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Monday, November 4, 2013

Visions (The Gifted Series Book One) by Laura N. Anile




Visions

The Gifted Series
Book One
Laura N. Anile

Genre: Paranormal

Publisher: GlassHouse Publishing

ISBN: 9780992279028
ASIN: B00FFM1GOW

Number of pages: Approx. 420
Word Count: 124,000



Book Description:

What would you sacrifice to save a stranger?

When Isabel Cartier, a career-driven lawyer determined to rise to the top, begins to experience premonitions of strangers in potentially life-threatening situations, she must decide what she is willing to do—and sacrifice—in order to save the people in her visions.

As her premonitions progress, the level of risk to her own life escalates, and she’s thrown into a mysterious world that will put more than just her career in jeopardy.

It is only when her life spins out of control that she is able to take chances that she never thought possible—including opening her heart to love.

There's Matt, the handsome stranger she saves from a terrible accident. But will she ever see him again? Then there's Jeremy, her thoughtful neighbor who's down on his luck. Both will shape her path and leave her breathless. But it’s another man, who she sees in her visions over and over again, who will leave her questioning everything. Does he have nine lives, or is it up to Isabel to figure out the parameters of a game she doesn't quite understand in order to truly save him?

Visions follows Isabel’s journey to find out if she has the courage she needs to save the people in her premonitions, and how, ultimately, their lives are intertwined with hers.

Excerpt:

The child began screaming; a scream that made your blood run cold. Her mother instantly tried to placate her, eventually smothering her mouth when those attempts failed. That only intensified the screaming, agitating the girl more.

The gunman flew into a rage, demanding the girl be silenced before he silenced her. His hand twitched in fury. Could he honestly harm a child? I wondered, as fear crashed over me. The interminable screaming shrilled through the bank as the girl thrashed in her mother’s arms. My skin tingled, the air electrified with trepidation.

The gunman pointed the weapon directly at the child, narrowing his eyes. A growl erupted from his throat as his feeble control shattered and his finger pulled back the trigger.

There was no time left to decide, to think. There was only time to act. Instinctively, I jumped in front of the young girl as I heard the deafening crack of the gun being fired.

I jumped so violently that I awoke, drenched in sweat.

To read a sample, please go to: Amazon

Or you can read Chapter One at www.lauraanile.com/sneakpeek


Q and A

Whoa! This sounds like a thriller. How would you describe the book?

The extract was from a key scene in the book, which the plot builds towards (it’s in the prologue though, so it’s not a spoiler ;-) Her other premonitions are far less intense – things that would be plausible on a more regular basis. The drama and risk involved in her premonitions escalates as the story unfolds.

It’s not actually a thriller – it’s about her journey, exploring the ideas of fate and how we are all connected.

And there’s a love interest or two thrown in Who doesn’t love a good romance?


The concept of the book makes you wonder just what any of us would do if we had similar premonitions. Would we ignore them or go out of our way and risk our lives to save the people in them?

That’s the question! The premonitions that Isabel experiences start off small and end up becoming increasingly challenging and risky. She needs to throw all of her previous ideas and plans out the window and discover what she’s really made of – and what’s really important to her.

Her experiences leave her questioning the idea of fate: what’s controllable, what isn’t, what is she willing to give and what is she willing to lose?


Where is the book set?

Mostly San Francisco, which I think is an ideal backdrop for the story. But Isabel travels to Florence, Italy at the beginning of the book, and three of the chapters are set there. I was actually in Florence when I wrote the first draft of those chapters, so I was inspired


Speaking of inspiration, what inspired you to write the story?

I was fascinated by the idea of how someone would react in these types of circumstances, especially if that person was the opposite of someone you’d expect to be open to it. Could they ignore it? Would they feel compelled to act? Would they see it as a gift, or be angry and resentful about it?

I like the idea that nothing is what it seems. And just when you think you have it all figured out, the tables turn. What is the purpose, how much control does she really have and, in the end, who is it that is really saving who?

Plus, I like the idea of the girl being the one to save the guys for a change! ;-)


Want to know more?

