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Feature Friday for Alex E. Carey's Fire's Love with Interview, Excerpt and Guest Post

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the awesome Alex E. Carey with her book Fire's Love, the first book in the Elemental Series.

We will have info about the book and author. Plus we have a interview with Alex, a great excerpt from the book and a guest post from her as well.

Make sure to check everything out and go and show her some love and add her books to your TBR ;) 

Happy Reading :) 

 


 

Fire's Love

 

Kira thought she was leaving her demons behind when she left for college. She quickly discovers demons are everywhere, and can be good or evil. Not only are they real, but they’re protecting her; that is, except for the ones who want her dead. Kira's parents want to reveal things about who she is, but a strange phenomenon prevents them from explaining. Before they can try again, her mother and brother die and her father disappears. Afterward, Kira finds a mysterious book in her parents‘ belongings. Although the book confuses her, it comforts her too. She's sure it holds the answers she seeks. One of Kira’s new friends, Lowell Hew, is also an earth demon named Ulric the Wolf Thief. Lowell tries to help Kira solve the mysteries involving the book, her parents, and the elements they wanted her to know. Although Lowell has a crush on Kira, he’s not looking for a relationship, or so he keeps telling himself. Meanwhile, Lowell introduces Kira to his best friend, Pyre, a fire demon with a fiery temperament and a troubled past. Pyre closed off his heart years ago, while deep inside he yearned to belong. For Pyre, learning to love again comes with tremendous risk, especially when the girl he loves is human, and his best friend has thoughts of his own. Things go well until an eerie presence threatens Kira and her new friends, and they can only speculate as to who it may be. While her friends protect her and try to uncover the enemy’s identity, Kira must adjust to the challenges of being human with demon friends. Will she bask in the warmth, or be consumed by the flames of Fire’s Love?

 

 

 

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Other books in the series 

 

Earth's Embrace (Elemental Series Book 2) by [Carey, Alex E]

 

 

Water's Reflection (Elemental Book 3) by [Carey, Alex E]

 

 

Hello Alex. Thank you for taking the time to stop in and chat with us, it is great to have you. 

 

 

 

Thank you.  It’s my pleasure.

 

 

 

What other authors are you friends with, and how do they help you become a better writer?

I’m friends with several authors who write in multiple genres.  They are a great group and many have become dear friends.  Mainly, we share each other’s work, encourage and motivate, and sometimes read for each other.

Jenny Burke writes The Dragon Dreamer series about a young dragon who makes an unlikely friend in a wise octopus named Scree.  It’s a beautiful story for all ages.  We met a couple of years ago and have been great friends since.  We bounce ideas off each other and encourage each other.

Another dear friend is Dianna Wyles.  She writes children’s books that can also be enjoyed by adults.  She is a photographer and uses her photos in her Hearts Blessings book series to complement her uplifting poetry.  She also includes a seek and find activity — find the hearts in nature.  They’re beautiful books.  I pull them out when I need some motivation.  She frequently shares my book information with others or opportunities with me.  She also helps me to stay positive and focused.

Heidi Angell is an author of paranormal/fantasy suspense, children’s books and more.  Her sons like to share bookmarks with their classmates, so I was happy to send her some along with some free books.  They fell in love with my stories and tell their friends.  Heidi has a podcast where she reveals “unboxings” when she receives mail and is an avid supporter of indie authors.

Tim Hemlin is a talented author of mysteries and a YA paranormal novel released this year, called Son of a Kitchen Witch.  He and his wife, Valerie, are very supportive of other authors and love to share our news with their readers.

I recently was fortunate to be included in an author team organized by Books Go Social.  There are eleven of us in the group and we’ve all become good friends as well.

Daccari Buchelli writes YA fantasy fiction and just released the revised edition of Phoenix, the first novel in his Peradon fantasy series.  He is so supportive of the entire group and is always offering tips and motivation for each of us.  He  came up with the idea to do an anthology of samples of some of our work called, Tales of the Fantastic.

David Gilchrist is the author of The Redemption of Wist series.  He has published three books in his series and has another releasing in September.  David is always positive and upbeat.  You can count on him for a kind word, writing tips and sharing information he knows we all want to hear, such as someone looking for a book to read and review.

Grant Leishman is a multi-genre author with several books to his credit.  He writes YA fantasy, religious humor/satire, and paranormal and romantic suspense, including his Second Coming trilogy.  He helps to keep us all motivated, is dedicated to sharing information about our books on all his social media and website, and encourages us to keep following our dreams.

Nyasia A. Maire is the author of The Heretic’s Child, a wonderful fantasy story about the Rememberers, who collect and preserve the memories of dying humans, and a menace that is killing their overseers, the Cybele.  Nyasia constantly shares information about our books, offers advice, and shares opportunities to get our books into venues, such as the Pipe & Thimble bookstore in Lomita, CA.

