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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Multiple Releases within a few days….

Once again it seems I have gotten ahead of myself and had a lightning-fire set of releases come back to back. Credit given to the team at XoXo Publishing™ - their Art Director, Kayden McLeod is nothing short of genius in her ability to take a vague idea and make it come to life within hours of acceptance from the editorial director at the publishing house. I’ve had books come out quickly before, but this was a record, even for me – within a day of submitting, the book was accepted, contracted, and put through the process… it’s been sent for upload and will be available in a day or so… yes, it’s a short book, but even at that… wow!

So, what happens when a book goes through this quickly? Especially on the heels of a novel that is my first in over a year? Well, once the shell-shocked confusion wears off, the work begins. This publishing house stands apart in one sense because they have such a wonderful family feel in many ways, they have a full-time promotions wizard who works wonders when new titles come out. I’m used to doing this solo, the fact that there’s someone willing to help with posts and spreading the word about new books is a rare joy!

Last week, OUT OF THE PAST came out, and as I said, this is my first novel in a very long time. I’ve got jitters about it. It’s a layered book, three interwoven stories that come together in unexpected ways. The hero is a vampire trying to escape his past, but it’s always with him in spite of his efforts. There is a werewolf on the hunt, and a psychic who’s falling in love with him. There is murder aplenty, and romance to keep it moving. If you’re looking for a good, settle in for the night kind of book, I hope you’ll consider this new one!

The very day Out Of The Past went live for readers, I submitted a story I’d written awhile back – something that is a bit risqué, but not in a sexual way. The PRELUDE TO ETERNITY goes into the murky possibilities of how Christianity cursed the vampire. I know there will be people who are not remotely accepting of this short, historical story. Others will look at it for the creative speculation it’s meant to be.

All in all, a busy week that exploded into a flurry of promotional activity over the weekend. Now, I have a deadline looming on a vampire ménage piece, so watch for that coming at the end of the month, too! Just in time for All Hallow’s…


This book was released a few days ago, and it's my first full-length novel in some time. A paranormal thriller that is part historical and part modern day. The first reviewer stated: "Out of the Past is a crime-mystery, a thriller, a romance—intensely sensual, interweaving 1880's London with present day Toronto in a heady blend of carefully constructed scenes and a cast of characters that bring the story to life with an undeniable authenticity. This is a tale that will satisfy on many levels. I heartily recommend it for your 'must read' list. Well done, Denysé Bridger."

I hope you'll have a look, and enjoy it if you decide it's to your reading taste!

Thanks!!

OUT OF THE PAST

A new paranormal romance/mystery novel

Publisher: XOXO Publishing

Cover by: Kayden McLeod

BUY IT HERE:

https://www.xoxopublishing.com/shop-online/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=202

eBook Page count: 260 - Price: $5.95

Blurb:

A series of killings has the Toronto Police Department in turmoil. The press has labelled the killer a “werewolf” and hysteria is on the rise in the heat of the summer… Detective Damien Knightley is the lead investigator, but he’s got secrets of his own that need guarding in this very public investigation. Knightley is a vampire, and as the case gets more complex, what he discovers has him both baffled and worried.

In the Northern Ontario town of Brighton, a visionary woman finds a stranger outside her door, and because he’s near death she brings him into her home. In the wake of her kindness, dreams and visions expose things that terrify her. The stranger is a wolf, and history is about to repeat itself and explode in violent death if they can’t reach Toronto and capture a renegade on a blood-hunt.

As Damien recalls a love from a century ago, the threads of time are being pulled together, joining the past and the present. The beautiful woman he is falling in love with is bringing back memories he’d rather forget, and when the killer is finally revealed, there are more questions than answers in the identity…

Excerpt:

PROLOGUE

January

The flames rose, blindingly intense, searing away the last vestiges of reality. Somewhere inside her, Shanna Blackthorne felt a scream of terror begin. Her hands moved, sluggishly, as though through mud, until they reached her face. She wanted to obliterate the inferno that raged before her, but it refused to be extinguished so easily. She gulped air into desperate, struggling lungs, but only the hot, dry fire poured into her body.

The scream escaped.

There was no one to hear it.

Pain exploded within her, but in its wake was clarity. She writhed, whimpered weakly, and shook her head in denial of what unfolded before objecting eyes...

Fog shrouded the night, curling, mist-like tentacles that floated above the street in search of human warmth. Despite the relative earliness of the hour, the normally busy roads were eerily quiet. Only the occasional burst of noise from an opening door gave evidence to the teeming life of the vast city. Outside the noisy pubs, a lone figure prowled the streets.

