Planning Ahead: Your journey toward becoming a published author

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The day I received my first publishing contract was probably the only day that I was noisier than my downstairs neighbors. I trumped their late-night drunken revelry by my mid-afternoon stomping, howling, jumping up and down with glee, and shrieking with delight. At the time, I was living in an apartment building that had very thin walls, but it didn’t matter because I had a great excuse . . . Click here to read more

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Descendants: Fantasy, action, and adventure!

Knights are dead and gone since the days of Camelot. The ancient battles pitting sword and shield against one another are just a distant memory, one that very few even give validity, and that’s exactly how it should be. I mean honestly, if people knew half of what really went on in the shadows and under the bed they’d probably wind up institutionalized.

Luckily, that’s where people like me come in. I’m a Knight. That’s right, an armor-clad, sword-wielding powerhouse of old, with all the powers and responsibilities that come with that position. We’re not all gone, but unfortunately, trouble is brewing in the Kingdom hidden in North America . . . and it’s kind of my fault. I killed a bunch of gnomes, which in turn pissed off some trolls. Now they’re trying to kill me and start a war with all of humanity. And all while and ancient evil is awakening to try and block my path at every turn.

My Review

I loved the secret world created by the author in the fantastical novel Descendants. Sir Godric Patronar is heir to the throne of North America, despite the fact that everyone thinks that knights and kings are things of the past. A portal carries him between the kingdom and the front door of his modest apartment in Philadelphia, where he seemingly lives the life of a normal city dweller—never-mind the fact that he’s just killed off a bunch of gnomes and upset the trolls in the process.

The action begins straight away; Godric’s father is furious with him for the massacre, yet Godric feels that his acts were justified. Here’s one of my favorite parts:

I dropped out of my coat, rolled my sleeves up to the elbow, and pulled my blade from the back of my jeans. It didn’t make a sound as I flicked it open. I looked at Devin and asked as nonchalantly as I could manage. “Which four do you want?”

At first, I had trouble getting into the story . . . But once the action takes off, one cannot help but wonder what’s coming next. Naturally, I had to read the book because the author, Andrew Katz, hails from my neck of the woods: the Philadelphia area of Pennsylvania.
The story and Andrew’s style is reminiscent of an action-packed cartoon, or an edge-of-your-seat movie: the energy nearly jumps off the page. I think that the novel is best suited for young adults, and lovers of a great Fantasy tale. I wish Andrew much luck in all of his future writings!

About the Author

Andrew Katz is a young, up and coming author from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. His novel, “Descendants”, is his first full length work. Action, adventure, and a healthy dose of sarcasm are staples of his writing. He has also published a short story in the anthology “Dark Light”, centering on the same protagonist as his novel. Andrew loves music, reading, his dog George, and relaxing in the sun. He may not be the most exciting person, but he makes up for it with imagination and . . . unpredictability.

Visit Andrew on Facebook | Buy Descendants on Amazon

Welcoming Tamaria Soana, author of At Sunset

Two women, Myrtle Beach, sexy lifeguards—what more could a girl ask for?

Kimberly doesn’t believe she could attract the handsome lifeguard sitting on the stand keeping a keen eye on the beach patrons. Muscular, lean and sexy, surely he’s not looking at her, but when a beach accident brings them eye-to-eye, she finds herself lost in his gaze.

Daniel works everyday watching the beach-goers, keeping an eagle eye out for problems along the white sandy shores. Sexy women capture his attention on a daily basis, but no one grabs him like Kimberly. Gorgeous and curvy in all the right places, he can’t seem to keep his mind on the business at hand as she tans herself in the hot summer sun.

Can the pain of past relationships be overcome for two strangers to find love at Sunset?

About the Author

Tamaria Soana is middle aged, but just feels like her life has begun. She resides in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw has always been her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights. Growing up she always loved to write, mainly short stories and poetry. She’s married with two beautiful young girls and one very spoiled lab mix.

Visit Tamaria:

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Buy At Sunset today on Amazon!