Caitlin Lynagh is the author of Anomaly: The Soul Prophecies with more coming in that series.  She is a biologist and a wonderful writer of YA paranormal romance.  She is sweet and kind, and always offers encouragement and praise.

Kim Ross is an author of fantasy and speculative fiction.  She’s published several short stories in a variety of publications including Novascapes, Sproutlings, and Three Drops from a Cauldron.  She is ready with a reply and humor when any of us in the group need feedback.

There are many others I haven’t mentioned here who are just as supportive.  Chris Walters, Tammy Berg, Kimberly Grell, CK Dawn, C.D. Gorri — oh gosh, I could go on.  Each of them are supportive in various ways, but all are encouraging and happy to work together to further our careers and become better writers.  We believe in supporting each other, whether by giving our opinions on a blurb or chapter, sharing writing tips, events and news, etc.  The main thing is that you have someone else who understands what you experience — whether it’s a need for motivation; dealing with writer’s block; looking for cover designers, editors, or other professionals; or commiserating over a drop in sales.  I give back to them by sharing their news, reading and proofing whenever they need an opinion on something, giving encouragement and motivation, and anything else i can do.  Together, we will succeed.

 

 

What was the best money you ever spent as a writer?

That’s a good question, and a bit of a tough one.  Like many writers, my budget struggles to stay in the black, so I do as much for free as I can.  i majored in English in college, but one of the best investments has been in publishing and marketing courses by Mark Dawson and Nick Stephenson.  They are great guys, very personable, and eagerly share advice in the course and in their Facebook communities.

Another excellent investment has been with my street team — Alex E. Carey’s Elemental Elite.  I have such a wonderful team of people who are friendly, encouraging and who go out of their way to share my book information with their friends, libraries, book clubs and more.  They keep after me, wanting to know when book #4 in my series will be published (coming soon in 2017 if all goes as planned), which motivates me to keep writing.  They get a free signed paperback copy of my first book, Fire’s love, with bookmarks and swag.  The members who are actively supportive — whether by sharing posts on social media, keeping me informed of events, supporting me at events I participate in online, and hopefully by leaving reviews, etc. — continue to receive free books and swag.  My team will also have the first opportunity to receive ARC’s and new releases.  The cost of print books and swag,  plus the shipping, has been a worthwhile investment to further my success.  Their support and encouragement is priceless!  They’ve all become very dear to me and like my extended family.

 

What is the most challenging thing about writing for you?

Time.  Always!  Balancing working my “day job”, writing, reading, family time, promotion, social media, and other activities is difficult.  I tend to get immersed when I write, and overlook reading and other things.  I will suddenly realize I haven’t checked email or Facebook messages in several days; or I’ll remember I promised to read a book for someone.  Yes, I have a huge stack of books I’ve promised to read.  Or I need to vacuum the carpet — but what’s one more day?  There are books to be written or read.

 

How do you select the names of your characters? 

I start by searching for names with certain meanings or significance in some way.  My three main characters are Kira, Pyre, and Lowell.  For Lowell, I looked up names that had “wolf” in their meaning.  Lowell means “wolf” and “beloved”, so I liked that.  The word pyre means “a heap of combustible material”.  That pretty much describes Pyre in a nutshell.  I got the name Kira from a Japanese anime show I used to watch.  I also try not to choose a name that has been used frequently. 

 

 

 

What one thing would you give up to become a better writer?

 

That’s an interesting question.  I think most everything boils down to time for me.  I’m about experiences in life.  If you want to become a better writer, you need to practice, or maybe you need to take a course.  That may involve money, but it definitely involves time.  Time you spend taking a course is time you don’t have for someone or something else.  I took dance for over twelve years, and I still enjoy it.  I stay in practice whenever I can, but unfortunately, I don’t have the time to spend on it as much as I used to.  I guess you could say that’s one thing I have given up or sacrificed to dedicate more of myself to my writing.  One thing I would not sacrifice is my family, and fortunately I don’t have to.  My mother and brother are completely supportive and work with me.  My mother helps with proofreading, editing, publishing and anything else I may need.  They both have come up with suggestions for scenes, and they always assist when I have a book signing event.  Spending time with them in collaboration makes up for anything I have sacrificed for my writing.

 

 

This was fun, again thank you so much for taking the time to chat. You rock! 

