Monday, February 8, 2016

THIRST: BLOOD OF MY BLOOD by R P Channing

THIRST: BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
by R. P. Channing

~ Kira Sutherland ~

After a near fatal accident (and getting cheated on by her 'boyfriend'), and beating up the lead cheerleader (with whom the boyfriend cheated...), and being labeled as having 'issues' in her school because she, uhm, sees ghosts, Kira is left with two choices:

1. Continue her 'therapy' (where she's told the ghost is a hallucination and also gets her legs ogled too often...)

Or

2. Go to Starkfield Academy, a boarding school for "Crazies and Convicts" (as the social media sites call them.)

She chooses the latter...

~ Cory Rand ~

Cory Rand has not had an easy life. His mother died in a car accident when he was twelve, and so did his mother's best friend...sort of. You see, Janice made a promise to take care of Cory just before she died, and so she lingers. Undead. A ghost that watches out for him.

Brought up in an abusive home, Cory quickly falls into a life of disreputable behavior. After his third offense (which was prompted by a girl, as usual - he has a weakness) he's left with two choices:

1. Be tried as an adult and share a cell with a guy named Bubba (he thinks...)

Or

2. Go to Starkfield Academy, which Cory is pretty sure is run by vampires. But, hey, at least he'll get an education.

He chooses the latter...

It's at Starkfield that Kira meets Cory Rand, a boy with an insatiable Rage who sees ghosts, too. As well as other things, other things from his past, things that confuse him, things like fire and witches and demons.

Things he's always ignored.

Until now.

EXCERPT
My life was perfect.

I had the perfect shoes and the perfect friends and I lived in the perfect house.

My nails were perfect and my hair was perfect (except on Sundays, it was always windy on Sundays) and I had the perfect clothes. My lips were a perfect red and my hair perfectly straight. My eyeshadow was perfect, my hips were...okay, and my waist...well...also okay. Nothing was wrong in my life.

But then there was Jack.

Jack was a problem.

He needed to go. I mean, when you’re dead, you’re dead! I had told him this endlessly. Somehow, Jack didn’t get it. I mean, I felt sorry for the guy. Sure. Being stuck between this life and the next. But just because I found him, does that mean I needed to keep him?

I think not!

Sadly, when Jack got that look in his eyes, that weary, almost teary (if his tearducts worked) look, I melted. I just couldn’t send him away. Not even Jack knew where he would go after he died.

Would he, like, die? As in — dead, nada, kaput, finito, gone, no more? Bye bye, sayonara, ciao, hasta la vista baby and all that?

I couldn’t have that on my conscience. No way.

I lay on my bed, wondering what to do about him. “Jaaaaaaack,” I hollered. “Jaaaaaaack!”

Still no answer.

“Jack!”

Jack...materialized.

His eyes rolled down to the ground. He was making those puppy eyes again.

“Jack, I told you not to do that. I told you not to play on my sympathies.”

His puppy eyes became worse.

His skin was gray and, well, dead.

“Oh, brother,” I said. “I have to do something about you. If mom finds out I have another ‘imaginary friend’ — at my age — well, I’d die of embarrassment. But, like, really die. Not like you.” I wondered about this. Would I die? Was Jack a freak accident, or did all people live on like him? Think of the cemeteries...

The idea excited me somewhat.

“What would you have me do, Miss Kira?”

“Knock off the Miss Kira crap. I told you it’s just Kira.”

“Yes, Miss Kira.”

The dead. There’s just no reasoning.

“Fine, Miss Kira it is then.” Rover barked like a lunatic in the garden. No one else might be able to see Jack, but I was sure my dog could.

“I have to do something about this,” I mumbled.

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-Amazon US
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ABOUT R P
R P Channing started writing three years ago, but never published anything even after churning out over a million words of fiction. Thirst: Blood of my Blood is the first book he dared to publish. When asked why, he said, “Because it’s the first thing I wrote that my wife actually enjoyed reading.” When not hammering away (most literally) at his keyboard, he can be found buried in a book, reading anything from romance to horror to young adult to non-fiction to comedy.

