Sunday, December 9, 2012

LUSTING FOR COVERS!




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Flung into the 21st Century, Highland shapeshifter Col Limont needs to find the healer Charity Greves in order to get back home and save his family.

However, the healer’s sister, Lenore, is determined to do everything she can to keep Col from dragging her sister back to 13th Century Scotland into his family’s supernatural war. But when monsters and a strange yuppie trio also try to stop him, Lenore has to reconsider her options.

But by helping Col, she’ll lose her sister.



Find it:

 
 
 
This is the 3rd book in a series. I love all the books, ALOT, but something about this one gets me. It's intense, and makes me go "Wow, what's up with her?" In a good way.
 
A fantastic series. Check it out.

I have read almost everything Clover has written, and the rest is on my TBR list. I LOVE everything! She's awesome!
 







 

Sunday, December 2, 2012

LUSTING FOR COVERS!

This so so fun, I think I shall do it every week.



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Book 1 in the Dark Talisman series. While each Dark Talisman is a standalone, the greatest enjoyment can be found reading the books in series order.

Trapped!

Magickal null Alaya Bellemore is stuck in a mansion where murder-mystery games become a little too real. Midnight encounters with a certain shape-shifting fox becomes the norm. Even the walls and doors are alive.

Shad’s been trapped for far longer than he’d care to remember. When the luscious Alaya walks into his life he finds hope beginning to burn in his heart and soul. Their passion explodes in an inferno scorching enough to temper their resolve, and Shad will stop at nothing to protect what’s his.

Can Shad help Alaya escape the clutches of an eclectic collector before she becomes part of his living museum?

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Something about this cover just grabs me when I look at it, and I want to read the book like now. It's so great!  Check it out!




Sunday, November 25, 2012

LUSTING FOR COVERS!

 
 
 




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Jordan Cross has returned to Holiday, Montana after eleven long years to clear out her late aunt’s house, put it on the market, and figure out what she wants to do with the rest of her life. Soon, she finds herself facing the town that turned its back on her because she was different. Because being labeled a witch in a small town didn’t earn her many friends...especially when it wasn't a lie.

Matt Cooper has lived in Holiday his whole life. He's perfectly content being a bachelor alongside his four single brothers in a very small town. After all, the only woman he'd ever loved ran out on him without a goodbye. But now Jordan’s back and just as bewitching as ever. Can they rekindle their romance with a town set against them?



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I am a big Carrie Ann Ryan fan, and this book was no exception. I loved the book, and the cover is HOT! Something about a nice broad back!
 
The 2nd one comes out soon and I can't wait.
 
Check it out!
 

Monday, November 12, 2012

Author Tag: I'm IT!

A good friend of mine, the lovely Jerrie Alexander tagged me with this fun 10 question game about my WIP.

Jerrie's first book, The Green Eyed Doll, releases 12/7/12. It's romantic suspense, sounds awesome and I can't WAIT to read it! Check out her website!

Honestly, I am working on a few things right now, but after just finishing up some revisions on my romantic suspense, Collision Force for a potential publisher, I decided to spotlight what *should* be my focus next, my sequel to my first book Sword's Call, that comes out early 2013.

So, here goes. Hope you enjoy. Comments encouraged, and if you have any other questions, please don't hesitate to drop me a line.



What is your working title of your book?
Love’s Call

Where did the idea come from for the book?
I’m not sure I can nail it down to one thing. This is the #2 book in my fantasy/romance series and when I finished the first one, Sword’s Call Book 1 of the King’s Riders Series (releases April 2013 from Gypsy Shadow Publishing) the hero of Love’s Call, Leargan, kinda “told” me it was his turn.

What genre does your book fall under?
It’s Fantasy/Romance. Think dragons, elves, magic.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
I hadn’t really thought of that. A hot guy w/ dark hair and eyes and a pretty redheaded girl. Hehehe.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
A handsome knight ordered to marry his former captain’s daughter, who is a messenger in the King’s service and falls in love with her in the process. Little does he know, she is already in love with him. (I realize that sounds crappy. I am kinda stumped with these things. I promise it’s good, magic and adventure included!)

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
It will be published by Gypsy Shadow Publishing. Probably late 2013 or early 2014.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
I don’t exactly traditionally draft. I usually end up keeping most of my words. But I have been working on this story for a few years, and honestly a lot of it will probably go in the editing process. Right now, I would stay the heart of the story is about 95% completed from start to finish.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
No specific titles come to mind. My world has dragons, elves, magic, castles, kick-ass females, alpha males and a historical-ish flare. Sometimes even a quest or two. Sword fights and battles! I write epic fantasy. (this time anyways, I dabble in many genres!)