 

 

 

The last scene in Chapter 4 - Getting Answers and Proving One’s Self

 

The next afternoon, Lowell and I went to the library to study together. “I forgot one of my books in my room,” Lowell said after searching through his bag. “You can borrow mine.” “Thanks, but I need my notes too.” “I’ll go with you. We can study in your room instead.” “No, I don’t want to study there in case my roommates return. They’re loud and distracting. I’ll be right back. You don’t need to come with me.” “I can either go with you to your dorm or stay here and endure the glares from your jealous admirers. Frankly, they’re a little scary when they travel in packs.” When we reached Lowell’s room, he stood still outside the door, huffed, and rubbed his forehead. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He shook his head and set his jaw before opening the door. “How many times must I tell you not to enter my dorm when I’m not here?” Lowell asked. Pyre leaned against a wall with his arms crossed. The sight of him took my breath away, but then he spoke. “I don’t take orders.” “Why are you here?” “We’re supposed to train, remember?” “Oh, right, I forgot. Kira, I’m sorry.” “No problem. We can study another time.” “Why don’t you come with us?” Pyre made a rude face, and I raised my brows at him before responding to Lowell. “I don’t want to intrude.” “It’s no intrusion. Besides, my other friends will be there, so you can meet them.” “In that case, I’ll go.” “Good. Let me put my books away and change clothes, and then we’ll leave.” “Hn.” Pyre grunted and rolled his eyes. Lowell frowned at Pyre and left the room. Pyre stared at me intensely as though searing a line into my soul. My eyes wandered around the room, and I pretended he wasn’t there, but I failed. I tried not to meet his blue eyes or imagine how his smooth, black hair would feel if I ran my fingers through it. I mentally slapped myself to regain my senses. Why is he staring at me? I get it, he doesn’t like me. He doesn’t even know me, but still he doesn’t like me. So why must he stare at me? “Why does Lowell talk to you?” Pyre asked. “Um.” I studied the ceiling and walls, unaware how to respond. “You’re a weak and worthless human with no special abilities. Why does the Wolf Thief talk to a weak human?” He circled me once before facing off with me, eye to eye, only slightly taller than myself. “How should I know? Why don’t you ask him yourself?” “I did. He says he likes you, and you’re a good friend, but I bet you did something to him.” “You said there’s nothing special about me.” “Doesn’t mean you didn’t do something to him.” “Why are you talking to me if I’m such a weak and worthless human?” He frowned and grew quiet. Seems he doesn’t have a real reason. “I feel something strange toward you.” He examined me from head to toe. “What kind of strange feeling?” “I’m not sure, but I don’t like it.” “You’re the one who mentioned it.” “So?” He asked. “So if you don’t like it, you shouldn’t have said anything.” “You’re the one who asked why I was talking to you.” “Only because talking to someone who doesn’t like me is weird.” “Then maybe I’ll leave if it’s so weird.” He stepped toward the door. “Maybe you should.” “You want me to go.” Pyre squinted at me with suspicion. “That would be great, thank you.” “You manipulated me into saying I’d leave. I’m not going anywhere. You go.” He planted his feet and gestured toward the door. “I’m nothing special, but I manipulated you? How embarrassing for you. And I don’t take orders either.” I confronted him with my arms crossed and stomped my foot. “Hn.” He made a face at me and disappeared. Lowell entered the room in time for the door to slam shut behind Pyre and held up his hands in a silent question. “Don’t leave me alone with him again.” “What did he do?” Lowell groaned, convinced he wouldn’t like my answer. “He creeps me out, and he’s rude. Not to mention obnoxious.” Lowell laughed when I finished. “And here I thought you two would be such good friends.” His voice oozed with sarcasm. When I only raised an eyebrow at him, he said, “Let’s study since he’s gone.” A thunderous knock suddenly shook the door. Lowell opened it to reveal a furious Pyre. “Are you ready to train or not?” Pyre yelled. “Yea, I guess.” Lowell winced as he looked at me, and I nodded that I understood. “Then come on. Leave the human.” “The human doesn’t want to go after all.” I stuck out my chin and glared at him as I stomped past them and out the door. “The human isn’t allowed to go!” Pyre yelled. “The human doesn’t care.” I called back over my shoulder. “The human needs to keep her mouth shut.” I whirled to confront him again. “The demon needs to stay away from the human.” “The two freaks need to stop making a scene.” Lowell stepped between us and gestured with his head to the people gawking at us. “What’re you looking at?” I yelled. The people hurried away from us. I glanced back at Lowell, but Pyre already left. “Keep him away from me.” “I’ll do my best. We’re going to Caedmon’s apartment this weekend. If Pyre’s there, it’s not my fault. I better go with him now though.” “Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I stomped off toward my dorm ranting in my head about demons. Infuriating, obnoxious, insane, devilishly handsome demons.

 

 

 