Find him online:

-website
-Twitter @rpchanning
-Amazon

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Friday, February 5, 2016

Free Today! PAIR OF DICE LOST by Deanna Dee

PAIR OF DICE LOST
by Deanna Dee

Of man’s first misplacements…

Lydia is getting ready for a perfect Valentine’s Day with Scott, touring the Lord of the Rings exhibit at the Museum of Science. Everything’s great, except she can’t find the decorative D6s she got him. And he’ll be there any second!

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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

FROM THE ASHES OF RUIN SERIES by Matthew D. Ryan

FROM THE ASHES OF RUIN SERIES
by Matthew D. Ryan

We vampires do not make easy prey. Our weaknesses are few, our strengths many. Fear is something we do not know, and death but a distant memory. So tread softly, pray to your god, and gird yourself with silver when the moons arise and night’s dark prince awakens. We fear not the wizard, nor the warrior, neither rogue, nor priest; our strength is timeless, drawn from darkness and we know no master save the hot lust of our unending hunger. We long for blood, your blood and no blade, nor spell, nor clever artifice, can keep us long from our prize. Feel our teeth at your throat, your life ebb from you, and know as darkness comes to claim you that the price of your folly is your everlasting soul.

EXCERPT FROM DRASMYR
There’s a woman in chain mail standing across the room from me; her sword is leveled at my chest. I can smell the enchantment on the blade, it’s a strong one; maybe even strong enough to cause me harm. Still, I’m not too concerned; it’s at least a ten foot lunge and I know I move faster than she does. Indeed, she’s the one who is looking worried. My display of strength and the death of her comrade have shaken her resolve.

She’s got a pretty face, flushed with excitement but strong and in control. It is her neck that really draws me, though, so soft and inviting, filled with the warm blood I desire. The curve of her flesh glistens, waiting for a well-placed gentle kiss.

She’s breathing rapidly now, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Her trek up through the castle has sapped much of her strength. And the fear she feels is naked in her eyes. Now, she’s getting ready to pounce, just a little too much tension in her stance, her eyes just a little too focused. She couldn’t give me more warning if she were to ask my permission first.

She moves in with remarkable speed, her blade striking out like a serpent’s tongue. Even winded, she still manages to cut my cape, then prances away with her back toward the wall, ready for anything. Anything, except me.

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DRASMYR
-Amazon
-Smashwords
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THE CHILDREN OF LUBROCHIUS
-Amazon
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THE SCEPTRE OF MORGULAN
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ABOUT MATTHEW

Matthew D. Ryan lives in northeastern New York on the shores of Lake Champlain. He has been deeply involved in the fantasy genre for most of his life as a reader, writer, and game designer. His writing has been featured at Aphelion.com and YesteryearFiction.com. He is the operator of the web-site matthewdryan.com which features his blog, A Toast To Dragons, a blog dedicated to fantasy literature, and, to a lesser extent, sci-fi. He is the author of the dark fantasy novels “Drasmyr,” “The Children of Lubrochius,” and “The Sceptre of Morgulan,” as well as a growing number of fantasy short stories including: “Haladryn and the Minotaur,” “The River’s Eye,” and “Escape.”

Find him online:

-website
-mailing list
-Facebook
-Twitter @matthewdryan1
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Monday, February 1, 2016

ADMIN ANNOUNCEMENT: New Email and Guidelines

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Friday, January 29, 2016

HORIZON by Tabitha Lord

HORIZON
by Tabitha Lord

Caeli Crys isn’t living—she’s surviving. On the run after the genocide of her empathic people, she witnesses a spaceship crash near her hidden camp. When she feels the injured pilot suffering from miles away, she can’t help but risk discovery to save his life.

Commander Derek Markham awakens stranded on an uncharted planet. His co-pilot is dead, his ship is in ruins, and he’s only alive because a beautiful young woman is healing him with her mind.