Cover Reveal Giveaway: Morrigan by Laura DeLuca

Welcome to the Morrigan Cover Reveal Giveaway, sponsored by Author Laura DeLuca, Mom to Bed by 8, The Sisters Elemental, The Whimsical Pixie, Crones Magical Crafts / Moonwise Creationz, and New Age Mama! This is a giveaway filled with magic and we’re sure you will enjoy walking through the land of Tír Na nÓg with our heroine and all her supporters.  To start off the fun, lets share a little about the YA novel, Morrigan, which is due to be released by Pagan Writers Press on October 31st, 2012!
Morrigan Blurb
Shuffled from place to place in the foster system, Morrigan doesn’t know the meaning of home. Plus, she is different. She has power over fire, the ability to move objects with her mind, and glimpse into the future. Just when she believes her life can’t get any stranger, she discovers her true identity.
Filtiarn, a knight with a dark past and a surprising secret, has been tasked with guiding the heir of Tír Na NÓg through countless perils to be returned to her family. Once Morrigan has been reunited with her mother and grandmother, their triad can save the forgotten land of magic from being devoured by an ancient evil.
Morrigan Excerpt 
Morrigan took out a white candle and a stick of dragon blood incense, and set them up in the corner of the room. She sat cross-legged, and leaned forward to light them. No matches were necessary. No lighter either. She simply touched her finger to the end of the wick, and with an iridescent spark, the candle flickered to life. It shone at first with a bright blue flame that gradually settled into a more normal orange. It was the same with the incense—another reason why she preferred not to have an audience.

She stared into the candle for a moment, and took a few deep breaths to
 clear her mind of all thoughts but those of the magic she intended to perform. Danu and Dagda sat on either side of her, instantly falling into silence, as though they knew she needed her complete concentration. Their energy beside her only seemed to add to the every growing sense of power that charged the room.

Morrigan closed her eyes and began to shuffle the cards. As she did, she
 allowed her breathing to become more even. A silence filled the room as the rest of the mortal world fell away. Soon the only sound she heard was the light thump of her own heartbeat, echoed by the quicker, fast paced beat of the cats’ hearts. She wasn’t sure how much time passed as the cards slipped through her fingers. It might have been minutes. It might have been hours. When she allowed herself to fall into a trace, time became insubstantial, irrelevant.

The tarot cards were so old; the designs on the back were almost
 completely worn away. She had to shuffle gently to keep them from crumbling to pieces in her hands. Yet they held a power that she knew no newer cards could ever offer. As she shuffled them, she focused her energy into them, silently requesting to be given the answers she was seeking.  She allowed the image of her mother to fill her mind. When she finally felt the cards had fallen into the order they were meant to be in, she placed the deck face down on the floor, and cut them with her right hand. Then, taking one last, calming breath, she lifted the top card from the pile. With a trembling hand, she laid it down and read it.
“Wheel of Fortune,” she said aloud. In the center of card was a wheel. As she stared at the picture, that wheel seemed to start turning clockwise. The movements made her feel slightly dizzy. The bedroom around her became more and more surreal.  The scene on the card became her reality. The figure of the sphinx that sat on top of the turning wheel looked so very real. It might have turned its head to look at her. Its lips may or may not have moved. But Morrigan swore she heard a deep, resonating voice whispering the meaning of the card into her ear. Destiny approaching. An unexpected and sudden change was coming—change that could lead to good fortune.

It was the card of fate and karma returned. It meant that she needed to be prepared—to expect the unexpected.
 Morrigan knew the cards were telling her something was going to happen—and soon. Her destiny, whatever it was, was about to be realized. Even if it did bring with it fortune of some kind, it still scared her to death. So much so, she considered packing up the cards right then and there. Her rational mind had every intention of doing just that. The problem was, her hands didn’t get the message her brain was sending them. Before she knew what she was doing, she had already flipped over the second card.
“The Empress,” she whispered. She exhaled deeply. “My mother.”

It was the only interpretation
 imaginable. Even as she said it, the pregnant woman, crowned with stars and adorned in a gown decorated with pomegranates, turned to her and smiled. No longer the vague featureless stranger that was there just a moment ago, but the same woman she had sketched earlier that day—a face that mirrored her own. It
was an older version of herself, which she saw in the reflection in the nearby full length mirror, had turned chalk white.