He watched, and waited. Patience was a familiar imposition, but it ended well, usually.

Tonight would be no different.

He picked one of the oldest dives in the vicinity, a place he knew well. He also knew most of the women who frequented the establishment. He had long ago decided he preferred the sweetness of feminine flesh to males. There was one lady in particular that he had wanted to get close to, but she had always eluded him. It was the eve of a new year tonight, and he decided it would begin with her company.

He didn't have to wait long, but she emerged from the tavern with another man in tow. Furious, he followed.

He hesitated as he watched the couple from the mouth of a darkened alley. They were less than a block from the Britannia, a public house located at the North corner of Commercial Street and Dorset Street. He'd witnessed the customary exchange of coin, and could clearly hear the sounds of the whore's business being carried out. The chill of December didn't reach him as he continued to hover, torn between his anger and the fury of his lust. He could have had his pick tonight, but he had chosen this one. She had always disappointed him, of course. The entire great city was in a drunken Holiday stupor.

The scents of sex and sweat teased his senses and he felt another, stronger pang of hunger deep within him.

He stepped into the alley and approached the couple in complete silence. She knew he was there, he realized a moment later when her liquor-brightened eyes pierced the shadows and found him in the darkness. His heartbeat quickened, he heard his own sharp intake of breath, felt the rapid pulse he'd learned to associate with fear and excitement. Her customer quickly pulled himself together and stumbled off without a backward glance. The passage of time held hunter and prey motionless, clear blue eyes locked with glassy hazel. When she held out her hand to him, he stepped toward her.

"You're not like the others, are you?" she questioned in a slurred voice.

There was still enough awareness to make him pause. He took her chin in his hand and tilted her head so he could look more closely at her. She was very young, especially for life in Whitechapel. She was not overly pretty. Before long she would be like so many of the women who populated this area, aged by the harshness of a life that meant little to any of them.

"What's your name?" He pretended not to know as he kept his tone a gentle, compassionate whisper.

"They call me Emma, my lord," she grinned, the expression exposed rotting teeth and foul breath. He might have been wrong about her age, he realized distantly. She straightened her clothes and inched closer to him. Here was a handsome young lord, and if she played this right, she might be rewarded richly for her trouble.

"Do they?" He smiled, imagined he could hear the shift of her thoughts as she contemplated her chances of successfully robbing him. Still smiling, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold coin. Her eyes fastened on the proffered money, greed easily read past the haze of alcohol. When she snatched the coin from his hand, he pressed her back against the cold brick of the building.

Emma's spurt of laughter was abruptly silenced when her head was yanked to one side. The snap of bones was audible, followed by a groan of pain. Then the only murmur that could be heard in the blackness was the soft maddened laughter of pleasure as his teeth tore her flesh from her bones...

"No... Dear God! Enough... please?"

Shanna wept bitterly, disoriented and horrified by the latest dream/vision. The savage inner conflagration had receded, replaced by the reality of the tiny blaze in the ancient stone fireplace that dominated her small living room. There was little comfort in the awareness that what she had seen was very old. The agony of the killer still twisted around her heart, chilled her despite the heat that emanated from the hearth. This was simply the latest in a long line of dreams that had brought unbearable terror into her life. She'd heard about the others, those that were not ancient deaths, but happening now, and with each murder came the fear that she might have stopped it. The reasonable part of her mind knew better, of course, she never saw a death before it occurred, but that did not make it easier to witness people being destroyed. She cringed, tried to escape the rest of the thought, failed. She could still feel the flesh being torn from fragile bones, muscle and sinew shredding like paper in the hands of a killer that was more monster than man.

She forced herself to her feet, and walked into the lovely, old-fashioned kitchen. As she went through the ritual of making tea, she made herself recall every detail of the murder she had been forced to witness and feel. Within the heart of the killer was a conflict as old as the latest vision itself.

Pain, coupled with deeply repressed fears. The mind of this killer was not mayhem and madness, despite the obvious appearances. She sensed agony, and loneliness, and confusion. Like an empath, she absorbed the emotions, made them part of herself, and cried softly without truly being conscious she did so. Shanna had known isolation and ridicule in her own life, knew what the scorn and contempt of others could drive someone to, if they didn't learn to draw on inner strengths.