Go to www.lauraanile.com for more information about the author; take the quiz ‘What Would You Do?’- view the book trailers; or read a short story from her collection, entitled Unmasked Secrets.

You can also view the book trailers on YouTube at: www.youtube.com/laurananile

Or connect with Laura on Facebook: Laura N Anile, Author; or on Twitter: @LauraAnile








About the Author:

Laura has had a lifelong love of writing, which she explored in a successful marketing career before penning her first novel. She is fascinated by the ideas of fate and interconnectedness, central themes in her story. She loves all things humorous, laughs too loudly and finds her own jokes amusing. She has a passion for traveling and exploring the world but has a phobia of suspect hotel rooms with questionable hygiene. And, oh yeah, she doesn’t own any crystal balls.
Visions is her debut novel. She has also written a collection of short stories, entitled Unmasked Secrets.



Twitter: @LauraAnile

Facebook: Laura N Anile, Author

YouTube Channel: www.youtube.com/laurananile




Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Forced To Serve Series Book Tour & Giveaway with Donna McDonald



How much of yourself is hidden in the characters in your books?

My guess is more than I am probably aware. I definitely think the science fiction based romances reveal the spiritual and theological issues that fascinate me. As for my characters, I think I work at becoming them in order to write their story. Each character and I become “one entity” for the duration of the book. This is likely why Malachi, my alien demon who lives in a host, is a natural creation for me. I am used to sharing my brain, body, and spirit with those I create.

How much of a story do you have in mind before you start writing?

I typically start with a scene that keeps playing over and over in my head like a min-movie. Sometimes it’s not even the beginning of a story, but rather just a fun, interesting scene happening among characters. If I like the scene well enough, another soon follows. If I find the scenes create a chapter, then I build around them to develop the book. Sometimes by the end of one book, I have this happening for the next. The Forced To Serve series has a lot of action in it. My imagination and I never get tired of thinking about it.

Can you tell us about your SciFi Romance Series?

The Forced To Serve series is primarily set around Captain Liam Synar and the crew of his rescue ship. They move through their version of the universe, of which Earth is a part, working for the Peace Alliance. Ambassadors of the Peace Alliance visit planets who are being recruited. Sometimes those diplomatic forays don’t work out and Synar’s crew is sent in to rescue the captured Peace Alliance official.

In the midst of the “work” of being a crew member, each character on the ship is dealing with their own issues. So alongside missions and romances, personal growth is taking place. I like to clearly see development in a character. Those in this series never disappoint me.

Will you write another book in the series?

Yes, and more than one. I am currently working on “The Demon’s Change” which is Book 5 of the series. It is Malachi’s story and I’ve been waiting with great anticipation to write it. After that, I have two more tentatively planned, but really don’t see the end of the series yet. Missions are endless. Members join the crew. Members leave the crew. It could go on and on. I suppose I will stop writing when I grow tired of the characters, but I don’t see that happening anytime soon. I’m having too much fun writing these.

How do you cope with writer’s block?

What is writer’s block? Just kidding. I do experience it occasionally, but fortunately not often. The best cure I have found is simply to stop writing and let the story rest. I play out scenarios in my head while I do tedious things like housework and laundry. Bruce can always tell when I’m stuck because the house looks best then. It usually lasts a couple of days. I also find taking long walks helps. Really anything physical helps me.

How do you develop and differentiate your characters?

In the Forced To Serve series, I start with assigning an alien culture to them. Most of my characters are “hybrid”, just as most of us are ethnically hybrid on Earth. The hybrid status allows me to differentiate easily between having two “Sirens of Rylen” on board. One is full Siren and has all the common traits. The other is Siren/Greggor. The Greggor part has different characteristics which contribute plus and minus traits to the Siren part. This is the background of Lt. Dorian Zade who may be the hottest hero on my ship, but he is arrogant and not always pleasant. He also has to fight his Siren urges to dominate. Whereas the full Siren doesn’t fight them because he lacks the capacity. At the moment, he is medicating himself under Captain’s Synar orders. It is Lt. Warro’s requirement to remain on the ship. This means I can have duplicate aliens that are not really all that duplicate. Even my Earthling is hybrid, but trust me—it was necessary in her case.