The Empress was a symbol of maternal power—of a strong feminine
 influence. But could it mean…did she even dare to hope that her mother was returning? She had never allowed herself to consider such a possibility. To dwell on something so unlikely would have been too painful. But now, with just the flip of a card, she found herself daring to dream it might be so. There was only one way to find out for sure. She had to keep going with the reading.

“Six of Cups.”
The third card in the spreadrepresented her past, and even her immediate present. The six of cups specifically symbolized childhood, and she was, technically, still a child. But
she had a feeling that her childhood was about to end quite abruptly. The cups in the picture were lined up across a high, stone wall, each cup holding the memories of her past.

Her past. It was nothing but a childhood filled with longing—longings
 which were perhaps about to be fulfilled. She visualized herself taking each cup down from the wall, and pouring the troubling memories away. It was time to start fresh. A new world was about to open up for her. She had known it as soon as she had seen the image of her mother’s face. But what would that world be like? What was waiting for her in the future?

Morrigan turned over the fourth
 card.
“The Knight of Wands.”

The man on the horse carrying the staff
 had her baffled. Not because she didn’t know its normal meaning, but because as she stared at the card, it began to take on the physical attributes of the knight in her drawings. He had the same long dreadlocks, the same bewitching stare, even the same cocky smile. It was not at all the blank face that was nearly worn away from time that should been staring back at her. Yet, the familiarity did not cancel out the meaning of the card. The knight of wands was representative of a dark man filled with a kind of honey-tongued charm. He was also fiery and arrogant, a man with a definite possibility of a dark side. If the knight of wands was coming into her life, she knew she needed to proceed with caution.

She thought she was done with the fourth
 card, and was preparing to move on to the next, when once again, she found she had lost control of her own body. This time, her hands refused to move, while her eyes forced their way back to the knight in the card. She watched as the long haired stranger began to move forward—wondering over various landscapes—some high mountains, some meadows and fields ripe for the harvest. He kept looking back over his shoulder, as though he were speaking to someone. He was on a journey, and he wasn’t alone. Morrigan didn’t need to see his companion to know who it must be.

So, her journey would soon begin, and she wouldn’t be traveling alone.
 She would have a guide. Whether or not that would be a good thing was another question best left to the cards to answer. However, the next card told her nothing she didn’t already know.
“The Moon,” she said. “Caution.”

It was a scary card. It warned of tricks
 and illusions. The two howling wolves that stood under the moon looked back at her menacingly, growling, showing their pointed fangs in a snarl.  For the first time since she began the reading, Danu and Dagda made their presence known by lifting their heads and hissing threateningly in the direction of the beasts.

Even the cats sensed it. The journey she
 was about to embark on wouldn’t be all fun and family reunions. There would be obstacles and deceit, most likely from people she though could be trusted. The moon was a sign that danger was certainly awaiting her. In was an ominous omen.
“Shhhh.”

She hushed the still hissing cats, and gave them each a gentle stroke to
 try to settle them down, though she was far from settled herself. Again she felt the urge to stop the spread. Her instincts were telling her that no good was going to come out of this reading. That she was only going to scare herself.
She should never have done it in the first place. When would she learn that sometimes it was best to just let life play out without interference or prophetic warnings? Then again, she knew that to be forewarned might be her only advantage. So with more bravery than she felt, Morrigan flipped over the final card.
“No . . . .” she gasped when she looked down at the terrible, skeletal face.  “Oh no . . . .”

She should have known. She thought perhaps a part of her did know
 even before she glanced down at the gruesome scene—a skeleton with a scythe in a field of body parts. With the divination going in the direction it was, what else could be the final outcome?
“Death,” she whispered. “Death.”