Who or what inspired you to write this book?
I have always adored fantasy. I grew up reading the great ones, but Anne McCaffrey is my favorite. She’s the reason I write and love this genre.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Hot guys, a great love story, and a dragon. Who could want more? *wink*


If you're an author and you want to play, drop me a tweet or a FB PM (links on the right) and I will email you the questions. I would love and appreciate to be tagged! 

 I'm tagging:

Lavender Daye

Michelle Varnier 

Gina Lee Nelson

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: Matt and Bella grown up.

So, as per usual, I'm on step 80 when I need to be on step 2, and I am still preferring to write something other than what I should be.

This lil tidbit came to me after I wrote Promise (The short story that I did my Six Sentence Sunday last week)

They will be book #5 in my Collision series (No, #2 is not even written) but this scene came on strong, so I wrote it down. Enjoy the teaser!

Happy Sunday!




            Bella bit back a sob. She would not cry. If he was going to be a bastard, so was she. She ripped off the gorgeous engagement ring he’d given her years ago and marched to him. Slamming it on the counter, the hazel eyes she loved so much finally met her gaze. The pain there almost made her step falter—almost. 








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Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Gypsy Shadow is THREE YEARS OLD!




Huge congrats to my publisher! We're now THREE YEARS OLD and gonna have some real FUN for the whole month of September!

I will put the link to the blog with all the deets, but I'll copy/paste them on this post, as well!


Join us for our Third Anniversary Celebration! Lots of prizes, discounts and more. Okay, listen (read) up, everyone! We are starting the biggest whirlwind giveaway in Gypsy Shadow's three year history! As I posted earlier, this month marks GSP's THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! To celebrate, we want to give you, our fans and customers, a little something in return for being there for us! We'll be having discounts on all purchases all month long (discount code listed in the next paragraph), giving away LOTS of free eBooks and giving away a BIG Gift Basket (or two) at the end of the month as well. All entrants will be eligible for the Grand Prize Drawing (Gift Basket). More information about the Gift Basket will be posted as the time for give away nears!



Here's the DISCOUNT CODE good for 25% off your entire shopping cart (whether that is one eBook or 10) when you purchase eBooks through the GSP website (http://www.gypsyshadow.com/) all month. Discount applies to one purchase per customer. CODE: 0L125108


To enter for the free eBooks and the Grand Prize, simply: FOLLOW and COMMENT on our BLOG at: http://chalaedra-gsp.blogspot.com/p/gypsy-shadow-publishings-3rd.html (commenting is required, though we hope you will also want to follow! In order to be entered in the contest, click one of the links ["Sign in with Facebook" OR "Use your Email:] in the Rafflecopter Box (See link above) under the tab that says "Enter to Win.")

You can also:

"Like" our Gypsy Shadow Facebook Page, click on the Giveaway Icon near the top, between the Photos Icon and the Events Icon and follow the directions.

OR

Follow us on Twitter @GypsyShadowPubl


You can help spread the word by sharing the link to our giveaway by directing them to this blog page:

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Thanks, and good luck!
The GSP Gang



Sunday, September 2, 2012

Lusting for Covers!!

This is so much fun, I wanted to throw Sword's Call out there, even tho I'm tooting my own horn.


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Here's my VERY first contribution to Lusting for Covers!

Sword's Call is my first book and will be released April 2013 by Gypsy Shadow Publishing!

Blurb:
For generations, the Ryhans, ruling family of the Province of Greenwald have been keepers of a sword rumored to possess enough magic to defeat kings. Lord Varthan, a former archduke and betrayer of the king, covets the sword and invades Greenwald.

Lady Ceralda Ryhan, daughter of the murdered duke, gains the sword and flees, trusting only her white wolf, Trikser—magically bonded to her. Cera needs nothing more to aid in her fight. 
Jorrin Aldern, half elfin and half human, left his home in the mountains of Aramour to find his human father who disappeared twenty turns before, but finds Cera with Varthan and his shades on her tail instead. His dual heritage and empathic magic will tempt Cera in ways she never thought she’d desire. But can he convince her trust and love can pave the path to redemption or will the epic battle end in tragedy and evil conquer them all?






