Monday, July 29, 2013
Unexpected by Dulaney-Glen
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Quinn Loftis - Cover Reveal!
Sacrifice of Love (Grey Wolves Series Book 7)
by Quinn Loftis
Synopsis
As one evil falls, another rises in its place. The powerful witch, Desdemona, has finally been killed by an alliance of wolf, elf, and fae. But Reyaz, brother to Cypher the warlock king, has vowed retribution for a life that was taken from him. Now Cypher must decide not only how to protect his newfound mate and his people, but also how to destroy the only family he has left.
Meanwhile, Jen’s pregnancy progresses and the fateful due date draws ever nearer. The thought of losing Decebel’s child constantly threatens to overwhelm her. With each passing day, Decebel grows more distant, causing Jen to wonder what toll the impending loss of their child is taking on him. Unbeknownst to Jen, in an act of desperation to protect his unborn child and mate, Decebel strikes a deadly bargain with the Great Luna—his life in place of his child’s. There is only one way for that to happen; the bond between he and Jen must be broken.
As Jen as Decebel struggle through their darkness, another kind of darkness is infiltrating Fane’s heart. Doubts and questions linger as he tries to cope with the emotions brought on in the aftermath of Desdemona’s curse. He knows what happened wasn’t real, but still he can’t rid himself of the terrible images seared into his memory. Jacque is his light, the one who keeps the darkness at bay, yet he won’t let her inside to do just that.
Sally continues to learn what it means to be a gypsy healer and Costin struggles to protect her as she runs full speed ahead to help her wolves, heedless of her own safety. She sees her best friends struggling, each enduring their own trials. She’s desperate to help them, but can she keep them safe?
With all of these things hanging heavy over the heads of the Serbia and Romania packs, their attention is divided. The wolves do not even realize a threat has slowly infiltrated their midst. Will they recognize the threat in time to save the lives that precariously hang in the balance?
Against this backdrop of darkness, choices will be made, fears will confronted, and the ultimate sacrifice will be made. Will the wolves stand together to defeat the threats arrayed against them, both from within and without? Will love conquer all? Or will the beleaguered wolves finally succumb to their demons?
Available September 13, 2013
About Quinn Loftis
Quinn lives in beautiful NW Arkansas with her husband, son, Doberman and cat (who thinks she is a ninja in disguise). She is beyond thankful that she has been blessed to be able to write full time and hopes the readers know how much all of their support means to her. Some of her hobbies include reading, exercising, crochet, and spending time with family and friends. She gives all credit of her success to God because he gave her the creative spirit and vivid imagination it takes to write.
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Wednesday, July 17, 2013
JULY 20th - Huge Giveaway on a Facebook event!
Hello
all! I am inviting you all to join an event happening June 20th on
Facebook. It's the 1 year anniversary for a page that I am an Admin on,
called Book talk.
I invite you all to join in on the fun and GIVEAWAYS! I do believe all you have to do is click the link https://www.facebook.com/events/405507539567940/, log onto facebook and join the event, there will be a poll that ask who sent you be sure to choose me, Amber C! Then join in on the fun!!!
JULY 20, 2013
starting at 6pm est
We have a lot of Amazing Author's and Blogger's donating so
come join the fun and win some Awesome books and Swag..
The Party starts at 6pm Est time and will run until we run out of things to Giveaway.
I invite you all to join in on the fun and GIVEAWAYS! I do believe all you have to do is click the link https://www.facebook.com/events/405507539567940/, log onto facebook and join the event, there will be a poll that ask who sent you be sure to choose me, Amber C! Then join in on the fun!!!
JULY 20, 2013
starting at 6pm est
We have a lot of Amazing Author's and Blogger's donating so
come join the fun and win some Awesome books and Swag..
The Party starts at 6pm Est time and will run until we run out of things to Giveaway.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Chapter 1 - Too Close To Home by Tressa Messenger
Hello all, below I have the 1st chapter of one of my favorite Indie authors book, Too Close to Home. It's a murder mystery and I love it! If you like the 1st chapter you will want to go and buy it! She will be writing the sequel soon so you will want to read this one first and FAST!
Amazon Link to Too Close To Home
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Too Close To Home: Chapter One
“Alright, girls, good job today. We need to work on the timing a little more for the halftime cheer. We only have two days left to get it just right, but other than that, I think we are all set for the game on Friday night,” Missy says to the group of girls sitting on the hardwood floor staring up at her. “Awesome! We are so going to rock at the game,” Kristen says jumping up to her feet and shaking her pom-poms, making the shiny black and gold color glimmer in the bright gym light. Her long dark brown hair, pulled up in a tight pony tail, bounces with the movement. “I hope so. The first game of the season always makes me nervous,” Brittany says. “Me, too, no matter how many years I’ve cheered,” Missy says. “This is my year though, and I want it to be memorable.” “Who knows, Missy! We might even make it into the North Carolina cheerleading competition this year,” Kristen says excitedly. Missy’s sultry blue eyes light up at the thought. “That would be kick-ass for sure!” “I can’t wait for Frankie to see me in my cheerleading outfit. He is going to freak over my short skirt,” a freshman, whose name escapes Missy at the moment, says. Missy rolls her eyes at the girl. It seems so silly now, but she remembers feeling the same way when she got into high school and joined the squad for the first time as a freshman. For decades it has been a tradition for the cheerleaders at Pamlico County High School to mercilessly haze the freshmen cheerleaders as a way for them to prove not only their worth but also their loyalty to the squad. Missy was determined to make it no matter what, and even though every year some girls don’t last, she did. The prospect of being a part of the “in-crowd” and cheering on the most popular guys in school was like a fantasy to her. Three years later, as a senior, not only has she become the captain of their cheerleading squad, but she is also dating the hottest guy in the whole school and who just happens to be the quarterback of the football team. It has been hard work and a little heartbreaking along the way, but it has all been worth it to have her status escalate to the “it” girl. “Hey, Missy, we’re all meeting up at the Crooked Hook. You wanna come?” Kristen asks, her big brown eyes twinkling with excitement, breaking Missy’s daydream. “Tempting, but no. I think I’m going to work on the choreography for the new cheer for a few more minutes so we don’t look like a bunch of dumbasses out there on Friday night,” she says. “Then I’m gonna hit the shower, cause I’m supposed to meet up with Rob later.” “It’s a tough job but someone’s got to do it,” Kristen says, smacking Missy on the butt so loud the sound ripples through the spacious old gym. “Yeah, it is,” she says laughing. “I guess it’s about time you spend more time with that hunky boyfriend of yours. He may start to wonder where you are all the time and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that.” Missy rolls her eyes at Kristen. “Maybe ya’ll can stop by later anyway,” Brittany says, hopeful that they will. “We’ll see,” Missy tells her, hoping that answer will appease her. “Okay, hooker, if we don’t see ya tonight, we’ll see you tomorrow,” Kristen says before giving Missy a hug before leaving. “Yep, tomorrow for sure. Ya’ll have fun though.” Missy waves good-bye to the group of chatty and smiling girls, slightly wishing she was going out with them. She and Kristen have been best friends their whole lives. It was a friendship that started before their first day of kindergarten at Arapahoe Charter School. Both Kristen and Missy’s parents lived next door to each other in Minnesott Beach and became fast friends after the girls were born, that is until Kristen’s parents decided to move into a bigger house in Dawson’s Creek when Missy and Kristen were in sixth grade, leaving Missy alone in Minnesott. They each went their own way after that, making friends with other