In Your Dreams by John Swan

Her words caught in her throat and she was unable to breathe. The woman at the tablewas the strangest looking person she had ever seen. Her body was thin and gangly, and her pale

skin stuck out jaggedly in places as if it were trying to cover too many bones. Even sitting down

Mim could tell she was tall, and her thin robes were midnight black and hemmed in places with

dark maroon embroidery.

Then Mim took in her face, and it was paler and more terrifying than the rest of her body.

Her cheekbones were set a little too pointy and high. The mouth was nothing more than a

thin slit stretched too far across the length of her face. The nose looked as if it had been removed,

shrunk, and poorly placed back on. And her eyes were ghastly and titled upwards too far, and

completely black with veins around the outer parts. Their color matched the hair that came down

from her dark hood, which had jagged protrusions poking out at a few points near the back.

“Oh! I didn’t smell a child,” the creature said. As her black eyes met Mim’s purple ringed

with blue, she stopped. “Well, what do we have here? How strange…” She got up from the table

and circled her. At full height, the creature stood at least two feet taller than Mim.“I can smell

the sweet scent of youth a mile away, little piglet, yet somehow I had no idea you were here.” A

cold, pointy, finger ran across Mim’s cheek and up to her temples. “And what strange eyes you

have.”

Mim was rooted to the ground and dared not move. Whatever stood before her seemed to

be a demon that had jumped off the pages of one of Ilanya’s stories, and as she glanced towards

Miss Barley and Candy for direction, the two were expressionless. They stared ahead in some

sort of trance. What was wrong with them?

A lightning bolt cracked overhead and the woman let out a high-pitched laugh. When

her oversized mouth opened, Mim could see two rows of sharpened teeth that filled the inside:

one in the front like normal, and another jagged row sitting just behind it. The two figures that

accompanied her said nothing, remaining still and hidden under their cloaks.

As she looked down at the blond girl, for the first time in over a thousand years, curiosity

crept into Morra’s mind. The girl had no smell, and try as she might, Morra Losis couldn’t sense

a trace of her except with her vision. But even stranger were her eyes. Purple eyes like those she

had only seen many ages ago, and the bearers of them had disappeared from the sphere before

the Great War in the north had begun.

But yet here in front of her one remained, and she wondered to herself whether her queen

would find interest in this young human. Oh, most certainly, she thought. This revelation was the

only thing keeping her from devouring the succulent girl on the spot. But if she lost her now, she

would have to hunt for her like mortals did, and that was certainly not going to happen. Then the

most wonderful idea came to her mind.

With the centaurs it had always been the hunt, the Dwarves their precious jewels, and the

Elves their knowledge. But with humans it had always come down to their desire for freedom

and independence. And although she hadn’t been awake for long, she knew in this age that

true freedom could only be attained by one thing:wealth. She knew exactly what this poor little

mongrel desired most just by looking at her torn outfit and dirty hands. “Well, it seems that one

servant around here knows how to appease a guest of status. And I have always prided myself on

paying the help.”

Morra Losis snapped her fingers and one of the tall hooded figures glided over,

producing a large coin purse. She dipped her hand in and pulled out a large handful of endins and

sprinkled them into the pot of meat with a smile. The taller creature then went back to standing

by its twin before she drew herself closer to the girl onceagain. “That is for the meat, dear.” She

then reached into a pocket from the inside of her cloak and pulled out a very small black purse. It

was made of a shimmery fabric and all over it were dark maroon shapes. “And this is for you.”

As her hand placed the small pouch in the girl’s free hand, a tremor went through her.

She could barely contain her appetite. She grabbed Mim’s jaw with one hand and effortlessly

lifted her off of the ground, running her forked purple tongue up Mim’s cheek. The pot dropped

to the ground, sending pieces of raw pork and coins spilling onto the rough floors. Her grip was

so tight that she felt the girl’s jaws beginning to crack. She hadn’t had a meal this intriguing in

an age, and her resistance was crumbling to the need to satisfy her hunger. What can one little

bite hurt? she thought. But as she thought of her master, she quickly let go, dropping the girl

back to the ground and turning back towards the table. As she bent down and picked up a raw

piece of intestine and dangled it in front of her face, she said, “I just don’t think this will do. I

certainly do not eat off of the floor, and when I feed I have always desired something with a little

more…spunk.” She turned towards the dark greasy haired girl and let out a low gurgle, briefly

revealing her jagged rows of teeth. Lifting her enchantment, the girl came out of her stupor, and

after a moment began shrieking and backing away.



In Your Dreams
The Aldaya Series
Book One
John Swan
Genre: Epic Fantasy
Date of Publication: Sept. 14, 2014
ISBN:978-0-9906555-0-3
ASIN:B00NI96DC4
Number of pages: Estimated 276
Cover Artist: Natalie Spasic
Book Description:
On an ancient planet within our galaxy, a dark and fearsome terror has awoken from its long slumber. Its task is to work quietly from the unseen, spreading dissent through the vulnerable territories of the free races; weakening them for its master. By a chance meeting, it comes across a young girl in the swampy and mist choked lands of Endmoor.
Her name is Mim, and the pairing of her platinum hair and violet eyes has not been seen since the Great War 1,000 years earlier; and has attracted unwanted attention. Knowing it hunts her, Mim flees and starts on a journey that takes her far across the Great Isle of Aldaya; the only landmass that now sits above the waves.
Unbeknownst to her, she is the key to unraveling the darkness that is falling over the Great Isle; an emptiness that threatens to swallow not only Aldaya, but the Sphere as well, and all its futures to come.