I am often asked if there’s a message I would like to pass on to my readers. I do have some, but for this post, I want to focus on one specific issue. I write strong female characters, probably because I’m a strong female character, and I see more women who need to be strong as well. I come from a long line of strong women. Being strong doesn’t mean being rude or arrogant. To me, it means knowing who you are and what you stand for, what you’ll accept, and what you won’t. I’m also a bit shy and quiet in a crowd, which isn’t a weakness. Actually, it’s a strength and enables me to write good characters, because I’m a good listener. Teens these days are under pressure to have sex way too soon or before they’re ready. The lead female character in my book is sixteen when she begins college, and turns seventeen in October. She’s never had a boyfriend or been worried about it. Life isn’t about getting or keeping a boyfriend, regardless what your peers say. It’s about knowing who you are. When you do, you’ll know what you have to share, and you’ll find the right person. They’ll come to you naturally without any pressure or forcing it. Yes, by all means date, and if you are ready for the next level of a relationship, that’s YOUR choice, no one else’s. If the guy pushes you into it, either way, he’ll probably be gone the next day. Yea, that’s probably something your mother would say. I’m only twenty-five, not that much older than high school teens. Know what? She’s right. (To my own mother, yes, I actually said those words.) Still, I have another issue on my mind. My mother home schooled me until college, so this issue was a bit of a shock to me. When I started working, I met people younger and older, but I was used to age differences. The part I wasn’t used to was the people, most of them female, many of them younger than myself, who had an abusive relationship with a romantic partner. I couldn’t understand why a high school girl, for example, would date a guy who physically abused them. When I asked, they replied that this is how it is in the real world and you have to accept it if you want to have a boyfriend. I was horrified, not because I believed them, but because they believed it. Before I go any further, I will say that women these days are more capable of defending themselves from an attack than in the past. We are more educated as to what to do in a scary situation. The first question is, if faced with an attack by a stranger, whether we remember the training. The second question is, if the attacker is someone we have feelings for, what will we do? Additionally, it’s important to recognize that abuse happens to men in relationships too. When I started dating, my mother told me something that stuck with me. Although we had a great bond and relationship through the teen years, I probably wouldn’t have admitted it at the time. She said our lives are open books, and we are the writers. People we meet or become close to are the characters. Some of those characters will be villains who should be defeated, or left behind. Some chapters would be happy, fun, peaceful and full of hope. Others, would be sad and have some grief, pain or disappointment. Everyone makes bad choices or has regrets, but unlike the books an author writes, those bad choices can’t simply be edited out of your life’s book. Either way, the pen belongs to you. Make sure you write your book. Don’t allow someone else to do it for you. Yes, there will be some pain in life, whether it’s losing a loved one, fighting cancer, or worrying about bills, etc. Those are inevitable, unfortunately, and part of life. Allowing someone to abuse you, whether verbally or physically - I’m talking forced sex, black eyes, broken bones, hospital visits - is not meant to be part of life. Don’t accept that from anyone or for any reason. No one was born or deserves to live that way. You aren’t a whipping post. Don’t be their tool. If someone truly loves you they will build you up, grow your confidence, and they will never intentionally hurt you. It’s your book, and the characters in it are your choice. If you find yourself with someone who only wants to hurt you or make you feel inferior, kick the loser out of your book That person doesn’t belong there. I grew up with an amazing, supportive family, not that we didn’t have our own issues. I understand a lot of people don’t have that. Many people overcome whatever isn’t perfect in their lives. People from lower income families “pull themselves up by their bootstraps”, go to college and make a good life for themselves. People with disabilities of some sort go on to achieve great things in careers and life. Some people have to overcome the people closest to them putting them down or discouraging them. Whatever you have to overcome, work for it, do it, follow your dreams. Will you fail? Who knows? You’ll be able to say you went for it, and you won’t grow old and bitter because you never gave it a shot. Moreover, you will have taken control of your life and not let someone else destroy it or you. Why give someone else control over your life when theirs is a mess? Write your own book. Make it long and full of everything a life should be. Remember, no one was born to be someone else’s tool.

 

 

 

 

 

           

Alex E. Carey was born in Texas and majored in English at the University of North Carolina at Greensboro.  When she started college, she planned to be a dance teacher or an archaeologist.  Kira’s story came to her during her first semester of college.  Alex scribbled stories in between classes and ideas continued to flow for more stories and characters.  She soon realized she was meant to be a writer.  She is now the author of three published novels in the Elemental Series.  She is currently working on the fourth book in the series, as well as other short stories and novels in progress.

            Alex studied dance since the age of four.  She took classes in several dance forms and enjoyed them all, but her favorite was modern/contemporary.  She still loves dance and stays in practice when not working or writing.  She believes in tolerance and acceptance and feels strongly about equal rights for all.  She is passionate about issues involving women, children, the elderly, animals and the environment.

            Alex enjoys a variety of books and genres, but her favorites are paranormal and fantasy.  She reads a variety of authors and has many favorites including Emily Dickinson, Kim Harrison, Stephen King, Rick Riordan, Edgar Allan Poe, J. K. Rowling, and William Shakespeare.

            When not at work on her latest book, she enjoys reading, walking trails, gem mining and spending time with her family and their three dogs.

 

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Feature Friday for Angelica Kate’s Scars of Yesterday with Excerpt and Interview

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the awesome Angelica Kate and her book Scars of Yesterday.

We will have info about the book and Angelica. A great excerpt of the book and a interview with Angelica

Make sure to check everything out and go and show her some love and add the book to your TBR

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Feature Friday for Wanda Luthman's Gloria and the Unicorn with Interview

 

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the wonderful Wanda Luthman and  her children's book Gloria and the Unicorn.

We will have info about the book and author plus a great interview with Wanda . 