people, although they managed to grow close again in high school during those torturous freshmen cheerleading hazing days. The other kids at school had nicknamed them the dynamic duo during their freshman year and they have lived up to their titles proudly ever since. Throughout the past three years of school others have joined their group of friends. The most loyal of those, in Missy’s opinion, were Kristen, Rob, Marshal, Brittany and Kate. In fact, Missy felt certain that if they hadn’t gone to different schools up until high school, they would have all been friends a lot longer. She had worried that things would become weird once she started dating Rob last year, since Kristen was hooking up with him at the time, but they managed. Once all is quiet in the gym, Missy bends down and picks up her pom-poms off the glossy wooden floor and turns on her iPod to the song that goes with the new cheer she wants to work on. Once the music begins, she holds her pom-poms on her waist and stands like a beautiful blond statue until the timing is right. She closes her eyes, feeling the music and waits for the note that is supposed to begin the cheer. As she begins, her face lights up and she starts to move. She shakes and gyrates everything the good Lord gave her in perfect rhythm. She turns and kicks and rattles her pom-poms to the beat of the music. Her heart leaps with the thrill. BANG! Missy jumps at the sound of a loud thunderous, bang that echoes through the gym and vibrates off the dark brick walls around her, breaking her spell. She hugs her pom-poms to her chest and looks around for the culprit. “Hello? Is someone there?” she asks, looking around, but finding no one. She presses her shiny pom-poms even harder against her chest, feeling exposed in her little bright yellow sports bra and tight black leggings in the open gym. She continues to look around as she quickly walks over to the bleachers to turn off the loud music. She stands still and listens for a sound, any sound, but there is none. Feeling creped out, she gathers up her things and heads to the girl’s locker room. She puts her gym bag on the bench in the middle of the row of lockers and digs around inside. She takes out her clean change of clothes so they don’t get tainted from her sweaty workout clothes and places them beside the bag along with a fluffy terry-cloth towel, her makeup bag and hair brush. She puts her pom-poms and iPod in the bag and then strips out of her sweaty leggings and sports bra down to her little black thong. She balls the clothes up and puts them in the bag before shoving the bag in the old beat up locker and places her clean clothes and makeup bag on top of it. Feeling uneasy in only her little thong, she grabs the neatly folded towel off the bench and looks around the row of lockers. She slams the metallic door closed and presses the towel closer to her chest and briskly walks to the open shower stalls in the back of the room. She hangs the towel on the nearest hook and turns on the hot water full blast. Once the steady stream of water is hot and steamy, she removes her panties and kicks them to the side. She stands under the hot water and closes her eyes, letting the scalding hot water run down her naked body to melt all of the tension away and calm her racing nerves. The water pressure isn’t hard enough to massage her muscles like she likes, but the steam still works its magic. BANG! Her eyes shoot open and she freezes in mid-movement. Her heart jumps in her chest when she hears the loud bang again. “I knew I wasn’t hearing things before,” she says to herself before calling out, “Hello?” BANG! “What the hell is that?” She whips her head around when she hears it again, causing steamy hot water to slap against the shower stall from her long wet hair. She turns off the water and wraps the fluffy towel around herself and storms out of the shower stall. “Is someone in here?” she asks, her annoyance growing higher. Instantly, a loud bang rings in her ears again. “Hey, asshole!” she yells. Silence. She hurries to her locker to get dressed, but finds it wide open and her bag containing all of her stuff, clothes, phone, and keys, all gone. She throws a couple of old rag magazines and her choreography notebook onto the floor, emptying out the locker. She continues to look even though she knows she won’t find anything to put on because her clothes are gone and she never keeps extra at school, but she completely empties her locker anyway. She slams the palm of her hand on the front of the locker next to her and curses to herself for not keeping extra clothes in it. “Okay, whores, nice joke! Now bring my stuff back so I can get dressed,” she yells. Silence. “Kristen, Ashley, Brittany, joke’s over!” she exclaims, while not even trying to hide her anger. “Payback is going to be hell tomorrow at practice!” Still no sound. She looks down at the wet towel wrapped around her naked body and slams the locker door closed with a loud metallic bang. “Great, just great! Very funny, assholes!” she yells, then mumbles to herself, “What douche bags.” She walks through all the rows of lockers opening them all as she passes by hoping to find a piece, any piece, of clothing to put on, but finds them all empty. Grasping the towel around her even tighter she walks to the end of the last row of lockers and looks around the open space of the locker room toward the gym door and mutters to herself, “I swear to God, those girls are going to be dead if anyone sees me like this.” She’s pretty sure her so-called friends are getting a kick out of her discomfort, knowing she will have to walk through the entire length of the school to the front office to use one of the phones in nothing but a wet towel. She even half expected pictures to be taken to capture the moment. Feeling uneasy, she takes another deep breath to steady herself and lets it out slowly before leaving the safety of the row and out into the open. She hurries to the door and puts a hand on the knob and quickly turns it. She peaks her head out into the dark gym and tries to look around as her eyes begin to adjust to the darkness. “Didn’t I leave the lights on? I can’t see shit in here now,” she says to herself. Standing with her back toward the gym, she slowly closes the locker room door, trying to keep as quiet as possible. Every hair on her body stands on end when the heavy old metal door squeaks with age. Too afraid to look around, she stands frozen, waiting for any kind of sound from anyone who may be in there. “Please God, don’t let anyone see me like this,” she silently prays. Once she is satisfied that there is no one else in the gym, she shuts the door the rest of the way and clings to the cool brick wall behind her. Step by step, she tiptoes as quietly as she can toward the exit that leads into the school. She would prefer to go through the exit leading outside, since it is a less creeper path to the front of the school where the office is located, but the exit door leading into the school building is her only option at this time of day since all the other exit doors leading to the outside of the building are supposed to be locked at four o’clock for the safety and security of the school. Unfortunately for Missy, her only option is located on the opposite side of the gym beside a row of wooden bleachers. Not only does it look extremely far away, but Missy is certain that the thirty seconds it is going to take to reach that door is going to feel like an eternity. She takes another deep breath and continues to cling to the brick wall as she makes her way along the gym. She breathes a little easier when she finally reaches the gym exit. As she extends her hand to push the bar on the old door to open it, she sees a form of what looks to be a man standing close to the locker rooms where she had just left. “Jesus Christ!” she yells in shock. “Who’s there?” The gym is too dark to make out his face. “Coach Grady, is that you?” The man doesn’t respond. “Seriously, Coach, don’t be a creepy perv!” she yells with a hint of disgust in her voice. Without a word the he man slowly begins to walk in her direction. Missy, now clutching her terrycloth towel tightly to her chest, can feel her heart pounding in her chest beneath her arms. She has become aware that the closer the man gets to her, the harder her heart beats. Missy feels it pounding so hard now that she is afraid that it will burst from her chest leaping right out onto the wooden basketball court. “Don’t come any closer. I’m going to call the police and your ass is going to get fired,” she threatens. The man doesn’t stop. “Shit!” she curses, then leaps at the door. She throws open the old heavy gym door and rushes out into the dark open hallway of the recreation wing of