 

About the Author:
John Swan has been an independent fiction writer since 2003, with the Aldaya Series being his first published work to date. During that time, he attended Southern Illinois University and graduated with two degrees, both with high honors. He has an Associates in the Sciences and a Bachelors in Meteorology and Climate sciences, with emphasis on research and written dictations.
He spent several years during school helping to open and manage a French Bistro before moving to Honolulu, HI, where he worked for the local Parks and Wildlife service and was finally able to give his writing career the full attention it needed.
His love for writing began at an early age, never passing up chances to submit his works to young writers’ forums through school and his local community. He grew up on a small farm in southern Illinois, but spent his summers in an enchanted little blue cottage on the banks of the Mississippi River. In this valley is where he wandered beneath the trees along the bluffs with his best friends, and where tales of hobbits, mages, boy wizards, enchanted wardrobes and Native American folk lore shaped his writing style and drove him to create an entire universe all his own.
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Chasing the Sun by Sasha Abernathy

“Aren’t these Aiden’s pieces?” Micah had caught up to me and seemed as perplexed as I

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Who would have thought he’d donate his work?” Micah commented and then lost

interest, walking away as she saw someone she recognized.

I stayed, staring in shock.

“Don’t look so surprised. Your friend Jon’s charity is truly for a good cause.”

I shouldn’t have lingered. By now I should have known to avoid anything having to do

with Aiden. Many of the contributing artists were here to help promote their pieces so I should

have known. But somehow he always caught me off guard.

“Actually, I’m surprised you have a heart at all.” My disdain oozed off my words as I

gave him the biggest scowl I could muster.

However ugly I thought his attitude, I couldn’t say the same about his appearance. Aiden

cleaned up nicely in his all-black tuxedo. His hair had been gelled down, but you could still see

the natural wave of it. His tux looked as if it had been custom-made, which made me curious.

How many black-tie events did he go to in order to have purchased a custom tux?

But, who cared? With my shoulders back, chest raised, and chin up I turned my head,

grabbed my dress on the sides and walked away. Screw him.

I got about three steps away before I heard him.

“You look beautiful,” he said to my back. It stopped me, my heart thumping loud in my

chest. An immeasurable amount of time had passed since someone besides my friends had told

me I was beautiful. I could feel him staring at me, but I didn’t move. I only stood there, frozen.

“Terran,” His voice was soft with yearning. It was then that I gained enough courage to

walk away. I had already made up my mind about him. He was too complicated and I was tired

of the ups and downs of his mood. This man would break my spirit, at least what little of it I

fought to keep.


 
Chasing the Sun
An Earth Relic Novel
Book 1
Sasha Abernathy
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Crimson Frost Books
Date of Publication: October 21, 2014
ISBN: TBD
ASIN: TBD
Cover Artist: Suzannah Safi
Book Description:
Hunted by Chaos. Protected by Death. Guided by Fire.
Terran is now the key to a world she never knew existed.
Normal was what Terran did best – house, job, dog, friends – rinse and repeat. She never knew demigods existed, or that you could journey to other realms, manipulate nature with your mind, or that the dead weren’t really gone at all, but instead existed in the Underworld. No, she lived the mundane life of any twenty-seven-year-old Alaskan girl…until she met Aiden, the complicated and gorgeous new local art gallery owner.
As their fiery relationship evolves into something more, Terran finds herself surrounded by a world of nightmares and gods, when the mysterious Aiden proves to be more than a simple man. Soon, Terran finds that she is not so simple herself. As an ancient evil threatens to escape and unleash all Hell, Terran must dive into a magical world she never knew existed to save them all…even if that means giving up her life to do it.
About the Author:
Born in Germany to a Puerto Rican mother and All-American Military father, who saw fit to give her a Russian name, Sasha Abernathy has always loved storytelling, traveling, and doing all things silly. Raised in Oklahoma, but eventually moving everywhere from Alaska to Spain, Sasha has finally settled in the beautiful state of Colorado. With her loving husband, two wild sons, and neurotic labradoodle, Sasha is surrounded by way too much testosterone and escapes through her mysteriously whimsical and romantic novels.
Twitter: @EarthRelic

 

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Chasing the Sun by Sasha Abernathy

“Aren’t these Aiden’s pieces?” Micah had caught up to me and seemed as perplexed as I

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Who would have thought he’d donate his work?” Micah commented and then lost

interest, walking away as she saw someone she recognized.

I stayed, staring in shock.

“Don’t look so surprised. Your friend Jon’s charity is truly for a good cause.”

I shouldn’t have lingered. By now I should have known to avoid anything having to do

with Aiden. Many of the contributing artists were here to help promote their pieces so I should

have known. But somehow he always caught me off guard.

“Actually, I’m surprised you have a heart at all.” My disdain oozed off my words as I

gave him the biggest scowl I could muster.

However ugly I thought his attitude, I couldn’t say the same about his appearance. Aiden

cleaned up nicely in his all-black tuxedo. His hair had been gelled down, but you could still see

the natural wave of it. His tux looked as if it had been custom-made, which made me curious.

How many black-tie events did he go to in order to have purchased a custom tux?

But, who cared? With my shoulders back, chest raised, and chin up I turned my head,

grabbed my dress on the sides and walked away. Screw him.

I got about three steps away before I heard him.

“You look beautiful,” he said to my back. It stopped me, my heart thumping loud in my

chest. An immeasurable amount of time had passed since someone besides my friends had told

me I was beautiful. I could feel him staring at me, but I didn’t move. I only stood there, frozen.

