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I've been sharing from my current WIP The Tree of Life. When we left off, Rio, in Shapeshifter form, had managed to escape from one of the Vargas clan.We will be opening on a new chapter and in a new setting-- Egypt, in a hidden pyramid, headquarters of Osiris...
“One of yours was there, in the jungles of Brazil.”
“One of mine, my queen?” Osiris pushed back his chair and rose from the matching carved and gilded desk at which he had been working. His gaze, as he cornered the desk, swept his wife’s shapely form with a familiar appreciation that separations and millennia had never dulled. “A bit more specific perhaps?” he coaxed and swooped in to capture her mouth and take advantage of the parted lips attempting to comply with his previous request.
Behind them, Andrew cleared his throat. Seeing that his father had every intention of ignoring him, he rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulder against the door jamb to wait. Luc walked over to a small table and filled a glass with lightly spiced, heavily chilled tea. He held it up, gesturing toward the dispenser. Kirin shook her head, declining his offer, and continued across the room to sit cross-legged on the wide, plush couch tossed liberally with overstuffed pillows.
I hope you enjoyed this week's snippet as much as I enjoyed posting it for Elizabeth. Be sure to read all the other nice Weekend Writng Warriors posts, and the #SnippetSunday authors so you can find some other fun reads too!--Hudson, signing off to take a well deserved nap on my fluffy pillow right by the patio door so I can keep an eye on my tweetie birdies!
The Mackay Saga
Genre: Highland Time Travel (set in 1775)
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Date of Publication: July 20th
Number of pages: 167
Word Count: 70,000
Cover Artist: Fiona
Caden Mackay would never bed a Sutherland, let alone marry one. Bloody hell, what had possessed his twin brother to propose to one of the she-devils? And what is Caden to do with the Sutherland beauty who appears, as if by magic, in his library? The defiant intruder is the enemy, but she is unlike any woman Caden’s ever known, and her tantalizing curves and wide green eyes could tempt a monk. He must devise a way to stop the wedding. But can he stop the desire that makes him long to make Ariel Sutherland his own?
Ariel’s life had never gone the way she’d hoped, but ending up in eighteenth century Scotland was a stretch, even for her. If not for her dog, Scruffy, she might have thought she’d walked into a romantic daydream. Especially since the object of her desire appears to be entirely too virile. But can she find her way back to her time, before her too-handsome Highlander makes her believe that love can conquer in any century?
Caden turned to his cousin. “We’ll search the windows above. By now the coward has fled, but we may yet find something to unmask our would-be assassin. Then we’ll attend to your urgent matter.”
He drew Ariel aside far enough that Ian couldn’t hear them. His expression screamed, I’d rather fight a dozen well-armed warriors than be in debt to a Sutherland. “Thank you for . . .” He simply stared at her.
“Saving your life?” She waited. Nothing. “Kissing you?” She raised her eyebrows. “Just trying to fill in the blank here.”
He blanched, but then heat filled his eyes. “Aye.”
“Well, one of us had to take the bull by the horns.” Okay, best not to dwell on that image. “I mean, I was curious. I wanted to kiss you. No big deal. It was just a kiss.”
“Will you stop agreeing with me.”
His smile was genuine and she felt it to the tips of her toes. Good heavens, the man had charisma.
“I’ve nae had a woman who wanted me to disagree with her.”
“Well, I’m not like most women.” That was true enough. She’d never done the ‘let’s talk about boys, clothes and makeup thing’ with a group of girls. Somehow, she’d never fit in.
He smiled down at her. “Aye.”
“There you go, agreeing again.”
“Perhaps it’s because you make yourself so agreeable.”
She couldn’t contain the laughter that burst from her lips. “Really?” The word came out between gasps. “Oh, I wish you could have been there to tell my teachers. Not that they’d believe you. They thought I questioned everything.”
“Then they didnae ken you.” His brows drew together. “I believe the stone was meant for me, but just in case, I want you to take care.
Her laughter died. “Why would anyone want to kill me?”
“Have you offended anyone aside from Ranald, the Countess or Robertson since I met you?”
“I don’t-So, I speak my mind. Is there a law against that in this century?”
“No. And I prefer plain speaking, but I’m nae most men.”
“No, you’re not.”
“Once Upon a Time” are four of Dawn’s favorite words, because she never knows where they will lead. She writes stories to remind herself that even though things may seem bleak, there is always the possibility of a “Happily Ever After.” If along the way she makes readers smile, cry or see the magic in their everyday lives, then she’s done her job.
Dawn’s written several award-winning novels set in Georgian England and the Highlands – an era filled with rules and intrigue. Her characters often defy “Society” as they pursue love, run away, pursue, run away – well, you get the idea.