the school. Holding onto her towel, she runs down the wide hallway, which is somewhat difficult because she has no shoes on and her feet are still wet from her shower, which makes her slide all over the glossy tile floor. When she comes to a fork in the hall, she looks back and forth trying to decide which way would be the best, knowing all of the doors in the school are locked at this hour except for the exit in the gym leading out onto the football field back the way she came and the only phones are in the office, which is still too far away. She doesn’t have long to think before she hears the loud thud of the man’s heavy boots coming down the hall behind her. “Shit! Science!” she scolds herself and takes a right down the science hallway and straight into Mr. Peters’ chemistry classroom. She closes the door as softly as she can and turns around to face the classroom. She has Mr. Peters’ for fourth period class so she is well aware of all of the empty cabinets lining the walls. At the time they seemed like a good hiding place, but now she realizes they would be too much of an obvious hiding spot. Her heart leaps into her throat at the sound of a metallic like scratching, comparable to nails scratching on a chalkboard, if the chalkboard was a set of metal lockers and the nails were made out of another metal, coming from right outside in the hallway. She hurries to the first place she can think of, Mr. Peters’ desk. She crawls underneath and hugs her body tightly together in an upright fetal position hoping and praying that she won’t be found. She can hear doors opening down the hall, as he gets closer and closer. When her door swings open, she has to put her hand over her mouth to stifle a startled gasp and to quiet her rapid breathing. Thankfully the moon is not only full tonight, but it is also unusually bright and it’s allowing Missy to watch the man’s shadow along the chalkboard and on the tile floor. Within a few breathless minutes, his shadow disappears and she hears his footsteps leave the room. Removing her hand from her mouth, she pokes her head out from under the desk, but just as she does, a massive hand painfully grabs a handful of her long blond wet hair pulling her up onto the desk. She grabs for her hair, forgetting her towel, letting it fall to the floor. The man pins her down on the desk, maneuvering himself between her legs to keep them still, continuing to hold onto her hair with a tight fist managing to keep her in place in spite of her pleas and flailing body. “Oh, my God, please don’t,” she screams, fearing she is about to be raped by this stranger. Missy struggles to catch a good look at her assailant hoping it will help appeal to him, but through her tears and his well- suited ski mask, she is having difficulty discerning who it is behind the mask. She is, however, able to distinguish think pink lips which are formed into an angry scowl and cold, calculating dark eyes, which only works to add to her fear. “Please, don’t!” she begs again through her sobs. The man just stares down at her for a long breathless minute. She wonders for a second if he will let her go. Then, lifting his free hand, she now sees he is holding a long shiny blade. Missy opens her light blue eyes wide at the sight of the knife glistening in the moonlight and begins to scream and cry even more, knowing for certain that he has no intentions of letting her go. “What do you want from me?” she yells in his masked face, her fear now being replaced by defiance. He lowers the knife and runs the cool steel along her naked body, making circles around her hardening nipples down to her belly button. Although she is unable to see the knife when it goes in, she feels the sharp pain radiating through her body as the man repeatedly plunges the knife slowly into the soft flesh of her stomach. Her screams begin to quiet as stomach acid and blood start to pool in her throat, which in turn causes her breathing to become even shallower. With one last gurgled gasp, she quickly stills, leaving the ghost of her screams echoing through the hall. Untangling his fist from her now bloody and matted blond hair, he saunters out of the classroom leaving Melissa Cooley’s naked body lying in a pool of her own blood on top of Mr. Peters’ desk.
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Too Close To Home: Chapter One
“Alright, girls, good job today. We need to work on the timing a little more for the halftime cheer. We only have two days left to get it just right, but other than that, I think we are all set for the game on Friday night,” Missy says to the group of girls sitting on the hardwood floor staring up at her. “Awesome! We are so going to rock at the game,” Kristen says jumping up to her feet and shaking her pom-poms, making the shiny black and gold color glimmer in the bright gym light. Her long dark brown hair, pulled up in a tight pony tail, bounces with the movement. “I hope so. The first game of the season always makes me nervous,” Brittany says. “Me, too, no matter how many years I’ve cheered,” Missy says. “This is my year though, and I want it to be memorable.” “Who knows, Missy! We might even make it into the North Carolina cheerleading competition this year,” Kristen says excitedly. Missy’s sultry blue eyes light up at the thought. “That would be kick-ass for sure!” “I can’t wait for Frankie to see me in my cheerleading outfit. He is going to freak over my short skirt,” a freshman, whose name escapes Missy at the moment, says. Missy rolls her eyes at the girl. It seems so silly now, but she remembers feeling the same way when she got into high school and joined the squad for the first time as a freshman. For decades it has been a tradition for the cheerleaders at Pamlico County High School to mercilessly haze the freshmen cheerleaders as a way for them to prove not only their worth but also their loyalty to the squad. Missy was determined to make it no matter what, and even though every year some girls don’t last, she did. The prospect of being a part of the “in-crowd” and cheering on the most popular guys in school was like a fantasy to her. Three years later, as a senior, not only has she become the captain of their cheerleading squad, but she is also dating the hottest guy in the whole school and who just happens to be the quarterback of the football team. It has been hard work and a little heartbreaking along the way, but it has all been worth it to have her status escalate to the “it” girl. “Hey, Missy, we’re all meeting up at the Crooked Hook. You wanna come?” Kristen asks, her big brown eyes twinkling with excitement, breaking Missy’s daydream. “Tempting, but no. I think I’m going to work on the choreography for the new cheer for a few more minutes so we don’t look like a bunch of dumbasses out there on Friday night,” she says. “Then I’m gonna hit the shower, cause I’m supposed to meet up with Rob later.” “It’s a tough job but someone’s got to do it,” Kristen says, smacking Missy on the butt so loud the sound ripples through the spacious old gym. “Yeah, it is,” she says laughing. “I guess it’s about time you spend more time with that hunky boyfriend of yours. He may start to wonder where you are all the time and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that.” Missy rolls her eyes at Kristen. “Maybe ya’ll can stop by later anyway,” Brittany says, hopeful that they will. “We’ll see,” Missy tells her, hoping that answer will appease her. “Okay, hooker, if we don’t see ya tonight, we’ll see you tomorrow,” Kristen says before giving Missy a hug before leaving. “Yep, tomorrow for sure. Ya’ll have fun though.” Missy waves good-bye to the group of chatty and smiling girls, slightly wishing she was going out with them. She and Kristen have been best friends their whole lives. It was a friendship that started before their first day of kindergarten at Arapahoe Charter School. Both Kristen and Missy’s parents lived next door to each other in Minnesott Beach and became fast friends after the girls were born, that is until Kristen’s parents decided to move into a bigger house in Dawson’s Creek when Missy and Kristen were in sixth grade, leaving Missy alone in Minnesott. They each went their own way after that, making friends with other people, although they managed to grow close again in high school during those torturous freshmen cheerleading hazing days. The other kids at school had nicknamed them the dynamic duo during their freshman year and they have lived up to their titles proudly ever since. Throughout the past three years of school others have joined their group of friends. The most loyal of those, in Missy’s opinion, were Kristen, Rob, Marshal, Brittany and Kate. In fact, Missy felt certain that if they hadn’t gone to