“Terran,” His voice was soft with yearning. It was then that I gained enough courage to

walk away. I had already made up my mind about him. He was too complicated and I was tired

of the ups and downs of his mood. This man would break my spirit, at least what little of it I

fought to keep.

 
Chasing the Sun
An Earth Relic Novel
Book 1
Sasha Abernathy
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Crimson Frost Books
Date of Publication: October 21, 2014
ISBN: TBD
ASIN: TBD
Cover Artist: Suzannah Safi
Book Description:
Hunted by Chaos. Protected by Death. Guided by Fire.
Terran is now the key to a world she never knew existed.
Normal was what Terran did best – house, job, dog, friends – rinse and repeat. She never knew demigods existed, or that you could journey to other realms, manipulate nature with your mind, or that the dead weren’t really gone at all, but instead existed in the Underworld. No, she lived the mundane life of any twenty-seven-year-old Alaskan girl…until she met Aiden, the complicated and gorgeous new local art gallery owner.
As their fiery relationship evolves into something more, Terran finds herself surrounded by a world of nightmares and gods, when the mysterious Aiden proves to be more than a simple man. Soon, Terran finds that she is not so simple herself. As an ancient evil threatens to escape and unleash all Hell, Terran must dive into a magical world she never knew existed to save them all…even if that means giving up her life to do it.
About the Author:
Born in Germany to a Puerto Rican mother and All-American Military father, who saw fit to give her a Russian name, Sasha Abernathy has always loved storytelling, traveling, and doing all things silly. Raised in Oklahoma, but eventually moving everywhere from Alaska to Spain, Sasha has finally settled in the beautiful state of Colorado. With her loving husband, two wild sons, and neurotic labradoodle, Sasha is surrounded by way too much testosterone and escapes through her mysteriously whimsical and romantic novels.
Twitter: @EarthRelic

 

In The Dark by Jen Colly

Excerpt:

Faith looked up at the silhouette of a man curled over her, his head barely

blocking the raindrops pelting her face. She was moving, her feet were not, and the

city was sideways. The foreign world passed by her, the images coming slowly, as

if she were seeing everything through someone else’s eyes.

She was numb, her muscles from cold, her mind from shock. Her memories

seemed intact, scrambled and hazy, but intact. She remembered being afraid of

flying on the airplane, and the taste of the ginger gum that kept her nausea at bay.

She’d been lost in the rain on the way back to her hotel. Then two men had trapped

her in an alley.

Her shoulders and ribs shuddered with chills powerful enough to make her

teeth rattle.

She fought through it, lifted her head and looked down at her hands.

“My purse.” The words didn’t come out right. Her jaw refused to open, and

her lips had difficulty forming the simple words. She tried again. “Took my purse.”

“I have it. You need to be warm and dry right now,” the man said, keeping

up his pace, never once looking at her. By the sheer confidence in his husky tones,

without a doubt, this was the man who had saved her. That intense look on his face

was nearly the same as when he’d pulled the muggers off her, driven them into the

wall. It was oddly comforting, at the moment.

Tall buildings, probably homes, surrounded her, swaying in her field of

vision as he strode along. Light peeked through several arched windows, yellow

and warm.

He entered one of the larger buildings as if he owned it and carried her past

several numbered doors to the end of the hallway, where he started down a

creaking set of stairs. Suddenly she feared falling down those stairs, but her

shuddering muscles wouldn’t allow her to hold on tighter. She closed her eyes and

trusted him not to drop her.

After the last step had been left behind, she took a deep breath, opened her

eyes, and almost wished she hadn’t. The basement hallway was musty, and each

bare light bulb they passed only revealed cracks chasing each other across the

ceiling.

He stopped, pressed her against a green door as he fished for the doorknob

with the hand supporting her legs.

“Put me down,” she said, trying to help, and fully expecting him to drop her

to her feet.

He fought with the knob until it finally gave and carried her inside, then

kicked the door shut behind him.



In the Dark

The Cities Below
Book 1
Jen Colly
Genre: Romance, Sci Fi & Fantasy
Publisher: Kensington Publishing/Lyrical Press
Date of Publication: November 3, 2014
ISBN: 9781616505196
Number of pages: 190
Word Count: 60,000
Cover Artist: Renee Rocco
Book Description:
Soren and Faith must find a way to survive the evil and darkness.
Faith’s spur of the moment vacation, meant to free her and boost her spirits, has left her lost on the streets of Paris. And apparently, Paris is populated with something more than just humans. Vampires, suave, seductive and oh so sexy, and one such warrior vampire has set his sights on her.
When Soren hears Faith’s terrified screams, he rushes in and saves her life without considering the consequences. Two problems: one, she’s a human and clearly aware of his vampire qualities, and two, the men who attacked her were not men at all, but demons. Their target, his beloved underground city of Balinese. He can never let Faith go home again, but can she learn to love his people…love him?
Available at Amazon
About the Author:
Jen Colly is the rare case of an author who rebelled against reading assignments throughout her school years. Now she prefers reading books in a series, which has led her to writing her first paranormal romance series The Cities Below. She will write about anything that catches her fancy, though truth be told, her weaknesses are pirates and vampires. She lives in Ohio with her supportive husband, two kids, one big fluffy dog, and four rescued cats.