Make sure to check everything out and go and show her some support and her books some love and add them to your TBR ;) 

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Gloria and the Unicorn (Unicorn, #1)

 

Gloria and the Unicorn is a story that will delight you as well as pull on your heart strings as Gloria struggles with her facial disfigurement and wanting to fit in. Gloria’s mother died at birth and her father gave her to Miss Libby, the owner of a children’s home. Miss Libby loves the little girl and feels protective of her. But, it’s not until Sir Louie, the unicorn, shows up that Gloria starts to believe in herself. She has a conflict at school and never wants to go back and then she finds herself in an even worse situation; she encounters the evil Wizards of Malcadore who want to kill her. She must decide if she will face her fear of certain death to save her friend, Sir Louie, or lose him forever. Come along on Gloria’s marvelous journey with Sir Louie.

 

 

 

 

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Hello Wanda .Thank you for taking the time to stop in and chat with us, it is lovely to have you.

 

What would you say is your favorite genre to read and why?

 

My favorite genre, right now, is spiritual in nature. My Pastor wrote and published a book a few years back and out of curiosity, I purchased it. Turns out, it was a 28-day meditation guide. I learned about contemplative meditation and have been meditating almost daily ever since. I've wanted to learn all I can about meditation so I started buying books on all different types and I just love the journey it has taken me on!

 

What was the last book you read that made you cry?

It's been awhile but it's called Rescuing Sprite. It was about a sick golden retriever and we had just put down our chocolate lab. I sobbed like a big baby.

 

Tell us something about you that might surprise people.

I am the parent of 4 step-children.

 

If you could co-write a book or series with any author, dead or alive who would it be?

It would definitely be Dr. Seuss. He's my hero. I love him so much and it would be a great thrill to co-write a book with him.

 

What was the best money you ever spent as a writer?

On my book cover! She's the best and really knows how to nail what I'm wanting. I get compliments on them all the time.

 

This was fun, again thank you so much for taking the time to chat. You rock!

   

 

 
Wanda Luthman has her Masters of Arts in both Mental Health Counseling and Guidance Counseling from Rollins College located in beautiful Winter Park, Florida. She has worked as a Licensed Mental Health Counselor, Adjunct Professor, and Hospice Counselor for teens. She’s currently a Guidance Counselor at a local High School. She has self-published 4 children’s books (The Lilac Princess, A Turtle’s Magical Adventure, Gloria and the Unicorn, and Little Birdie). She belongs to the National Pen Women Organization in Cape Canaveral; the Florida’s Writers Association; Space Coast Authors; and Brevard Authors Forum. She presently resides in Brevard County Florida with her husband of 22 years and 2 dogs. Her daughter is away at college, like Little Birdie, she has left the nest. To download a free ebook, visit Wanda Luthman’s website at www.wandaluthmanwordpress.com and follow her on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/wluthman
 
 
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Feature Friday for Lily Black's Storm of Attraction with Excerpt

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the awesome Lily Black and  her book Storm of Attraction, the first book in the Willowdale series.

We will have info about the book and Lily as well as a great excerpt from the book. 

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Love is worth fighting for. Alexa Wolving has just one rule: never give a guy a second chance. That works just fine in the safe life she’s built. In the charming town of Willowdale, her day job as a librarian balances perfectly with her evening job as a black belt instructor. But when she attracts the attention of a stalker, Alexa’s carefully built world begins to crumble. Drew Cosimo knows he broke Alexa’s heart five years ago when he took his first Ranger assignment and disappeared from her life. Now that he’s out of the army, he’s moving back home to Willowdale. He’s not looking for a fight, but making peace would be easier if Alexa hadn’t told the entire town he was a money-grubbing jerk. Despite the tension between them, Drew is quick to offer his protection when a stalker forces Alexa from her home. As the stalker’s attacks escalate, Alexa and Drew are forced to face their painful past and the simmering attraction between them. They must fight to save each other before everything they care about goes up in flames.

 

 

 

 

 