different schools up until high school, they would have all been friends a lot longer. She had worried that things would become weird once she started dating Rob last year, since Kristen was hooking up with him at the time, but they managed. Once all is quiet in the gym, Missy bends down and picks up her pom-poms off the glossy wooden floor and turns on her iPod to the song that goes with the new cheer she wants to work on. Once the music begins, she holds her pom-poms on her waist and stands like a beautiful blond statue until the timing is right. She closes her eyes, feeling the music and waits for the note that is supposed to begin the cheer. As she begins, her face lights up and she starts to move. She shakes and gyrates everything the good Lord gave her in perfect rhythm. She turns and kicks and rattles her pom-poms to the beat of the music. Her heart leaps with the thrill. BANG! Missy jumps at the sound of a loud thunderous, bang that echoes through the gym and vibrates off the dark brick walls around her, breaking her spell. She hugs her pom-poms to her chest and looks around for the culprit. “Hello? Is someone there?” she asks, looking around, but finding no one. She presses her shiny pom-poms even harder against her chest, feeling exposed in her little bright yellow sports bra and tight black leggings in the open gym. She continues to look around as she quickly walks over to the bleachers to turn off the loud music. She stands still and listens for a sound, any sound, but there is none. Feeling creped out, she gathers up her things and heads to the girl’s locker room. She puts her gym bag on the bench in the middle of the row of lockers and digs around inside. She takes out her clean change of clothes so they don’t get tainted from her sweaty workout clothes and places them beside the bag along with a fluffy terry-cloth towel, her makeup bag and hair brush. She puts her pom-poms and iPod in the bag and then strips out of her sweaty leggings and sports bra down to her little black thong. She balls the clothes up and puts them in the bag before shoving the bag in the old beat up locker and places her clean clothes and makeup bag on top of it. Feeling uneasy in only her little thong, she grabs the neatly folded towel off the bench and looks around the row of lockers. She slams the metallic door closed and presses the towel closer to her chest and briskly walks to the open shower stalls in the back of the room. She hangs the towel on the nearest hook and turns on the hot water full blast. Once the steady stream of water is hot and steamy, she removes her panties and kicks them to the side. She stands under the hot water and closes her eyes, letting the scalding hot water run down her naked body to melt all of the tension away and calm her racing nerves. The water pressure isn’t hard enough to massage her muscles like she likes, but the steam still works its magic. BANG! Her eyes shoot open and she freezes in mid-movement. Her heart jumps in her chest when she hears the loud bang again. “I knew I wasn’t hearing things before,” she says to herself before calling out, “Hello?” BANG! “What the hell is that?” She whips her head around when she hears it again, causing steamy hot water to slap against the shower stall from her long wet hair. She turns off the water and wraps the fluffy towel around herself and storms out of the shower stall. “Is someone in here?” she asks, her annoyance growing higher. Instantly, a loud bang rings in her ears again. “Hey, asshole!” she yells. Silence. She hurries to her locker to get dressed, but finds it wide open and her bag containing all of her stuff, clothes, phone, and keys, all gone. She throws a couple of old rag magazines and her choreography notebook onto the floor, emptying out the locker. She continues to look even though she knows she won’t find anything to put on because her clothes are gone and she never keeps extra at school, but she completely empties her locker anyway. She slams the palm of her hand on the front of the locker next to her and curses to herself for not keeping extra clothes in it. “Okay, whores, nice joke! Now bring my stuff back so I can get dressed,” she yells. Silence. “Kristen, Ashley, Brittany, joke’s over!” she exclaims, while not even trying to hide her anger. “Payback is going to be hell tomorrow at practice!” Still no sound. She looks down at the wet towel wrapped around her naked body and slams the locker door closed with a loud metallic bang. “Great, just great! Very funny, assholes!” she yells, then mumbles to herself, “What douche bags.” She walks through all the rows of lockers opening them all as she passes by hoping to find a piece, any piece, of clothing to put on, but finds them all empty. Grasping the towel around her even tighter she walks to the end of the last row of lockers and looks around the open space of the locker room toward the gym door and mutters to herself, “I swear to God, those girls are going to be dead if anyone sees me like this.” She’s pretty sure her so-called friends are getting a kick out of her discomfort, knowing she will have to walk through the entire length of the school to the front office to use one of the phones in nothing but a wet towel. She even half expected pictures to be taken to capture the moment. Feeling uneasy, she takes another deep breath to steady herself and lets it out slowly before leaving the safety of the row and out into the open. She hurries to the door and puts a hand on the knob and quickly turns it. She peaks her head out into the dark gym and tries to look around as her eyes begin to adjust to the darkness. “Didn’t I leave the lights on? I can’t see shit in here now,” she says to herself. Standing with her back toward the gym, she slowly closes the locker room door, trying to keep as quiet as possible. Every hair on her body stands on end when the heavy old metal door squeaks with age. Too afraid to look around, she stands frozen, waiting for any kind of sound from anyone who may be in there. “Please God, don’t let anyone see me like this,” she silently prays. Once she is satisfied that there is no one else in the gym, she shuts the door the rest of the way and clings to the cool brick wall behind her. Step by step, she tiptoes as quietly as she can toward the exit that leads into the school. She would prefer to go through the exit leading outside, since it is a less creeper path to the front of the school where the office is located, but the exit door leading into the school building is her only option at this time of day since all the other exit doors leading to the outside of the building are supposed to be locked at four o’clock for the safety and security of the school. Unfortunately for Missy, her only option is located on the opposite side of the gym beside a row of wooden bleachers. Not only does it look extremely far away, but Missy is certain that the thirty seconds it is going to take to reach that door is going to feel like an eternity. She takes another deep breath and continues to cling to the brick wall as she makes her way along the gym. She breathes a little easier when she finally reaches the gym exit. As she extends her hand to push the bar on the old door to open it, she sees a form of what looks to be a man standing close to the locker rooms where she had just left. “Jesus Christ!” she yells in shock. “Who’s there?” The gym is too dark to make out his face. “Coach Grady, is that you?” The man doesn’t respond. “Seriously, Coach, don’t be a creepy perv!” she yells with a hint of disgust in her voice. Without a word the he man slowly begins to walk in her direction. Missy, now clutching her terrycloth towel tightly to her chest, can feel her heart pounding in her chest beneath her arms. She has become aware that the closer the man gets to her, the harder her heart beats. Missy feels it pounding so hard now that she is afraid that it will burst from her chest leaping right out onto the wooden basketball court. “Don’t come any closer. I’m going to call the police and your ass is going to get fired,” she threatens. The man doesn’t stop. “Shit!” she curses, then leaps at the door. She throws open the old heavy gym door and rushes out into the dark open hallway of the recreation wing of the school. Holding onto her towel, she runs down the wide hallway, which is somewhat difficult because she has no shoes on and her feet are still wet from her shower, which makes her slide all over the glossy tile floor. When she comes to a fork in the hall, she looks back and forth trying to decide which way would be the best, knowing all of the doors in the school are locked at this hour except for the exit in the gym leading out onto the football field back the way she came and the only