Giveaway!

Hello!
I know its been awhile but i come bearing great news! Blood Moon just went up today as a Goodreads givewawy! So now’s your chance to win a signed copy of Blod Moon in print!

Chekc it out and spread hte word! http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/9293840-blood-moon

Black Friday Deal!

I have to post this because its a pretty fantastic sale going on.

Decadent Publishing is having a Black Friday sale at Smashwords! You can get 30% off your choice of a host of Decadent books, including Blood Moon!

If you want to look up Blood Moon, the code for the sale is NG97L

Here’s the blurb and cover, to refresh your memory…

Fugitive shifter, Aria Legreve, is always on the run. With her own life at risk, she helps a badly beaten shifter to his Pack, knowing the danger her meddling entails. Hoping to use her status as an Outcast and be set free, her world changes when she meets head on with no other than her Mate—who is dead.

Alpha Lukas MacLeod has been searching for his wife for the past year, until Aria walks straight into his lair. Fate intervenes and gives them a second chance. Caught up in an intricate web of lies and prophecies in the making for generations, Aria and Lukas must discover a way to balance the darkness in their world, but will their love be strong enough to save their pack and each other?

Read the Excerpt HERE
View the Book Trailer HERE

 

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Making Progress

Well, things have been hectic with life and work. But I’m slowly making progress. Captive Hearts is nearly finished, and ended up being much longer than I planned. Hopefully you’ll be interested enough to take a look at it. I’m debating self-publishing this one, but I’m not sure yet. I’m not very good at marketing, and self-pub requires a lot of that, and done well.

Not my strong suit. I wish it was!

But in the meantime, I hope you’ve all had a fantastic Halloween. Ours was pretty quiet, and more cold than I wanted – though we were spared the snow, thank goodness!

 

Hello!

I’ve reappeared from my hidey hole, and I apologize profusely for many things – abandoning you, and seeming to abandon my free read, Captive Hearts.

Problem is, outside of all the “real world” things that have kept me busy, Captive Hearts has gotten too long and involved for a free read. So I’ve left the current chapters up as a teaser, but I don’t know that I’ll be posting the rest. I’m going to finish up the edits and then decide whether to sub it out, or to finish with the free read.

My goal this year is to get the stories I have laying around FINISHED, and submit them. There’s a steampunk that I adore that just needs a few final touches, and a scifi, and so many other ideas. Once someone invents a day stretcher, maybe then I can get it all accomplished.

Until then, I appreciate your patience with me, and I hope you’re reading many wonderful books!

Interview with Genevieve Scott

Today we’re welcoming the lovely Genevieve Scott from Misa Buckley’s IRONHAVEN.  Welcome Genevieve!

Your story starts when Lucian arrives at your lab. How long had you two been separated?
Five years. He left me at the altar, and while I knew it was his parents’ interference, I was furious that he still submitted to them so easily.

What did you do after that?
Well, I didn’t sit around crying! His parents liked any idea that might make them money, so I determined to invent something that would prove my worthiness. Unfortunately, it literally blew up in my face.

It… blew up? Were you hurt?
Yes it did and yes I was. I managed to shield my face, but my hands were badly burnt and my chest also suffered. Lucian’s mother had the decency to visit me, but even had she allowed it, I didn’t want to see him. I’d not just failed, I’d scarred myself.

What did you do after that?
I turned my attention to solving the fuel problem. The government were only going to save those rich enough to buy their way onto the shuttles, but that wasn’t right. No one “deserved” to be saved, or to be left behind. Everyone had the right to survive and I was determined to do that.

But then Lucian turned up again. How did that feel?
I was shocked. I never expected to see him again. And doing so made me realise how much I still held against him, though I’d tried to move on.

I take it you hadn’t managed that?
No. Even though I was angry with me, I knew I still loved him the moment I saw him.

What happened next?
The rest of Gen’s story is told in IRONHAVEN, released July 29^th through Decadent Publishing.

Earth is dying, and Lucian Hoyt is going to die with it thanks to his parents cancelling his pass aboard the last shuttle off the planet.

There is hope, though – a brilliant inventor has come up with a plan to build a ship to evacuate those who’ve been left behind.

That inventor turns out to be Genevieve Scott, Lucian’s bitter ex-fiancée. If they’re going to work together to get off this planet, they need to put their past aside, but even melting the ice between them can’t erase all the scars.

*****

Thanks Genevieve! IRONHAVEN sounds like it should be fantastic! If you’re interested in learning more about Misa Buckley and Genevieve, please visit Misa’s website.

You can purchase IRONHAVEN here

Captive Hearts – Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Dr. Henderson laughed, his hands squeezing her fingers even tighter. She refused to make a sound, biting the inside of her cheek against the pain.

“That’s enough, Doc,” Joshua said, moving slightly.