As Derek recovers, Caeli shares the horror of her past and her fear for the future. When Derek’s command ship, Horizon, sends rescue, Derek convinces Caeli to leave with him. But his world is as treacherous as hers—full of spies, interplanetary terrorist plots, and political intrigue. Soon the Horizon team is racing to defend an outlying planet from a deadly enemy, and Caeli’s unique skills may just give them the edge they need to save it.

EXCERPT
She felt them before she heard them. The sudden wave of panic gripped Caeli so fiercely that she fell to her knees. Sweat beaded on her forehead and her body shook with another person’s cold fear. We’re losing altitude. I can’t keep her nose up. Time is running out. A voice echoed in her head, frantic. The words were strange and foreign, but she felt their intent.

A ship pierced the white clouds overhead. Frozen in place, Caeli tracked it streaking across the sky, her consciousness now fully merged with one of the desperate occupants onboard. Her breath came in short, gasping bursts. Seconds later a shattering pain exploded through her body and she screamed. The ground shook violently beneath her, and then nothing.

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AN INTERVIEW WITH TABITHA
-What inspired you to become a writer?

I dreamed of being a writer when I was a little girl. But I also wanted to be an astronaut, a doctor, and an archeologist! And then life happened! I think so much of my energy was taken up raising my kids, working, and running a household, there just wasn’t much left over for creativity. I am not implying you can’t have young children and write. I know people who do it very successfully, but it was all I could do to string a sentence together!

Then my children got older, the dynamics in my family shifted, and I began to consider changing careers. While I pondered what was next for me professionally, I took on a yearlong writing project at work, thinking it would give me the change of pace I needed. Turns out it was one of the most satisfying things I’d ever done in my career. Since I was in the habit of writing every day for work, I challenged myself to write creatively every day as well. A year later when the report was finished, so was the first draft of a manuscript.

-If you could visit your book’s world for a day, what one thing would you do?

I’d pilot Derek’s fighter through interstellar space!

-Give us a fun or interesting fact you learned researching this book.

I really had fun naming my characters and planets! Some of the names I took from star charts or cities around the world, but Caeli’s planet is actually named after the astronomical and mathematical manual written by Ptolemy around 105 BC – The Almagest.

-Which of your characters would you go out for drinks with?

I’d definitely go for drinks with Andreas. Although he is only a minor character, I love him. He’s colorful, charismatic, and an old-school gentleman, in addition to being a criminal. I think he’d probably be the most fun!

-If you could go back in time and give your pre-published self one piece of advice, what would it be?

Oh, I have a few things I would advise my pre-published self! But if I had to pick the most important it would be this: a first draft is nowhere near the finished product. This was shocking to me as a first time novelist, although it shouldn’t have been! I knew edits were going to happen, but I had no idea how much work they would be. If I had to estimate, I would say that writing the first draft was only about one-third of the work. Editing and working through the business side of publishing made up the other two-thirds. What's fun though, or at least what's satisfying about the post first-draft phase, is transforming the story from a rambling, exhaustive, stream of consciousness manuscript, to a work that has structure, flow, and even some artistry. I’ve learned so much about the craft of writing through editing.

-Is there a genre you could never write? Which and why?

I’m definitely planning to write in different genres. I’ve started a speculative thriller, and I have plans for a historical fiction novel. I’d love to write horror, and maybe some straight-up romance too. Literary fiction would be stretch for me, but I wouldn’t rule it out. I’m not sure I could ever pull off a mystery, though. I’m the kind of person who reads the end of the story first if it’s too suspenseful!

ABOUT TABITHA

Tabitha currently lives in Rhode Island, a few towns away from where she grew up. She is married, has four great kids, a spoiled Ragdoll cat, and lovable black lab. The house is noisy and the dinner table full! She holds a degree in Classics from College of the Holy Cross and taught Latin for years at a small, independent Waldorf school. She also worked in the admissions office there before turning her attention to full-time writing.

