knew what the vase in the exhibit was. Jackson had the ability to detect the mage but he would have to summon his source weapon Emerald Shadow. Its power could see through shroud cloaking cloudy magic but summoning it would cause a little too much of a scene in the general public. Mark looked at the crowd once more then back at Jackson.
     “Do you think they will try for it now.” He asked his partner.
     “I don’t know but they made us that’s for sure. Let’s just see what happens.” Jackson said scanning the crowd once more but still detecting nothing unusual.
     From the center of the crowd a sexy female shape softly freed its self from the droves of people. Her blonde and black streaked hair was whipped with big curls that brought out her Chinese shaped eyes. Her thick curvy shape was fitted to her black jeans and black denim jacket. The woman’s white silk shirt bulged from her healthy breast. Her black high heeled shoes clicked as she made a path to get breathing room. The young woman’s right hand held a digital camera shoulder height to protect it from damage. A small leather camera case was slung over the African American ladies shoulder. Jackson refocused his eyes and made sure he wasn’t dreaming.
     Damn! He thought. The sexy female made her way toward him and stopped a few steps short as her light brown eyes met his.
     “Jackson?” She explained.
Mark turned his eyes to his friend’s direction but Jackson remained focused on the vision of beauty in front of him.
     “I can’t believe it! It’s really you!” The young woman continued.
     “Tameka?” The young mage said with a frown.
     “Tameka Henry? I don’t believe it.”  He continued with a deep breath. Tameka stepped forward a few steps and looked down to gather words.
     “Well it’s been a long time hasn’t it?”  Tameka said with a smile.
     “Yeah it has.” Jackson replied slowly rolling his eyes.
     “So what are you doing in Techron?” She asked.
     “I’m working with my homeboy at the sky boarder convention.” Jackson quickly lied and turned his eyes to Mark who met his gaze with an innocent expression.
     “Yeah auh…Hi I’m Mark Chang assistant director of the Silver Eagle sky boarding competition.”  Mark quickly stated holding out his right hand for a friendly greeting.  Tameka held out her hand and shook marks with a soft manicured grip.
     “It’s nice to meet you.” She said. Jackson lit up a fake smile.
      “What are you doing here?” He asked.
     “Oh, I’m working for the Solar Flare a web based news paper here in the city. I’ve lived here about three years with my Grandmother. She needed a little help around the house so I moved from Boston to help her out.”
     “That was nice of you.” Jackson said with another fake smile.  Tameka reached into her jacket pocket raveled her cell phone. It buzzed and vibrated.
     “Oh, it’s my Grandmother; I’ll be working here all week.” She committed.
     “It would be alright with me if you stopped by.” The sexy reporter said with a smile.
     “Hey hold on, let me give you my card.” She reached into her bag and pulled out her business card and gave it to Jackson.
     “I’ve gotta take this, see you later.” She said dipping through the crowd to the elevator.
     “Wow! Who’s Tameka? She’s really hot.” Mark said looking at Jackson with wide eyes and a friendly smile.
     “Just a memory from along time ago.” Jackson committed still staring in the young reporters direction as she vanished into the museum elevator.
     “Any way that magic user must have defiantly made us.” The blade caster said attempting to change the subject.
     “You really don’t want to talk about her huh?”  Mark countered.
     “I’m calling Doctor Hunter.”Jackson stated.


Shadow War
     The Techron City Park shook from the explosion. The alley cats and stray dogs scrambled for safety. The battle between the Blade Caster, the Ninja Master and Dark Samurai had climaxed. The awesome power of Honiko Umari’s soul cutter katana had paused and apparently had won the battle. Oak trees and park benches vibrated as Umari stood motionless watching the smoke clear inside his magical dome of destruction.

     Now that they are dead I can get on with my mission to retrieve the Titan Key. The dark samurai thought.  His energy dome deactivated and the smoke and dust floated freely through the air of the twenty foot radius of the park it covered. Suddenly a flurry of machine gun bullets zinged through the air from the dust in his direction! Instantly he magically spun his spirit powered katana on his finger tips and easily deflected the attack. As the smoke cleared Nighthunter faded into view blasting at will! Jackson Salter’s appeared into existence behind the master ninja charging a magical arrow.
     “If you ever shot true Emerald Dawn let it be now!” the Blade Caster softly stressed to his green glowing bow, arrow, and samurai armor combination. Like a detonating light bomb Jackson’s armor blazed into a brilliant energy pulse and fired his super charged missile. Nighthunter blasted heavy cover fire to keep their adversary defending. By the time Honiko Umari realized what was happening and how powerful his opponent’s attack was Jackson’s light arrow slammed against his spinning soul cutter shield and detonated like a cruse missile! The massive explosion was so powerful that it shredded three trees and destroyed a park bench not to mention blew a ten foot creator where Umari was originally standing. In the mist of the smoke, dust, and fiery coals the Dark Samurai crawled toward his magical weapon which was laying a few feet just out of his reach. Smoke streamed from Jackson’s arrow that was lodged fast in his left shoulder.  Nighthunter readied his machines gun by quickly changing his weapon’s clips.
     “Nighthunter!” Jackson Salter’s called from behind him. The Master Ninja turned to see his mage warrior comrade transform from a magic powered emerald samurai warrior back into a highly skilled sky bordering champion dressed in a black leather flight jacket, gens, and boots to match. His long bow too faded and vanished from his hand.
     “I hit him with everything I had.” Jackson said falling to one knee. It was obvious to Nighthunter that his ally had used up his magic for now. He switched his visor to x ray mode. There he was! The dark warrior lying on the ground with Jackson’s arrow lodged in his shoulder! The samurai then grabbed his katana and vanished in a flash of light.
     “He teleported!” Nighthunter yelled to his comrade.
     “Good thing because my battery’s dead.” Jackson expressed.
     “Let’s get out of here before someone else shows up.”  Nighthunter urged to the Blade Caster as he rushed to his side to help him up.