She knew that in most cases, the death card was more a symbol of
 personal transformation than literal death. But a deeper sense of understanding told her that this time the card was meant to be taken literally. She saw only glimpses and shadows in her mind. Brief flashes of faces, some familiar, like her mother and the knight—some still strangers, like a beautiful, almost angelic blonde woman in a flowing white gown. But around them all, including herself, she saw the shadows of death. Someone would die. That was certain. Whether that person was Morrigan or someone else, neither the cards nor her sixth sense was willing to reveal.
Morrigan felt decidedly shaky as she gathered up her tarot cards. She placed them securely in the bottom of her bag just as she heard the door downstairs slam shut. The reading hadn’t made everything as crystal clear as she had hoped, but one thing was certain. She would soon be leaving on a journey—a journey that would undoubtedly end in
death.
About the Author

Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children. She loves writing in the young adult genre because it keeps her young at heart. In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the sole author of a review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to eight years.

Other Books By Laura DeLuca
Available  for $3.99 in e-book format or currently $15.73 for print copies on Amazon. The “Phantom” was a musical phenomenon that Rebecca had always found enchanting. She had no idea that her life was about to mirror the play that was her obsession. When her high school drama club chooses “Phantom” as their annual production, Rebecca finds herself in the middle of an unlikely love triangle and the target of a sadistic stalker who uses the lines from the play as their calling card.Rebecca lands the lead role of Christine, the opera diva, and like her character, she is torn between her two co-stars—Tom the surfer and basketball star who plays the lovable hero, and Justyn, the strangely appealing Goth who is more than realistic in the role of the tortured artist.Almost immediately after casting, strange things start to happen both on and off the stage. Curtains fall. Mirrors are shattered. People are hurt in true phantom style. They all seem like accidents until Rebecca receives notes and phone calls that hint at something more
sinister. Is Justyn bringing to life the twisted character of the phantom? Or in real life are the roles of the hero and the villain reversed? Rebecca doesn’t know who to trust, but she knows she’s running out of time as she gets closer and closer to opening night. Only when
the mask is stripped away, will the twenty first century phantom finally be revealed.
 DestinyAvailable for only $.99 in e-book format or $14.95 for print version on Amazon. Gabriella is a witch. The problem is, she doesn’t remember. She repressed the memories of her powers years ago when her mother was murdered. Now, the warlock who was responsible for her mother’s death has set his sights on Gabriella. He is determined to use her fear to
turn her to the dark side of magick . . . even if it kills her. Her mother’s spirit is reaching out to warn her, but even that she pushes away.Desperate to save her daughter, the spirit finds a male witch–one that just happens to be in love with Gabriella. Darron is more than willing to help but the two young witches will have way more to battle than just an evil warlock. There are overbearing jocks and petty rich girls who get tempers flaring and often set Gabrielle and Darron at odds.There is more to the story than Gabrielle and Darron could even imagine. There are terrible secrets to be revealed, battles to be waged, and lives will be lost. Only after Gabrielle and Darron both come to terms with who they really are, and open themselves up to the true meaning of magick, can they have any hope of fulfilling their destiny.

