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Feature Friday for Camilla Ochlan & Bonita Gutierrez's The Werewolf Whisperer with Interview and Excerpt

 

Today for “Feature Friday” let us welcome the wonderful Camilla Ochlan & Bonita Gutierrez with their book The Werewolf Whisperer.The first book in The Werewolf Whisperer Series. 

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

 

Make sure to check everything out and go and show them some love and add their book to your TBR ;) 

Happy Reading :) 


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Lucy Lowell, The Werewolf Whisperer, and her partner Xochitl Magaña are thrown into chaos when the Kyon Virus turns a disturbing number of Angelenos into werewolf-like creatures. As the outbreak expands to epidemic proportions, Lucy’s uncanny ability to control the creatures makes her “the silver lining in our werewolf apocalypse.” Battling their own personal demons born of family history and bad choices, the women join together in the pursuit of helping those afflicted. But all is not as it seems. Not for Lucy. Not for Xochitl. And not for a society just coming to grips with the new world order.

 

 

 

 

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

 

How do you balance making demands on the reader with taking care of the reader?

First and foremost, story is the most important thing. Everything we write has a purpose, but we also love leaving the reader little crumbs that will pay off along the way. The Werewolf Whisperer is filled with a diverse cast of characters, struggling through the chaos of a world teetering on the edge, which gives the reader a lot to sink their teeth into.

 

What’s the best way to market your books?

We are mostly interested in connecting with readers that love Urban Fantasy. So we use social media to reach our audience. Facebook and Twitter have been good for us. And we've started experimenting with Instagram now that they allow ads. We're also working on building our readership through our BEASTY BITES newsletter.

 

What are your hardest scenes to write? And what are what are the easiest to write for you?

It varies. Sometimes the thing you think will be the hardest to write comes easiest. And vice versa. For example, the choreography of a fight scene is more straightforward to plan, but then, you have to layer in the emotional consequences of the fight — and that's where things get tricky…and time consuming.

 

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

Yes, we read our book reviews. As indie author/publishers, we have to. Reviews give us insights into what the readers are feeling and thinking about our work, which we can learn from. That being said, we try to keep in mind that reviews are subjective. What one person likes, another may not. But what's important to us is the story, and we have to write the story as we see it.

How do you select the names of your characters?

Names come to us in a variety of ways. Sometimes a name has lived with us for a while. Sometimes a name suggests character. Sometimes the name comes from people in our lives. In the case of our heroines, Lucy Lowell and Xochitl Magaña, Lucy is a tribute to Lucy Lawless and Camilla's dad Lowell. And Xochitl is a unique Aztec name, which Camilla really liked for years. And Magaña is Bonita's grandmother's maiden name.

 

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

 

 

 

K-Day 24 months ago

 

