Monday, April 29, 2013

Faded Cover Reveal

Faded, Rock Star Trilogy #2
by: Mercy Amare
I left Hope – the only place I’ve ever felt at home. So now what? Where do I go from here?
When I left, I didn’t just leave my home. I left my friends, my sisters, and Stephan… I just found them. I can’t lose them now.
I know that I want to do MY music. I just need to remember WHY I wanted to play music in the first place. And the only way to get that is by firing my dad, but that may be harder than I thought.
On top of everything, I now have cameras following me around everywhere. Even my own home isn’t safe anymore.
I’ve come to realize that normal will never be an option for me.
Faded will be available June 6, 2013! Be sure to add this book to your to-read list!
Jaded, Rock Star Trilogy #1, is now available on AmazonBarnes & Noble, and Smashwords!

Author bio: I am a YA/ NA author, with an addiction to NOS & Red Bull energy drinks. My guilty pleasure is the TV series The Lying Game and The Vampire Diaries. I'm 23 years old. I currently live in St Louis, with my husband of 2 years.  Find Me Online:  Website/ Facebook/Twitter/ Goodreads

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Unsinkable Blog Tour

Title: Unsinkable 
Author: Nicole Bradshaw
Genre: Fiction
Tour Organizer: B3 Tours

Unsinkable Description

Fifteen-year-old Corinne LaRoche’s life changes one evening when she returns home and
witnesses her father being harassed by racist French policemen. That’s it! Her frustrated father
decides the family is leaving France and moving back to Canada.

After boarding the beautiful Titanic, Corinne meets Christopher, the Captain’s nephew. Coming
from a wealthy British family, Christopher is privileged in every way. He matches perfectly with
Sophia, the daughter of a dear family friend he plans to wed.
Unsinkable is the tale of how two teens from seemingly different worlds come together amidst a
tragedy that changed thousands of lives forever. They could have never imagined their
impending fate as well as the family secrets revealed four days before the sinking. This novel
gives a day-by-day account of the doomed voyage as told from a minority perspective.

A Bond Broken Description (Prequel e-novella to Unsinkable)
Corinne’s big sister, Astrid, has always looked out for her, even if Astrid believes Corinne has
favor with their parents. But Astrid has a secret. She confides to her younger sister her plans to
leave the tiny town of Cherbourg, France to become the first colored fashion designer in New
York City. She’ll finally be on her own and rid of the family’s strict rules.
When their father loses his job, Astrid is commanded to leave school in order to assist the family
financially. Trying to help, Corinne reveals Astrid’s secret but only makes the situation worse.
Astrid feels betrayed by her younger sister and promises revenge. She seizes the perfect
opportunity with Corinne’s blossoming friendship with a boy from class.
The sisters become mortal enemies and vow to hate one another until the day they die. That day
may come sooner than they think. On April 10th, 1912, the family boards the beautiful Titanic
on a voyage that will change their lives forever.
A Bond Broken is the prequel novella to the novel Unsinkable, which tells the fictitious story of
the only black family on the doomed ship, the Titanic.

Fact Sheet for Nicole Bradshaw

•Born and raised in Malvern, PA but has lived in Silver Springs, MD and currently resides in the

•First taste of writing began when she and her older sister used to create plays from Archie

•Wrote a parenting column for The Bahama Buy and Sell, a local newspaper.

•Penname Nicole Bradshaw is her middle name and her mother’s maiden name.

•Chose a penname to differentiate her adult novels from her children’s novels.

•Currently writes children’s stories for an ipad app.

•Unsinkable came about one day when she was watching the popular movie, Titanic.

•She wondered if there were any minorities on the ship. After the movie, she googled it and
found out about the LaRoche family. From there, she created Unsinkable.