The Asylum Tales by Jocelynn Drake


Demon’s Fury
The Asylum Tales
Book 3.1
Jocelynn Drake
Publisher: Harper Voyager Impulse
Release Date: October 14, 2014
ASIN: B00HYMDS8S
Book Description:
Jocelynn Drake continues her successful urban fantasy series, Asylum Tales, with Demon’s Fury, set in a world where elves, faeries, trolls, werewolves, and vampires walk free among humanity.
Powerful warlock and tattoo artist Gage has managed to escape the magical Ivory Towers who terrorize the rest of humans and monsters – but at a price.
Now he must join forces with his nemesis Gideon to stop an unknown entity who is using old magic to commit gruesome murders. And if that’s not keeping him busy enough, an investigator recruits Gage to help her track a killer … who might be targeting tattoo artists.
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Demon’s Vow
The Asylum Tales
Book 3.2
Jocelynn Drake
Publisher: Harper Voyager Impulse
Release Date: October 21, 2014
ISBN 006235941X
ISBN13: 9780062359414
Bestselling author Jocelynn Drake continues her urban fantasy series with the second installment of the Final Asylum Tales, Demon’s Vow.
Book Description:
Tattoo artist and warlock Gage is having a rough week. He’s trying to track down a mysterious murderer in Low Town while also chasing a powerful entity using forbidden Death Magic across the nation.
When Gage discovers the two forces may be trying to unite, the stakes get even higher. With Gideon’s help, Gage is determined to stop the murderers before anyone else gets hurt – including his girlfriend, Trixie.
Available at Amazon
Inner Demon
The Asylum Tales
3.3
Jocelynn Drake  
Publisher: Harper Voyager Impulse
Release Date: October 28, 2014
ISBN 0062359428
ISBN13: 9780062359421
Gage is a powerful warlock in Low Town, where elves, faeries, trolls, goblins, and vampires walk free among humanity. But there are two dangerous entities murdering families and children, and Gage needs to stop them before anybody else gets hurt.
When Gage discovers a demon locked away it offers him access to dark magic in exchange for its freedom – a dangerous opportunity, but one that could save his loved ones. Gage must choose between what is right and what is easy … except he’s running out of time.
Available at Amazon
About the Author:
By day, Jocelynn Drake is a clean-cut financial editor, picking apart stories about Wall Street and the global markets. But in her free time, she writes about a dark underworld where vampires and warlocks rule.
The author of Dark Days and Asylum Tales series, she lives in Florida with her husband, dog, and cat. When she’s not working on her next book, she’s usually hiding from the sun by playing video games.

Feast of Fates by Christian A Brown

Menos was darker than usual: its clouds as black as the shadow of fear that haunted Mouse.

The city felt more menacing to her. She saw shadows in every corner, noticed the glint of every

ruffian’s blade or slave’s chain as though they were all intended for her. The warning of Alastair

played inside her skull on a loop of nightmare theater.

A hand over her mouth startles her awake, and she twists for the dagger in her

pillowcase until she recognizes the shadowy apparition atop her, who hisses at her to calm.

“Alastair?” she gasps.

The hand unclenches and the willowy shadow retreats to more of its own; she can only

see the scruff of his red beard in the dark.

“Get up, Mouse. Get dressed.”

Her mentor sounds annoyed or confused; she is each, but finds her garments quickly

enough anyway.

“I don’t like good-byes, so let’s not call this that,” Alastair says with a sigh. “But it will

be a parting, nonetheless. You need to go low. Lower than you’ve ever been before. A new name

won’t be enough. You’ll need a new face. I don’t know how or who, but the sacred contract of

our order has been broken. Your safety has been bought.”

Mouse knows the who and how, and as she glances up from her boot-lacing to explain to

her mentor her predicament, she sees that he is gone. Just empty shadows, echoing words, and

the sound of her heartbeat drowning out all the rest.

She expected the dead man and his icy master to emerge from the dim nooks and

doorways of the buildings she passed at any instant. With a hand on her knives and a fury to her

step, she swept down the sidewalk; no carriages for her today, as they were essentially cages on

wheels—too easy to trap oneself in. With its sooty storefronts and their wrought-iron windows,

its black streetlamps that rose about her like the bars of a prison, Menos was constricting itself

around her, and she had to get out.

You’ve survived worse than the nekromancer, she coached herself, though she wasn’t

certain that was true. She hurried through the grimness of Menos, dodging pale faces and

quickening her step with every sand. By the time she arrived at the fleshcrafter’s studio, she was

sweating and stuck to her cloak. She looked down the desolate sidewalk and up the long sad face

of the tall tower with its many broken or boarded-over windows. When she was sure she wasn’t

being pursued by the phantoms that her paranoia had conjured, she pulled back a rusted door

that did not cry out as it should have, given its appearance, but slid along well-formed grooves

through the dust. She raced through the door and hauled it closed.

It was dark and flickering with half-dead lights in the garbage-strewn hallway in which

she stood. Mouse picked through the trash with her feet, tensing as she passed every dark

alcove in the abandoned complex. Hives, these places were called, and used to house enormous

numbers of lowborn folk under a single roof. In Menos, even the shabbiest roof was a desirable

commodity, so the building’s ghostly vacancy meant that it likely was condemned by disease at

one point. Soon the stairwell she sought appeared, and she tiptoed down it, careful not to slip on

the stairs, which were slick with organic grunge.

Couldn’t have picked a nicer studio, she cursed. I’ll be lucky if this fleshcrafter leaves me

with half a lip to drink with. Lamentably, speed and discretion were her two goals in choosing

where to have her face remodeled. Such stipulations cut the more promising fleshcrafters off the

list and left her with the dregs. She hadn’t put much thought into what she would have done, or

even if she would end up hideously disfigured. Monstrous disfigurement could even work in her

favor, as she bore an uncanny resemblance to that crow-eviscerated woman whom she suspected

was the object of the nekromancer’s dark desire. I’ll take ugly over dead. Over whatever he has

in mind for me.