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Drew shifted from one foot to the other. “There’s a cut in the tire wall, so you’ll need a new tire. It can’t be patched, and it looks like it’s—” When Alexa realized where he was going, the keys slipped from her fingers and jangled onto the porch steps. Drew reached down and picked them up. He flipped them once in his hand then met Alexa’s eyes. “Your tire’s been slashed. Do you know anyone who would do that? Anyone who might be angry or holding a grudge?” “Besides you?” Alexa smiled sweetly at the astonishment on his face then turned her back on him. Okay, so maybe that was uncalled for. Between the stalker, slashed tire, and Drew showing up, acting as if he had a place in her life, she wasn’t sure which way was up or down anymore. Something in the living room window caught her eye. Ragbag, her kitten, stood on the ledge inside the window. He was soaking wet and dripping. He meowed through the window then bent his head to lick his wet fur. His balance was off, and he wobbled before tumbling off the ledge. “Ragbag!” Alexa snatched the keys from Drew’s hand and unlocked the door in record time. Dumping the big box on the couch, she bent beside Ragbag and examined him carefully. He was even soggier than he’d looked in the window, but he appeared okay aside from that. Drew had followed her and stood in the doorway with his head cocked. “Is that running water I hear?” “Running water?” Alexa caught the sound and got up, running as fast as she could manage down the hall to the bathroom. Her two adult cats were in the bathtub, trapped underneath a laundry basket that had been flipped over to make a cage. The tap was turned on, and the water level in the tub had risen to the point that the cats were just barely keeping their heads above water. Even as she watched, Fieldgar’s head slipped beneath the surface. Snatching the basket out of the tub, Alexa tossed it aside and pulled Fieldgar free. She passed him to Drew, who crouched beside her, ready with a towel. Then she reached back for Oreo. When her black-and-white kitty was bundled in a towel, she looked around for Ragbag, who had followed them in, but Drew had already wrapped him in another towel. “I… I don’t…” Alexa stuttered to a stop. She put her face down close to Oreo’s face and worked to calm her racing heart enough so she could get words out. Falling apart wouldn’t help her cats—figuring this out would. She drew on the calm she reached for when sparring and lifted her head. “How did they get in the tub? And why was the water running?” Instead of answering, he picked Fieldgar up and rubbed him vigorously then held him out to Alexa. “He’s so limp, almost like he’s asleep. Is that normal?” She took Fieldgar and cradled him in her lap. She stroked his tiger-orange face then tickled him under the chin but got no response. “The water was cool, and cats hate water. Maybe he’s in shock?” “Maybe,” Drew answered grimly. “But I wonder if that’s all.” He stood and started searching around the edge of the tub. After a minute, he held up a squeezable tube for Alexa to examine. “What’s this?” Alexa gasped. “Their sedative! I use it when they travel.” She grabbed the tube then looked at her sleepy cats. Fieldgar was just this side of conscious, and Oreo wasn’t much better. “I don’t know how much they were given or how long they were in the water. I have to get them to the vet!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lily Black believes in true love, but is also quite sure going after it is the scariest thing we'll ever do! She explores this dynamic in her romantic suspense novels, which are set in the small imaginary town of Willowdale, where people dream big, love deeply, and kick butt if necessary. She has a black belt in Chung Do Kwan Tai Kwon Do, and has also trained in everything from judo to broadswords. She lives in North Carolina, where she works as a content editor for a small publisher, and divides her free time between the mountains and the sea with her very patient and loving husband and their teen daughter. She is also the co-creator of the Book Ninjas’ Blush-O-Meter. Readers everywhere search the Book Ninjas’ online catalog for romance, YA and chicklit novels in all genres, and find books that match their preferred blush level!

 

 

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Feature Friday for Lily Luchesi's Last Rites with Excerpt and Interview

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the wonderful Lily Luchesi with her book Last Rites, the 5th book in the Paranormal Detectives series.

We will have info about the book and author. Plus we have a interview with Lily and a great excerpt from the book. 

Make sure to check everything out and go and show her some love and add her books to your TBR  ;) 

Happy Reading :) 

 


 

 

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Power is the deadliest desire. With Leander put to rest and the Paranormal Investigative Division taken care of by the Coven Mistress, Danny and Angelica are finally ready to take some time for themselves while Angelica gets used to her new role as the Empress and they make their relationship official. When people close to Angelica are murdered by what seems to be a rogue vampire, their sabbatical is cut short in order for her to find the perp and execute him or her. But this is no ordinary vampire. When the truth is revealed and secrets come to light, it will prove to be Danny's biggest test of faith yet, and Angelica's reckoning of her past, present, and future. Most of all it will raise a single question: just what makes a monster?

 

 

 

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Hello Lily. Thank you for taking the time to stop in and chat with us, it is lovely to have you. 

 

Does writing energize or exhaust you?

Both. It really depends on the scene. If I have a really good action scene I will be bouncing off the walls. However, I have written about abuse and panic attacks, which always leave me exhausted when I’m done. I suffer from multiple forms of mental illness, so writing about the things I experience can be draining. In book four of my Paranormal Detectives Series, Right To Silence, a character is kidnapped and has severe flashbacks that leave her an anxiety-ridden mess. But I love it; the darkness is what I hope makes my characters relatable.

 

How did publishing your first book change your process of writing?

I learned a lot about editing. I learned that editing as I write decreases the amount of time I have to spend once the first draft is done to self-edit. That’s the most important thing that changed for me. I have a cleaner first draft and can eliminate an extra draft, which frees up two weeks of my time.

 

What kind of research do you do, and how long do you spend researching before beginning a book?

I am a big fan of “write what you know”. Most of my locations in my Paranormal Detectives Series I have either visited or lived in, except for England. My research could possibly make me wind up in jail one day. A lot of questions about biology related to murder, mostly.