For more information check out

Both novels are available on and

Saturday, April 27, 2013

The Bloody Sinful Original Legacy Tour

Dates: April 15 - April 30

Blood of the Son, Sins of the Father, The Original Sin, and Legacy of Blood
Skye Morrison Vampire Series   Book #1 - 4
J.L. McCoy
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

BOOK ONE: Blood of the Son

After a shocking admission by Archer Rhys, Skye Morrison and the rest of The Mausoleum's vampire crew have to deal with the aftermath of Houston business owner and fellow vampire Greyson Mead's murder. A gruesome discovery in Skye's driveway forces her out of her house and temporarily into Archer's lakeside mansion with her co-workers Trey, Hunter, Quinn, Seamus, Lochlan, Jameson, and of course the ever jealous Aoife. Skye must now live under the same roof with the two men she wants most and things are bound to get complicated. With a psychotic murderer on the loose hell bent on killing vampires and the appointed army of The Faithful having no luck in finding them, will Skye's new boss and co-workers live to see next week? Will Skye make it out of Archer's mansion alive?
*Be advised: This book contains adult situations, steamy sex scenes, and cursing.*
“With all those late hours, doesn’t Mrs. Rhys miss you?” I asked.
He raised an eyebrow. “No,” he said with a slight smirk. “There is no Mrs. Rhys.”
“Oh, sorry” I replied, a little embarrassed. “I just figured a guy like you would have been snatched up long ago by some gorgeous girl.”
He smiled and chuckled a little. “You’d think so, huh? I haven’t had much luck in that least long term.”
“Sorry if I seemed nosy,” I said, looking down at my clasped hands. I felt like I had pried.
“Not at all, Skye. These are things you’ll need to know if you work for me,” he said soothingly. “Let me ask you a few general questions. Would that be alright?”
“Yes, please. Fire away,” I said, eager to change the subject.
“What do you like to do for fun?” he asked.
I looked up at him and wondered if I should give him the safe answer or the true answer. I decided to throw caution to the wind and let him see the real me. “Well, um, I enjoy painting. Abstract mostly...on big canvases. There’s almost nothing better than channeling your love, fear, pain, bad day, good day down into something and seeing the beauty of those emotions emerge. It helps me realize that no matter how bad my day was, or how hurt I felt...there’s always beauty in everything; that every emotion I feel is important and helps make me who I am. I love it. It’s freedom incarnate.” I smiled and remembered the last painting I did. It was after Jesse and I broke up. I put all the anger, tears, frustration, and ugliness down on the canvas. It turned into one of the most beautiful pieces I’ve ever done.
“I love to read,” I said, clearing my throat and continuing. “I’ve always preferred that over watching television. There’s not much imagination to television in my opinion. Also, dancing has always been in my blood. I love dancing whether it’s out at a dance hall or around my house. If hear music, my body just kind of responds to it. I like to catch Karaoke Night at the Blue Lagoon Lounge whenever I can. Their Cult Movie Show Tunes night is to die for. Don’t laugh. I know it’s cheesy, but I love it. And, I have to say, one of my absolute favorite things to do is go to my weekly Krav Maga class that I take with my best friend, Nikki,” I said, hoping that that wasn’t too long winded of an answer.
“Impressive, Miss Morrison,” he said with a cock of his head and appraising eyes. “I like a strong woman.”
I blushed and looked down at my hands. Small butterflies fluttered around in my stomach and I adjusted my body uncomfortably in the seat. I was embarrassed but a little excited at the look in his eye as he watched me talking. What is that...the way he’s looking at me? He likes a strong woman...what does that mean? Is he coming on to me? I laughed inwardly at the absurdity of my thoughts. Yeah right, Skye. He’s WAY out of your league, girlfriend. But, nice try. I looked up, into his eyes, and gave him a small smile and a shrug. “Me too. I grew up on Red Sonja comics. I wanted to be just like her when I was a kid.”
His eyes sparkled with his laughter and the butterflies in my stomach picked up again. Dammit, stop that! I silently told myself. Out of your league! And, he just might be your boss someday. Chill, hormones...
“What kinds of books do you like to read?” he asked.
I was surprised by the question. I guess when he said general, he really meant general. “I mainly read paranormal fiction, though I do enjoy the occasional historical drama or biography.”
“I’ve read up on preternatural things myself,” he said with a knowing smile. “What are your favorite subjects?”
“Well, I suppose it would be vampires, werewolves, fae, and similar mythological creatures,” I said, hoping that’s what he meant.
He laughed and nodded his head. “I’m glad you enjoy those. I do, too,” he said.
I started wondering how these questions pertained to the job I was interviewing for. But, I shouldn’t complain, I guess. These questions were very easy to answer and it seemed like he was genuinely interested in hearing my answers.
“Do you have any first-aid knowledge?” he inquired next.
“Hm...well, yes. I took a first-aid course in summer camp when I was 15. I still remember the basics,” I said, a little confused as to where this was going.
“Good,” he said, and then looked thoughtful. “Would you know how to...let’s say for example...dress wounds and control bleeding?”
What the hell kind of interview question was that?! I thought to myself. I’d expect that if I was applying at a hospital or something, but... “Yes,” I said slowly, confused as to why I would ever need to know something like that working in a nightclub.
“Excellent,” he said smiling. “You never know when something like that will come in handy.”