phones are in the office, which is still too far away. She doesn’t have long to think before she hears the loud thud of the man’s heavy boots coming down the hall behind her. “Shit! Science!” she scolds herself and takes a right down the science hallway and straight into Mr. Peters’ chemistry classroom. She closes the door as softly as she can and turns around to face the classroom. She has Mr. Peters’ for fourth period class so she is well aware of all of the empty cabinets lining the walls. At the time they seemed like a good hiding place, but now she realizes they would be too much of an obvious hiding spot. Her heart leaps into her throat at the sound of a metallic like scratching, comparable to nails scratching on a chalkboard, if the chalkboard was a set of metal lockers and the nails were made out of another metal, coming from right outside in the hallway. She hurries to the first place she can think of, Mr. Peters’ desk. She crawls underneath and hugs her body tightly together in an upright fetal position hoping and praying that she won’t be found. She can hear doors opening down the hall, as he gets closer and closer. When her door swings open, she has to put her hand over her mouth to stifle a startled gasp and to quiet her rapid breathing. Thankfully the moon is not only full tonight, but it is also unusually bright and it’s allowing Missy to watch the man’s shadow along the chalkboard and on the tile floor. Within a few breathless minutes, his shadow disappears and she hears his footsteps leave the room. Removing her hand from her mouth, she pokes her head out from under the desk, but just as she does, a massive hand painfully grabs a handful of her long blond wet hair pulling her up onto the desk. She grabs for her hair, forgetting her towel, letting it fall to the floor. The man pins her down on the desk, maneuvering himself between her legs to keep them still, continuing to hold onto her hair with a tight fist managing to keep her in place in spite of her pleas and flailing body. “Oh, my God, please don’t,” she screams, fearing she is about to be raped by this stranger. Missy struggles to catch a good look at her assailant hoping it will help appeal to him, but through her tears and his well- suited ski mask, she is having difficulty discerning who it is behind the mask. She is, however, able to distinguish think pink lips which are formed into an angry scowl and cold, calculating dark eyes, which only works to add to her fear. “Please, don’t!” she begs again through her sobs. The man just stares down at her for a long breathless minute. She wonders for a second if he will let her go. Then, lifting his free hand, she now sees he is holding a long shiny blade. Missy opens her light blue eyes wide at the sight of the knife glistening in the moonlight and begins to scream and cry even more, knowing for certain that he has no intentions of letting her go. “What do you want from me?” she yells in his masked face, her fear now being replaced by defiance. He lowers the knife and runs the cool steel along her naked body, making circles around her hardening nipples down to her belly button. Although she is unable to see the knife when it goes in, she feels the sharp pain radiating through her body as the man repeatedly plunges the knife slowly into the soft flesh of her stomach. Her screams begin to quiet as stomach acid and blood start to pool in her throat, which in turn causes her breathing to become even shallower. With one last gurgled gasp, she quickly stills, leaving the ghost of her screams echoing through the hall. Untangling his fist from her now bloody and matted blond hair, he saunters out of the classroom leaving Melissa Cooley’s naked body lying in a pool of her own blood on top of Mr. Peters’ desk.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Indie Bookfest Blog Hop
Indie BookFest 2013 is all day long event (starting at 8:00 AM and ending at 5:00 PM) celebrating Indie Authors and Artists and their freedom of expression. Join some of your favorite Indie Authors for a day filled with book signings, sessions, and lots of good food and great fun! You won't want to miss the sessions throughout the day, where several panelists will be speaking on a variety of topics relevant to writing, publishing, promoting your books, and all things indie.
Indie BookFest 2013 will be held at the Buena Vista Palace
in Buena Vista, FL, on August 3rd, 2013 ... just minutes from all the
Disney and Universal parks! Everyone attending Indie BookFest 2013 will
have access to special room rates while staying at the Buena Vista
Palace. Turn this one day event into a fun little getaway and indulge in
the sunshine and parks while you are visiting the Orlando area.
Register for Indie BookFest 2013
Sessions, refreshments, morning gourmet coffee bar, lunch, & much more? = $20
Fun hanging out with a great group of your favorite Indie Authors? = PRICELESS!
Fun hanging out with a great group of your favorite Indie Authors? = PRICELESS!
Not only is Indie BookFest going to be a day filled with a lot of fun and fabulousness, but it will also be a time to come together and help a local organization, A Gift For Teaching. We will be raffling off an AMAZING prize to one lucky winner, so be sure to come prepared to purchase a few tickets, rub a lucky 8 ball, and by doing so, help out local teachers and children in the process!
** Be sure to bring in some school supplies to be entered to win another wonderful prize ... everyone who donates will receive some special Indie BookFest swag!**
Learn more about the 2013 charity Indie BookFest will be featuring HERE. We hope to see you all on August 3rd in Orlando, it is sure to be a great time!
Indie Bookfest is proud to announce that along with our stellar line up of over 45 indie authors such as: Shelly Crane, Kristie Cook, Tabatha Vargo, Amy Miles, Michelle Madow, Shanora Q. Williams, Quinn Loftis, C.A. Kunz, Tiffany King, G.P. Ching, Rachael Wade, Tawdra Kandle, Sarah Ross, and MANY OTHERS, that Isaac Marion (Author of Warm Bodies) will be a special speaker at the event!
Be sure to stop by the blog and show your Indie pride and love of books by picking up one of these AWESOME tees! All proceeds go to finance the event!
(Click on the pictures below to go to the blog to purchase!)
Visit these blog in the blog hop!
A Momless Mom
A readers point of view
Adventures of Frugal Mom
Amid Summer Night Dreams
Andi's Book Reviews
Andi's Young Adult Books
Asteria's Blog
Author Tawdra Kandle
Beckstar Reviews
Black Words-White Pages
Books to Light Your Fire
Books, Beauty and Bodacious
Books, Brownies and Barkers
Cover Bound
Cu's Ebook Giveaways
Dina Rae's Write Stuff
Frankie Blooding's Bookshelf
Heather Allen
I escape into books
Identity Discovery
If the Book Fits
Jamie Loeak
Kathleen Valentine's Blog
Kats Reads
Life with Lesley
Literary Sweet
Little Read Riding Hood
Living, Learning, and Loving Life
Lynda's Random Ramblings
My Home Away From Home
Niki's book Corner
old things r new
Out There Reviews & Stuff
Paranormal book club
Passionate Book Divas
Pink Fluffy Hearts: Diary of a Coffee Addict
Pretty Opinionated
Readers Confession
Reality Bites! Let's Get Lost!
Sizzle and Swoon
Taking Time for Mommy
Teracia's book hoarding problem
The Official Site of Inger Iversen
The Winey Reader
Theresa M Jones
Unexpected Destinies
Unputdownable Books
Wine Relaxation And MY Kindle
Writing on the Wall
Check out these Indie BookFest 2013 author interviews:
Amy Miles
1. What is one thing about you that your fans don’t know about
you?
I’m an introvert and as such I am a
nervous wreck before and during each book signing that I do. I say “um” a LOT to try to deal with the
nerves. Also…I fan girl just like
everyone else. I’m always sneaking away
from my booth to meet other authors.
2. What has been your favorite fan moment?
That would have to be when the bank manager
of our local branch came rushing out to meet me in the car. That was surreal. Not just that she wanted to take a pic with
me, while totally having the worst hair day of the year, but that someone in my
area had read and loved my books. Best
day ever!
3. Is there one indie author who has helped you about? What was their advice?
The best part about being an indie author is
the love and support you find from other authors. I have developed so many lasting friendships
with some truly amazing people over the past year.
The best advice I have been given, and now pass on to anyone
who will listen, is to not sweat the reviews.
The good ones make you think you are better than you really are, and the
bad ones shake your confidence. Glean
what you can, hone your craft and let the negative reviews wash off your
back. They don’t define you as an author
unless you let them.
