This Is My Theme Song–Sing It Loud & Proud! Believe it!
Good morning everyone. I’ve been following 52 Week Blog Challenge, sometimes I post, sometimes I don’t. It’s the renegade in me, I can’t help it. <shrugs> Today I noticed a topic – Do I have a theme song? Giving that thought, I decided if I do, it would be Rachel Platten – Fight Song. Yep, that’s me sending big waves into motion with more than a single word. Explosions, well not always on purpose, but yeah I’ll own that too!
Take back my life. It gets away from me more than I’d like to admit. Writing deadlines, family obligations, social engagement demands, and I hate to admit it I cringe at leaving my writing cave at times. It’s safe there and I don’t have to live in reality. Reality is completely over rated in my book! Which explains why I write Paranormal Romance/Suspense.
The peace and quiet of my sun room, in the company of my parrot and dog, the birds chirping outside allows me to center and take back my life on my terms. The support of my own real life hero and best friend of many, many moons, my hubby, keeps me striving to meet my goals.
Air whooshes out of me in a rush when I look at my to-do-list for the next six months. Yep that’s why I’m writing this instead of my books. Procrastination at it’s best. The list several pages long flutters to the floor and for a moment I consider leaving it there. That won’t do, so I pick the cursed things up and my real world whirls into focus. Am I in too deep? I contemplate that for a moment or two. Hell no, I’m living my dream and I’m going to grasp that brass ring and reach the top! Hear me Roar! Oops another theme song. Kate Perry <giggle>
Well enough reflections, time to get back into the battle and fight for what I want. Those damn books won’t write themselves. I hope you’ll join me in fighting for your dreams. No one said it’d be easy. Together, we’ll change the world, regardless of who believes, and we’ll do it one book at a time!
AN ANGEL.S UNINTENTIONAL ENTANGLEMENT – Where Caden goes, trouble follows until he discovers a badly beaten woman barely clinging to life. Unprepared for the entanglement she brings to his doorstep, will he move heaven and earth to save her?
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Interview Tena Stetler Author of An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement
Good Morning Everyone! I’m so excited to share my new release An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement with you. It’s the fourth book in A Demon’s Witch Series. To celebrate, I’m throwing a Facebook Party Friday, August 10th from 6-9 pm EDT. featuring several talented authors, games, prizes, giveaways and lots of fun.
You don’t want to miss it so mark your calendars. Here’s the link: https://www.facebook.com/events/234885453771841/ Hope you see you there!
Won’t you pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and I’ll tell you a little about An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement. Oh did I mention about getting Down and Dirty with USA Today Life Happily Ever After? Take a peek. You’ll enjoy it! By the way, why do you read? How do you decide on buying a book by a new to you author?
First off, I gotta tell you my process of writing books not what you’d expect. I write my scenes and chapters out of order, as well as my books in series. That’s why An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement as been on the back burner for a while. It was the second book I wrote, but discovered that other characters in the A Demon’s Witch Series need to have their stories told before An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement would see the light of day. I am so excited to release this book out into the world. Caden Silverwind and Mystic Rayne have waited a long time to have their story told. It is worth the wait, I promise.
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Now a little about An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement:
Fallen warrior angel, Caden Silverwind, lives alone in Colorado’s rugged Rockies, healing from physical wounds as well as the mental anguish suffered during battles with dark demons. Then he finds a woman barely clinging to life after a horrendous beating. He is not prepared for the entanglement she brings to his life, nor the feelings she awakens in him.
Bureau of Indian Affairs Agent, Mystic Rayne’s personal dilemma and assignment nearly gets her killed. Divine intervention is a complication she never expected and her growing attraction to Caden is undeniable. Can she trust him with her secret?
Their quest to uncover her attacker takes them from the pristine mountains in Colorado to the wilds of Wyoming. Along the way, they find answers which may place them in more danger. Determined to solve the mystery, they must also navigate their feelings and fears to find love and unite heaven and earth.
A sneak peek between the pages of An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement;
Screams of terror accompanied by mournful howls pierced the crisp night air as Caden Silverwind settled into his chair in front of the crackling campfire. Shadows from the flames danced across the dark tree trunks, curling and twisting in mesmerizing shapes. Caden had heard it all before, but tonight the usual ceremonial chants ended with menacing growls then sudden eerie silence, rather than the quiet winding down of previous nights.
Maybe he should investigate the unearthly sounds that echoed against the canyon walls, but he just couldn’t. The last battle with dark demons had nearly destroyed his body and shattered his soul. Once shimmering marble-gray wings, now hung charcoal black with his muscles barely able to bring them forth from his back to brush the air without severe pain and fatigue.