The other trick I use is speech. I have a linguistics background, so I made up two of the languages by combining aspects of many. Then I realized that would be difficult to keep up with long term if I had to keep having them say different things. So for others, I chose languages that seemed interesting, and then I bastardized the pronunciation of them by removing all the normal accent marks of the tongue. I actually made a pronunciation key for the audio book narrator to use for her reading. Since Earth English is the common language on the ship, I keep the use of language to a minimum. That said, in Book 4 the main couple didn’t understand each other’s native tongues, so it was comedic for them to fight and swear at each other.

I also conduct sexual relations differently. Practitioners of Tantric Sex will understand why I use energy exchanges in lieu of connecting body parts. I don’t do anything overly kinky, but I do focus on the sacredness of those connections. To share one’s body in most of my alien cultures is to share one’s energy as well. Sometimes exchanges are made that enhance one’s partner. Really I think our normal Earth sexuality works the same. I just don’t think it is often described in these terms.

Do you have specific techniques you use to develop the plot and stay on track?

I confess I am not a plotter. Planning out scenes, chapters, and whole stories is not for me. Perhaps I just have a logical mind that says “this comes after this” and “that needs to happen before that”. Sometimes the stories come together like puzzles. I find that to be part of the excitement for me. I can’t imagine writing to an outline of everything that takes place, but I have many, many, many author friends who do this. “Pantzers” like me are a writer minority.

Sure I do occasionally get lost in plots that weave, twist, and turn. When I feel that is happening, I go back and outline what I have written up to that point. Typically, it happens between Chapters 17 and 20. Other than that, I use beta readers to tell me if they get lost, confused, or just feel like I strayed too far from the point in the books. I think staying on track is one of my writer gifts. All authors have some.

How (or when) do you decide that you are finished writing a story?

The story tells me when it is finished. Beyond saying that, it is hard to explain. Afterward, I still go back through the entire book several times. I close all plot loops I can, except of course for the one that leads into the next book.

Is there a message in your writing you want readers to grasp?

Science Fiction by design offers up imaginary worlds that allow a reader to safely explore all kinds of beliefs. I hope my work offers readers some thought provoking concepts. For example, many of my more evil alien planets have slavery of some sort. The urge to control and manipulate others of your own kind is one of the greatest evils I am capable of imagining. Doing so through fear and torture is horrendous and Earth’s history is littered with lots of examples. I would like to think it wouldn’t always be the case on all planets, so I create good—aka “englightened”—planets as well. And of course, I created the “Peace Alliance” whose goal is peaceful co-existence among all planets.

What are you working on right now?

I am trying really hard to finish up a contemporary romance that I owe my readers. It is a very hard book to write and is going slowly. Afterwards, I will finish Book 5 of the Forced To Serve series.

Have you always wanted to be a writer?

Yes. Always. And you will never find an author more grateful to have managed to achieve that goal. I want to do this for the rest of my life.

At what age did you discover your love of writing?

Somewhere in elementary school I discovered I loved reading. Somewhere in middle school, I discovered I loved words and wanted to write. Somewhere in high school, I found teachers who fostered that creativity in me. But it took me most of my lifetime to discover that I had the ability to make my own writing dreams come true.

What was the first story that you wrote?

I don’t remember the first one I wrote, but I can tell you the one I first finished and knew was a complete novel. It is a Fantasy Romance I completed in 2010 called “The Shaman’s Mate”. It’s very Native American in theme and tone. I have Cherokee in my family history. When faced with the death of someone I loved very much, this was the culture that offered me the most consolation. My background is also Scots-Irish, so my soul is connected to the land I inhabit. All of this shows up in “The Shaman’s Mate”.


When were you first published? How were you discovered?

I first published March 2011 after I discovered I could do it for myself.

After collecting an extensive second round of soft rejections ending with presses and agents telling me I was good writer, but they didn’t think they could sell my work. So I self-published my first two contemporary novels. The books are “Dating A Cougar” and “Dating Dr. Notorious”. DAC is still free for readers to try that series. DDN is my top selling title at the moment.