Lucy Lowell tucked into the shadows behind the white cinder block wall of Xochitl's Cantina and listened. Coarse Spanglish curses pierced the night, accompanied by loud cheers and snatches of Tijuana narco-pop. Vicious barking and short, pained shrieks lacerated the seedy revelry. Through holes in the camouflage canvas stretched over the parking lot's chain- link fence, Lucy counted thirty East Los Locos gangbangers crowding around a shallow dogfight pit. Strewn around, discarded like trash, lay lumps of fur and flesh Lucy didn't have the stomach to focus on. Through the wall of men, Lucy caught a glimpse of a blue nose pit bull turning away from its opponent, a muscular pit mastiff mix. "Handle your dog, güey!" a paunchy man yelled from just outside the ring. Accompanied by loud taunts, men from each side of the pit dragged their dogs back to the scratch lines. The mastiff's handler fussed at the dog's mouth, unfanging the dog's lip from its teeth. Clearly dead tired and hurt, the blue nose pit bull started toward the line of cages against the opposite fence. "Whoa, Puta." A young man with a baseball cap turned backwards yanked the dog's collar hard, causing the pit to drop to the ground as if taking cover. From her hiding place, Lucy could see deep scratches on the pit bull's face, bite wounds bleeding on the shoulder and old burn marks seared into the fur. Lucy's stomach cramped. The dollar tacos she and her partner Gabe had devoured on their way to Echo Park threatened a hasty exit. Cabra Blanca, their favorite late night food truck, had been parked close to the raid at Montana and Alvarado. Eddie, the owner, always included extra mango guacamole with Lucy's order. Guacamole! Shouldna eaten. The dogfighting makes me sick enough. Why'd I chance it with the cabeza quesadilla on top of those goat tacos? Lucy breathed in slowly and directed her gaze from the hurt dog to the few stars blinking in the murky L.A. sky. The lights of an airplane outshone the sliver of the waning crescent moon. She could make out the distant roar of jet engines. "Bitch won't fight no more, jefe." The young man with the cap delivered a kick to the blue nose pit's side. An ugly curse cut through the tumult as a man in a formfitting white T-shirt and dark designer jeans parted the crowd. Memo Morales, cock of the walk. Nice of you to join us. Teeth clenched, Lucy drew her sidearm and looked back down the alley. Officer Gabe Torres of the LAPD Animal Cruelty Task Force quietly crouched down next to Lucy, indicating with a nod that he too had spotted "El Gallo." Her partner for five years, Gabe was as fierce an animal rights protector as Lucy had ever met. Both she and Gabe had risked both badge and incarceration many times, as they rescued dogs from backyard dogfighting with or without departmental approval. Tonight's raid was another point of contention with their ACTF lieutenant. When the confidential informant had approached Lucy and Gabe about dogfighting behind her cantina, it had been just the break they'd been looking for. These East Los Locos had been brokering dogfights for years, but their slippery leader Memo Morales, a.k.a. "El Gallo,"always managed to ensconce the events with aggravating efficiency. Distressingly the CI, Xochitl Magaña, had given Lucy and Gabe much more than they'd hoped for. El Gallo and his Los Locos were running guns. The dogfights, while generating tens of thousands of dollars on their own, were a mere front. Lucy and Gabe's supervisor Lieutenant Heckman had turned their information over to her superior, Captain Burch. Burch had taken the lead on the raid, called in SWAT and only allowed the ACTF along as a courtesy after Lucy had begged to be involved. Lucy and Gabe had been virtually cut out of the planning despite their relentless pursuit of the East Los Locos dogfighting ring. "Get rid of it, Tuti!" El Gallo spat, prompting Lucy to inch forward. She could see El Gallo throw a fistful of cash at another man and stalk into the cantina through the backdoor. The gangbangers laughed and joked as more money changed hands. Pushing the baseball-capped banger away, the man named Tuti threw a chain around the bloodied pit bull's neck and dragged her clear of the wall of men. The exhausted dog cowered from Tuti as he tightened the chain around her neck. Small whimpers reached Lucy's ears. "Just shoot it." A thin teenage boy in baggy jeans and an oversized white T-shirt approached Tuti with what looked like a Hi-Power Browning 9mm. Nice gun. A detached part of Lucy's brain noted the semi-automatic. "¡Cállate, Flaco! Let's have some fun." Tuti yanked the chain, smashing the pit's chin into the asphalt. The sharp yowl caught the attention of the other attending Locos who turned to watch Tuti's show. Gabe's hand settled on Lucy's arm and held tight. She would have bruises in the morning. "Wait," he hissed. Lucy tilted her head to look directly into her partner's dark brown eyes. In a split second a struggle resolved between them. Burch's words, "You two hotheads are on thin ice," echoed in her memory. She knew Gabe remembered it too. "X the bitch, Tuti!" Drunken hysteria