She pulled her lacy shawl closer to her, huddled against its illusory warmth. Long waves of auburn hair fell to her waist, and she swept the heavy fall back in a gesture as natural as breathing. The whistle of the kettle drew her wandering attention back to mundane tasks, and she finished her chore automatically.

A short while later, curled before the fire once again, Shanna shivered. Her gaze flew to the door of her cottage- style home, and the sound of a low, anguished howl wrenched at her soul. Pure, raw agony flooded her body, and with it came a terror stronger than anything she had ever before known.


PRELUDE TO ETERNITY

Publisher: XOXO Publishing

Genre: Historical paranormal

Blurb:

Ever wonder why a vampire cannot walk in the light of the sun... why he was cursed to nocturnal existence.... reviled by all... a symbol of evil? I have a theory... the Prelude to Eternity....

Excerpt:

The man was dying. Alexander had a keen sense of encroaching death. He was often the cause of it. Angelo della morte – Angel of Death.

He wasn’t sure if the words inside his head were his own, or a whisper from the man who was near death before him. It was an appropriate name to give him, the most honest of the many he’d taken over the past several centuries.

A chill touched his spine.

The shadows were growing longer, yet the sun blazed infinitely brighter behind the

figure who commanded the former priest’s enraptured attention.

‘You have damned your kind to a darkness greater than any you have known before.’

Again the words whispered softly, sadly, into his barren consciousness.

As Alexander watched, the sun passed behind the prisoner. He stood, immobile, and felt the shadow of the cross settle over him. Pain, a searing, fiery force that drove him to his knees burned into his dead flesh. He was being torn apart from within, and was helpless to move. Ice flooded through him in the fire’s wake. Again, he was paralyzed by the onslaught of terror and anguish.

For endless, eternal minutes, Alexander writhed before the cross. His mind screamed in a steady litany of agonized horror and emerging understanding. The darkness grew absolute around him and his pain eclipsed all other awarenesses…

Sunday, September 18, 2011

GUEST: Ashley Marie Lucas

Today my special guest is a wonderful new author named Ashley Marie Lucas. Ashley's been making a name for herself with several recent releases, and exploring her visions with various genres. Please welcome her, and enjoy getting to know her a little. First we'll ask a few questions, then we'll look at her newest release! Wonderful to have you here, Ashley!

How long have you been writing?

I have been writing all my life, but as for published about three months now. I am blessed that XOXO publishing gave me a chance.

How long have you been a published author?

Three months, my first release is Revenge is Best Served Hot in Tina B Anthology Vol 1

What titles do you have available?

My first release was in the Tina B Anthology Vol 1 Revenge is Best Served Hot MM contemporary, Jamie is a secretary who gets revenge on his boss in the most creative way possible. I liked him he is a brat I liked that about him.


My second release is Phoebe’s wolf. This is a duet with Venus Cahill. In Moonlight Tales. MF werewolf story. Phoebe is a strong woman and adored having her story told. She is a little boss to write but she knows what she wants and goes for it.

My third release is in Tina B Vol 2 For the Love of Bryce. This is a vampire and werewolf story MM this one is done with dream connections. I had fun doing this one because it is very differently done.

What made you choose vampires as the subject of this book?

In my latest release Phoebe’s Wolf vampires are the bad guys. I wanted them to be because I figured they could over power a werewolf be as strong as them.

Do you have any new titles coming soon? Will you be venturing into the area of fiction anytime soon?

My work in progress is How I got my Pet Zombie. It is a very different book for me. Less sex focused it is humour focused. I liked the departure from erotica. This one paranormal in nature. With witches and fairies.

What is your favourite genre and why?

Paranormal because you can go anywhere with it.

What, to you, is the most exciting part of the writing process?

Being able to escape and go into a new world you create with your own rules.

If you could co-author a book with anyone, who would you choose and why?

Hummm, I would have to think on this one, I would choose like Cindy Jacks or Desiree Holt two people I admire and aspire to be like.

Where can readers find you on the web?




Blurb for Phoebe’s Wolf

When the bodies of beautiful blond women start showing up in Silver Wolf territory Alpha Jason Likos contacts the Blue Moon pack to help him solve the murders. Detective Phoebe Azure and pack Beta Alex Yarrow are sent to help solve the crimes but as soon as they arrive in town they are get a very unwelcome surprise. Phoebe’s Wolf Used to relying on her detective skills and her were abilities Phoebe Azure is beyond frustrated to find herself in serious trouble. The only man who can rescue her is Silver Wolf Alpha Jason Likos but can he save her in time to catch a murderer and find Phoebe’s missing friend? Yarrow’s Vampire Honoria, ruthless mistress to the Haven Coven is used to defending herself from those who wish to over throw her and gain control but she has never had to defend her heart before. Can a strong man of action like Beta Alex Yarrow be content to let his woman fight her own battles?