BOOK TWO: Sins of the Father

After a shocking admission by Archer Rhys, Skye Morrison and the rest of The Mausoleum's vampire crew have to deal with the aftermath of Houston business owner and fellow vampire Greyson Mead's murder.  A gruesome discovery in Skye's driveway forces her out of her North Central Austin, Texas townhome and temporarily into Archer's lakeside mansion with her co-workers Trey, Hunter, Quinn, Seamus, Lochlan, Jameson, and of course the ever jealous Aoife.  Skye must now live under the same roof with the two men she wants most and things are bound to get complicated.  With a psychotic murder on the loose hell bent on killing vampires and the appointed army of The Faithful having no luck in finding them, will Skye's new boss and co-workers live to see next week?  Will Skye make it out of Archer's mansion alive?  
“Did you need something?” I asked.
Archer leaned forward in his chair and took off his expensive charcoal gray sports coat. “I wanted to see how you were handling all of this,”he said, throwing the coat onto the couch and moving to take off his cufflinks. I watched him struggle for a second before I intervened.
“Here, let me help you.” I said as I got up from the chair and walked around his desk. He smiled tiredly, sighed, and thanked me. I hopped up onto the desk, sat in the same place Aoife had only moments ago occupied and pulled his hand onto my lap. I slowly took off his left cufflink and sat it down on the dark desk beside me. I looked into his ice blue eyes as I rolled the shirtsleeve up his muscular forearm. “Honestly, Archer, I don’t know how I am handling this.”
He stared intensely into my eyes and searched them for clues. “Are you scared?” I nodded my head and gave him his arm back. I picked up his right one and began the same process again. “You know I’ll never let anything happen to you, don’t you?”
I watched my hands work as I thought about that for a few seconds.
“I know,” I said finally, looking back up into his beautiful eyes. Neither of us said anything for a long moment. “I’m worried about you...about all of you,” I admitted reluctantly, my fingers finishing their work.
Archer took one of my hands in his and leaned closer. “We’re going to be just fine,” he said, tucking a stray hair behind my left ear and then lifting my chin. “We’re a lot stronger than we look, Skye.”
I had a sudden flash of Greyson’s mutilated body and I swallowed hard, shaking my head. My eyes glistened with unshed tears. “But Greyson...,”
Archer shushed me with a gentle finger to my full lips. “Don’t,” he whispered, looking deeply into my eyes. “Don’t think about that.” He cupped my cheek and tenderly ran his thumb over my mouth, tracing my bottom lip.
“I’m sorry for how I acted earlier tonight,” he apologized gently, his eyes remorseful.
“I know,” I whispered. I tilted my head into his cool hand and closed my eyes. His touch was so comforting, his strong arms safe. I felt my body slowly start to relax for the first time tonight.
“I want you to stay with me tonight, Skye.” My eyes flew open in alarm and I sat up straight. “Us,” Archer amended quickly. “I meant I want you to stay with my house.”