pitched the Locos' voices higher. "¡Fuego! ¡Fuego! ¡Fuego!" Her eyes still locked on Gabe, Lucy knew what was happening in the parking lot. Having investigated the sad aftermath of the East Los Locos games, she knew what inevitably came next. Slowly she nodded her head, and Gabe released his grip. It wasn't the plan. It wasn't even smart. Lucy rose to her full height. Her Beretta clutched firmly, Lucy shot a quick smile to Gabe. Easily on the taller side of six feet, muscled like a professional bodybuilder, Gabe Torres looked scary as hell. Glad you're on my side, good buddy. Lucy felt calm wash down from her head to her toes. This was what she was made for. * Xochitl Magaña paced nervously behind the bar of her cantina, anxiously waiting for the cops to arrive. ¡Santa Maria, reza por mí! Turning in her gangbanger boyfriend Memo was dangerous at best. I'm gonna be in deep shit if this doesn't go down right...And Miguel, Memo'll... "No," Xochitl hissed, squashing the sprouting thought before it could ripen. "This'll work." She snatched a towel from its hook and began wiping down the individual liquor bottles that lined the shelves behind the bar. El Gallo's done. Memo Morales preferred the moniker "El Gallo" and fancied himself Tony Montana. ¡Híjole! What's with vatos and Scarface? And like an over-glorified, self-obsessed crime lord, El Gallo had exploited his relationship with Xochi, using her bar as his headquarters — his command center for the gang's illegal operation. And I let him. But El Gallo gave her protection — something Xochitl desperately needed after her papa had died. And she had to admit, just as Memo liked having the only fair- skinned, light-eyed, natural blond ruca in the neighborhood, she'd initially liked the attention he'd given her. It had been hard growing up a "güera" in the barrio — a place, despite being Mexicana, Xochitl had never felt she truly belonged. School had been her refuge, and she'd even won an academic scholarship to UCLA. I was so close to getting out. Then everything changed. Her father had a stroke. His health rapidly deteriorated. She dropped all her classes. Moved back home. Took over the bar. Took over care of Miguel. Back in the hood, back in the life — with Memo. But Memo went too far. Gun running. There was no way Xochitl could live with herself knowing she had let this thug take over the business her papa had worked so hard to build. God, what would Papa think of me now? I just wanted to keep the bar going and Miguel safe. Xochitl hated all of it: the dogfights, the guns, the East Los Locos — Memo. She shook off the flutter of nerves vibrating up and down her spine and noticed she'd been wiping off the same fifth of tequila. As she carefully placed the Cuervo Gold in its proper slot between the Don Julio and Patrón bottles, she caught the reflection of her cantina in the mirrored glass that backed the liquor racks lining the wall. Wood and leather tables filled the space. A '50s style jukebox, her papa's pride and joy, played only vinyl from the '60s and '70s. "Mija, there's no other music." He would tell her whenever she'd begged him to update the playlist. Various paintings of matadors and bullfights attempted to lend a Spanish flavor to the rugged bar. Xochitl's Cantina had been Xochi's home since she was six when her father, Carlos, had left the Marine Corps, following her mother's death. And in its heyday, her papa's bar had been the favorite local hangout. The barrio Cheers. By the time she was eleven, Xochitl had a stepmother she couldn't stand and a new baby brother she adored. ¡Híjole! In one shot, Anita went from barfly to mother. What was Papa thinking? But Xochitl remembered how sad and lonely her papa had been after her mom had died. He was honorable and would never have considered not marrying the mother of his child. Carlos Magaña was the finest man Xochi had ever known. Biting back tears, Xochitl clenched her eyes. Her papa's warm and inviting spirit echoed within every element of the cantina. I miss you Papa. For what seemed like the millionth time, Xochi looked up to the neon DOS EQUIS clock hanging over the bar. 2:37 A.M.? They're late. The fights'll be over and Memo'll leave soon. He's gonna wonder why I'm still here and not waiting for him upstairs. "Where the hell are they?" she mumbled. "Where the hell's who?" Memo Morales asked. Startled, Xochitl whipped around, knocking over several liquor bottles. She barely registered the clamoring rattle of glass hitting glass as Memo, who had come in from the back without her noticing, stood behind her. Shit! Despite the frozen crush of heart-stomping anxiety, Xochi couldn't help admire Memo's movie star looks and how his white T-shirt and jeans emphasized his strong, lean build. His big, hazel eyes always took her breath away. Tonight was no different. Still the best-looking guy in the neighborhood. "Who's late?" Memo asked again, grabbing a beer from the cooler under the bar. "Huh, what?...Uh...no one. I mean, Miguel. He's late." Memo wrapped his arms around Xochi and tugged at her rose embroidered peasant blouse. "¡Ay, mamí! Let the boy be. He's almost