What is the most difficult part of the whole writing process?

Editing. I try hard to make a perfectly edited book and never make it. Certainly some editing is subjective, but it takes me several revisions to make a title error free.

What do you like to read?

I read everything from books on Egyptology to cozy mysteries. I love romantic comedies. I love dragon books. I don’t read heart-wrenching true stories because I’ve had too many of those personally. I read non-fiction when I’m trying to change something in my life. I read what interests me no matter what rating or ranking it receives. I like science fiction, paranormal, and fantasy because it offers a true escape.

What writer influences you the most?

The list is too long to mention here. I admire the writer who writes the book they love. This is harder than it sounds because it requires keeping faith in your work alive for a very long time.

If your book was made into a TV series or Movie, which actors would you like to see playing your characters.

Oh, this would be a VERY exciting circumstance if it could happen. Do you think we can get Nathan Fillion of “Firefly” to play Captain Liam Synar?

Where can people learn more about you and your books?

Is there anything else you’d like to tell us about yourself and your books?

My goal is to entertain readers for a short while and give them a pleasant, fun experience comparable to a movie or TV show. My favorite reader emails are those who write to tell me this was the case for them.

Also, I found a totally awesome audio book narrator for the Forced To Serve series who exceeded my expectations with the final product. She reads it just like I hear it in my head when I am writing. I am proud of the way it turned out. The audio book for The Demon of Synar is one of my best achievements this year and can be purchased from Audible, Amazon, or iTunes if anyone is interested.



Donna McDonald is a best selling author in Contemporary Romance and Humor, and lately has been climbing the Science Fiction list as well.
Science Fiction reviewers are calling McDonald “a literary alchemist effortlessly blending science fiction and romance”. Contemporary and humor reviewers often write to tell her that the books keep them up reading and laughing all night. She likes both compliments and hopes they stay true forever.
McDonald’s idea of success is to be sitting next to someone on a plane and find out they are laughing at something in one of her books. This would of course be while she was heading off on her next adventure to feed her creative soul.








THE DEMON OF SYNAR — Being captain of his own rescue ship is the life Liam Synar has always dreamed of living. Being master of a hereditary demon is not. Coveting Malachi’s power, his exiled brother hunts him to capture the demon that Liam’s life mate unknowingly hosts. Putting Malachi inside Ania two years ago had been an act to save her when she almost died saving his. If only the demon hadn’t killed again.




The Demon Of Synar (Excerpt from Prologue)