 Destiny UnveiledAvailable for only $3.99 for e-book version or $14.89 for print version on Amazon. Gabriella and Darron thought their magickal battle was over when they defeated the evil warlock, Richard. When her Aunt Donna seeks Gabriella’s help in rescuing her catatonic daughter from the Dark Coven, Gabriella discovers that her cousin holds a power within her that would be catastrophic in the hands of the evil witches. Gabriella’s coven sets out on a journey that may be their last. Along the way, they meet new allies, face devastating treachery, and battle not only the Dark Coven, but the darkness within themselves. When Gabriella finally comes face to face with the cousin she never knew existed, her true destiny is unveiled, and the fate of the mortal world is in her hands.
THE GIVEAWAY
And now for the exciting part! Three fabulous Etsy shops have created original works of art to go along with the Morrigan cover! Below you fill find the prizes they are sponsoring, as well as links to their shops in case you would like to order any of their wonderful products for yourselves.
The Whimsical Pixie offers an array of unique hand crafted items for the
altar, home and garden for practicing pagans and the whimsical at
heart. New for Spring, The Whimsical Pixie has Sabbat kits, ritual kits
and more to enhance your celebrations.
Paula from the Whimsical Pixie has created a beautiful wood burned tarot card box emblazoned with the Celtic symbol featured in the title of Morrigan. The box has special significance to the story. If you read the excerpt above, you will see that Morrigan is quite gifted with Tarot cards.   The box measures 5.25″Lx3.25″Wx2″H; retail value $26.99; tarot cards not included.
The Sisters Elemental offer natural luxury bath salts, cold process
soaps, hand and body lotions, and other spiritual & inspirational
tools to help you connect to the Universe. They hope you enjoy them as
much as they enjoy creating them! Much love and light to you and yours,
~*Earth*~, ~*Fire*~, and ~*Water*~
 Commissioned by Laura DeLuca to make something that will pull you in to
the world of Morrigan, the main character of her to-be-released book
Morrigan, we think that this combination will bring you to her world. A
mixture of Dragon’s Blood, Cypress, and Sweet Orange essential oils with
an accent of Hibiscus petals will leave you feeling blessed by the
goddess and wrapped in magick. Created by ~*Fire*~
Using seashells from the beautiful beaches in Florida, I hand painted
the Elder Futhark rune symbols on each shell. Used like regular runes,
they give guidance for almost anything imaginable. The most amazing part
about these is the connection to the ocean. They are infused with the
sea, and loving thoughts of peace and love from me, as I painted them. I
believe you’ll find these an amazing addition to your divination tools.
And maybe even feel a little more connected to the ocean and it’s life!
 Mother Earth handmade cold process soap ~ very outdoors and earthy; made
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vegan ingredients right in my own kitchen. Approximately 4.5 oz bar.
Moonwise Creationz / Crones Magical Crafts Moonwise Creationz/Crones Magical Crafts offers Jewelry Design and Fine Crafts ! Inspired
by Mother Moon and the divine feminine. Goddess Jewellery, priestess
crowns, ritual tools. altar sets, charm bracelets. Pentacles,and sacred
symbols, amulets and all things magical!

Commissioned exculsivly for Author Laura Deluca in celebration of her latest novel Morrigan.

This one of a kind jewellry set features bold and striking colors of Baby and periwinkle blues accented with pastel greens. Made with gemstones of sodalite crystals,and Tiara crystal beads and glass pearls accented with delicate silver filigree and celtic knot beads.The focal Of the necklace is a striking sodalite cabochon with a detailed silver celtic triquetra knot ,set on a filigree cameo frame.

The set comes with a matching charm bracelet, and earrings.

Retail Value of $70.00

Compliments Of Crones Magical Crafts & Moonwise Creationz

Denise Reid * Jewelry Artist

Author Laura DeLuca is also offering a signed copy of her debut novel, Destiny, a rose quartz pendant, three packs of incense, three crystal points, a clear crystal pendant, and a geode.  ARV: $50.
And finally, our two sponsoring mommy bloggers are each tossing in a $25 Gift Certificate to Amazon for a total of $50 . The total value of the complete prize package is well over $300! One lucky winner is going to walk away with all this fantastic swag!  To enter, just fill out the rafflecopter form below. Giveaway is open to the US & Canada, but please note the prize in is US dollars. The giveaway will end at 12:01 est on 9/28/12.  Winner will be selected at random and will have 48 hours to reply to the winning notification before another winner is selected.

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A super huge thank you goes out to all the wonderful sponsors as well as the bloggers and authors who helped make this giveaway possible!  We would also like to thank Paragraphic Designs for designing the beautiful cover for Morrigan!

Thanks AGAIN to Teri from Mom to Bed by Eight for letting me use her wording!

Disclosure: I received no compensation for this publication. My opinions are my own and may differ from those of your own. Author Rosa Sophia is not responsible for sponsor prize shipment.

Carrie Ann Ryan presents Dust of My Wings

Humans aren’t as alone as they choose to believe. Every human possesses a trait of supernatural that lays dormant within their genetic make-up. Centuries of diluting and breeding have allowed humans to think they are alone and untouched by magic. But what happens when something changes?

Neat freak lab tech, Lily Banner lives her life as any ordinary human. She’s dedicated to her work and loves to hang out with her friends at Dante’s Circle, their local bar. When she discovers a strange blue dust at work she meets a handsome stranger holding secrets–and maybe her heart. But after a close call with a thunderstorm, she may not be as ordinary as she thinks.