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Thursday, September 01, 2011

Guest: GRACE ELLIOT

Past Fantasy:

If you’re reading this, then like me, you probably love reading and the escapism of a good book! That escapism can be found in a wide range of genres from fantasy to paranormal, romance to science fiction, and my favourite – historical romance.

I only discovered historical romance in the past few years; always an avid reader, I was in my thirties when I picked up a book by Eloisa James…and was totally and utterly entranced.

Then it struck me; all those years of reading and what I had been looking for was a release from the pressures of everyday life - and I found it in a world where men were such potent creatures, that a woman alone with one meant ruin for her reputation.

Like a child discovering chocolate, suddenly I couldn’t get enough of silk gowns and stays, breeches and boots, and not forgetting those horse-riding heroes with well-toned thighs from hours in the saddle. Just imagine, a time with no telephones and text, the closest to a text message was to ‘say it with flowers’ – a truly romantic time.

And that’s why I love historical romance – the escapism, and as a writer, my aim is to write the sort of page turning romance I love to read…. and ‘A Dead Man’s Debt’ was born.

Set in Regency London, ‘A Dead Man’s Debt’ is a story of blackmail, duty and unexpected love. Our hero, the darkly, brooding, Lord Ranulf Charing, must sacrifice his happiness to honour family obligations; whilst our heroine, the rebellious Celeste Armitage, defies her parents and is sent to the country in disgrace.

The sparks fly between this unlikely couple because they are such complete opposites; Ranulf hamstrung by the rules of society and his grieving mother’s manipulations, whilst Celeste doesn’t give a fig for the Ton or authority; she knows exactly what she wants and it isn’t about to marry just to please her parents.

So when some of Celeste’s spirit rubs off on dutiful Ranulf, he must risk lowering his defences and take a chance on happiness. Celeste teaches Lord Ranulf about living life to the full and what really matters, and in return Ranulf reveals a world of sensuous passion that sends Celeste reeling. But of course things are never that straightforward and sometimes only death reveals who is truly too precious to lose….

(Tomorrow, I post more about the dashing Lord Ranulf Charing, at Lizzy Stevens’ blog http://lizzystevens.blogspot.com/ )


‘A Dead Man’s Debt’

Celeste Armitage has a plan…and that plan doesn’t include marriage.

After deliberately humiliating a suitor, Celeste’s despairing parents exile her to the country. But once there she discovers a sketch book of daring nude studies and is shaken to find the artist is her hostess’s eldest son, Lord Ranulf Charing. This darkly cynical lord is exactly the sort of dissipated rogue she despises most…if only her blood didn’t heat at the thought of him…

Nothing is as it seems. Lord Ranulf’s life is a façade. Only he can save the Charing’s from disgrace as a blackmailer seeks to ruin his late brother’s reputation. But just as Ranulf dares to open his heart to Celeste, the fury of his nemesis is unleashed… facing him with the stark choice between true love and family duty. However when Celeste guesses the truth behind his rejection, Ranulf underestimates her resolve to clear his name and in so doing places the woman he loves in mortal danger….

So if you want a great, escapist read, why not try ‘A Dead Man’s Debt’ (just $2.99)

FOR A CHANCE TO WIN A PDF COPY – PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT.

Here’s what reviewers have said:

“Historical romance at its best.” Once Upon A Chapter 5/5

“Totally engrossing…sensual and evocative writing.” Fiction Books. 5/5

“Breathtaking sensuality…page turning drama…a wonderful talent.” The Romance Reviews. 5/5

To find out more please visit:

http://graceelliot-author.blogspot.com (my blog is updated twice a week and is an entertaining mix of historical trivia, romance and cats!)

or

www.wix.com/graceelliot/grace-elliot.

“A Dead Man’s Debt” is available from:

Solstice publishing.

http://www.solsticepublishing.com/products/A-Dead-Man%27s-Debt-%252d%252d%252d-PDF.html

Amazon.com

http://www.amazon.com/A-Dead-Mans-Debt-ebook/dp/B0046REKBS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=A7B2F8DUJ88VZ&s=books&qid=1293833253&sr=1-1

Smashwords.

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/26527

Fictionwise

http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/b115169/A-Dead-Mans-Debt/Grace-Elliot/?si=0