4. At the bookstore, what is your favorite section to
visit?
I write what I love to read, so
you know I’m spending some quality time in the teen section. I am a diehard ya fantasy fan. I love paranormal anything. Sci-fi?
Bring it on! Romance? Action?
Yeah, I’ll take a double helping of those please!
5. Where do you come up with the ideas for your books?
Ideas are everywhere. In movies, books, dream, songs, etc. The question isn’t really where they come
from, but what do you do with them? I
keep a dream journal under my bed and if you were to drop by my house at 2am
(totally creepy, by the way!) you would find me perched on my toilet,
frantically writing down ideas under the bathroom light. I also have a notepad app on my iphone, a
small notebook in my purse, in my car, in my desk, etc. Having enough ideas to write a book is never
my problem. It’s having the time to work
on all of them.
Andrea Heltsley
1. What author has inspired you the most on your journey?
Nathaniel Hawethorne.
I read Young Goodman Brown and did a paper on him in college. I fell in love with his writing and the
story. I loved the descriptiveness of
that particular story.
2. What’s your go-to
songs to get the creative juices flowing?
I will put on my Shakira playlist. I have almost every English and Spanish song
she’s recorded.
3. Who has been your
best cheerleader?
My dad has been. He
helped read my stuff when no one else really got involved.
4. At the bookstore,
what is your favorite section to visit?
I love the YA section.
The covers are always awesome and I just love YA.
5. Do you have a
writing ritual?
I have to have music playing and a candle burning when I
write.
Peggy Sue Martinez
1. How long did it take you to write Contingency?It took me two months from start to finish to write the first draft of Contingency.
2. What are the last five books you've read?
Mercy Blade by Faith Hunter, Death's Rival by Faith Hunter,
Blood Trade by Faith Hunter, Taking on the Dead by Annie Walls, The Breeders by
Katie French.
3. Do you have a book trailer?
4. Who has been your best cheerleader?
My husband has always been my number one cheerleader in
everything.
5. What would be your advice to yourself before publishing your
book?
Write. Don't stop, even when all the doubts begin and you think
everything you've written is crap. Keep writing. When you're done writing,
prepare to butcher your writing, do several rewrites, and then sew it all back
together again. I'm a firm believer that the true magic of the writing process
happens during editing and rewrites.
Raine Thomas
1. How long did it
take you to write For Everly?
It took me six weeks to write For Everly. That’s the shortest amount of time it’s ever taken me to write a novel. It just flowed!
It took me six weeks to write For Everly. That’s the shortest amount of time it’s ever taken me to write a novel. It just flowed!
2. If you had one
superpower, what would it be?
I would want the ability to manipulate time. Since I work three jobs and have a family, I never have time to read. I miss reading!
I would want the ability to manipulate time. Since I work three jobs and have a family, I never have time to read. I miss reading!
3. Do you have a
book trailer?
I sure do!
I sure do!
4. Were you an exceptional English student in school?
I was. In fact, I majored in English with a focus in Creative Writing (graduating magna cum laude). Ironically, I didn’t realize I wanted to be an author until I was in my thirties.
5. What has been
your favorite “fan” moment?
I was floored when a fan reached out to me and said she intended to dress up like one of my characters (Olivia from Central) for Halloween. That really made me feel like I’d made the “big time!’
I was floored when a fan reached out to me and said she intended to dress up like one of my characters (Olivia from Central) for Halloween. That really made me feel like I’d made the “big time!’
Adam Kunz
1. Where did you come
up with the idea for your books?
I got the idea for One Tiny Secret from many years of
reading R.L. Stine, Stephen King, Agatha Christie Christopher Pike, Carolyn
Keene, Franklin W. Dixon, and V.C. Andrews, and from watching many, many,
horror/thriller films. When I decided to sit down and write my first standalone
novel (after writing three with my mom under the penname C.A. Kunz) I knew that
it had to be a thrilling mystery with a dash of romance thrown in for good
measure. Also, it absolutely had to take place around Halloween (my favorite
holiday). I really wanted to craft a twisty-turny storyline that would have
reader’s second guessing themselves when it came time to pick “whodunit”.
2. Do you have a
certain process you do to get the creative juices flowing?
I know this is going to sound backwards from a lot of
writers, but when I start a new book, and need to get the creative juices
flowing, I immediately attack the back book blurb and try to get the whole idea
for the novel down to just a few paragraphs. Then I write down the bios for
each character to get them all out of my head and onto paper. The next step of
my process is to create a skeletal outline, expanding on the back book blurb
that I worked on earlier. Then the last step before I begin to actually write
is to draw up how I envision the cover for the book to look. I keep this
drawing by me while I write as a visual stimulant for my writing. I find that
this process helps a ton when it comes to actually writing the book, and has
worked for me for quite some time now.
3. How long did it
take you to write One Tiny Secret?
From start to finish it took me about three months to write
One Tiny Secret. I wrote the first three chapters in about a week or so, and
then took a month break to focus on the day job. Then I committed all of my
time after that to writing, and finished from the third chapter on in about a
month and a half.
4. What author has
inspired you the most on your journey?
Wow, there are literally too many to name, but here are a
few that I’ve been inspired by since I was a kid, and continue to still love
today: J.K. Rowling, R.L. Stine, Stephen King, Agatha Christie Christopher
Pike, Carolyn Keene, Franklin W. Dixon, and V.C. Andrews.
5. What do your order
at your favorite coffee shop?
Okay, so I have to admit that I’m kind of obsessed with
coffee. This is even in my author bio, so you know it has to be true, hahaha!
And when I go to Starbucks, Panera, Dunkin Donuts, or pretty much any other
coffee shop, I tend to order the seasonal drink. Pumpkin spice lattes are my
favorite, but coming in a close second is anything caramel.
Mandie Stevens
1. Where did you come
up with the idea for your books?
I got the idea for The Edge of Eden when I was perusing pre-made book covers on Once Upon a Time Covers Facebook page. When I came across the cover fell in love and I went back to it multiple times over the next week before finally decided that it was meant for me. I was working on another project and pulled off of it.
I got the idea for The Edge of Eden when I was perusing pre-made book covers on Once Upon a Time Covers Facebook page. When I came across the cover fell in love and I went back to it multiple times over the next week before finally decided that it was meant for me. I was working on another project and pulled off of it.
The story about an alchemist and the world she lived in
poured out of me. Anya has become one of my favorite characters to write about.
2. What do your order at your favorite coffee
shop?
Always a caramel macchiato, the only difference is if it's hot or iced.
3. Is there one Indie author who has helped you out? What was their advice?
Always a caramel macchiato, the only difference is if it's hot or iced.
3. Is there one Indie author who has helped you out? What was their advice?
There has actually been a group of authors
who have helped me a lot but if I have to choose only one it would be Liz
Schulte. She is simply amazing and has a website http://thestorymavens.com/
which offers writing advice. The best advice has been to finish. You can't do
anything else until you have a manuscript.
4. What’s your go-to
songs to get the creative juices flowing?
It depends on what I'm writing but right now it has been Gin Wigmore, Imagine Dragons, and a lot of Awolnation.
It depends on what I'm writing but right now it has been Gin Wigmore, Imagine Dragons, and a lot of Awolnation.
5. If you had one
super power what would it be?