Then again, she might write romance in order to do the research. What other profession encourages you to sit in the audience at Harlequin’s Male Model search, and take notes, or just sigh?
When she’s not writing, Dawn may be found singing, gardening, learning to play the harp or wood carving. She lives in a Victorian home in Upstate New York with her husband and very independent cats.
Dawn hopes you’ll read her books, and together you’ll bring to life characters that aren’t perfect, but have a story to tell.
Ariel Sutherland is given a gift, albeit on loan, by a sexy stranger with a sexier Scottish brogue who appears on her doorstep amidst a swirling fog—of course.
If you like The Outlander, you’re going to love Highland Yearning by Dawn Ireland. Ariel Sutherland, accompanied by her darling dog, Scruffy, travels back in time with the aid of said gift, the Ring of Belief (rather than a ring of stones as in The Outlander’s magic stone) where Ariel encounters some very interesting characters, including twin kilt-sporting Scotsmen, but most importantly the real-life romantic hero, that ever-virile, eighteenth-century Scotsman named Caden Mackay.
Sparks fly, problems mount, and HEA’s are guaranteed, even for Scruffy. A charming historical time-travel romance.
Book Bling gives this 4 Stars!
Sisters in magic, Eolyn and Adiana seek to revive a millennial tradition once forbidden to women. When war strikes, their fledgling community of magas is destroyed; its members killed, captured or scattered.
Determined to defend her people, Eolyn seeks to escape the occupied province and deliver to King Akmael a weapon that might secure their victory. Trapped by the invading army, Adiana is taken prisoner and placed at the mercy of the ruthless Prince Mechnes.
Even as their world is torn asunder, Eolyn and Adiana cling to a common dream. Courage and perseverance guide them toward a future where the Daughters of Aithne will flourish in a world set free from the violence of men.
"War propels the story forward, and the characters are at their best when circumstances are at their worst." -Publishers Weekly
This is the second book in THE SILVER WEB trilogy. It can be read as a stand-alone novel, or as the sequel to the first book, EOLYN.
Mechnes strode to the table where a soldier had left Renate’s head. He took his time unwrapping the bundle, exposing Renate’s matted tresses, the ragged edge of severed flesh, the face—oh, Renate’s face! Stiff, gray, and lifeless. Never again would she laugh, drink wine, cast a spell, or heal a friend.
Adiana’s stomach clenched, and she fought the surge of bile in her throat.
Calm, she told herself. I must remain calm.
Just as Renate had, just like Eolyn would, without as much as a change in the rhythm of her breath.
“Who is this woman?” Mechnes’s voice hit Adiana like a spear.
“It is…” Adiana’s throat tightened. “Was Maga Eolyn.”
Mechnes grunted as he studied the gruesome package. “And who are you?”
“My name is Adiana.”
“You are this woman’s scullery maid?”
Adiana swallowed. She had learned how to lie during her youth in Selkynsen, after her parents were killed and she fled to the piers. Lies must be presented on a bed of truth, or they lose their seductive power. “No, I am not a servant. I am a musician from Selkynsen. Maga Eolyn brought me to Moehn to teach music to her students.”
“Music?” Amusement broke on Mechnes’s face. He seemed genuinely surprised. “What use do magas have for music?”
“Music is also magic, according to the traditions of Moisehén. Eolyn says…used to say that it’s a form of Primitive Magic, the oldest and most sacred of all.”
“So you are a maga?”
“No.” The thought came, terrible and unbidden, that now she would never be. “I only play music.”
“Then Maga Eolyn was trying to protect you by saying you were a scullery maid? How curious.” Mechnes draped one end of the bloodied cloth over Renate’s disfigured face. “I can assure you a musician will find a much better place among the Syrnte than a scullery maid.”
“I don’t intend to find a place among the Syrnte.” Adiana’s breath stalled under the look he gave her. “What I mean is, my home is here, in Moisehén, not with the Syrnte.”
“It’s all one kingdom now. Or perhaps better stated, will be soon.”
Karin Rita Gastreich writes stories of ordinary women and the extraordinary paths they choose. She lives in Kansas City, Missouri, where she is part of the biology faculty at Avila University. An ecologist by vocation, Karin has wandered forests and wildlands for over twenty years. Her past times include camping, hiking, music, and flamenco dance. In addition to THE SILVER WEB trilogy, Karin has published short stories in World Jumping, Zahir, Adventures for the Average Woman, and 69 Flavors of Paranoia. She is a recipient of the Spring 2011 Andrews Forest Writer’s Residency.