BOOK THREE: The Original Sin

"Skye Morrison's life lately has been anything but ordinary. Attempting to pull together the pieces of her life that have been ripped to shreds after being kidnapped and tortured by Amun- who happens to be the father of all vampires-her dreams are haunted by memories of those recent fateful and horrific events. Skye struggles with her split feelings and the raw sexual tension with her lover, Jameson Doyle and boss Archer Rhys-the continuous object of her sexual fantasies. Residing at Archer's lakeside mansion with the rest of the vampire clan, Skye attempts to maintain a normal routine. With the vampire army, The Faithful, attempting unsuccessfully to capture Amun, her nightmares take her down a twisted spiral of entrapment and terror, taking its toll on her daily life. Haunted and hunted by the psychotic and mind-twisting Amun, Skye goes through dark and violent changes, revealing a side of herself she didn't know existed and ultimately leading to a shocking conclusion. With a climax that will leave you breathless and wanting more, don't miss the third chapter in the life of Skye Morrison.  
“Stop,” I whispered as the tears finally began to spill down my face. “I can’t bear to hear anymore.” My heart constricted with the pain his words brought. “How can you do this to me? How can you when you know I’m with Jameson.”
I roughly wiped the tears from my cheeks, stood up, and stormed over to him. “What am I supposed to do with this, Archer? Huh? Leave your brother and jump into your bed? What about him? What about his feelings? How can you do this to me? Why couldn’t you have just left it alone? Why did you have to tell me?”
“You deserve to know how I feel,” he growled. “You were mine before you were his.”
“No,” I shook my head sadly. “I wasn’t.”
“Why couldn’t you have just talked to me, Skye?” Archer asked, his voice full of pain. “Why didn’t you give me an opportunity to explain the kiss you saw between Aoife and me before you ran into my brother’s arms?”
“I thought I knew what I saw,” I whispered, losing my fight.
“You knew nothing,” he whispered, matching my tone, as he closed the gap between us and pulled me into his arms. He bent down and nuzzled my hair, taking a deep breath in.
I wrapped my arms around him and clung to him tightly. I buried my face in his chest and succumbed to my waterworks. “I knew nothing,” I finally admitted tearfully.
He held me for a long time, neither of us saying anything. I think we were both just content to be in each other’s arms. We had been denying ourselves for the longest time. Holding him felt like coming home; like a cool drink of water after a long week in the desert.
“I’m so sorry, Archer,” I sniffed. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”
“I’m sorry, too,” he mumbled into my hair as he placed light kisses about the top of my head. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now. The girl I love is sleeping with my brother.”