Six Sentence Sunday: Promise

This is from a short story I wrote in hopes to be included in an anthology my writing group is doing. We're going to vote for the top 15 and I sure hope I make it in.

Entitled Promise, it's starring Bella, who is a secondary character in my romantic suspense, Collision Force. I love being able to stretch my character wings and get to know them more.

She'll most likely have her own book one day! Anyway, enjoy Bella and her boyfriend, Matt!



How did he know her so well? “Sounds like a plan,” she answered softly, leaning closer. He took full advantage of the invitation and slid his hand at the back of her neck as his lips settled over hers.

            Bella’s heart went into overdrive as she opened for him, their tongues mingling. She slipped her arms around his neck, needing to be even closer. Body heating, she clung to Matt and kissed him back with all her might.









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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Art Art Art!

So, I know I should post a Six Sentence Sunday, but I have nothing.  But, what I do have is some AWESOME art that Anyae from Deviant Art drew of Jorrin, Cera and Trikser from Sword's Call.

I LOVE it so much!

Check it out!


And then to make it even MORE awesome, geeport also from Deviant Art, COLORED it for me and she did SUCH a great job. So SO LOVE it.


*squeeeeeeee* Just so awesome. I have no more words!

Thank you so much, ladies!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

New Headshots!

SO I got my pic taken in March, but then I chopped my hair in June (I think) So I got new pics.

Just wanted to share.  They were taken by an AWESOME photographer, Andrea Pender.

She's running a special on headshots, give her a call!




What do you think?

The one in white is my fave :)

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday

So this is hot off the presses. Like I *just* wrote this whole scene. I like the feel of it. This is not supposed to be my WIP, but well, right now it is. *wink* So, it's eleven sentences, but I like it alot, so....deal? hehehe.



“Last time I checked, there were no rules as to who could be in the kitchen. Speaking of which, why are you two up at three in the morning? And why in the kitchen of all places? After midnight snack?”
“You writin’ a book?” Jo returned.
Hudson made his way to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, holding another up to see if anyone wanted one. Kes shook her head, but smiled in appreciation.
Evan opened a junk drawer in the wide island they sat at, grabbed a pen and notepad and made a move like he was pushing up invisible glasses, staring intently at Jo, his pen poised. “Why yes, would you like to be a part of my investigation?”
            “I could list all the reasons you’re a dumbass, since you’re ready to write.”


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Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Fate's Call #19--The End.

So, when I sat down to write this I had no idea this was the end of the story.  I mean, I knew it would be close (as in the next few weeks) but it ended up being this week.

I like how it turned out, and I hope you like it, too!
   
             Bustling around a shop—two with Anais’s weaving shop and the tanners’ shop—was new, but Erron was getting used to it. She liked to help in any way she could. She had a new family, and she was thriving.

             Marriage suited her. Jarek suited her, too. She loved everything about him. Being loved by him was something she would never cease to be amazed by.

            The first sevenday she was his wife flew by, and then the second. She was halfway through the third and had seen and heard nothing of her father. For the most part, Erron had even stopped looking over her shoulder. Norden knew where she lived now, after all. If he was coming back, there was little she could do about it. The Blessed Spirit had given her a gift that redeemed what she’d been through.

             Jarek growled any time her father’s name was brought up, so she didn’t very often. Besides, she had no desire to talk about him. Think about him.

             Erron finally had a life.

             Anais was teaching her to use her loom and Erron was enjoying learning to create. She’d never known she had the knack for making things. She’d already woven a colorful rug that now resided in she and Jarek’s sleeping room. Next she’d learn to make baskets. The idea was exciting.

             Her mother-in-law was also enjoying her second marriage—as was Kirgan. The couple never stopped smiling. Erron grinned as she recalled Anais’s bright cheeks at the breakfast table when Jarek’s father had kissed her soundly. Kirgan was the father she should have had and her new mother was wonderful and beautiful. Would Erron still blush when she reached Anais’s age?

             The bell to Anais’s shop jangled, indicating someone had stepped inside. Erron was minding it while the older woman was at market. She looked over her shoulder from the baskets she’d promised to stack, a smile on her face and a welcome on her tongue.

             “Erron.” The gruff voice was thick and Erron’s heart stopped.

             She turned slowly, a basket still in hand and swallowing against the sudden lump in her throat.

             Her father stared back, now silent and standing just inside the shop door. Erron said nothing as her heart sped up.