Purchase link for SWORD OF SHADOWS, Book Two of THE SILVER WEB: https://www.amazon.com/Sword-Shadows-Silver-Web-Book-ebook/dp/B01G5L1GEG/
Purchase link for EOLYN, Book One of THE SILVER WEB: http://www.amazon.com/Eolyn-Silver-Web-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01B8F4G50/
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 07/16/16 and 9:00 AM on Sunday 07/17/16. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.
I've been sharing from my WIP, Book Two of Illuminati, The Tree of Life. Rio, in black jaguar shapeshifter form has been discovered spying on the Vargas clan and managed to break free from a mind-command to stay. This didn't please the goddess who discovered he had this ability, and she fired off a bolt of angry energy at him....
Leaping a stream, Rio put another mile between them, though he knew they realized the futility of tracking a black jaguar in the jungle at night. Even now they circled back to the ruins. He veered to the left and slowed as he covered the last hundred yards to the pool and his clothes.
It had been Jose's idea to shapeshift while swimming to help mask his shift. In truth, it was a simple but perfect plan, and only once since film's invention had a crew chanced to capture the rare jaguar swimming to shore in broad daylight.
The water felt cool against his skin as he stepped out. He slicked excess water from his hair and reached for his shirt to towel off his face before shrugging into it. The woman had surprised him. She was a legend. A myth. What other secrets did this Vargas family hide?
I hope you enjoyed this week's snippet as much as I enjoyed posting it for Elizabeth. That's one kitty I don't think I would chase into the water! I'm glad he got away though. Thanks for stopping by and now I'm off to see what that funny Effing Cat is up to. Join me in reading the Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday author posts so you can find some fun new reads!--Hudson, Elizabeth's VP of Social Media, signing off until next time! Oh, P.S. Elizabeth said you're welcome for the eye candy...::insert eye roll, from me::
Lord Ashton of Aethyria is enticement, seduction, temptation–born with the power to strip even the most modest woman of her gown, her will, and her virtue. With the glamour of being born a half Daoine Sidhe faerie comes the sad fate that once a woman has gazed into Ash’s eyes, she forever loses the ability to see anything other than his ravishing beauty, and can certainly never glimpse into his soul. Ashton’s allure is so raw and enchanting, in fact, that he has exiled himself from even the human side of his family, lest his own aunts be tempted by him, and lives a life of solitude and fleeting passions. But he is part human as well, and it is his human blood that makes him long for a magic no faerie spell can equal. It is his deep desire for true love that leads him to keep his magnificent face hidden from the woman who captures his heart.
Eden is certain her nightly visitor is as disfigured as she, since he keeps his visage shrouded in shadow when he comes to her room. Scarred by fire, she believes herself ugly until Ashton’s tender kisses and gentle touch begin to teach her that true beauty comes from within. It’s an important lesson, since Ash knows that soon he must reveal himself to her. He prays that she can look beyond his unearthly beauty and see the heart of a man.
I live in the beautiful city of New York with my three amazing offspring, six little chihuahuas, three small parrots, two rabbits, and an occasional lizard. It's a full house where love and grace abound!
My Faerie Tale Series takes place in historic Wales and other, less worldly kingdoms. You'll meet a sacred tree with the power to speak, an evil siren with the power to seduce, and a tiny water sprite with the courage of an army. You'll travel to castles and brothels and realms where magic abounds, hearts will be tested, and true love, tried.
But only if you believe
Apparently this is Book Two in an ongoing Faerie Tale Series by Genevra Thorne. THE BELOVED is an enchanting stand-alone faerie tale with characters that appeared in the first story, though it’s not necessary to have read the first book in order to thoroughly enjoy the second. I can attest to that, as I have not read the first (though if it’s anything like the second, I’m sure it’s a wonderful read and would add enjoyment to one’s appreciation of the characters and their world).
I was delightfully surprised by how well written and charming this Young Adult faerie tale turned out to be. It was metaphorically themed after the traditional Beauty and the Beast tale. The author has a keen sense of mood and tone and her use of language ranges from light-hearted and witty to intense and gripping. She carries the reader with her on a fanciful journey through a world within a world, peopled with many different types of faeries.
The hero of this book is Ashton. Ash is the offspring of a half-human, half-Tylwyth Teg father and a Daoine Sidhe mother. The Daoine Sidhe faeries have "allure" glamour. Unfortunately they are also unable to fall in love. It makes him virtually irresistible to women, but also leaves him feeling unfulfilled and lonely and makes him a lot of enemies, especially male enemies when wives and girlfriends fall for his charms, whether he wants them to or not. He does have one very good friend, however, and I would love to learn more about her. As a toddler he was abandoned by his enchantress mother and was raised by Shara, a tiny faerie who becomes his protector.