BOOK FOUR: Legacy of Blood

"Skye Morrison begged for death.  Fortunately, someone didn't listen.
Skye awakens to discover she has been irrevocably changed and the unprecedented circumstances of her rebirth have now created a new threat to her very existence. Sired by both the monster Amun and the vampire Archer Rhys, Skye must prove to the army of An Dilis (The Faithful) whose essence is most dominant within her and that she is not a danger to them or society.  The Faithful soon discover that she is unlike any vampire ever created before as she struggles to adjust to her new life and the changes that come with it.
Her recent brush with death has made Skye realize that life is precious and she wastes no time telling the one she loves how she feels about him.
But, Amun finds out that someone interfered with Skye's transformation and the intrusion makes him livid.  He gives Skye 7 days to come to him or he threatens to begin killing the ones she loves most. 
Will Skye be able to survive long enough to enjoy her new life now that Amun is hunting her and everyone she loves?
As soon as my head hit my pillow, and I fully relaxed, my eyes began to grow heavy.   All of the excitement I had been through today had taken its toll on me mentally.  I desperately needed to sleep and recharge.  Before I knew it, I was out cold.
Images flashed behind my eyes, interrupting hours of deep, sound sleep as I softly heard someone whispering my name.  Something was pulling at my psyche, demanding entrance, and I finally gave in to the request.  
Amun was standing by large body of water with his back to me.  As soon as I took a step toward him, he whirled around looking surprised but relieved.
“What took you so long?” he demanded, his black eyes taking on anger.  “I’ve been reaching out to you all day.  I could feel you but I didn’t have access to you…I couldn’t access your mind.  Something is interfering.  HOW are you keeping me out?”
“Ha!” I laughed and sneered at the small victory.  “You mean to tell me you can’t just come into my dreams whenever you want to?”
He flashed to me and grabbed me by my throat.  “You drank their blood?!” he raged in my face as he glared back and forth between my now colorless eyes.  “But you are mine!”
“I am no one’s!” I yelled back as I ripped his hand from my neck and pushed him away from me; the action utterly shocking Amun.  “No one owns me!  No one will EVER own me!”
“A piece of my very soul is inside of you,” he growled, quickly recovering.  “You are mine and you will do as I say.  You will come to me this night!  I DEMAND IT!”
I put my hands on my hips and smirked at him.  “Demand away, Amun.  I don’t know what you’re expecting, but I’m not going to just come crawling to whatever hole you’re off hiding in.  You have no control over me.  Get used to it!”
“Oh, I have plenty of control over you,” he sneered evilly as he took another step toward me.  “All those disgusting feelings of love and desire you felt for that Day Walker…Archer?  I put them there.  I made you dream of him, want him, make love to him…  I made you want to stay with him when you were so set on leaving.  I couldn’t very well allow you to leave and ruin all my plans!  But in the end, you betrayed me, Damu.  There will be a heavy price to pay for that.  You were supposed to stay, complete your change and then kill him and all his children.  Instead you drink his blood and pollute yourself?!  You could have been something great, something beautifully fierce and exquisitely savage, but now you are just another common, pathetic Day Walker!”
I felt my eyes flicker black as anger consumed me.  “I’m not your fucking toy, Amun!  If you think you can force me to feel things and do things for you, you have another thing coming.  I’m going to kill you for what you’ve done to me!  As God is my witness, you will DIE by MY hand!”
Amun chuckled as he looked me up and down and then tsked.  “Oh, my sweet Nisiqtu…you are still so headstrong.  I believe I was wrong about you.  You carry my mark in your eyes.  We are not so different after all, you and I.  You may be a Day Walker now, but the potential for greatness is still there.  The possibilities are endless now.  There is so much we can do to them now that you are one of them.  They will never suspect-”
“Fuck you!” I spat as I turned and walked away.  I didn’t have to listen to his bullshit.  He may have pulled me into this dream but, come hell or high water, I was going to walk out of it.
“You have one week to come to me, Skye,” Amun yelled at my back.  “If you do not obey me, I will start killing your friends and family one by one and I’ll start with that fiery girl who shares your home.  I believe I’ll sew her colorful skin into a new hat.”
I whirled around, my eyes wide and fearful.  “You lay one finger on her and I’ll-”
“Silence!” Amun roared angrily, his voice echoing loudly all around me.  “Seven days, Skye.  And you had better be wearing the presents I left for you when you come to me.”

Links for the Books:

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  *Blood of the Son USA:
  *Sins of the Father USA:
  *The Original Sin USA:
  *Legacy of Blood USA:

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  *Blood of the Son:
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  *Blood of the Son:
  *Sins of the Father:

Author Information:

J. L. McCoy resides in the beautifully weird city of Austin, Texas with her opinionated Pekiweenie Isabel and handsome husband Kenny.  She has always been a passionate reader and enjoys watching movies, traveling, listening to heavy metal/classic rock/80s music, getting mani/pedis with her girls, and singing karaoke.  She loves body art and is hopelessly addicted to Sonic’s ice and Route 44 un-sweet raspberry iced tea.  

If you’d like more information about her or her upcoming books, please visit her at the following links:
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Silenced: The Overtaking Blurb Reveal

Title: Silenced 2: The Overtaking
Author: Rae Beth McGee-Buda
Genre: Young Adult, Suspense, Christian
Release Date: Late Summer 2013

Blurb: In life when one thing goes wrong, it can feel like everything goes wrong. Secrets come to the surface while friendships twist out of control, romantic relationships end, and even a dear loved one can die!

In Silenced: The Overtaking Amber’s life turns to chaos when she finds out Sarah, her childhood friend dies suddenly, her stepfather reveals another devastating family secret, and her boyfriend begins pushing her away.

After all the truth comes out, Amber turns to her darkness for comfort when her worst fear becomes reality. Her secret with cutting is discovered when she loses control and ends up in the hospital. Amber’s long journey to recovery begins with a battle. While she’s fighting her way to freedom, she discovers the one love she’s been missing her entire life.
Will Amber overtake her darkness of cutting or will the darkness overtake her?