You can visit her blog at www.tabithalordauthor.com where she posts author interviews, hosts guest bloggers, and discusses some favorite topics including parenting and her writing journey. Horizon is her first novel.

Find her online:

-Twitter @tlordauthor
-Pinterest
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Thursday, January 28, 2016

Free Today! FIREBIRD by Jennifer Loring

FIREBIRD
by Jennifer Loring

Stephanie Hartwell is a journalist chasing the story of her career...

When superstar hockey player and notorious bad boy Aleksandr Volynsky is traded to the Seattle Earthquakes in a blockbuster deal, Stephanie demands the opportunity to prove herself by scoring an exclusive interview with a man with no love for the media...the same man she once thought, as a naive teenager, she'd someday marry.

An Olympian and Stanley Cup Champion, Aleksandr has achieved every goal he's ever set...

Now expected to carry a failing team on his shoulders, Aleksandr's troubles deepen when he encounters Stephanie after a season-opening loss. His lifestyle of drinking and random hookups has been a futile attempt to forget the beautiful tomboy who stole his heart nine years ago. And worse, fame and fortune have made it impossible for him to trust anyone--especially Stephanie, who is engaged to another man.

Romance rekindles, but tragedy reveals Aleksandr's dark side...

Being with Aleksandr in the first place jeopardizes Stephanie's journalistic integrity and threatens her career, and when he spirals out of control, it reawakens fears from her own history, making her unable to commit to a future with him.

When Aleksandr discovers the truth behind his self-destructive behavior, will his newfound self-awareness be enough to convince Stephanie to give him one last chance...

Or will his revelation drive her away for good?

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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

DAUGHTER OF THE DRACKAN by Kathrin Hutson

DAUGHTER OF THE DRACKAN
by Kathrin Hutson

Keelin is the only human fledgling, weaned by the drackans of the High Hills and given their instincts, ferocious strength, and fierce hatred for humankind. But even the drackans closest to her cannot explain why she has violent blackouts from which she wakens covered in blood.

A desperate, reckless search for the source of this secret brings her face to face with the human world and memories from a locked-away past, long forgotten. Keelin becomes a terrifying legend among human assassins while she hunts for answers, and the human realm’s High King is murdered.

While a sickly steward hides within crumbling walls, commanding her every move with a magic he should not possess, Keelin’s journey to track him down threatens her loyalty to the drackans who raised her. The rogue who crosses her path hides familiar secrets, echoing her own terrifying bloodlust and forcing her to consider that there may be something human about her, after all.

EXCERPT
Igetheyr stood unmoving, and E’Kahlyn gently unfurled her red-brown wings. The child sat atop the drackan’s scaly back, legs huddled up to her chest. She too stared at Igetheyr, eyes glowing from beneath the shock of tangled hair.

The others snorted and growled at the human, their hatred and bloodlust already thick in the air. The drackans’ centuries-old feud with the scale-less race ran deep within their blood. Seeing one now in their home stirred timeless memories of the war, so long ago, that had started their hatred in the first place, and memories of the last human fledgling who had turned astray.

Igetheyr shifted his eyes toward the child, expressionless until he chose to speak. E’Kahlyn shot her mind-voice in a direct, shielded stream to the child, hoping to reach it before Igetheyr did. ‘Have you heard our discussion?’

A light, purple-gray blotch found its way slowly to her mind with the feeble words, ‘I did.’

‘Then go to him, young one.’

The child slid to the ground, gazing at the drackan with pleading eyes. E’Kahlyn nudged her forward with her snout. The child stumbled toward Igetheyr’s great figure and placed her hands behind her back. Her narrow chest stuck out vulnerably, head held high, and she met eyes with the black drackan. Fear did not exist in the child, as if it never had. She was part of the new world around her now and still so disconnected.

Igetheyr snorted, seemingly entrapped by her boldness. E’Kahlyn opened her mind to just the two of them, eagerly awaiting the important exchange, the final word.

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AN INTERVIEW WITH KATHRIN
-What inspired you to become a writer?