“I was nervous the first time I bound myself to a female as well,” Dorian said, watching his best friend and current captain pace the room.
“What makes you think I’m nervous?” Synar asked.
Dorian laughed when Liam paused his restless pacing and gave him a strange look.
“What still shocks me is that Ania Looren passed up dignitaries, presidents, other ambassadors, and more warriors than I can count to tumble into your bed like a love stricken Earthling. I’m in awe of you turning out to be the one male in her entire life that she couldn’t refuse.”
“If you think I’m going to be indiscreet and brag about my bonding time with Ania, you are mistaken my friend.”
Synar grinned at Dorian’s guilty, and disappointed, look.
“Being a Siren, my vows of abstinence are hard to endure every day. You have known me long enough to realize that this is a profound truth, Liam. But today the most celibate planet in the Alliance is tuned into your mating vibrations, as am I. As your best friend, the least you can do is let me live vicariously through you once in a while,” Dorian teased. “I know you were Ania’s first breach. She told me.”
“Yes I was, but I’m still not telling you any details. The first time is a private matter and a special sharing. You’ve been alone too long, Dorian. Find a willing female and start living again,” Synar ordered.
“I want peace, not another mate. It hasn’t even been a century since I lost the last one. I know not all creatures live as long as Sirens, but a century doesn’t feel all that long when you are grieving.” Dorian narrowed his eyes as his friend picked up his walking speed again. “Liam, you’re going to wear out your footwear if you keep that up.”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me—just can’t seem to stand still. I’m truly not nervous taking Ania as a formal mate, just impatient to get the public ceremony over. My intuition is sending out massive warning signals, but I can’t tell if they are real or just a reaction to the events of this day.”
Synar frowned at Dorian who wasn’t even trying to hide his amusement. “Glad one of us can laugh about it. I don’t want to be an embarrassment to Ania in front of her family, so I haven’t said anything about my concerns.”
“Perhaps I should mark this historic day in my journal. The ever stoic Liam Synar has been brought to his emotional knees with mating nerves. Why are you even doing this ceremony? I distinctly remember Ania saying it wasn’t necessary for her sake. She said you filed the legal forms before ever leaving the ship.”
“Yes. I did,” Synar confirmed.
Dorian smiled and nodded. “That means all the Peace Alliance planets will honor your commitment. What will this ceremony accomplish?”
“Ania is a high-level Peace Alliance ambassador. You don’t just throw one of those over your shoulder and run off to your quarters with her screaming that she’s yours,” Synar answered dryly, shaking his head at Dorian’s outright laughter.
“You can laugh until it’s done, but it’s still happening. This ceremony is not for Ania or me. It’s for her family. They’ve waited a long time for their only child to take a mate. At least one of us is represented. My mother declined to be here, which was just as well since she hasn’t spoken to me in person since my father died. Mother says she is still grieving. I suppose that could be true. She had more trouble believing Conor killed him than I did. I’m not even sure she believes it now.”
Dorian could hear the pain in Liam’s voice without even looking at his energy. His previous losses were large, but the absence of family today was taking a toll on his Norblade friend. It was his first mating and yet he would have no other Synars standing at his side to bless the union. His Siren mother had attended both his matings, and been there to comfort at their deaths. Truly he couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to be shunned by a birth parent.
“Is your brother still exiled?”
“Yes,” Synar said, feeling Dorian’s sympathy reaching out to him energetically. He bowed his head to his friend to acknowledge the support. “And it will stay that way for at least the next century of my brother’s life. Mother will just have to deal with Conor’s punishment and be glad that at least he isn’t dead.”
“Have you told Ania about your family? And your. . .inheritance?”
“No,” Synar answered, adjusting the cuffs on his uniform jacket. “I ordered Malachi to block Ania from knowing for now. Once Jonas is gone, the demon is going into the sacred amulet until I can figure out the proper person to rule him.”
Skipping over the advice he wanted to offer Liam about the dangers of keeping such a large secret from the person closest to his spirit, Dorian instead focused on the main issue he saw as a problem. “How can you be so sure that you are not the proper person, Liam?”
Synar looked and held Dorian’s gaze until he was sure his friend saw the truth in him. “No one in my family is worthy to rule the demon any longer. Certainly not Conor or me. It’s time the burden was passed on.”
“I can tell you sincerely believe that, but I think you are more suitable than you realize.” Dorian glanced at the timekeeper on the wall of the room they were in and saw it was time for them to go.



THE DEMON MASTER’S WIFE — If she’d had a choice, Ania Looren would have chosen death over becoming a 
demon host. Now as she struggles to accept the fate her mate, Captain Liam Synar, forced upon her, she must decide whether to end her life or make a deal with the demon that could unravel 800 years of peaceful enlightenment. She must decide before Conor Synar destroys everyone in his path to claim the demon for himself.





The Demon Master’s Wife (excerpt from Chapter 1)