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About the Author

RaeBeth McGee-Buda was born in southwestern Pennsylvania in 1987, the second daughter of Rachel Yost and Arthur Curtis McGee. RaeBeth grew up loving to read and write poetry, as well as short stories. Her childhood dream was to become a teacher. Rae Beth's dream of writing was created in her eleventh grade literature class where writing became her passion.
RaeBeth married in August 2012 to her husband, Gregory Stephen Buda Jr. and resides in a small Pennsylvania town of Fairchance. RaeBeth is a full time mother of one and is expecting her second.

She graduated from American Intercontinental University with her associates in business administration. She enjoys spending her time writing and feels that connecting with readers is her main goal.
RaeBeth published Silenced under her maiden name but plans to continue writing under her married name with any other works.

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Other Side of Forever Blog Tour

Other Side of Forever
By Shannon Eckrich
Publisher: Crescent Moon Press
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 23, 2012
Length: 236 pages

The Other Side of Forever Cover

What if your life finally seemed to make sense? But, what if­­ in an instant­­everything is taken away? How
far would you go to get your life back? Seventeen ­year ­old Allie Anderson's telekinetic powers are anything but useful­­she can't bring her father back, can't stop her mother's downward spiral into alcohol, and can't keep her from falling in love with Ethan Bradley. Loving Ethan is easy, but it
comes with a hefty price: Ethan is prohibited by his people from interacting with mortals ­­because he isn't mortal himself. When Allie and Ethan's love is discovered, there's someone who will do anything to keep them apart. If Allie can't learn to control her powers and fight to save Ethan, this dark entity will make every attempt to stop her beating heart. And if that happens, not even the energy of an immortal can bring her back.
Shimmering with strong paranormal elements, a touch of mystery, magic, and a forbidden love
story worth dying for, Other Side of Forever will leave you craving more.

Excerpt One:
Ethan rushed out of the trees and raced over. He kneeled down beside me, his expression
matching the feeling that throbbed through my leg. "Are you okay, Allie?" he asked. His breathing
remained steady, even though I knew he had been running through the woods. How weird. But I
was in too much agony and too confused about what happened only minutes ago to ask him
about it.
"My ankle," I said.
He lifted his gaze from my face to stare at my hands. He pushed my hands away and replaced
them with his. The warmth zipping through my ankle began to numb the pain.
"Where did you come from?" I asked, watching his hands in disbelief.
"I live on the other side of the woods," he answered, shooting me a sideways glance before
focusing back on my injury.
"How convenient for me that Ethan Bradley lives on the other side of the woods." The memory of
our argument the night before flashed back into my mind.
"Apparently it's very convenient." He pressed his lips together. "If not, you would be stuck out
here in the middle of nowhere without a way to get home."
The heat from his hands intensified, and I was no longer able to speak. A tingling sensation
snaked its way into my ankle and slithered up my body. His energy completely relaxed me. And
then, all traces of pain were gone. It was if I had never been injured at all.
"How…how did you do that?"
He looked over at me, his dark eyes drowning in hesitation. I thought he was going to tell me the
truth this time, but I was wrong.

Excerpt Two:
“It’s okay,” I whispered. “We belong together.” I now knew what I was saying was true. Between
his pain and my pain, the battle was over. And I could feel the pull, the magnet that had
succeeded in bringing us together. “I’m not going to fight you anymore.”
His deep, dark eyes refused to stray from mine as the strength of his body pushed me back onthe sofa. Our hearts, perfectly aligned, danced in a rhythm I’d never thought possible, like
hundreds of butterflies had been released into the air. Our breaths came in short, shallow gasps
as he explored my neck with the softness of his lips.
Ethan brought his hands up, intertwining his fingers into mine. The warmth of our bodies
connecting turned into a scorching heat, a burning desire that I didn’t understand.
He lifted his head, searching for my eyes. Once he found them, he locked on, refusing to blink as
he drew me in. In an instant, it reminded me of the night we met. The way he’d seemed to peer
into the depth of my soul. Except I wasn’t confused this time. Instead of fighting, instead of
pushing him away like I did that night, I surrendered.

