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Friday, April 29, 2016

Cover Reveal: Curious Little Werewolf by Katie Salidas


Curious Little Werewolf
(Little Werewolf Book #2)
Available on Kindle
May 24th 2015
PreOrder your copy today!


Things would be perfect if supernatural disasters would quit creeping up and ruining Giselle’s happy new life. After finally finding the fur-ever home she’s always wanted a witch blows into town promising to reveal the bloody past of Giselle’s birth, and the circumstances that led the little werewolf to end up in the foster care system to begin with.
Hot on the witch’s trail, another pack of wolves is on the hunt for revenge, and will accept nothing less than her death in retribution for the havoc she’s wrought on them.
Caught in the crossfire, Giselle desires only the truth, and if the witch is who she claims to be, the little werewolf must protect her at any cost. If she’s lying, though, Giselle risks her own kind seeing her as a traitor. Neither her new pack nor her hottie witch boyfriend Damien can offer any help. 
Giselle is on her own again. And if she makes the wrong decision, she’ll lose the only link she has to her own past.

*****

SAMPLE

They eyed each other silently, neither one offering up a word to start the conversation. 
In the quiet between them, Giselle studied the scent. Definitely a perfume: natural oils of patchouli had been mixed with clary sage and just a hint of citronella. It worked well to mask the other synthetic smells of deodorant and floral soap that still clung to her body, but not well enough to trick Giselle’s nose. This woman was no wolf. She was definitely a witch, though. The pendant she wore was enough to give that away, and the Bohemian style clothing with flowing skirts and odd colorful patterns screamed “earth mother.”
The woman closed the distance between them after the silence had long since gone stale. “You do recognize me, don’t you?” There was an oddly hopeful edge in the woman’s voice that caught Giselle off guard. 
Should she recognize her? Sure, they both were redheads. But how many other ginger women in the world were there? That meant nothing. And if she was being truly honest with herself, all the faces of all the foster families that had taken her in and subsequently sent her back into the system had long since blurred together into one wretched image in her mind. If this woman had been a part of the foster system, she was barking up the wrong tree if she thought Giselle would welcome her back into her life with open arms.
“Sorry. No.” Giselle crossed her arms in front of her and stood firmly in place.
“Oh, but how could you?” A tear trickled from the corner of the woman’s eye. “I just thought… You were such a tiny thing the last time I held you in my arms.”
Giselle scoffed silently, remembering all the broken promises and false hope that came with each new family that took her in. “Lots of people held me in their arms… and dropped me just as quickly.”
Her words seemed to cut straight to the woman’s heart. More waterworks had her wiping her cheeks with the billowy sleeve of her shirt. “I know. I wish I could have given you a different life. You were meant for so much better things. But…I… sorry.” She sniffled, taking a few stuttered breaths, and then cleared her throat. “Giselle, I am so very sorry.”
“I never told you my name.” The woman’s tears had tugged at Giselle’s heart, but at the mention of her name, she was back on point. How much did this woman know of who she was? And why?
“I didn’t mean to come off so forward. I have just been searching for you for so long.” The woman reached a hand out as if to welcome her in for a hug, but Giselle took one step backwards, out of her reach.
Giselle opened her mouth to speak, but the words refused to come. The woman had all but admitted to being her mother. She had certainly made a show of emotions. But sad as they were, her sobs failed to stir the same feelings within Giselle. Numbness and confusion had Giselle’s feelings locked tighter than a bank vault. If she was her mother… But that wasn’t possible. She was no wolf. 

Release day will be here before you know it. Snag the PreOrder now and be first in line to see if the witch is telling Giselle the truth or not. 

*****

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Thursday, November 7, 2013

With Friends Like These by L. Hunter Cassells (Book Tour & Interview)

Publisher: Amazon (November 24, 2012)
Category: Urban Fantasy, Paranormal
Tour Date: November, 2013
Available in: ebook,  107 Pages
Callie Walking is a freelance mage who solves supernatural problems. When a troubled client hires her to protect him from a “vampire”, she casts the appropriate spells and positions the usual amulets. Now, something has gone terribly wrong. Her client has turned up dead and drained of all his blood. The cops say it’s suicide, but Callie knows better.
Now she is on a mission to find out what went wrong. In her search she uncovers an ancient, long-hidden power. It challenges Callie’s deepest beliefs about right and wrong, good and evil. She knows her life will be forever changed… if she survives.