 


Feast of Fates
Four Feasts Till Darkness
Book One
Christian A. Brown
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication: September 9, 2014
ISBN: 978-1495907586
Number of pages: 540
Word Count: 212K
Cover Artist: Brian Garabrant
Book Description:
 
“Love is
what binds us in brotherhood, blinds us from hate, and makes us soar with
desire.”
Morigan lives a quiet life as the
handmaiden to a fatherly old sorcerer named Thackery. But when she crosses
paths with Caenith, a not wholly mortal man, her world changes forever. Their
meeting sparks long buried magical powers deep within Morigan. As she attempts
to understand her newfound abilities, unbidden visions begin to plague
her–visions that show a devastating madness descending on one of the Immortal
Kings who rules the land.
With Morigan growing more
powerful each day, the leaders of the realm soon realize that this young woman
could hold the key to their destruction. Suddenly, Morigan finds herself beset
by enemies, and she must master her mysterious gifts if she is to survive.
Available at Amazon and Createspace
 

 

 
About the Author:
Christian A. Brown has written creatively since the age of six. After spending most of his career in the health and fitness industry, Brown quit his job to care for his mother when she was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins lymphoma in 2010.
Having dabbled with the novel that would eventually become Feast of Fates for over a decade, Brown was finally able to finish the project. His mother, who was able to read a beginning version of the novel before she passed away, has since imbued the story with deeper sentiments of loss, love, and meaning. He is proud to now share the finished product with the world.

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Loving the Wild Wolf by Lynn Richards

Tonight’s run had been about saying goodbye. She’d visited her favorite places, planning

to end the night watching Roark’s cabin until sunrise. She didn’t know exactly what her father

had planned, but she knew she had to be prepared to leave at a moment’s notice. Because she

knew, whatever her father had decided, it would not be in her best interest to go along with his

plan. She had a little money stashed away and she could start over someplace else. Despite what

her father thought, she was a hard worker, she could make it. She was going to be forced to mate

and leave the pack anyway; forced to say goodbye to Roark, why not do it on her own terms.

Maybe some other pack would take her in. It was difficult for a wolf to make it alone. Roark

was living proof that even the most reckless of wolves needed the structure of a pack in order to

survive.

For so long, her hope had been that Roark would recognize her as his mate and claim

her. Get past whatever it was that had made him withdraw from life. She’d fixated on that dream

so much that she’d never considered what to do if it never happened. And certainly had never

imagined the ultimatum that her father had thrown down. Perhaps if she were a more passionate

woman, her wolf a stronger animal, she could seduce Roark, garnering, if not his love, then his

protection.

But she wasn’t that woman. Never would be. She had no confidence in her value as a

wolf. No confidence in her desirability as a woman. She’d grown up hearing the fairytale version

of wolf mating where the male would risk everything for the love of his mate. Vanquish any

demon. Fight any foe.

She sighed. Her life wasn’t a fairy tale. She’d wished for her own prince for too many

years. Being a romantic was dangerous, Emma had discovered. She felt like she was now

fighting a wicked stepmother and a nasty frog whose name was Brad. She shuddered. The man

that her father had given her to in marriage was worse than any toad.

It was archaic. But it was still within his rights as her father and her alpha.

 


Loving the Wild Wolf
Wild Wolves of Montana
Book 1
Lynn Richards
Genre: paranormal, romantic erotica,
bbw romance, werewolves, shifters
Publisher: Wolf Publishing
Date of Publication: August 28, 2014
ASIN: B00N3GZ62A
Number of pages: 98      
Word Count: 34,000
Book Description:
Roark Grayhawk’s past haunted the lone wolf. He’d become an enforcer to protect those weaker but had failed to protect his sister and she had paid the ultimate price.
Now, another woman needed his help. A woman Roark had tried desperately to ignore. He didn’t want the love of a mate. He didn’t deserve the love of a mate.
Curvy she-wolf Emma Jones has tried her whole life to make herself invisible to her powerful father—the alpha of the Blue Pine Pack. Now, he was forcing her into a marriage with a man who wasn’t her mate. Her mate was Roark Grayhawk, the wild wolf who protected the pack from danger.  Would he protect her?
Available at Amazon

 

 About the Author:
Lynn Richards is the writing team of two best friends. The only thing they argue about is who is going to stop writing and get the next chocolate bar. The two women love to share their writing with others who enjoy reading a romance with a happy-ever-after (always), sexual tension (you know the kind that make you want to squeeze your legs together), and a sexy alpha male, Whether he’s an ex-military man, firefighter, wolf, lion or dragon, all their male characters have one several things in common—they are delicious to look at, built like a brick outhouse, and fall instantly in love with the woman meant to be theirs.
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Burn For Me By Ilona Andrews

Burn For Me
A Hidden Legacy Novel
By Ilona Andrews
On-Sale 10/28/2014
ISBN: 9780062289230
Book Description:
Nevada Baylor is faced with the most challenging case of her detective career-a suicide mission to bring in a suspect in a volatile case. Nevada isn’t sure she has the chops. Her quarry is a Prime, the highest rank of magic user, who can set anyone and anything on fire.
Then she’s kidnapped by Connor “Mad” Rogan-a darkly tempting billionaire with equally devastating powers. Torn between wanting to run or surrender to their overwhelming attraction, Nevada must join forces with Rogan to stay alive.
Rogan’s after the same target, so he needs Nevada. But she’s getting under his skin, making him care about someone other than himself for a change. And, as Rogan has learned, love can be as perilous as death, especially in the magic world.
 