The heroine is Eden, who works in a bordello in order to survive because she is a beautiful human who has been horribly disfigured in a fire and much of her body bears terrible scars, though they are of course much more damaging on the inside. And this is where the Beauty and the Beast analogy takes place.
Eden falls into Ash’s arms, literally, and he is smitten, but he refuses to let her see him and fall under his spell. He wants her to love him for his own sake. Can he really be in love? Can his human side overcome his faerie side’s inability to love? And will she be able to forgive him once she discovers his duplicity?
There’s the difficulty and when you add to that problem the fact that he uses forbidden spells to keep her in the “dark,” and her own low self-esteem issues won’t allow her to believe he could love her for her “beauty” you have all sorts of problems and angst to sort through--the stuff young adult lives are made of. Let’s hear it for young love and great young adult romance novels. Thorne has a winner on her hands with this one. At last, something different this way comes in a fast, fun read! Move over Ella Enchanted!
Book Bling gives this a rare Five Stars!
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 07/09/16 and 9:00 AM on Sunday 07/10/16. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts
I've been sharing from my WIP The Tree of Life. Last time, Rio, in shapeshifter Black Jaguar form, was spying on the Vargas clan when a VIP arrived. Just as a gorgeous female emerged from the back of an SUV, his attention was grabbed quite literally from inside his head. She told him to stay put, and it wasn't a request...
He froze. Then, he pushed back. Harder. You don’t own me, witch, he said, and now he was inside her head, reading her thoughts, feeling her shock, her moment of fear. But then he realized her anger and her intention! He used his own anger and panic and released himself from her command to stay.
Turning, this time Rio bolted, running as fast as any savage creature had ever escaped from a trap.
An explosion erupted, as the jolt of energy that flew from the woman’s hands struck the root where a moment before he had stood.
I hope you enjoyed Elizabeth's snippet this week as much as I enjoyed posting it for her. That's one angry VIP! I'm glad Rio was able to get away! I hope she doesn't catch him! Be sure to check out the other great Weekend Writing Warriors and fabulous #SnippetSunday authors! I can hardly wait to see what that crazy Effing cat is up to this week. He cracks me up! See you next week everyone. Thanks for stopping by--Hudson, signing off so I can go chase some tweetie birdies!
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And we’re revving up IWSG Day to make it more fun and interactive! Every month, we'll announce a question that members can answer in their IWSG Day post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.
JULY 6 QUESTION: What's the best thing someone has ever said about your writing?
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Wow, today's question really hit me. As an editor I spend a lot of time saying things about a lot of people's writing, and I often wonder if writers know just how difficult and often lonely it can be on the other side of the red pen.
As an author, and fellow critique partner who tries to openly discuss observations, I know how it feels to have your favorite scene, phrase or description cut or ignored.
What is the best thing anyone has ever said to me? I wish I had written that! of course. That's why I try to note it in a manuscript margin, no matter how busy I am, from time to time. A simple, "Well said, great scene, love that!, nice!" goes so far toward building back up the writing confidence of an author whose manuscript has been redlined or marked up with a dozen notations of revisions to be made.
How do I know? I'm an author, and as an editor I'm probably even more insecure as an author wondering if people critique me with unfair (however secret) overinflated expectations. As an author I sometimes need to have a sloppy, rough draft with brainstormed freewriting and choppy ideas.
I wear a lot of hats. Sometimes they get baggy and slip a bit, from being changed too often. But the more I wear them, the more comfortable they are, and the more they become an integral part of my eclectic personality...
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 07/02/16 and 9:00 AM on Sunday 07/03/16. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.
I've been sharing from my WIP, The Tree of Life. Rio, in shapeshifter form, has been spying on the Vargas clan. A VIP has just arrived, and he is busy observing the frantic activity surrounding that arrival, when...
Who are you?
His attention flew back to her face. She was staring straight at him, and she saw him. She was inside his head, with him. Don’t let her know your name, he schooled himself. She was there with him. With the other him. Rio lifted his paw to flee.
It wasn't a request.
I hope you enjoyed this week's snippet. Please visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and fabulous #SnippetSunday authors to discover some great new reads!!
I had a great time posting Elizabeth's blog for her. That sure is one big kitty! Also, on my first day as VP of Social Media, I have been sprucing up her website. I don't think she's changed it since she first moved to AZ, before I was even born! No wonder she needs my help! Thanks for stopping by and have a great day!