Praise for With Friends Like These:
“ I really enjoyed the characters, their histories and especially their interactions. There was nothing trite or old hat. It was surprisingly “new hat.”
I recommend it to anyone who loves vampires and even to those who don’t usual like vampires. It shows that there is always a refreshing new way to look at seemingly settled concepts. Now, I am just waiting to read the next book. These characters have not come even close to exhaust the possibilities inherent in their personalities.”Skeptic, Amazon Reviewer
“Best book I have read in years!  I am a avid reader, but never read vampire books of any kind. What a surprise was waiting for me. This book is wonderful, and a written with great wit. I laughed out loud. The suspense kept me turning pages until I had read the whole book in one day. Now I am yearning for another book about “Miss Callie”. I would enjoy reading more from a truly gifted author. This should be a national best seller.”Earle Drake, Amazon Reviewer
“Lots of fun! It’s great to see Cassells’ writing in a more modern setting, and her characters are as engaging as ever. One of my favorite things about her stories (past her artful descriptions) is the depth and accessibility of her characters. I was impressed that even in a short like this she was able to smoothly set up a world with lots of potential for back-story and new plots – I hope she uses it!
Would recommend to a friend (did already).”-AJCB, Amazon Reviewer


Welcome to IAB I'm so glad you could stop in today to chat. May I offer you a beverage?

LHC: Witches Brew, please. Wine seems a sad thing to do to a sweet little grape, but barley into beer is nothing less than apotheosis.

Great choice and perfect for this chilly weather.



Now that we are settled in, let's get to know you better.

BK: Looking out the nearest window, describe the scene you see.

LHC: A grey day, a listless, indifferent breeze. Oh, crumbs, the bird feeder’s empty again--I guess “pigs” do fly. A few purple morning glories still cling to the porch railing, but the green beans twined there have gone brown. Across the driveway, half a dozen chickens mill about as if their electric fence was so much air, and they hide their eggs in the brambles.

BK: Tell us about your office. Is it a mess like mine, or is everything in its place?

LHC: Office? It’s so messy, it hasn’t even that much integrity. In the living room is my beach chair, with a cup holder for a coffee thermos or beer bottle. The remains of the mail litter the floor, and my footstool has been hijacked by a grandson. My bedroom has the unfinished 3’ plank across two columns of book boxes for a desk-cum-sewing-table, but the exercise ball I used for a desk chair popped and I haven’t replaced it yet. Still, there are shelves above, where the notebooks, napkins and other scraps associated with my writing are at least together, if not sorted.

BK: What is a must-have, such as coffee or a favorite pen, that you need to write?

LHC: Feet up at least to heart level is preferred, but I’m adaptable.

BK: Do you like to write in silence, or do you need music or background noise?

LHC: It must seem like silence to others, but since I sort of speak my text in my head as I write, it doesn’t seem quiet to me. External sounds neither help nor hinder--so long as it’s not conversation! Conversation hijacks me into participating.

BK: Tell us a bit about your hero/heroine, and their development.

LHC: Callie Walking, a young woman with a knack for magic, makes a living helping people with supernatural issues and still wonders what she wants to be when she grows up. Because magic comes readily to her, she considers herself to be not “really” working, but can’t bring herself to get a “real” job like, say, accountancy or programming.
She helps support a younger brother, crazed in some as-yet-unrevealed magical incident, and her Lakota father who works intermittently as a stage shaman. She is somewhat haunted by Coyote, the Native American trickster.

BK: What is your unique twist that you've brought to your storyline?

LHC: I’m rather a fan of moral ambiguity. I like leaving readers unsure whether an event or a character is “good” or “evil”; even better is leaving them wondering the same about anything, real or fictional. Is it “good” to kill a killer?

BK: As a writer myself, I'm always curious how other writers get through stumble blocks. When you find a story not flowing, or a character trying to fight you, how do you correct it?