Excerpt Three:
“Ethan,” I whispered into the darkness. Nothing. I crept through the room, moving toward the
kitchen, when something grabbed me from behind. A piercing scream escaped from the depths
of my throat as Ethan, who was laughing hysterically from my reaction, picked me up and tossed
me over his shoulder.
“Omigod…Ethan…you scared the crap out of me!” I gasped for air, but soon joined in with his
“I win,” he announced, still chuckling.
“You most certainly do not,” I snorted. “We haven’t made it into the kitchen yet. And when we do,
it’ll be a tie.”
“Well, since I’m carrying you, technically, I win.”
“Technically, you cheated. So I disqualify you,” I argued back.
“You’ve got a point,” he said, placing me on the counter and using his mental ability to turn on the
Ethan got a spoon out of the drawer and grabbed the ice cream out of the freezer. He opened
the container and scooped out a spoonful of chocolate ice cream and walked over to me,
planting himself in between my legs. He dropped the container on the counter next to me and
brought the spoon up to my mouth.
“Now, wasn’t there something you wanted to say upstairs?” He smiled.I lifted my brows as I swallowed the chocolate, then said. “Oh, I take it you can read minds now?”
“You know I can’t do that.” His face drifted closer to mine, connecting my energy with his,
causing my breath to halt in my throat.
I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. It was stupid. I should be used to him by now. But, no, his
smooth ivory skin, shiny brown hair, perfect face, and deep, dark eyes, continued to draw me
away from reality and into my own picture­perfect fantasy world.
He leaned in and I shaped my lips around his, wrapped my legs around his waist, placed my
arms around his neck, and pulled him closer.
Then, in an instant, he pulled me from the counter and placed me on the floor beside him.
“Ethan, what’s wrong?” I whispered.
He stared blankly at the pantry door, unmoving. “They’re coming.” The words slipped past his
lips in a hurry.
“Who—Ethan? Who? Talk to me,” I pleaded. As I finished the sentence, I heard the pantry door
start vibrating.
“What is that?” My voice cracked from the energy I was receiving from Ethan. It was fear. The
Ethan I knew didn’t fear anything, so what was it he was so afraid of? What was behind that
“My portal.”
And, at that moment, I knew exactly who was coming. The others—more immortals from
Asteria. They had found him. They had found us. But what I didn’t know, what I wasn’t sure that I
wanted to know, was what their intentions were.

Add it to your TBR list on Goodreads and get your copy fromAmazon or Barnes&Noble today.

About The Author:
Born and raised in Delaware, Shannon Eckrich lives with her husband, two children, and chocolate lab, Chewy, along with her newest addition, Taylor, a spunky little kitty who loves to terrorize her while she’s writing. Shannon’s second love is the paranormal. Ghosts, angels, vampires, aliens, immortals, it
doesn't matter, she’s obsessed with it all, which is why she’s compelled to write stories in the paranormal genre.

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Guest Post:
The writing process for every author is different. Some like to outline, some like to edit as they go, and some like to finish a chapter and then go back before continuing on to the next chapter. So, since, the writing process is different for every author, I thought I would share mine.
The first thing I do when I begin a novel is open up the computer. I don’t do an outline or write anything down about my characters or anything else. I start with the story in my head. Normally, the story and the characters have been invading my mind for weeks and weeks before I even think about writing about them. Then I’ll just continue to write, letting my characters take over the story. Sometimes I may need music and sometimes I don’t. It all depends on my mood. The most important thing for me is to get the story out. That’s it. If something needs researching, I save it for later, because if I take myself away from the story, I might lose it.
After I finish my very rough draft and all of my thoughts are out, I read the entire manuscript.
Then I go back and add to the story. I add in my voice and the emotions of my characters, do all of my researching, and make any needed changes to my storyline. Normally, I don’t listen to any music during revisions. I find it very distracting, and I have a hard time envisioning the scenes in my mind.
Then I read it again.
I may revise my manuscript quite a few times before I move onto the next step.
When I’m happy with my revisions, I go through the novel again, checking for sentence structure, grammar, punctuation, plot holes, or anything else.
After I fix the manuscript, I read it again. I read it so much I’m sick of it.
If everything looks okay, I shoot it off to my beta readers. When I get it back, I carefully read what my beta readers tell me and fix the story accordingly.
Then I read it again.
Once I’m happy with the story, I start the querying process, which is an entirely different ballgame. Trying to summarize a 60,000 – 90,000-word manuscript into two hundred and fifty words isn’t as easy as it looks.