Shade Griffin is a warrior angel sent to Earth to protect the supernaturals’ secrets. One problem, he can’t stop leaving dust in odd places around town. Now he has to find every ounce of his dust and keep the presence of the supernatural a secret. But after a close encounter with a sexy lab tech and a lightning quick connection, his millennia old loyalties may shift and he could lose more than just his wings in the chaos.

Enjoy an Excerpt . . . .

“Hi.” Shade smiled and tilted his head.

“Hi,” she breathed.

“You look beautiful, Lily.” He tucked a stray hair behind her ear and she shivered.

“You do too.” She blushed again. Soon she’d be Crayola red. “I mean you look handsome.”

He traced her jaw with a calloused finger. “Thank you. Are you ready to go?”

She swallowed hard. “Uh huh.”

Okay, she really had to remember the English language. This was getting embarrassing.

“Okay then.” He trailed his hand down her arm and wrapped his palm around hers. His
warm skin felt like heaven against hers.

She shook her head, clearing her thoughts. How was she supposed to get through a whole date if she couldn’t even formulate thoughts to get out of the door?

With a nod, she gripped his hand tighter and closed the door behind her. He led her to his
bike and she smiled.

“I love it, Shade.”

He gave a huge grin. “Thanks. This is my baby. No matter where I am, I try and take her
with me.” He rubbed the leather seat and an irrational urge to knock the bike down went through her.

She would not be jealous of a motorcycle. Would not.

About the Author

Carrie Ann Ryan is a bestselling paranormal and contemporary romance author. After spending too much time behind a lab bench, she decided to dive into the romance world and find her werewolf mate–even if its just in her books. Happy endings are always near–even if you have to get over the challenges of falling in love first.

Her first book, An Alpha’s Path, is the first in her Redwood Pack series. She’s also an avid reader and lover of romance and fiction novels. She loves meeting new authors and new worlds. Any recommendations you have are appreciated. Carrie Ann lives in New England with her husband and two kittens.

Carrie Ann loves hearing from readers.

Find her on Facebook | Heartthrob Haven | Visit her blog | Website

The Hero Blog Hop: Alexis Nevid tells it like it is

Meet Alexis Nevid, private detective, and somewhat reluctant hero. Here she is, sitting at the Coral Reef Tavern, enjoying her favorite refreshment, whiskey on the rocks.

Alexis is a loner, but she has one good friend: Frank Gibson of the Witchfire Police Department. In Check Out Time, she is introduced as a somewhat mysterious woman of Native American descent, with a penchant for Cuban cigars.

She spends a lot of time in her little rented office, her feet propped up on the scratched surface of her desk, amid stacks of papers and piles of books. This is where she is introduced to readers, calmly waiting for an investigation to “fall into her lap”. When Spencer Whellaby, wealthy store owner, bursts into her office and asks for her help, she is thrown aback to discover that he wants to her to investigate a suicide.

Interestingly, I never meant for Alexis to become an important character. But I absolutely love her– she is tough, and she tells it like it is. She is reluctant to get involved in the lives of others, but she is strangely drawn to Naomi Vogler, the main character of Check Out Time, whose sad story touches Alexis’s heart.

Meet Alexis Nevid in my latest Mystery release, Check Out Time. I have a feeling she will be returning in future works. After all, although Alexis has a habit of disappearing when she wants to, she tends to reemerge when we least expect it.

Buy Check Out Time on Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Available in print and e-book

Enjoy this short excerpt of Check Out Time . . . .

When Alexis didn’t want to be noticed, she had a talent for disappearing. As the sounds of the night settled in and bats fluttered in the overhang, Alexis sunk into the bench and became a statue—a part of the shadows. When the time came, she would be ready.

No one seemed the notice the dark shadow on the corner of a bench until it began to move, straighten, and become a human being. The night crew turned collectively and saw Alexis emerge from the darkness, smooth and snake-like, much like some denizen from another world.

“Where’d you come from?” Keith asked.

“I’ve been here,” Alexis explained. “I’ve been waiting.”