I’ve always loved books. When I was a toddler, I slept with books instead of stuffed animals. I’d walk around the playground in elementary school during recess, my nose stuck deep in a book, and I let my peripheral vision lead me in circles away from the other playing kids. When I was bored, I’d read. When I was angry or felt alone, I’d read. When I loved a book and got super excited, I’d read even more. I remember my parents getting really frustrated with me because I’d sneak out of bed (when I thought it was late) and turn on the lamp on my dresser, stand there, and read under the tiny light.

And then when I was ten, I realized I could write. It wasn’t a realization of my skill or abilities, which I didn’t particularly have at the time—that would have been unbelievable. But I became aware of the possibility, and that’s when I started. The awareness of that possibility alone was what inspired me—I could make anything I wanted. I could create the story I’d always wanted to read and never managed to find. I haven’t stopped creating since.

-If you could visit your book’s world for a day, what one thing would you do?

This question is really cool, because I’d already asked myself that question when I was writing ‘Daughter of the Drackan’, and I wrote a 1900-word little ditty about it. I have to admit, I searched through tons of files and notebooks to find this piece (which I’d written years ago) so I could pull an excerpt from it to share in this interview. Alas…it’s not very good. There’s really nothing in there I’d feel proud to share in this interview, other than to tell you what it was about. I broke out laughing.

I’d written myself into Keelin’s past before her story takes place in ‘Daughter of the Drackan’. The piece is in first person, and I put myself in her world in the cliffs of the High Hills basically just to mess with her. It was a really cool exercise in my relationship with both her as a character and the world I’d created. In that place, I’m a god. So I let Keelin see me (because I’d been invisible to her before, of my own choosing, of course), and threw rocks at her and got her in trouble with another drackan. Because I could.

I also flew through the air and hovered in front of her (what can I say? Flying might be my secret superpower), then showed Keelin her entire future—everything in her story that would happen and all the reasons why…and that there was no escape for her because it was already written. At the time, I saw this as a way for me to connect with Keelin, and her with me, and it somehow allowed me the freedom to get inside her head, move about, and really tack down the things in ‘Mother of the Drackan’, the sequel, that she accepts to seal her own fate. To be sure, I wiped her memories of the whole encounter, because it would never do to have my badass protagonist remember her fleeting moment with the one being who could totally tear her life apart. It was a super cool experience.

Okay, I will share the last sentence:
‘So, happily and content with this place, I turn from the Great Lake and walk out of the pages, where now I sit here in this chair to write the last words.’

-Give us a fun or interesting fact you learned researching this book.

That’s what I love about Fantasy! I have the option to never do any research whatsoever. Because research takes so much time, and you have to get it right, and it distracts from the whole process of actually writing about it (I may be a little sore from all the research I’ve had to do with my current Dystopian Sci-Fi, ‘Sleepwater Beat’. Rest assured, I got all my facts straight).

But I will share the interesting fact of how the character Igetheyr came to be.

This was before I ever actually started writing ‘Daughter of the Drackan’, and I know, because Igetheyr’s in Chapter 1. This is a testament to how hard my subconscious was working to give me what I needed to write this story. I had one of the most vivid dreams one night about white, sparkling cliffs, jagged like broken glass and blinding with their light. From a pillar on a ledge in the cliffs, I watched a giant black form swooping down towards me. At the last second, it curved upward and spun up into the sky. I watched its scales glistening in the reflected light, saw its golden eyes when it turned away from me, and caught a fleeting glimpse of the end of its tail—covered in a long series of razor-sharp spikes.

As hard as it often is in dreams, I couldn’t remember whether I’d heard the words, or saw them spelled out in my subconscious, or felt them through my entire being. But they came to me loud and clear—Igetheyr and Ydtha-Adin. Igetheyr, of course, is the black drackan from my dream, and that gave him the role of the hermitic, wizened patriarch of the High Hills drackans and the most powerful character (though he doesn’t interfere at all) in the entire series. I loved the name Ydtha-Adin, and subsequently gave it to the white, shimmering cliffs. It then became the temple of the drackan god Gyenona—who created the beasts and set their purpose in the world—and, ever wanting to see him fail, his brother Ydtha.