“So who won the fight?” Gwen asked, pushing open the door to the training room.
“It was not a true competition. What is more important is that Synar surprised me and I let him get by with it,” Ania said with a frown. “That’s what should matter to you from a warrior’s perspective.”
“Much of what Synar does these days surprises me. Before you got here, he was the most stoic male I had ever met. Now he’s as anxiety ridden as any other creature. When I reported to him last, he actually yelled at me. So quit stalling and tell me who won the fight,” Gwen demanded on a laugh, removing her shoes and tucking them under the bench. “Did you beat him as badly as you did me? And can I watch next time?”
“Your competitive nature screams ‘Earthling’ to everyone who gets to know you,” Ania chastised, even though she also paused to think about Gwen’s question as she slipped off her own shoes.
Truthfully, she hadn’t really thought of what happened during their fight as her losing to Synar or either of them winning. She didn’t even think of fighting Synar the way she thought of fighting other people. She had merely been trying to prove a point, and maybe work off some justifiable anger.
“Winning is relative, but by your standards I would say I did. My body never hit the mat,” Ania said with a shrug.
Gwen snorted, examining the smaller female’s skinny frame and lack of roundness with a trained warrior’s eye.
“Synar is not all that tall for a male, but you’re at least five inches shorter than him. I know because I’m as tall as he is. Are you telling me Synar kissed you and your feet never left the mat?”
Remembering his fierce embrace and her legs wrapped tightly around him, Ania sighed and frowned. “I see your point. Perhaps the fight ended in a draw.”
“Too bad for you both that it didn’t end in one of your beds,” Gwen teased, laughing at her own joke. “If it makes you feel any better, right now I’m running from Zade. He keeps asking to speak to me privately. My instinct is to keep away from him, so that’s what I’ve been doing. You want to help me out by telling me what’s going on?”
“Why should I tell you what I see intuitively when you are able to see for yourself? If you are so concerned, use your intuition to discover the reason,” Ania ordered.
Gwen ran a hand through her hair. “Not going to happen—I’m not sure I want to even know. Zade and I—Shades of Kellnor—we have a history, okay? Or at least we could have had one. I sort of threw myself at him when I first met him. I hadn’t felt that way about a male before him and haven’t felt like that for another since. He refused me very politely, which has worked out fine. Now I think he wants to break the news to me about the mating thing you mentioned. I’m just not up for all that awkward stuff,” Gwen protested.
Ania studied Gwen, blinking in disbelief. Dorian was finally chasing and Gwen was now running. They had traded places, but the end result remained their continued avoidance of involvement with each other.
“You really need to learn to use your intuition in better ways. It rules you anyway. I suggest you concede to it as soon as possible,” Ania advised.
“Really? Well, what’s so great about knowing the future? Zade can just go do what he needs to do. Let him mate someone. He doesn’t owe me any explanations. I admit I felt a twinge when you first mentioned it, but no male is worth dwelling on forever, no matter how nice he looks,” Gwen announced.
Ania rose and took a deep breath, wrestling with the decision of telling Gwen or not telling Gwen about Dorian’s intentions towards her. When a creature rejected their intuition so adamantly, it had always seemed wrong to her to force them to epiphanies they did not seek on their own.
Besides, Ania thought, who was she to put herself in the middle of Dorian and his mate?
Deciding to let it happen as it would, Ania only smiled and gestured at the mat.
“Let’s go. I’m feeling lucky today,” Gwen told her, looking down on the top of the shorter female’s head.
“Good for you. I’m feeling like you’re going to be on the mat in the first two minutes again,” Ania teased back. “Unless you’ve magically learned some patience since last time.”

“Very funny,” Gwen said, taking her stance.


Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Book Review: Demon Inhibitions by Gary Starta

Demon Inhibitions
by Gary Starta





Gary Starta is a former journalist who began writing multi-genre fiction in 2004. He likes to include science theory in his stories as well as elements of paranormal, fantasy, mystery and romance. 

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Genre: Paranormal Romance/Science-Fiction
Publisher: Self-Published at Amazon Kindle
Release Date: March 15, 2013
Amazon

Book Description:

Most people don't travel to another universe to get a new job, house and boyfriend but psychic investigator Caitlin Diggs did. Now she's living the life of her alternate self, working for the FBI's Preternatural Division where her first case just happens to include chasing a genetically engineered man hell bent on stealing souls. Well, there had to be consequences. 





Caitlin Diggs - Ex FBI, New Investigator, Totally Rocks!

Celeste - Everyone with a supernatural ability needs a cool pet!

Plot - Fantastic!

I have to say that I've read Mr. Starta's work before and I love it. Demon Inhibitions was a great addition and another great work of art to add to my collection. I loved the entire premise behind the book and I think I myself, having to live in two dimensions may have lost it a little. Caitlin is an awesome character and handles it superbly. Starta does a great job pulling the reader in from the first page, keeping you engaged and wanting to find out more.