LHC: I yield to the character; their story is invariably better than any plan of mine. When a story isn’t flowing, there is some issue or concept I haven’t yet gotten clear on myself; reading nonfiction is my best lubricant. It helps that I have some half a dozen very different stories currently in progress--when stuck on one, switching to another helps. At least, it keeps me from feeling too much like a slacker.

BK: Using the letters of your first name as an acronym, describe your book...

LHC: But that would force me to reveal my first name! I’ll use my preferred nom d’adresse:
mischievous
eldritch
light
layered
yarn (a cheat; there is a dreadful dearth of “y” words!)
recondite
necromantic

BK: How did your writing journey begin?

LHC: When I realized that my daydreams took the form of describing, in words, precisely what I was seeing/doing/experiencing, and that I would go over a scene again and again until I was satisfied with the grace and power of the phrasing--just like in my favorite books--I thought, why not write it down?

BK: Using the letters from the word, Summer, how would friends and family describe you?

LHC: 
Silent
unorthodox
mystical
maniacal
exploring
rational

BK: What is the craziest thing you've ever written about, whether it got published or not?

LHC: A happy hooker, whose “super-power” is the ability to manipulate other people’s sex drive.

BK: Tell us one thing you've done in life, that readers would be most surprised to know.

LHC: Two weeks in Maui in an Anthony Robbins seminar, climbed and jumped from a 50’ pole and did a 30’ firewalk.

BK: What can we expect from you in the future?

LHC: Panic. What if people like my stuff and I can’t write fast enough?


This or That...

Coke or Pepsi?

Pure poison, the both of them. Make mine an IPA, Sierra Nevada’s “Torpedo” for current favorite. . . . OK, OK: long ago and far away, in a previous incarnation of great ignorance, I chose Pepsi--but only because I couldn’t get Tab.

Night Owl or Early Bird?

I am by preference a creature of the night.

Fantasy or Mystery?

Both, please.

Pen/Paper or Computer?

Pen&Paper/laptop or Computer? I have a lovely slim lightweight MacBook, and a spiffy, almost medieval-looking padded bag to carry it in, anywhere. So I carry the carrier (and laptop) in a Girl Genius Jagermonster backpack, because I still have to have my (spiral-bound, college-ruled, multi-tabbed) notebooks. Notebooks don’t quit for lack of battery.

Pizza or Burger?

Salad. With vinaigrette.

Rock or Country?

Classic rock; Celtic; mostly folk. But Country does have the occasional gem, like Billy Currington’s “God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.”

Chocolate or Vanilla?

What’s vanilla? (If it ain’t chocolate, why eat it?)

Beach or Mountains?

Whiiiinnne--both, please!


Thank you so much for having us as one of your stops today. It has been great getting to know more about you and your book, and hope you will come back when the next release is out (*hinthint*)

Wishing you much success!

About L. Hunter Cassells:
L. Hunter Cassells grew up near the Germantown of which she writes, and now lives not far away, in a curious household involving a happy man, two ambiguous cats, two loud grandsons, their studious moms, and what might be a dozen chickens (chickens come, chickens go; best not to ask too many questions).  She has seen more than twenty thousand days and nights, holds a degree in geology, occasionally goes contra dancing, has belonged to the Society for Creative Anachronism longer than most of its members have been alive, and herds nuclear physicists for a living (no, really, she does).
L. Hunter Cassells Website

Buy With Friends Like These:
Follow the Tour:
So Many Precious Books Nov 6 Review & Giveaway

Serendipity Nov 6 Review


Immortality & Beyond Nov 7 Interview

I’m a Voracious Reader Nov 11 Review

Rose & Beps Blog  Nov 11 Guest Post

Ordinary Girlz Nov 12 Review

Saving for 6 Nov 13 Review

Moonlight Lace Mayhem Nov 15 Spotlight

Giveaways & Glitter Nov 18 Review

Mom With a Kindle Nov 19 Interview

The News In Books Nov 21 Review

The News In Books Nov 22 Interview

Joy Story Nov 25 Review

Paperback Writer Nov 26 Guest Post & Giveaway


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




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