About the Author:
“Ilona Andrews” is the pseudonym for a husband-and-wife writing team. Ilona is a native-born Russian and Gordon is a former communications sergeant in the U.S. Army.
Contrary to popular belief, Gordon was never an intelligence officer with a license to kill, and Ilona was never the mysterious Russian spy who seduced him.
They met in college, in English Composition 101, where Ilona got a better grade. (Gordon is still sore about that.) They have co-authored two New York Times and USA Today bestselling series, the urban fantasy of Kate Daniels and the romantic urban fantasy of The Edge and are working on the next volumes for both.
They live in Texas with their two children and many dogs and cats.

The Kasadya Series by Karen Swart

Prologue

There was a time when heaven was filled with peace and serenity. God, Jesus Christ, and

all the Angels lived in harmony; no evil and no sin existed. Until one fateful day…

With all gathered to hear their Sire speak, God rose and addressed his Angels. Before all,

he proclaimed His Son, Jesus Christ, was equal to Him. That Christ’s words should be obeyed

as if they were His own. Christ would command the heavens, with the same authority as Him.

All the Angels bowed down before Christ and accepted their Sire’s proclamation, all except for

one…

An Archangel was furious with this proclamation. He was his Sire’s right hand, the

deliverer of justice, the commander of many legions. He had served his Sire for centuries, and

never failed him. It should be to him that God bestow power, not a Son whom had never even

seen battle.

With his heart filled with hatred and jealousy, he gathered all the angels in secret. He

told them that their days of sweet liberty were at an end. That God has now placed Christ as

their ruler and that they should now obey his wishes. Many angels were angered at such a false

statement, but many also agreed with the Archangel. He had led them for many years; why

should they now question his leadership?

The faithful Angels fled to God and told Him what was happening, and together they

prepared for war. With the sun rising on a new day, God and his Angels stood ready for battle

against the Archangel and his followers. The battle only lasted a day, the Archangel and his

followers defeated before the sun set for the night.

Seeing the angels on their knees before Him, He gave them one final chance… “Repent

and declare your loyalty, and I will forgive you, my children.” He told his beautiful angels, tears

falling with each word. This was His family. This was His love. How could they betray Him?

Some of the Angels cried their penance, begging Him to forgive them for their deceit. They

claimed that the Archangel deceived them, and they followed him into battle, as they have done

for centuries.

God took pity on them, but still believed that their deceit must not go unpunished. He had

spoken many times about the importance of punishment, that lessons learned must be earned…

“I herewith grant you mercy, but as punishment you will be sentenced to an earthly realm. I

will take your beauty as payment for my children lost today. In the place of your beauty, I will

give you purpose. In mercy, and because I love you still, I give you life in this realm. Let this be

known, that I was merciful this day,” God finished.

He placed them in an earthly realm, and called it Exsilium. In this realm they would carry

their deceit, and earn their place with him. He took their beauty and replaced them with elements

of his earth. Half would be of animal and element, and would resemble punishment. The other, in

a humanoid form, and would resemble mercy. He called them his Fallen.

The Archangel, and those whom did not repent, were not that lucky. God looked into the

eyes of His once faithful angels and only saw destruction, hatred, jealousy, and heartache. He

knew that His beloved ones had died this day, and that others needed to be protected. But how

could you destroy one you loved? He placed the Archangel, and his followers, in another earthly

realm, but where Exsilium was above the earth, this one was in the center. With one wave of His

hand, their beautiful forms were replaced with forms as ugly as their hatred and deceit. Using His

word and blood, He sealed this realm from any other.

As He looked into the many eyes of hatred, He spoke his final word… “This realm will

be called Hell, and you will be called demons. You, my once faithful Archangel, you will be

called the Devil. Your angel name will be erased from the past, present, and future. You will be

forgotten,” He proclaimed and left them to their demise.

Many years have passed since that day. God created mankind and cherished his new

children. The male and female were his new hope; in them he would find peace again. But the

Devil had grown strong through the years, and somehow managed to enter God’s garden. Here,

he found the female God created, using her to strike back. He whispered words of deceit in her

ears, and watched as God’s new children stepped into sin. With her first bite, a crack appeared in

the seal around Hell, and demons escaped to earth.

From that day onward, the Devil and his demons created chaos amongst God’s new

children, leading one after the other into sin. God looked upon this and decided to fight for his

loved ones. He went to Exsilium and spoke to the Fallen… “You, my children, have proven your

loyalty in the years that have passed, and so I came to offer you another chance at Heaven. If

you slay the Devil and his demons to protect mankind, I will give you a place in my Heaven

once again. With your last breath on this earth, you will join me and your brethren in Heaven,”

He finished. The Fallen agreed and God gave them the power to move in and out of Exsilium to

battle the demons. The war between Good and Evil began.

But as mankind spread over the earth, sin became their followers. And with each sin,

the demons grew stronger and created more demons to torture mankind. The Fallen were now

fighting against millions; they needed assistance to ensure victory. God had watched the battle

from Heaven and saw that they were failing because of their numbers. He also saw that the

demons grew stronger than the Fallen. He intervened and created a new creature. This creature

would have features encompassing the best of both worlds. One half was as strong and loyal as

the Fallen, while the other was as hard and enduring as a demon. This was His ultimate weapon.

This would be His greatest creation. To ensure that these creatures could not be swayed, He

placed Heaven’s soul into them. He called them His hellhounds.

The hellhounds delivered justice swiftly, as strong and just as the Fallen. Yet hard and

durable like the demons, they conquered the earthly realm and the demons retreated. Not one

hellhound could be swayed. All stayed true to their calling. God, knowing that the Devil and

many more demons had retreated, gave His hellhounds life, and offered them a place among the

Fallen.