“Not for this . . . I mean, you didn’t know the power was going to go out, did you?”

“You’re quick, Mr. Ryan. I had a pretty good idea something was going to happen, but I didn’t know what. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” Alexis pulled a nine-millimeter out of a holster on her belt. “I believe there’s something in there waiting for me.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’ll tell you later.” Alexis walked toward the front door.

Thank you to my dear friend Brian’s father, Michael, for taking the Halloween photo of me and immortalizing Alexis.

Who’s your favorite hero? Reply to this blog post with your name and email. You will be entered to win a digital copy of Check Out Time. Good luck!

Beginning July 27 and ending on the 31, over 100 authors and bloggers will share their favorite things about heroes. And everyone is doing a giveaway, including me!

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 100 times!

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: A fantastic Swag Pack!

Enter to win! Remember to leave a comment.

Soul Mates: Elizabeth A. Lance talks about her latest novel

Welcome, Elizabeth! I’m so glad to have you here today. Tell us about yourself– what are you into? 

I’m a dog person, I love to read, and dance. I love cheesy 80’s movies and music, and I will go for the happy ending every time. And I totally believe a positive attitude will get you far in life.

I agree with you there. We have to try to stay positive about things. (Especially us writers– we have a tendency to be our own worst critics!) What genre do you most enjoy writing?

Romance in all its forms is my favorite, be it Historical, like my Agents for the Crown, series or Young Adult Paranormal. I enjoy it all.

Wonderful! I love any type of Historical fiction, myself. Who is your favorite character in your book, and what do you like most about him or her?

My favorite character in Soul Mates: Scent is Daire. He’s loyal and a fierce fighter, but he is funny too and likes to play practical jokes.

Do you get many of your ideas from your own life, or is your work mostly fictional?

Some ideas do come from my own life. One of the scenes with Max’s little sister was actually inspired by my own sister when she was a toddler.

Intriguing– I can’t wait to read about it! What was the main inspiration behind your current novel?

Actually, I’m not quite sure. I knew after reading Twilight, (yes, I am a fan) that I wanted to write a YA book with a male lead, a character who had to grow up and made choices, and I wanted him to have a strong female lead as well, one who could be soft with him, but still hold her own in a fight.

I’ve heard Twilight is an entertaining and quick read, though I haven’t had time to read them, myself. Now, I’m curious, so I must ask: how did you get started in publishing, and what was the most difficult aspect of “breaking in” to the field?

I actually self-published first, which is fairly easy these days, and then took on the difficult aspect of networking to get my book read. I came across an amazing group of authors, and was lucky enough to find Carly Anne Wallace, who at the time was a book reviewer. I sent her my book and after reading it, she insisted (She didn’t have to twist my arm, I was extremely excited about it) that I allow her to send it to a friend of hers that was starting a publishing company. That company is Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly, owned by my fabulous publisher Sj Davis. It was a match made in heaven for me, and I cannot be thankful enough to both Carly and Sj for all they’ve done.

That’s wonderful. It just goes to show how important networking is for authors. Can you share a tip for my readers about writing or publishing? 

I do have a few tips. First, write every day. It doesn’t matter what you write, as long as you write. Study other books, see what makes them best sellers. Definitely have someone read over what you’ve written for errors before you send it off to a publisher. You could have the best story ever written, but if there are too many errors in grammar and structure, the publisher will never touch it. Work at your craft every day, and that includes networking. Get out there and meet people. And support your fellow indie authors, because they will have your back. You can get there on your own, but who are you going to celebrate with when you do?

Thanks for being here, Elizabeth, and sharing your tips and experience with readers. I look forward to reading your book, and wish you the best of luck!

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About the Author

Elizabeth A. Lance lives with her husband, Brandon, their two tweens, three
sassy cats that think they own the house and two crazy German Sheppard-
Husky mix puppies. She is the author of the Agents for the Crown Regency
series as well as the Young Adult series, Soul Mates.

Welcoming Ella Jade, author of Make Me Stay

Natural submissive Gracie Miller thought she found her other half in Cade Jameson. He helped her through a difficult time in her life. She was young and impressionable, but Cade knew her body. He tapped into her submissive side and brought her more pleasure than she could ever have imagined. They were perfect for one another.