Of course, there’s a whole backstory there that you’ll have to read the book to discover (can’t say I’m sorry, either). Still, I’m so glad I pay attention to my dreams.

-Which of your characters would you go out for drinks with? I’ll stick with ‘Daughter of the Drackan’s’ characters for now to answer this question. It didn’t even take me half a second to know that I would never go out for drinks with Keelin. She would be absolutely no fun, and would most likely make me an accessory to murder. I would, though, very much enjoy going out for a night on the town with Aloran and Baghr. Aloran is the head server at Brijer Turret, who runs the kitchens during the day and personally attends Lord Menykh, the Steward of Brijer Turret. By night, he’s the leader of the King’s Knives, an underground organization of skilled assassins who work secretly to avenge the High King’s death and return his son to the throne—coincidentally fighting Lord Menykh himself.

Baghr runs a legitimate business as a glass seller in the heart of the industrial city Garrett, and his store just so happens to be a front serving as the King’s Knives’ base of operations, so to speak. He and Aloran met when Aloran first served in Asread’s castle under the High King, and they formed the King’s Knives together.

Besides Aloran and Baghr knowing how to have a good time and most likely making for some extremely entertaining interaction, the mere fact that these two mess with Keelin when they have the opportunity (even though they respect her deathly talents and have learned to fear her rage) gives them extra points in my book. While they would also most likely make me an accessory to murder, they’re much better at covering up their tracks and getting away with no one noticing.

-What do you enjoy reading in your free time?

Everything! Well, almost everything. There are two specific genres I’ve just never been able to enjoy even in the least bit. The first is Romance—and I’m talking purely Romance, where there are zero other elements of any other genre. Don’t get me wrong, if it’s done in the right way, a little bit of a romantic theme in any genre is more than welcome in my mind. Heck, I write romances and love triangles in my own work (though it’s never the focus). But Romance purely for the sake of Romance in and of itself…I just don’t see the point. This is not me dissing Romance as a genre or its authors. It’s my own personal distaste (and if you’re wondering…no, love has not made me bitter. I’m ecstatically married and love romance in real life).

The other thing I can’t stand is historical non-fiction. Because it’s boring and it already happened, and it feels like being back in my high school AP History class.

My favorite genres to read are Fantasy, Sci-Fi, and Steampunk. I also very much enjoy witty, crude, sarcastic essays, like those by Steve Almond and David Foster Wallace, as well as self-improvement-type works along the Positive Psychology vein and some really great “how-to’s” for Indie Authors.

-Is there a genre you could never write? Which and why?

I will probably only ever write fiction, so that completely takes out non-fiction. I think I write enough of that on the blog for my editing business. But any other genre I enjoy reading I have, at some point or another, considered writing. I guess that pretty much slashes a giant, scarred, burned-to-a-crisp X through Romance. If I were ever to write a Romance novel, nobody would like it at all, because it would of course show in some character or another who popped up at all the wrong moments to say how ridiculous the whole thing was anyways.

ABOUT KATHRIN

Kathrin Hutson has been writing fiction for fifteen years, editing for five, and plunging in and out of reality since she first became aware of the concept. Kathrin specializes in Dark Fantasy and Sci-fi, and the second novel in this series, Mother of the Drackan, will be released this February.

Kathrin runs her own independent editing company, KLH CreateWorks, for Indie Authors of all genres. She also serves as Story Coordinator and Chief Editor for Collaborative Writing Challenge, and Editing Director for Rambunctious Rambling Publications, Inc. Needless to say, she doesn’t have time to do anything she doesn’t enjoy.

Find her online:

-Kathrin’s fiction
-Facebook (fiction)
-Kathrin’s create works
-Facebook (create works)
-Twitter @klhcreateworks

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