Against the advice of his superiors, he chose an indefinite sabbatical in the Colorado Rockies. Their rugged strength and majestic beauty allowed him the serenity to pick up the pieces, face his own fears, and contemplate the future, if there was one.
Perhaps I should’ve remained among the warrior angels and used the facilities above to heal physically and repair what is left of my damaged soul. He shook his head slowly taking in the bounty of nature around him. No, I made the right decision. Leaning back in his chair, he relaxed and watched the dancing flames consume the logs until glowing embers were all that remained in the fire ring.
He had no idea the events of the next day would change his life forever! You can purchase An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement at the following links.
Amazon, Amazon UK, Amazon AU, itunes, The Wild Rose Press and Barnes and Noble.
About the author:
Tena Stetler is a best-selling author of award winning paranormal romance novels. She has an over-active imagination, which led to writing her first vampire romance as a tween to the chagrin of her mother and delight of her friends.
With the Rocky Mountains outside her window, she sits at her computer surrounded by a wide array of paranormal creatures, with a Navy SEAL or two mixed in telling their tales. Her books tell stories of magical kick-ass women and mystical alpha males that dare to love them. Travel, a bit of mystery, and adventure flourish in her books. Pssst… want to know a secret? Besides crafting her paranormal romances, Tena is excited to be working on her first cozy mystery with magic spark.
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Thank you so much for letting me share with you my new release An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement, fourth book in A Demon’s Witch Series! Don’t forget to stop by my facebook party, Friday August 10th from 6-9 pm EDT for fun games, prizes, giveaways and exciting tales from a talented bunch of authors! See you there!
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T.L. Christianson Author of Crimson
Give a warm welcome to T.L. Christianson, author of Crimson, book one of the Moroi Society.
A peak inside the pages of Crimson:
Tall iron gates blocked the narrow dirt road, and I slowed to a stop. Scanning the forest to each side, I found that the fence continued out of view in both directions.
The hairs on the back of my neck began to prickle, and my inner warning made my mouth dry.
I pressed the button on the intercom and waited for a response.
“Hello?” A woman’s accented voice came over the speaker.
“Yeah, hi, this is Elizabeth Kepner. I’m the new teacher?” My voice ended on a questioning pitch.
She didn’t respond.
Turn around, leave this place.
I gulped and held my head up high. I’m a vampire; what would I be afraid of? Okay, other than silver.
The gates opened, and I followed the winding gravel driveway through the trees and into a meadow. There, across the tall grass, nestled in a wide copse of green and white aspen trees, stood a large Victorian house.
Suitcase in hand, I tried to peek through the antique glass windows that surrounded the front door – before pressing the bell.
The house was dark, so after standing there for several moments, I knocked with my free hand.
“Hello?”
Just then, a blue SUV came into sight across the meadow, tires crunching on the gravel driveway. I turned, watching it, as it circled the house and parked to the side. Striding down the steps of the ornate front porch, I followed the paving stones toward a commotion of children’s voices.
Two little tow-headed youngsters came bounding toward me. The two rascals didn’t even take a moment to ask me who I was or even look me up and down before latching onto me with hugs and exclamations.
“Hi, Elizabeth! I’m Becca. Dad says you’re from New York, and he works in New York. He also said that before that, you were from Texas. I’ve been there; Nana and Papa live there. We went to the Alamo. Have you seen the Alamo?” She continued to chatter as the siren song of her blood called to me.
I swallowed and held my breath. I can do this. I examined her and wondered if my own child would’ve been like this. Her eyes shimmered bright blue, her cheeks were red, and flaxen braids ran down her back.
Yes, she almost looks like she could be my own child.
“Yea! You’re here!” exclaimed the small boy, who held a small stuffed lamb. He managed to wrap himself around one of my legs, pulling my pants up to expose my five-inch strappy heel.
I held him away from me. “Whoa… back up for a moment. Let’s do a proper introduction,” I told him, unable to keep the smile from my lips. Besides, I needed to build up some resistance to the urges within me.
I felt my thirst, and it desired their blood.
“Alright, young man.” I bent down and held my hand out to him. “I’m Elizabeth Kepner. How do you do?”
He shook my fingers. “I’m Jack Bennett.” After he kissed the top of my hand, I raised my eyebrows. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Kepner.” At five years old, Jack spoke like an adult.
“It’s Miss Kepner, and it’s a pleasure to meet you both as well.” I turned to Rebecca. “Nice to meet you, Becca. You’re seven, aren’t you?”
I felt a shiver go down my spine before a smooth baritone voice came from behind me. “Kids, not everyone wants you to hug them.”