Until this day they still watch over mankind, protecting them from evil. Will we be worth

it?

 



Kasadya
Hellhound Awakened

Kasadya  Series
Book One
Karen Swart
Genre:  Urban Fantasy/Paranormal
Audience:
YA/NA – 14 years and up
Publisher: Karen Swart
Cover by: Melody Simmons
Edited by: MAI-Editing-Services , There for you
Editing Services &
Blue Butterfly Editing
ISBN:
978-1311699121
Date
Published: 21 August 2012
Pages: 342 pages      
Book Description:
In
a constant battle between good and evil, evil is dominating the battlefield and
leading mankind to its destruction. With our Creator’s intervention, a creature
destined to conquer and destroy is created. He gives mankind hellhounds to
fight back and reclaim freedom.
Join
seventeen year old Kasadya Levourne as she fights against evil to protect us.
With each step, she faces destruction, and yet she has the talent to give it
back tenfold. Stubborn and hard-headed she makes her mark in the Fallen world
and starts a battle none can escape. Not even her trainer, the very attractive
Chax de Luca, was prepared for her presence.
Will
evil prevail? Or will Kas and her Fallen friends succeed in protecting us
against it? Hold on to your seats, this is going to be one hell of a ride.
Special
Note:
The
Kasadya Series should be read back to back,
books
1- 3 each end with a cliff hanger.

 

 


Kasadya
Hellhound Twisted

Kasadya  Series
Book Two
Karen Swart
Genre:  Urban Fantasy
Audience:
YA/NA – 14 years and up
Publisher:
Karen Swart
Edited by: There for you Editing Services &
Blue Butterfly Editing
Cover by: Melody Simmons
ISBN:
978-1301357192
Pages:
251 Pages
Date Published: 15 February 2013
Book Description:
She
fought against all odds and became the warrior she was meant to be … or so she
thought. In a world where the rules have changed, can she embrace her destiny
and become the hellhound she was meant to be?
Kasadya
is back in Exsilium and finds her world a little different. Her half-breed
fallen friends join her, and they are ordered to complete their apprentice
training in order to obtain the right to be guardians. She must learn that her
own fate cannot be denied and that others are set to follow. But most of all,
she must learn that to trust is the greatest battle of all.
The
tables are turned and Kasadya is put to the test. Will she be able to prevent
her own death, or that of a friend? Or will her actions call forth the
destruction of Earth and Exsilium?
For a Phoenix to rise, it must first die. —Chax De Luca

Kasadya Hellhound Born

Kasadya
Series
Book
Three
Karen
Swart
Genre:  Urban Fantasy
Audience:
YA/NA – 14 years and up
Publisher:
Karen Swart
Cover
by:
Melody
Simmons
ISBN: 9781301863594
Pages:
235 pages
Date
Published: 15 August 2013
Book
Description:
In
a world filled with evil, the Fallen prepare for the ultimate battle against
the demon world!
Kasadya
is ordered to unleash her crazed born transformation to complete her divinity.
But there is a chance that her born will be uncontrollable, and she will be
destroyed. There is just one person that can save her; her charm, her destined
mate.  Left without a choice, she must
surrender, and place her life in his hands.
In
a race against time, the Fallen must stand together and fight the evil
threatening to invade earth. If her divinity was in reach, victory would be
theirs. That is until she starts having visions of the final battle, and her
true destiny is revealed. She just found her love and place in the Fallen
world; will she be able, and willing, to sacrifice it all?
Kasadya
Series
Book
Four
Karen
Swart
Genre:  Urban Fantasy
Audience:
YA/NA – 14 years and up
Publisher:
Karen Swart
Cover
by:
Melody Simmons
ASIN:
B00J698M1A
ISBN:
978-1311495075
Pages:
135 pages
Date
Published: 21 March. 2014
Book
Description:
For
centuries his only reason for existence was to destroy evil.  But when he finally found his mate, that all
changed for the deadly Chax De Luca. When the hellhound Kasadya captured his
heart, he surrended it to her, thinking he’d finally found what he’d been
looking for. Little did he know that his mate would sacrifice herself to save
them all.
His
fury is legend. His wrath, merciless. His love for his mate, undeniable. He’s
going to hell to retrieve his heart, and if that means that he must destroy
hell itself, then so be it.
Kasadya
awakes to a world in peril, her mate forever changed, and a war filled with
evil creatures intending to enter Earth’s realm and destroy all that she holds
dear. Can she complete her divinity in time to save her loved ones and mankind?
Will she have to choose? Or will all be lost in the final battle?
The
final battle is here, and with it, secrets are revealed and worlds are changed
forever.

About the Author

I am a complete
book addict, and really proud of it. My entire world is made of books. From
reading to writing to blogging to helping other authors. A day without my world
of books would be impossible. I am a mother of three, two boys and a little
princess. Happily married for 8 years with my high school sweetheart. I live in
South Africa, just on the rims of the Kalahari Desert in a small town with one
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Anastasia’s eyes meandered over them. They were young, no older than ten years max. When

she attempted to scour their minds, a barrier blocked her. The female Ramanga rushed at Anastasia

in Deamhan speed but she quickly moved out of the way, grabbing the back of her shirt and

tossing her several feet in the air and onto the roof of a parked car. The Metusba catapulted

himself at Remy but he jumped several feet into the air, avoiding his attack.

Anastasia rushed at the Metusba and she sank her teeth into the base of his neck, ripping at his

flesh. He screamed, pushed her away, and fell to the pavement on his knees.