All the characters were easily related to, and I'm not sure who I like more. Caitlin or Briana. Both were very well developed, and perfect for the storyline.

I will say that I felt the story dragged out at times, but before you knew it you were back in the money and moving right along. Having read Demon Inhibitions only made me like this author's work even more and I can't wait for the next book.




*I received this book from the author for my honest review as part of the author's virtual book tour. This in no way effects my review and all opinions are of my own.*





Demon Inhibitions Excerpt


A full moon bathed my bedroom in bluish haze. It kept my eyes from closing. Normally I would have drawn the curtains on the nocturnal intrusion, but tonight I was hosting so to speak. I felt I was setting a better trap or “invitation” to Manners if I left the light on. Briana would have probably scolded me if she were capable of listening to my silent ranting. She had explained to me several times Manners would not be traveling via car, plane or broom for that matter. His appearance would be completely ethereal to all waking humans. He would meet me via an altered state of mind, in a dream or alpha state, where his thoughts and presence could transcend any physical traps an overly anxious former FBI agent (me) might feel compelled to set. It wouldn’t matter if I shined a lantern in my window or posted Rottweillers on around-the-clock guard duty, Manners would be oblivious to it. Briana stated this very emphatically, employing wild gyrating arm movements that nearly had me fearing she would turn me into a rat if I didn’t give her my undivided attention. So I sat and listened to her for an hour after we completed the spell. When my eyelids began drooping, she ordered me to bed. She took up residence in the adjoining guest room with Celeste. With a click of a doorknob, Briana could be at my bedside in seconds. But when I finally began to absorb the notion that Manners would not be using the front door to meet me, fear began to take hold. How would her presence help me? She could monitor my dreams all she wanted, but ultimately it would be up to me to break free of Manner’s paranormal grip-provided one: he was an incubus and two: he would still deem an appearance necessary to either protest his innocence or quiet my suspicions of him once for and all. My mind finally began to drift into that sleepy state where your thoughts start running into one another. How would I converse with him in the dream world? And would my gun be at my bedside in this dream? My brain felt like rubber. My eyelids finally shut. A faint hint of blue light seeped through them and then the next thing I knew…
“Who, what…what do you want?” I sat straight up and stammered as a presence took shape over my brass four-post bed. At least I determined I could talk, albeit not very intelligently in my dream state. The shape continued to hover over me, within arm’s reach. I twisted in my covers, attempting to lunge towards my dresser drawer where I kept my gun. As my hand continued to fumble for the dresser knob, coldness brushed against my backside. At that instant, I gave up my hunt for the gun and reverted to my backside, hoping confrontation might keep the invading demon at bay. I shouted. “Back off and identify yourself.” I felt silly. I couldn’t very well command this thing to put its hands behind its back--if it had hands--let alone expect it to adhere to laws and protocols devised by those living in the real world.
The thing, best described as a floating transparent body of liquid, actually started to comply. It reversed itself away from me, about a yard or so. Now it hovered over my Victorian vanity chair. I seriously hoped its liquid makeup wouldn’t drip all over my prized antique. It began to glow blue, probably because it was in the direct path of a moonbeam.

Now tell me who are you.” Hoarse and raspy, my voice no longer sounded like mine. I tried to recall my vision where I had been speaking to the spirit of Alastair Crowley. My voice had sounded like mine then. In fact, I’d felt no different in that dream state whatsoever; I had classified that experience as a vision. But now, as I sat cowering in my bed, I felt more as if in a dream. I willed my legs to move, but like in a dream, they were uncooperative as if an iron vise was keeping them in place. As I struggled to escape my covers, the thing spoke to me in a whispered voice. Whatever it was, it was now inside my head!






Monday, July 22, 2013

Spotlight & Giveaway: Demon Inhibitions by Gary Starta



Demon Inhibitions
by Gary Starta


About The Author:

Gary Starta is a former journalist who began writing multi-genre fiction in 2004. He likes to include science theory in his stories as well as elements of paranormal, fantasy, mystery and romance. 