Cade knew what he wanted in the bedroom. Gracie brought out his domineering side and ignited his passion. But he feared he was too dominant for this beautiful, naive girl, so he ended their relationship.

Two and a half years later, Gracie returns a new woman. She disappeared to the city and found a “Master” who showed her what she was truly capable of. Now she’s back and wants to show Cade exactly what kind of submissive she could be for him. Can Cade give into his desires this time?

About the Author

Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBooks industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped. Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she’s not chasing after her kids, she’s busy writing, attending PTO meetings, kickboxing and scrapbooking. She hope’s you’ll get lost in her words.

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Welcoming Tamaria Soana, author of Tropical Cougar

Disclaimer: This post is only suitable only for adults and contains erotic elements.

Will one night with an older woman change everything?

After finding the love of his life in bed with someone else, twenty-six-year-old Seth Reynolds wanted a fresh start and found it in Jamaica. Being a bartender at one of the island’s exclusive resorts has its perks . . . not the least of them being a very sexy, older woman: Sylvia Radcliff. While she’s determined to celebrate her forty-fifth birthday, Seth is equally determined to seduce the most enchanting woman he’s ever met.

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Excerpt: 

Seth woke to the smell of eggs and coffee. Sylvia had ordered them breakfast.

“Get up, sleepyhead, breakfast is here,” she said, crawling up his naked body.

“I would rather have you for breakfast, but you have a robe on.”

“I couldn’t answer the door naked, could I?”

“No, I guess not,” he whispered, reaching to tug on the belt of her robe.

“The food will get cold,” she replied as she playfully pushed him away.

Seth let out a laugh. “I don’t care. I just need a taste. I’ll make it quick; just trust me,” he said as he hovered over her. He looked into her blue eyes and smiled when she nodded, giving him all the incentive he needed. He leaned down and kissed her lips before traveling down her body. He took each nipple in his mouth and sucked hard before he pushed her legs apart, and his tongue found heaven. “Mmmm, you taste so sweet.” He moaned into her warm flesh.

About the Author

Tamaria Soana is middle aged, but just feels like her life has begun. She resides in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw has always been her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights. Growing up she always loved to write, mainly short stories and poetry. She’s married with two beautiful young girls and one very spoiled lab mix.

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Scribophile, for serious writers

Scribophile, the online writing group for serious writers

Normally I review books, but today I’m reviewing a website. And I wouldn’t be doing it were it not for the fact that I find Scribophile to be the most impressive website for writers that I’ve seen to date.

I’ve indulged in other writing websites that fell short of the ideal (way short). Most of the writing websites I come across are just places where amateurs glorify each other, and those seeking validation enjoy a pleasurable ego-stroking. All of those sites have similar “review and critique” features, where you can “critique” a piece, usually for a certain number of points. I’m an editor. Naturally, I believe in a good old-fashioned honest critique. When I tried to provide an honest critique on other writing websites, I was met with great hostility from people who claimed that I was “mean”. This was especially disturbing because I had made sure to provide things that I liked, and things that I thought could be improved upon. Yet the recipients of my reviews felt that I was being harsh because I didn’t say, “OMG I love it!”

Scribophile, on the other hand, manages to attract serious writers. As soon as I saw the website, I could tell that it was geared toward those of us seeking publication. The community seems small enough that you can’t help but run into the same people in the forums, and there are constant discussions on publishing and marketing. I absolutely love this! It is a far cry from your every day run-of-the-mill online writing community. Not only do the members appear to support each other through encouragement, but they also tell it like it is–none of this silly sugar-coating that drives me batty.

I think it has a lot to do with the fact that you aren’t readily invited to post your own writing. From the get-go, you’re encouraged to critique the writing of others. I think this is a turn off to those searching for a mere ego-stroking, as they want to be able to post their work “Now!” and get immediate feedback on how fantastic they are.

Thank you, Scribophile, for creating a writing website that I can enjoy visiting, not just for critiques on my own writing, but for the opportunity to meet like-minded individuals who are as serious as I am about my craft.