For my upcoming release in December, Never Again, I had to do more research than ever before on WWII, Germany, Judiasm, and what life was like in the 1940s. It was fun but extremely hard to read when it came to some of the actions of the Nazis.

 

If you didn’t write, what would you do instead?   Are there any other talents you are hiding from us?

I would either be a child psychologist or a professional cook. I love psychology and I LOVE food. I have been in the kitchen since I was a toddler and cooking is something I do to relax.

Music is another love of mine, but I have little talent for it.

 

Do you read your book reviews? How do you deal with bad or good ones?

I only read reviews if the reviewer tells me to go take a look. My ARC readers, also known as my Vamplets, always send me their reviews and I love reading them. They don’t give me all five stars, which is what I love.

Occasionally I will see a not so great review, I have had people write and tell me they couldn’t finish a book, and that’s okay. No piece of art can please everyone. I’m just grateful that I have readers at all!

 

This was fun, again thank you so much for taking the time to chat. You rock!

 

 

 

 

“I have watched you for two centuries, unable to approach until your destiny had been fulfilled.” Angelica was dumbstruck. She had known much of this information, how Augustus’ line had gone back to mortality, but he had watched her? Since birth? Stalked her family until the prophecy was fulfilled? “First of all, that was quite creepy of you. Second, why did you wait? It has been three years since I was fully turned. What stayed your hand?” she asked. Drinking from his chalice, he paused. “At first, I lost you after the battle in Scotland. And when I found you again, I could not be seen by Hell’s Lieutenant. I betrayed Lucifer, by accepting his contract and then breaking it with my own immortality. Once you neutralized Leander, I knew I could come to you as I wished, without threat of attack.” That did not sound right. “So again you hid, instead of helping me fight off Hell? Leander has been dead for months. The only sign I received from you was a trail of dead mortals!” He smirked, dark eyes glinting. “You were touted as the best hunter on Earth. I just wanted to see how good you were. I had not expected you to bring me prey.” Angelica shot up from her chair. “Don’t you dare even think about touching Danny!” Emperor or not, all-powerful or not, he could easily be decapitated, and she would not let herself forget that fact. His neck was no more protected than hers. “I have my Consort, and he is being held in your little room up there. If you want any sort of allegiance with me, you will leave him alone. If you even attempt to harm one hair on his head, I will finish the job Livia failed at!” In a flash, faster than even she could perceive, she was pushed up against the wall, next to the painting of Livia. Augustus was holding his hands on either side of her head, leering down at her, eyes so deep she felt as though he could sense her every thought. He was not touching her, yet she had never felt more trapped. Her heart rate increased and she felt her breathing speed up. She was unsure if it was from fear or something else she could not bear to name. Angelica was used to being in complete control, even when facing Hell’s Lieutenant or demonic witches. The only time she ever voluntarily gave up that control was to Danny, whom she trusted implicitly. Here, with Augustus, she felt as though all her control had been shattered. She despised this feeling, but knew she was, at the moment, powerless to stop it. “The fact that you dare to threaten me shows that you are indeed my true Empress. Beautiful, strong, and stubborn.” His voice was a low growl in her ear, and she felt his breath tickling her neck, sending shivers down her spine. His thrall was incredible, and she could not believe that she could also do this with just a few words one day. His voice was silky and dark, undoing her mind there in that comfortable dungeon. She dug her nails into her palms, briefly cutting the skin, grounding her to reality. She must not allow him to glamour her, or else it would be over. “I am not yours,” she spat at him. “I never will be. I don’t give a damn who my ancestor was, that does not predispose me to be your property!” He shook his head. “Oh, my dear, you are not my property. You are my equal. My only equal on this Earth.” That dark part of her mind, the part that had always sought power, was intrigued by the thought that she was the equal of the first true vampire. The rest of her was appalled that he would consider himself equal to her. He lad left a trail of bodies in his wake for miles across Chicago, and Lord only knew how many more in all the long years he’d lived. Any vampire who had to kill for food any time after the nineteenth century was evil, plain and simple. “Do you know why I have to feed so much, so often?” His voice was low, nought but a purr. “It is because none can satisfy me for long aside from my Empress. I have just consumed two large goblets of blood. And yet you can feel, I am much colder than you are, and you have not had blood since you wakened.” He touched her gently, running icy cold fingers along her cheek, down her neck, stopping at her pulse, which quickened at his touch. He was cold, far colder than she had ever been. “That is not true,” she said, barely able to get the words out. “I am fully satisfied by Danny’s blood: one pint, twice a day.” “Liar,” his voice slithered into her ear. “You cannot take that much blood from a mortal daily. He would be dead after a week.” His fingers pressed harder into her throat, and she knew he felt the Undead blood rushing in her veins just as much as she could hear his. “You have no idea what it feels like to be truly sated. Indeed, it has been so long, I almost forgot myself.” Angelica knew what was coming, and she felt him move back, just for a second, giving