From the roof of the car, the Ramanga flew at Remy with fists raised and her mouth opened,

revealing her fangs.

“I’ve never hit a pretty woman before.” Remy smiled.

She swung and he ducked, feeling the brisk wind travel over his head. Her punches continued

nonstop but with each punch Remy evaded, the faster the punches came. He finally found an

opening and his fist connected with her stomach. The Ramanga’s feet wavered but she immediately

found her footing and she swerved to the left, avoiding Remy’s rising left punch. She raised her

knee, striking Remy’s in the chin and he fell back on the pavement.

She quickly maneuvered herself on top of him, striking him over and over again with her fists.

Remy’s head jerked from right to left, feeling his cheeks burn with each hit until Anastasia

wrapped her arm around his attacker’s neck and threw her off of him.

She helped Remy to his feet and they ran off in Deamhan speed with the two Deamhan

following them. Their stride took them under a freeway, splashing through knee high water, and

they turned sharply left. They passed through stop and go traffic, side streets, sidewalks, and

eventually near the banks of the Mississippi River.

They took the river south, leaving the city, and entered a desolate area filled with rotting

cornstalks and farmhouses. They stopped in the quiet area, being only a few miles from Blind

Bluff Manor. They turned around but the two Deamhan were nowhere in sight.

“That wasn’t hard.” Remy scanned the area across the river. He looked to the left at the tall dirt

and rock infested embankment. “I think we lost them.”

Anastasia wasn’t so sure. She looked up just in time to see the female jumping down at them.

She tackled Anastasia and they both fell into the wild currents of the river.

Anastasia felt the coolness of the water streaming over her face and into her ears. It was an

awkward position, knowing that neither of them would drown because Deamhan didn’t breathe.

She pushed the female back and she jumped out of the water, just in time to see the male, also in

midair, and his right leg connect with the side of her face.

She landed on the sandy shore, swallowing a handful of sand. She turned over to see the female

towering over her with a raised stake. For a second Anastasia’s eyes filled with uncertainty. Stakes

were meaningless, unless the female aimed for her heart. However, if the female’s goal was to

incapacitate her, she would strike elsewhere, leaving Anastasia alive for them to toy with.

Remy rushed toward the female but she immediately turned, burrowing the stake into his left

shoulder. He stumbled back and the female grabbed the stake, dislodging it, and struck again,

hitting just beneath his heart.

Anastasia found her chance to make her move. Brandishing her teeth, she bit down into the

female’s neck and she pulled back, ripping flesh from bone. Blood gushed from her wound and she

fell to the sand. Again, Remy and Anastasia took off down the banks of the Mississippi River. The

river curved and winded around, bringing them to another remote spot. This time a freeway ran on

both sides of the river with a bridge slightly above them. Anastasia stopped, noticing that stars no

longer dotted the sky. In the darkened horizon appeared a tint of red, signaling sunrise. She had to

finish this now and get to Blind Bluff Manor. They climbed the embankment and approached the

freeway. They ran through the traffic, dodging semi­trucks, cars, and other passing vehicles until

they made it to the other side.

Remy held his chest and he bent over. “Good thing these Deamhan can’t aim to save their life.”

He coughed.

Anastasia examined his wound. “You’ll heal.”

They heard the swift steps of the two Deamhan approach them. Again the male launched

himself at them but Anastasia tossed him aside. He slammed into a nearby abandoned granary and

Anastasia looked from the corner of her eye, seeing the female raise her stake, aiming for Remy’s

back.

Anastasia quickly moved and she caught the female by her wrist before the stake made its

impact. With her other hand she plunged her fist through the female’s chest, reaching her heart.

The female’s eyes widened and she snarled before Anastasia ripped her heart from her chest. The

Ramanga dropped to the ground and her body slowly began to dissolve into a puddle of blood,

dust, and bone fragments.

Anastasia turned her attention to their male attacker, watching him limp toward them. Dark

blood poured from his mouth and a long piece of wood protruded from his stomach. She walked

calmly over to him. His heavy eyes wavered. “You failed.” She plunged the stake into his heart

and nonchalantly she returned back to Remy, uninterested in watching the Deamhan’s body wither

away.

In the distance she heard a male’s voice coming from a small house on a hill. The front door

opened and she saw the outline of a farmer gripping a shotgun in hand.

“Let’s get going. We don’t have much time.” She wrapped Remy’s arm around her shoulder. She

took one final look at the remains of their two attackers before sprinting in Deamhan speed for

Blind Bluff Manor.

 


Dark Curse
Deamhan Chronicles
Book 2
Isaiyan Morrison
Genre: Adult Paranormal
ISBN 069226325X        
ISBN 13 978-0692263259
ASIN: B00MO1T7O8
Number of pages:  202
Word Count: 79,000
Cover Artist: John Cosentino
Book Description:
The Deamhan world is in disarray. Freed from Limbo, Lucius, the once feared and Ancient Lugat, goes on a killing spree to wipe out any remaining traitors in the city of Minneapolis.
Meanwhile The Brotherhood’s return along with the growing population of vampires riles up the remaining Deamhan who choose to stay behind rather than abandon the city. The body count continues to pile up forcing both humans and Deamhan to pick a side.
Either allow Lucius to free the Pure Ones, the first living Deamhan from Limbo, or take him out and cripple their already fragile presence in the city.
About the Author:        
Isaiyan Morrison was born and raised in Minnesota. She moved to San Diego, California while in the Navy. She now resides in Texas with her two cats, a pit bull dog, and two guinea pigs. Dark Curse is the second book in the Deamhan Chronicles.

 

 

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