Doctor Henderson’s face lost its fanatical gleam and he took a step away from the cage. Isabeau wondered how much damage Joshua had done when he’d caught the doctor unawares. It was obvious he had, at some point, and there was definitely fear in the doctor’s eyes.

Isabeau flexed her hands, her fingers tingling as blood returned.

Doctor Henderson backed up, leaning against a stainless steel table. “You’re both mine to do with what I like, you know. Nothing can change that. You’ll do what I want, or I’ll dispose of you. It’s as simple as that.”

Joshua chuckled, the sound devoid of emotion. “Ah, fine words, but it took you how many years to catch me as it is? I don’t think you’ll get rid of us so easily.”

Henderson just sighed. “Think what you will. I am leaving for a few weeks. While I’m gone, you will have full access to the yard. Don’t think to abuse the privilege. If you do, I’ve left instructions to deal with you harshly.” His smile was cold. “Meaning that if one of you does something wrong, the other will pay for it.”

Isabeau’s glance flicked from the doctor’s face to Joshua’s stony glare and back. She smiled sweetly. “At least we won’t have to see you. That’s something.”

Henderson shook his head and chuckled. “False bravado is less than appealing, my dear. You need to work on being a little more convincing.”

He moved to Joshua’s cage, a smirk growing on his features. From the other side of the room he cocked his head. “How long do you think you can resist the temptation, Joshua? After a year with me, knowing that freedom is within your reach, do you think you can stop yourself?”

Joshua laughed, and Henderson’s smile died. “Not everyone is a monster like you, my dear Doctor.”

“All the same, it should be interesting.”

One of the assistants came in, a tray with several syringes and tubes in his hand. The Docotr nodded to him and then grabbed a folder of papers from his desk. “Carlos will be taking your blood samples every two days. Try not to do anything that gets you in trouble.”

Isabeau pressed herself against the wall of the cage, keeping a sharp eye on the needles. She’d never liked having her blood drawn when it was voluntary. Now she loathed it. She wanted to struggle, but one look at the cold glint in Henderson’s eyes stopped her. He wanted a reason to hurt Joshua. Her. He thrived on pain.

So she sat still and allowed him to take two vials of blood. Beside her, Joshua watched every move, his eyes calculating and taking in every detail. He didn’t speak again until the lackey had collected his vials and left again.

“Is it always like this?” she asked.

He shook his head. “The trip is far too sudden. He wants to leave us alone together. Wants to prove a point.”

“What point?” She was tired, angry, and felt dirty.

Joshua didn’t answer. “Don’t worry about it.”

She snorted. “He says don’t worry. I’m trapped in a cage by a mad scientist. What’s there to worry about?”

“It sounds so much worse when you put it like that.” The corner of his lip twitched.

They stayed in silence for a moment, and she shifted. Something in her wanted to draw closer to him, but she kept her distance. The attraction to him was dangerous, both because of what Henderson wanted, and because of what it made her feel.

She opened her mouth, but before she could ask a question, the door between the outside area and the cage slid back on both of their prisons. The scent of green growing things and dirt was too much for her to resist. With little hesitation, she crawled out the door, digging her fingers into the spongy, moss covered ground.

She stood, stretching, and looked around. Above them, frosted glass filtered sunlight, and a solid metal wall ran off into the foliage on her left. On her other side, Joshua got to his feet.

“How much room is there?” she asked. Her gaze moved over the muscles of his chest and arms, down farther until she forced herself to look away.

“Enough to make you wish for more.” He growled. “There’s a pond and stream running through though, if you want to wash. I’ll show you where you can avoid the cameras.”

Suddenly the leaves didn’t seem so inviting. “Cameras? Even here?”

“Henderson is nothing if not thorough. He records everything.”

Tears burned the corners of her eyes and she blinked. “There really is no escape, is there?” Despair clawed at her chest until she thought she couldn’t breathe.

Joshua’s hands closed over her shoulders, and she jumped at the contact. “Don’t do that.”

“What?”

He wiped at a tear on her cheek. “Cry. Give up. I can feel your despair. Don’t give in just yet.”

“Why not? He’s not going to let us leave. And we can’t give him what he wants. Even if you and I were to, you know,” her face burned. “I couldn’t give him my child to use as some sort of experiement.”

Joshua’s hands slid up to cup her face. “Mo anam cara, I can promise you it won’t happen.”

Isabeau felt his rejection like a slap. Even as she tried to pull away he made a growling noise in his throat.

“You don’t understand. I would very much like to court you. I meant that nothing is going to happen to you.”

Warmth and surprise flooded her. He stepped away, his jaw working as if he tried to control his anger again. But she caught a faint echo of his thoughts.

You’re mine, cara. And what’s mine I protect.

Decadent is turning 1!!!!!

Decadent Publishing is turning 1 in one week!!! Celebrate with them and enjoy 1/2 off of 1/2 our books at Smashwords! Check it out! http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/24452

I just thought I would share the wealth a little! Keep looking, as I might have some good news to post soon!