The ability to write super quickly. Maybe then I could get all of the ideas for books out of my head before I get more!
The ability to write super quickly. Maybe then I could get all of the ideas for books out of my head before I get more!
Devyn Dawson
1. What is one thing about you that your fans don’t
know? I am hopelessly addicted to McDonald’s vanilla cones. I’m not a fan of their food, but I do like cones and tea.
2. What do you look
forward to the most at Indie Bookfest 2013?
I am really excited to meet some authors who have been my
online ‘friends’ for a while, and to get up with some old fans.
3. What has been your
favorite ‘fan’ moment?
I was at the opening night of Breaking Dawn part 1 and
someone was yelling my name out loud across the crowded lobby. The girl even asked if I wanted to sit with
her and her friends. That was awesome.
4. If you had one
super power what would it be?
I’d have the ability to heal the sick.
5. At the bookstore,
what is your favorite section to visit?
I go to the Teen section first, and then the bargain books
:)
Tawdra Kandle
1. What character was your favorite to write? Why?
Easy! Nell was my favorite. She speaks loudly, and she is so
much fun. She was only supposed to be in the first book, and then she was
supposed to disappear. And then one night, in the middle of writing the second
book BREATHLESS, Tasmyn had a dream, and it was Nell. It was one of the
scariest scenes I had ever written--so much so that I freaked myself out.
Shortly after that, Nell told me more of her story, and it turned out that she
was in all four books. . .and then also needed her own. I am so excited to
write her book! It is called UNDENIABLE and will be the second book in the
Serendipity Duet
2. What is the story behind your title and cover?
I am not the type of writer who comes up with a cover and/or
title before I write the story. So I didn't have a title for FEARLESS until I
was more than halfway through it. I just called it Tasmyn. Then one night I was
leaving a restaurant, thinking about a particular scene. . .about how Michael
makes Tasmyn feel. . .and a song from the (then brand-new) Taylor Swift album
came on the radio. The whole idea of the line about the first kiss was so
evocative of Tasmyn and Michael's first kiss, and the title captured one of the
main themes of the series, which is Tasmyn moving from a place of fear and
hiding to confidence and power. As for the cover. . .I was not a cover person
when I first indie published. I happily am surrounded by people who are wise
and talented. I wanted a sense of Tasmyn being tossed into a world far outside her experience to date, and I
wanted the magic there, too. My youngest daughter took several photographs of a
small town near us, and the cover artist was able to use the picture in the
background. I LOVE this cover!!
3. What’s your go-to songs to get the creative juices
flowing?
I am a song slut, I'm afraid. My most frequent go-to artists
are probably Blue October, Matt Nathanson and Christina Perri.
4. What do you look forward to the most at Indie Bookfest
2013?
Writing can be
somewhat lonely. I love any chance to hang out with other authors, meet new
friends and talk books and writing. It's going to be a blast!
5. Who has been your best cheerleader? All of my family has
been extremely supportive from day one, but my youngest daughter has made my
writing life possible. She takes over all household chores and cooking when I
am on deadline, gives me ideas, feedback, takes photos and proofreads. . she is
my cheerleader all the time and I am so grateful!
CHRISTINA MOBLEY
1. What has been your
favorite ‘fan’ moment?
My favorite ‘fan’ moment came just a few days ago. I
received my first fan letter in the mail.
It was from a fifth grader who had read both books. It made me realize
how far the book is starting to reach.
2. Do you have a
writing ritual? My ritual is crazy. I usually squeeze some time in ever few
days after the kids are asleep. I turn up the music, read back a few pages, and
everything starts to flow. My favorite
writing accessory is caffeine and my big comfortable chair.
3. A character from
your book comes to life, who would it be?
That’s a hard one. I think it would have to be Thomas. He’s
the southern warrior every girl could want. I’d like to bring the main
character, Ava to life too, but I’m sure some huge catastrophe would follow.
LOL
4. Where you an
exceptional English student in school?
No. Honestly, even eight years ago I would not have dreamt
that I would one day be an Author. I think for me, the story came and I had to
find a way to put it on paper. I never imagined
I would fall in love with the writing process.
5. If you had one super power what would it be?
Time Travel. I would love to be able to go back in time or
make the day just a little longer.
TONI SINNS
1. Who has been you biggest cheerleader?
Probably my cohort, partner in crime, and the reason I hear
voices in my head to begin with Shannon Morton (author of Tempted by Evil book
1 of The Light and Shadow Trilogy). My running partner and I spend many an
evening pounding the pavement and harping about the characters in our heads,
and what the may are or may not be sharing with us at the moment.
2. Who has been your best cheerleader?
Definitely without a doubt my Husband. It doesn't matter
what I say or want to do or talk about trying to make happen he is right beside
me telling me to do it and that we will find a way to make sure it gets done.
After that would be my mom.
3. Is there one Indie author who has helped you out? What
was their advice?
There has been multiple actually. My two biggest help with
advice or suggestion have been Karina Gioertz, and MCV Egan. Another couple who
are always so sweet and supportive are Joan Lane and Paulette Mahurin. And
lately Eileen Register has helped me out a bunch too.
4. What is one thing about you that your fans don’t know?
Well that is really hard to think of. I am not very good
with keeping myself hidden. Most of my fans know I have stories in multiple
genres coming out over the next few years, most of my fans know I'm the owner
of Turning The Pages Magazine, most of my fans know that I am not only a writer
and reader but I am also a huge crafter and video game nerd, and most know the
fun facts like I'm married, have 2 dogs 3 guinea pigs, live in FL. Blah blah
blah. I guess something that many don't know about me is how crazy shy,
skittish, and unsociable I really am. I can talk to you every day all day on
the computer but face to face or on the phone I get nervous and freak out lol.
5. How long did it take you to write "I've Got You
Covered"?
Well to be honest the whole idea behind the series has been
written, tweaked, rewritten, stopped, restarted, for I'm thinking it is going
on 5 or 6 years now. But the last rewrite which is what you get in book one
only took about 6 months to write down and say this is how it is going to be.
JOCELYN STOVER
1. If you had 1 super power what would it be?
Fortunately for me I already have a killer super power, I’m
a redhead. My temper is flash fire rage that levels everything and everyone in
the surrounding vicinity. Despite what many think I do have a soul and most
certainly am not from the devil. However, given my incendiary nature I can see
how many people may have gotten confused.
2. What is one thing
about you that your fans don’t know?
The first person to post on Facebook about the return of
Pumpkin Spice Lattes in the fall goes on my shit list. I hate anything that
reminders me winter is real and for whatever reason that stupid drink is the
start of a chain reaction wherein everyone is in a frenzy to embrace the change
of season and destroy my dreams of eternal sunshine.
3. What are the last five books you’ve read?
Finally after months of writing I took a break and devoured
Amy Bartol’s Premonition series, Michael Siemsen’s A Warm Place to Call Home,
and Tarryn Fisher’s The Opportunist and Dirty Red. I loved them all.
4. How long did it take you to write Out of Reach?
It took me six months to write Out of Reach. Being my debut
novel I have no idea if that’s fast or slow. What I can say is I wish I had
more time to dedicate to writing.
QUINN LOFTIS
1. Where you an
exceptional English student in school?
LMBO, no really that's my answer
2. You’re stranded at
the beach for the weekend - you can take two books with you, one is an Indie
book and the other is ‘mainstream’ - which two are they?