Turning, I saw a man who didn’t fit my definition of a stuffy old scientist. There was no way he could be older than his late twenties, with pale amber eyes and unkempt chestnut hair. He wore a baby-blue button-up shirt, jeans, and flip flops, which seemed to be the footwear of choice in this mountain town.
My attraction to him was immediate, and my voice caught in my throat. I gaped at my new employer; he was beautiful in an old-fashioned way.
His mouth turned up into a cheeky grin, and he held his hand out to me. “Hi, I’m Owen.”
“Liz,” I breathed out, barely above a whisper. As our hands touched, a small shock of electricity went through me.
I’d wanted a distraction, but Owen Bennett might be a bit more than I’d bargained for.
Years ago, I vowed that I would never get involved in a relationship again.
The last time I fell in love, I thought it would kill me.
Isn’t it beautiful?
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Interview Nancy Thorne Author of Victorian Town
Give a warm welcome to Nancy Thorne, Author of Victorian Town.
Pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and let’s find out a little about Nancy Thorne and her Victorian Town.
Pssst…. don’t miss the Rafflecopter give away at the bottom of this post!
I’ve a few questions for you. Lets start with what inspired you to write?
I’ve held a love for words since grade school: their spelling, meaning and sound. I felt at a young age that I had a better grasp of words than even some of the adults around me.
I looked forward to spelling bees and writing assignments. I honestly have no idea where the inspiration to write came from – it’s always been there. It took me many years to become a serious, full-time writer. But it was an inspiration I couldn’t avoid forever, like a scratch that would never go away.
Did you tell friends and family members you were writing a book?
It definitely took me a long time to disclose to my friends that I was writing a book. Only my family knew I’d begun to write my novel, Victorian Town. Even though I’d had quite a few short stories published before writing the book, it was an endeavor I decided to keep as secret as possible until I knew I could fully turn my dream into a reality. And there was something special about keeping it to myself for a while, like a happy secret you know you’ll reveal one day, but not quite yet. It wasn’t until I had a dinner party that I spoke of my novel, and by then I’d completed the entire first draft.
Where do your story ideas come from? If they come to you in the middle of the night, do you get up and write them all down?
Wow, I love this question. I often have my best ideas right before I fall asleep. I keep a pen and pad of paper beside my bed so I can write down these thoughts. I’ve learned that I don’t remember my pre-sleep ideas, even if they seem unforgettable at the time.
Once, I wrote an entire short story immediately after waking from a dream. I went directly from my bed to my writing room to scribble it all down before sunlight could dissolve it from my brain.
Why do you write what you write?
I believe that I write what I write, which is the Young Adult genre, because a pivotal part of me stayed behind in the past, when I was a teenager. Events of my youth remain clear and easy to recall. Even the smallest details of the emotional struggles, hurts, romance, friendships and excitement of that time remain with me, refusing to fade, So, I believe this is why is seems natural for me to write about, and for, young adults. I love revisiting the past. And with my writing, I can change the way things really did happen!
Wow I love that! Thanks for indulging me and my questions.
Now she must solve a Victorian mystery without getting herself killed, or worse, spend a lifetime trapped in the past, leaving behind everyone she loves and altering their lives forever.
me. As I struggled to think of how best to offer an explanation, he turned to
me. Gently but deliberately, he moved his hand up my arm, stopping at the nape
of my neck beneath the ribbon of the bonnet.
modest pressure of an indecisive act. A warm energy coursed through my body,
but the strangest thing was that everything felt unbelievably familiar, like it
had all been rehearsed before that moment. I held onto this profound feeling,
not wanting it to leave, until Ben removed his lips from mine.
silence felt awkward. It persisted, and I assumed Ben was already regretting
kissing me.
Street: coaches lined the front of the Royal Hotel as travelers zipped in and
out of the main entrance; horse carts delivered goods in dashes of haste; store
merchants hurried beyond their open doors; street sellers sold goods out of
baskets; helpers swept the boardwalk; ladies could be seen purchasing last
minute necessities behind the windows of each shop.
reached the front door. I peered through the window. Martha arranged
long-stemmed flowers in a vase on a table at the side of the ballroom. A young
man placed a candelabra on a table and then another on top of a piano. Ben had
already started back to the street when I turned. He waved. I waved back. Still
a chance he’ll change his mind.
button, on the ledge of the window and took off the ring.
her chin, which now rested on her knuckles. It was obvious it had taken longer
for me to return this time. It made sense to me right then that the ring held
within it a finite amount of energy with which to transport me to the past and
back home, like a battery depleting its energy with each use. And, I had no
idea how to recharge it.
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