her enough time to move away from his proximity. If asked, she would say she did not remember why she stayed put, except for the fact that she was genuinely curious about what was going to happen next. With one cold hand, Augustus held her head to the side and sank his fangs deep into her long neck. She felt it all in slow motion: the first initial pain of tearing flesh, the shock of her blood being drawn into another’s body, and the rush of pleasure she received from those two sensations mixed together. She gasped at the sensations, the pleasure-pain. She had never been bitten fully, just a nip here and there from perps trying to take her blood and the powers it held for their own. This was an entirely new sensation rushing in her heart and mind, her body betraying her thoughts. All she wanted was to lose herself in this feeling, but her mind grounded her to the situation, barely. She felt him chuckle against her skin before he pulled his mouth away from her neck, licking the blood that dripped down her creamy flesh. When he faced her, she saw through glazed eyes that her dark blood covered his lips, sending a jolt of heat to her stomach. Traitor, she thought viciously to her body. His hand still held her face, but it was no longer as cold as marble. It was warm, as warm as Danny was when he held her. It was hard to believe that she had done this, that her Undead blood had given life. “Nothing more invigorating than the lifeblood of your soul mate,” he said. “Do you want to know how it feels?” Yes. “No.” He laughed again. “You are not very convincing, Angelica.” He held her at the waist, and his touch was feather light, but with the promise of brute strength there in his lean frame. She knew he could kill her with a look if he wanted to. The idea terrified and thrilled her. He held his other hand up, letting her go for a second to undo the cuffs of his jacket and shirt sleeve, exposing his wrist. Evidently, he did not trust her near his throat. Smart man. “Taste and you will understand,” he said, holding his wrist close to her mouth. Blood was power. His powers lay in what ran through his veins, and he was a fool to offer even a taste of that power to the Empress. Yes, she wanted a taste, but not to feel life. She wanted to feel his power in her veins. Feeling her fangs elongate with little mental encouragement, she leaned forward and placed them over his veins, piercing the skin. She tasted his blood, warmed thanks to her, and it was like electricity and fire, and like the finest wine it sent a warmth throughout her body. However, this was not a new feeling for her. This was how Danny’s blood made her feel every day, every time she tasted him: satisfied and lively. Alive. She moved her mouth from his veins and went to speak, but before she could get a word out, his lips covered hers, mingling their blood together in one incredibly hot kiss. The feeling of tasting her own blood was somewhat uncomfortable, but she could not deny the perverse pleasure she was feeling. It was not unlike how she felt when she kissed Danny after drinking from his veins. Danny! Her mind struggled to get out of the deep thrall Augustus had her under, and she felt her vampire claws dig into his arm, tearing the fabric of his expensive clothes in the process. Growling in pain, he moved back quickly, dark eyes burning red. Just red irises, not like the black and red of a normal vampire. Angelica made a note of that, right before she noted the fact that she was most likely about to be murdered in a second. Surprising her, he simply massaged the wounds that were already healed. His blood dripped from her fingertips, deepening the red of the carpet. “Cunning, using such a physical moment to attack me. You intrigue me, Angelica,” he said, his eyes returning to normal. “You glamour me into being pliant, and yet you call me cunning? You tried to fool the Empress! I might intrigue you, but you impress me,” she replied, maintaining the outward calm and in control appearance she had always found to serve her well. To drive in her blase outer appearance, she licked his blood from her fingertips. He did not respond, and was even so bold as to turn his back on her as he pressed a button in the wall. Not a moment later, the thralled maid came to the dungeon door. “Please escort the Empress to the exit. And make sure you release her...Consort.” If it was possible, he managed to imbue that one word with dripping sarcasm. Angelica arched an eyebrow. “You are releasing us?” “A true Empress cannot also be a captive, and by releasing your little mortal plaything, I believe I can expect a bit more cooperation and camaraderie from you than if I simply drained him to a husk as I would very much like to.” He smirked. “We are not done here, Angelica.” “No, we are not,” she agreed. She turned, but he called her back. “Just one more thing, my dear: at no point since we met have I ever consciously or otherwise tried to glamour you. Indeed, if I tried, I would find myself unsuccessful. Neither of us can put the other in thrall. It is impossible. You cannot glamour your soul mate.”

 

 

 

 

Lily Luchesi is a young author/poet born in Chicago, Illinois, now residing in Los Angeles, California. Ever since she was a toddler her mother noticed her tendency for being interested in all things "dark". At two she became infatuated with vampires and ghosts, and that infatuation turned into a lifestyle. She is the award-winning author of the Paranormal Detectives Series, published by Vamptasy Publishing. She also has short stories included in the following anthologies: Death Love Lust, Naughty Bedtime Stories: In Three Words, Naughty Bedtime Stories: Four You, Lurking in the Shadows, Lurking in the Mind, Black Magic, Weirdbook #35, and Beautiful Nightmares. When she's not writing, she's going to rock concerts, getting tattooed, watching the CW, or reading manga. And drinking copious amounts of coffee.

 

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