Alpha and Omega by Patricia Briggs
Opal Jennifer L Armentrout
3. What has been your
favorite ‘fan’ moment?
Had a book signing in Texas with the amazing Heather Self
and met to amazing teens who just chatted my ear up for an hour, and they were
awesome. Talking to them made my characters come alive and it got me all
excited to go write some more.
4. What do you look
forward to the most at Indie Bookfest 2013?
Meeting all these authors face to face. I'm soooo going to
have fan girls moments, repeatedly.
5. At the bookstore,
what is your favorite section to visit?
Typically the teen section, but I also like the
dystopian/scifi section as well.
KRISTIE COOK
1. What is one thing
about you that your fans don’t know?
I really don't like feet. I think they're disgusting! If you
really want to gross me out, just put a dirty foot near me. Yuk!
2. If you had one
super power what would it be?
I would love the ability to stop time. Not to reverse it,
like a time-turner because I think that could be too dangerously tempting. But
to just stop time for a bit—let everyone else relax under my personal ‘pause’
button—so that I can add more hours to my day to write and do my mundane
responsibilities. Then I’d just hit my ‘play’ button and be able to hang out
and have fun!
3. Would you prefer
going to the park for a relaxing picnic or are you an amusement park
rollercoaster person?
Can I do both? Seriously, I’m a bit of an adrenaline junky
and love amusement parks, motorcycles, and even hope to get my pilot’s license
one day. But with that being said I also love taking a step back and just
sitting still and watching people—especially in places like a park or beach.
It’s times like that where I come up with some of my favorite ideas for scenes
and characters. Besides, picnic food is awesome!
4. Do you have a book trailer? Yes, and I love to share it!
5. What has been your
favorite ‘fan’ moment?
This April my publisher and I went to London for the London
Book Fair. We were able to get a signing at alocal indie bookstore called
Treadwell’s. That day I had the chance
to meet my European “Crew” a group of seven of my biggest supporters and
cheerleaders who came from locations throughout England-- and even the
Netherlands and Estonia just to meet us and to meet each other. It was such an
amazing time to realize that my stories had facilitated these wonderful
friendships.
Heather Allen
1. What character was
your favorite to write?
I have found that I love writing from the male point of
view. Crazy? Yes! I loved writing from James’ perspective in the second book –
Barely Breathing. But in the final book-
forever Breathing Ever and Jack are my favorite characters. I think each book
has been a journey in itself.
2. If you had one
super power what would it be?
If I could have one superpower it would be to travel through
time. This is the most dangerous one right? Alter events and change time…I
choose this one though because I have no patience. I want to know things as
soon as I can. Waiting in anticipation is good but knowing facts to make the
best decisions is better!
3. What author has
inspired you the most on your journey?
I am an avid reader. I will just about read anything,
romance, horror, mystery, YA, NA… But I accidentally stumbled upon the Indie
world because of one author. I wrote Just Breathe over the course of a year but
didn’t know what I would do once it was finished. While trying to go the
traditional route, I picked up a book by Abbi Glines and devoured it. I found
later that she was self-published and it just felt right for me.
4. Do you have a book
trailer? Link
Just Breathe – the first book in the Trilogy - Book Trailer
5. What’s your go-to
songs to get the creative juices flowing?
Each book is inspired by different songs and artists. I
absolutely love alternative music but some books warrant other music. I just go
with whatever inspires me for each book. As I write- if an inspiring song comes
on, I save it and add it to the playlist. A little teaser – my next book which
will be a NA is inspired by Blink 182.
CANDACE KNOEBEL
1. Where did you come
up with the idea for your books?
I had previously thought of the idea back in 2007, but never
tried to sit down and write. Probably because I didn’t think I could. It came
back to me in 2009 after I finished a series that left me feeling empty when
complete. I didn’t want to read anything else for awhile and for some reason,
the idea popped back up and I figured I would write some of it down. At that
point in time I had no idea that it would shape into a novel, thusly changing
my goals in life.
2. What character was
your favorite to write? Why?
I’d have to be partial and go with Aurora-the main
character. She’s feisty, courageous, hard-headed, kind…everything I’d want to
read in a heroine. Her journey to self-discovery and control is one that I find
encouraging.
3. If you had one
super power what would it be?
I would have to choose the ability to fly. It would make
getting places a lot easier!
4. What would be your
advice to yourself before you published your book?
I would tell myself to set up my author platform first. It's
better to branch out to your peers and learn about them and how everything
works before you dive in under your head.
5. What’s your go-to
songs to get the creative juices flowing?
I have more go-to artists than just a particular song.
Thirty Seconds to Mars always gets me pumped and ready to write. I also enjoy
M83 and most any indie alternative artist. It helps me zone out and think.
CHELSEA CAMERON
1. Do you have a writing ritual?
I always have to have music on when I'm writing. I can't
STAND silence (it freaks me out), so I always have loud music going. I write a
lot at a local cafe, so I have to make sure I have my caffeinated beverage of
choice, some water and am sitting at my favorite table.
2. What do your order at your favorite coffee shop?
My favorite thing to get is the Dirty Vanilla Chai. It's a
vanilla chai with an espresso shot. That really gets the writing juices flowing
:)
3. What is the story behind your title and cover?
The title, Deeper We Fall, wasn't the original title. I knew
I wanted to use the word "deeper" somehow. So I looked around at
other book titles and then I found a line of poetry on google and that was it.
Plus, no one else had it. The cover was done by Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations.
I told her I wanted to have the hands reaching out, and she helped me choose
the image, but the rest was all her. When I saw it the first time, I was
completely in love.
4. What are the last five books you’ve read?
No Attachments by Tiffany King, Catching Liam by Sophia
Bleu, On The Island by Tracy Garvis-Graves, Point of Retreat and Slammed by
Colleen Hoover. I'm on a contemporary kick lately.
5. What is one thing about you that your fans don’t know?
I'm crazy short. Only five feet tall. Someone once said that
she pictured me as tall and willowy and it was one of the nicest things
anyone's ever said to me.
1. What character was your favorite to write?I have found that I love writing from the male point of view. Crazy? Yes! I loved writing from James’ perspective in the second book – Barely Breathing. But in the final book- forever Breathing Ever and Jack are my favorite characters. I think each book has been a journey in itself.
2. If you had one super power what would it be?
If I could have one superpower it would be to travel through time. This is the most dangerous one right? Alter events and change time…I choose this one though because I have no patience. I want to know things as soon as I can. Waiting in anticipation is good but knowing facts to make the best decisions is better!
3. What author has inspired you the most on your journey?
I am an avid reader. I will just about read anything, romance, horror, mystery, YA, NA… But I accidentally stumbled upon the Indie world because of one author. I wrote Just Breathe over the course of a year but didn’t know what I would do once it was finished. While trying to go the traditional route, I picked up a book by Abbi Glines and devoured it. I found later that she was self-published and it just felt right for me.
4. Do you have a book trailer? Link Just Breathe – the first book in the Trilogy - Book Trailer
5. What’s your go-to songs to get the creative juices flowing?
Each book is inspired by different songs and artists. I absolutely love alternative music but some books warrant other music. I just go with whatever inspires me for each book. As I write- if an inspiring song comes on, I save it and add it to the playlist. A little teaser – my next book which will be a NA is inspired by Blink 182
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