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Genre: Paranormal Romance/Science-Fiction
Publisher: Self-Published at Amazon Kindle
Release Date: March 15, 2013
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Book Description:

Most people don't travel to another universe to get a new job, house and boyfriend but psychic investigator Caitlin Diggs did. Now she's living the life of her alternate self, working for the FBI's Preternatural Division where her first case just happens to include chasing a genetically engineered man hell bent on stealing souls. Well, there had to be consequences. 



Demon Inhibitions Excerpt

When she found I had visited Manners, Briana began scurrying about her house, scooping up a pair of scissors and a red candle. Before I could speak further, she came at me. I backed away from her in fright. Her placid face revealed nothing malevolent. But the shears were headed right for me. I tried to dive away from the contradiction. Who was the real Briana? The sweet woman who made cookies for me--or her shears wielding maniac counterpart now standing before me? She screamed not to worry. I heard a snip. I felt a strange sensation. Not pain. But something was no longer attached to me. It was a piece of my hair. She caught the floating lock in her hands as if it were a runaway feather.
“It is very important we get to work, Caitlin.” Too stunned to process the weird moment, I could barely utter a groan.
Then she explained how she must protect me. “He’ll surely make a visitation now that he has met you.”
I tried to explain it was a good thing. I would probably get a vision of him and then I could determine his part in the slayings.
She interrupted. “A visitation is what he’ll do to you. I don’t know how to break this to you but the cat judge is an incubus. He’ll surely come to you in your dreams. And in case he is our murderer, you’ll need a protection spell, pronto.”
I reminded her I carried a firearm. I had worked in the FBI.
“No earthbound weapons can harm the judge once he joins with you. An incubus enters your dream world.”
'How do you know this?” My tone grew edgy. She had obviously withheld knowledge of Manners. Maybe the two were friends or even lovers. And she just admitted an incubus could have committed these crimes without fear of being harmed or caught.
“I know things because I’m a witch, Caitlin. That explanation will have to suffice for now.”
If you’re truly a witch, Briana, you must know he’s our best suspect.”<br<
“I do not wish to make sentence of him, yet. He could very well be innocent, even though he is not human. You must not be quick to judge. Don’t forget you now have paranormal abilities. You wouldn’t want to be labeled guilty just because of who you are.”
She had me there.
I settled in for the spell.
“I will create a mind shield for you, Caitlin Diggs.”
She began to chant, inviting me to join her.
“I call upon the helpful powers of my ancestors. Please protect and shield me from harm. By the ancient ancestral power, blessed be!”
Briana played soft Celtic music for me as we waited for the spell to take effect. I tried to distract myself with the lovely dulcet tones of harps and violins. It almost worked until my stomach rumbled--again. We never had supper. Briana was too intent on saving my ass. For what seemed hours we held hands waiting for the candle to burn down. I had plenty of time to drink in the ambience of the McFadden household. Floral print furniture and lacy doilies surrounded me. But most disturbing, a poster of Cher is depicting the actress as a witch in the film Witches of Eastwick, hung right before my eyes. When the candle finally expired I yawned and thanked Briana.
“Don’t thank me yet. The night is now upon us. We must return to your house if we hope to engage the judge.”
“Won’t your presence discourage Manners from coming?”
“No.” She paused to smile. “You could have twenty police armed to the hilt and he’d still come. Nothing from the waking world can harm him.”
muttered something unintelligible even to me.
“I’ll be in the next room to supervise so to speak. When he comes I’ll sense it. I will then cast a binding spell so he can’t attack you – or worse, drain you. Now the spell won’t last indefinitely so you won’t want to waste time with small talk. Hopefully you’ll be able to determine his innocence or guilt in your dream.”
had once interrogated an evil man named Crowley in a dream state. It didn’t go so well. But at least he didn’t threaten to harm me. Maybe he couldn’t. I still don’t know; but I was sure of one thing if the judge threatened me in anyway I would defend myself. I didn’t care what Briana said about the dream and waking worlds. I went to bed packing a handgun.



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