I don't know about other authors, but I only have so many fingers (not counting my thumbs or toes, and sometimes I wish I could type with those too)! SO much social media and so little time. I also have a lot of other authors I want to help out. Then there are the manuscripts I edit and critique. Oh, and I have a husband, a family, friends, other activities and hobbies to fit into my days. Let's not forget daily routines and chores. When does one actually write? Fortunately, I do have some help. First there's this hunky hero-worthy guy...
Yes, my twinkle-toes, Irish-Scotsman, Sam Elliot look-a-like husband, has women fawning over him! Fortunately one's his sister and the other's his cousin. All kidding aside, Kenton is a fantastic chef, a chiropractic massage therapist who saved my running knees (despite what 2 surgeons said!), is a kind-hearted and loving husband and the best cheerleader a writer could ever hope for. But he’s busy too, is just learning about social media, and is so happy that we have our faithful friend and companion to help us out.
Hudson! Tell me those aren't the cutest big brown eyes you've ever seen? This little guy helps us make good choices so we can "live naturally" and stay healthy. He follows me around the house and "helps" me do just about everything. No one EVER beats him to the door when the mailman arrives! He LOVES getting the mail. He LOVES whenever the birds chirp out their little tweets! Not one ever misses his avid attention. So it made perfect sense to assign him to Social Media VP!
Hudson is not a complete stranger to celebrity. He is being featured in author Charmaine Gordon's upcoming book about rescue and service doggies, but he has never been this much of a celebrity before!
He assured me that he is still thrilled with the new position (and secretly thinking it was about time he got recognition for all his hard work and attention to every detail). His favorite perk was a trip to his doggie day spa for hair, nails, and teeth. He said he especially loves Jess's purple hair. He think's it's a pretty shade and thinks she's hip (though this opinion may also be influenced by her special treats).
After so much excitement, Hudson decides he needs to get some sleep in order to be rested for his important new job (and it's a secret, but the monsoon thunder sometimes scares him). Announcing HUDSON, Author Elizabeth Alsobrooks' new Social Media VP!
Romance Trading Cards?
What? Romance Trading Cards? Now, you say? Yes, now. I know there are some of you rolling your eyes, or shaking your heads, thinking that RTC's have gone the way of bookmarks and paperbacks, but that's not really true. There are still quite a few authors who offer them. There are still a lot of book graphic artists who create them. Besides, I have a lot of my own reasons for making this decision, and I'm happy to share them with you.
First, since I'm pulling my writing career out of moth balls after some pretty horrendous personal trauma (which included the death of a spouse), I needed something besides business cards to toss onto library and bookstore reading tables, to leave my signature in goodie & grab bags or raffle baskets, and to slip into the cover of a gift book or card. They're handy, pretty, and informative. They've fairly inexpensive and still professional and unique and give added "Book Bling" to just about anything!
Secondly, I saw on someone's website that they were giving 1/2 the proceeds from the sale of their cards to Cancer Research, and the rest was going to offset the cost of postage and printing. Since I lost my mother to breast cancer when I was a senior in high school I instantly fell in love with this idea. I too want to do this fundraiser!
Thirdly, as many of my blog followers know I read tarot and have for several decades. We have often done character readings to help fellow writers with plot development. I am in the process of creating a tarot deck from my Illuminati series characters! I felt creating some RTC's was a good place to start!
Lastly, at my art therapy class (an art gallery where I regularly attend painting classes) the other artists all "trade" art trading cards, the same 2 1/2" x 3 1/2" size as most RTC's. I paint for recreation and relaxation, not because it's a vocational calling. Creating "art" trading cards is not something that really interests me... RTC's is something I would find much more useful. I decided I needed to pay back the kind artists for their art card gifts by creating a card of my own.
I did contact 3 different graphic artists, but when I didn't hear back from any of them in a timely manner, and they were going to charge me an arm and a leg anyway, I figured I might as well get artsy myself. So I did! Now, what do you think of the ones I have created for The first book in the series, The Book of Life? I think they have some sparkle and shine, in keeping with their "illuminati" tradition. I have ordered a set, so will have to wait and see how they look in person and figure out how much they will cost in bulk so I can set up my fundraiser page, but I am pretty happy about them. Now I need to complete the series and work on my tarot deck. Reactions? Impressions? Suggestions? (Keep in mine that I am not a graphic design artist, but I am learning!)
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Elizabeth Alsobrooks's books on Goodreads
Illuminati - The Book of Life
ratings: 12 (avg rating 4.33)
Illuminati: The Book of Life
ratings: 5 (avg rating 4.80)
The Keeper's Secret: Tell-Tale Publishing's Annual Horror Anthology
ratings: 2 (avg rating 5.00)
2016 NaNoWriMo Winner!
My Newest Release
An Amazon Bestseller!
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