Good morning, lovelies.
I’ve a little goodie for you all today. So excited about this, and I know you all will be too.
Brianna Vanderland’s newest book, Tempting Fate, is due out on March 27, 2015. So can’t wait!
Without further ado, here’s the lovely cover! ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Please Note: the review will be posted soon.
I strained to release my arm from Griffith’s vise-like grip while scanning the surrounding trees, trying to determine which was less of a threat, the beast of a man holding me or those who might be waiting for me in the woods.
“You will come inside, now.” Griffith spoke slowly and deliberately as if I were a small child.
I batted at the hand Griffith placed on my head. “I’m not a puppy, quit petting me.”
“I will protect you.” Griffith’s warm breath caressed my ear. “If for no other reason, to find out what I’m giving up and why she wants you so badly.” ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Tamar Steele has always believed in the paranormal. She’s a spirit guide, after all. Her business is booming, and she now has the chance to show people what she’s made of. She knows dealing with the supernatural isn’t easy. Her spirit guide makes that fact known every chance he has, but she’s willing to keep an open mind on things no matter what.
When a seance for a show she’s to be a part of goes awry, Tamar soon realizes that there’s more at stake than she knew. It doesn’t matter that she’s never dealt with an actual possession. She’s been chosen to exorcise the spirit if she’s to make all wrongs right. How hard could it be? ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I love watching horror films, and one of the very first ones I saw was “The Exorcist”. It’s influenced dozens of possession flicks with its head-spinning, projectile-vomiting and demonic, cursing voices. So, when I came to write about a possession and exorcism in “Tamar Rising”, it was only natural that “The Exorcist” – as well as its many relations – would be foremost in my mind.
But I didn’t want to write just another exorcism with incantations and screaming. I wanted to make it different. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From the moment she was born, Saige knew she was different. She experienced people’s feelings in such a way that sometimes left her feeling lonely and bereft. For her, feeling what everyone else feels has become the norm. To make matters worse, she can also deduce when someone’s end is near. Deep inside, she wants nothing more than to have a normal life. One where she won’t feel as many of the feelings she experiences each and every day.
Her world is soon turned topsy-turvy as it collides with that of a killer intent on hurting as many people as possible. Saige knows that she can’t allow what the killer wants to happen. There are too many lives at stake. Hers, included. Somehow, some way, she will thwart his plans, or die trying in the process. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I can’t see myself not writing romance…ever. I LOVE romance and I know that, with whatever story I create, there will be a hefty dose of romance involved. When the idea for Feel popped into my head, the first thing I felt was excitement. Then, fear quickly followed. I know that there is a considerable risk with crossing genres, but, the more Jensen and Saige pecked inside my mind, I knew I had to write their story.
Everything about Feel was new to me, not just the paranormal aspect. Feel is my fifth novel, but it’s definitely the book that has taught me the most…including learning a few surprises about myself. It’s no secret that I’m totally an emotional based person (just ask my husband), so stretching beyond my comfort zone certainly made me ‘feel’ a lot of emotions. Sorry…couldn’t resist the pun. The only two things that were familiar to me were, my knowing I would have to do extensive research and how I had no doubt that I would have Jensen and Saige share a powerful love. Other than that, as the saying goes, I was wading into uncharted territories – at least for me. Even the way I marketed Feel was different, and marketing is my nemesis; I totally suck at it. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Having taken control of Computer Love Inc., Marius has many plans for it. A good many have embraced the thought of having companions in their lives. These robots are able to do just about anything, including keeping people company when they need it. Though things for the company have been rocky at best, he knows there’s a chance of bringing things around. He just has to find the proper balance in which to do so.
While conducting secret experiments to better enhance the companions, Marius has come to find that it’s possible to introduce the human psyche into a prototype. While some may find such thoughts and actions abhorring, he has no problem using himself as a guinea pig into order to perfect the new companions. Deep inside, he knows that what he’s doing is sort of taboo. Yet if he’s to succeed in finding a level ground in this new world he lives in, he needs to do everything possible to understand his environment. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Jessica:
For me, “not writing” also means “not working,” since I’m a full-time freelance writer. I currently write blogs for a tourism website, work as a newspaper reporter, and edit articles for an educational website. In addition, I pick up any and all freelance assignments that I can. Typically, I write for many, many hours out of the day.
In order to relieve my brain (and give myself a break from staring at a computer screen), I usually go for a run at some point during the day. I completed my first half-marathon in October, and I am currently training for my first full marathon which will take place in April. To me, running is very similar to writing: it’s often a solitary act, and when you have a bad day, you have no one to blame but yourself. That being said, there are rewarding, magical days, in which you remind yourself why you started in the first place: the thrilling rush of accomplishment, and the beauty in the act itself. Plus, hello: endorphins! ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Please Note: Review will be posted soon.
I had no idea where to begin in my quest, so I decided to simply follow the path of least resistance, working my way around the exhibition. It was like a jigsaw puzzle; reconstructing pieces of the past and trying to find the bigger picture. I didn’t really know what I was looking for, I only hoped that there would be something, some tablet or bas relief, that would be able to shed some light on the artefact and, more importantly, on what I’d seen. I would have sworn that I saw it transform before my eyes in Dad’s office but I didn’t know whether I should doubt myself now. I’d only seen the artefact for a few moments and yet it had felt like it was speaking to me, imparting some ancient knowledge. Of course, I didn’t understand any of it, but I hoped to.
Because I was in a reverie, I almost missed the piece altogether. It was a tablet not much more than ten centimetres in length, containing a cuneiform inscription and a unique map of the Mesopotamian world. The symbols on the tablet were an exact copy of some of the symbols I’d seen on the artefact though a little more crudely formed. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