             Norden was a mess. His beard and hair were disheveled blonde fluff on his head and face. His clothing looked as if it hadn’t been laundered in a month. Which was probably close to the truth—Erron had always washed and cared for his garments.

             She faced him completely, setting the basket down and inclining her head as if he was a customer. She was done with him, and she would show him. Tell him. Norden was out of Erron’s life. He wouldn’t ruin things for her now.

             “Norden,” she said. Never again would she greet him with the word he’d never really been to her. Respect he’d never deserved.

             His gasp made her pause, but Erron grasped her new normal with both hands. She wouldn’t let him dislodge her strength.

             The back entrance to Anais’s former home slammed and the rush of booted feet made both Erron and her father’s heads snap in that direction. Jarek rushed into the store, his face red, mouth set in an angry line as he slid between her and Norden.

             “Get out. You are not welcome here,” her husband barked, arms crossed over his broad chest.

             “I’ve a right to see my daughter.” Norden’s voice broke, every word a struggle as his chest heaved.

             “You’ve no right to my wife,” Jarek said, shaking his head and slicing the air with a hand.

             Erron took a step forward before her father could answer and placed a hand on her husband’s forearm, tugging gently. “I want to speak with him.”

             Jarek’s dark gaze flashed to her, his expression softening. “Why, love?” he whispered. He still blocked her from her father, body tight.

             Smiling up at the man who’d stolen her heart and soul, Erron straightened, squaring her shoulders. “You have given me everything in such a short time,” she told him, keeping her voice low. “I won’t let him ruin it.” She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

             Jarek made a sound in his throat. Acquiescence or admonition, Erron didn’t care. Her husband would protect her whenever he saw fit, and it made her stomach somersault. He was really hers, and she was all his. Forever.

             She slid forward to stand beside her husband, facing her father. Jarek grabbed her hand and Erron entwined their fingers, his touch giving her even more strength. She cleared her throat. Was she really going to do this?

             “What you did to me, a young girl should never have to endure.” Something flickered across the pale eyes that matched hers, but her father said nothing. Erron took a breath. “I’ll never forget but I’m at peace now. You’ll never touch me again. So go from here and never come back here. I’ve put you in my past, and that’s where you’ll stay.”

             She should scream, fuss, pound his chest with both fists, but with every word Erron felt lighter, the sharp pain of what Norden had taken from her fading to an ache. It wouldn’t dissipate right now, but with time, perhaps she would completely heal.

             Jarek squeezed her hand and she forced another breath, her chest heaving.

             “I’m done with you,” Erron said.

             Norden’s shoulders slumped at the phrase he’d so often used to release her from his bed. She felt nothing as she observed his defeated figure. Not even pity or sorrow. It was as if she was gazing at a stranger.

             He stared, his eyes glued to her face, but still said nothing. What was he thinking as he studied her? Had he expected her to leave with him? Why had the man even come?

             Slipping his arm around her waist, Jarek pulled her flush to his side. “Well, go on. You heard what my wife said. She’s done with you.”

             Her father’s eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth as if he would speak, but her husband growled.

             “You. Are. Not. Welcome. Here,” Jarek bit out.

             With that, the man who’d tormented her for ten turns slipped from the shop without another word. The sense of finality settled over her and Erron’s stomach fluttered.

             He was gone. For good.

             Jarek yanked her to him and covered her mouth with his before she could take a breath. She slipped her arms around his neck and melted into him—like she would for the rest of her life.

             “Are you all right?” he breathed as he parted their mouths.

             Erron smiled up at him. “More than all right. I’m perfect.”

             “Yes you are, love. I’m so proud of you.”

             Her heart skipped a beat. “I’m proud of me, too.”

             “I love you,” Jarek whispered before pressing another kiss into her lips.

             “I love you, too.” She snuggled into his chest and her husband rested his cheek against her hair. “Do you think he’s gone for good?” Erron asked after several moments of a companionable silence.

             “I’m not sure, but we have the rest of our lives to find out. But I’ll keep you safe.”

             She lifted her head and met his dark eyes. “I’ll hold you to that.”

             Jarek grinned. “You’d better.” He leaned down and claimed her mouth.

            Erron clung to him and kissed him back.


THE END.

For MORE Erron and Jarek, check out the Alphabet Game on my Pieces of Me page Letters: Y IF FORYOURS and Z IS FOR ZETHAN. (Hey, read them all while you're there. *wink*)

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