eighteen. A man." He began kissing her neck. "Why don't you go upstairs, put on that sexy slip thing I got you? I'm all wound up. You can help me relax." Wrinkling her nose at the smell of stale beer and dog, Xochi shrugged Memo off her. "What do you know about it? He's not one of your boys." Xochitl knew she shouldn't be flippant with Memo. He had a short temper and could be aggressive with her when he didn't get his way. But she couldn't help herself when it came to her little brother Miguel. She hated it when Memo thought he had any say in how Miguel was raised. She wanted to yell in Memo's face, "Stay away cabrón! He's mine!" Instead she whispered, "I'm tired." Xochitl walked around to the front of the counter, trying to put distance between herself and Memo. She could see in his eyes he was losing his patience. Where's la chota already? Undeterred, Memo closed the gap between them and grabbed her arm, yanking her to him. "I said go upstairs and get in that pinche slip, bitch." Xochitl pulled her arm back and without thinking threw a right hook to his jaw. Instantly, she felt pain shoot from her fist straight up her arm. "¡Ay carajo!" Shaking out the sting from her hand, Xochi looked up and saw Memo stunned, holding the left side of his face. Oh, fuck! What did I do? Instinctively, she began backing up toward the bar's front door to make her escape. As she turned from Memo, Xochi heard a menacing laugh and the distinctive clicking sound of a gun being cocked. "Not bad for a little güera bitch. Daddy teach you that?" Xochitl grabbed for the door. "Don't you fucking move, puta." Naked fear blasted through Xochitl's body, leaving her feet bolted to the floor. She had nowhere to go. If she moved, Memo would shoot her. He's gonna shoot you anyway. Taking a chance, she slowly turned back to face Memo. He stood at close range, his gun pointed at her chest. Oh, God. Xochi raised her hands in the air. "Please, Memo," she tried to placate him. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean—" "¡Cállate!" Memo growled, pacing back and forth in front of her like a wild beast about to pounce on his prey. An odd bubble of calm enveloped Xochi, and — as if locked in stasis, she stood immobile, waiting, contemplating her next move. "You think you can do this to me and not pay, bitch? I'm El Gallo!" Xochitl stole a glance at the bar. Behind the counter. Papa's shotgun. If I'm quick enough... "I run this—" Memo raged on only to suddenly cut himself off. Xochitl brought her attention back to El Gallo. He stared past her at the frosted glass window. She slowly craned her neck to follow his line of sight. A shadow moved swiftly by the front of the bar. ¡Híjole! About damn time! She turned back to Memo. His eyes again fixed on her. Xochitl could see by the amazed and — hurt? — look on his face that he'd puzzled out she had betrayed him. Why Memo hadn't made a move on her yet she didn't understand. She wasn't about to ask. Keeping him in her sights, she began inching her way to the bar. Xochitl had almost reached the end of the counter when Manny, a fourteen-year- old boy, one of Memo's lookouts, sprinted into the cantina from the kitchen. "¡Jefe! ¡La chota! ¡Afuera!" Memo regained his senses. "¿Dónde?" "Everywhere. I came from the dumpsters out back," the boy answered. ¡Carajo! The cops didn't find the kitchen entrance! The side alley door was hidden by the dumpster enclosure. Xochitl's produce vendors constantly complained about the difficult access. If I get out of this alive, I'm gonna move those pinche dumpsters. "Did anyone see you?" El Gallo asked the boy as he moved toward the kitchen and peeked through the swinging door. "No, Jefe," the boy replied, pulling out a 9mm handgun stuffed in his pants like a gangster out of a movie he'd probably watched a million times. "The cops will find the kitchen door soon." Memo stepped back into the bar. Xochitl eyed El Gallo, as he searched the room for another way out, revulsion churning her guts. How did I ever get mixed up with this monster? What am I gonna do if he gets away? Memo glanced down the hall toward the restrooms. His mouth turned up into a sly grin, and Xochi knew he had figured out his escape. ¡Hijo de puta! Where's pinche Xena warrior cop? Unsure, Manny took a tentative step closer to El Gallo. Memo put up his hand, halting the boy. "Stay here, homes. Pinche cops can't touch you." The gang leader beat his chest with his fist and shouted in salute, "¡Órale! East Los!" "East Los!" The dutiful boy soldier mimicked. Some day this kid's gonna get himself killed by these pendejos. That will not be my Miguel. El Gallo turned back to Xochitl, "I'll deal with you later." Then he ran down the hall toward the women's restroom. Xochi stood next to the bar, staring after Memo. There was nothing she could do now except hope the cops would nab him crawling out the bathroom window. She looked over to Manny, who appeared lost now that his leader had ditched him. Poor kid. Doesn't even know Memo could give a shit what happens to him. Shouting and gunfire blasted from the back lot. Officer Lowell. Xochi darted behind the bar, grabbed the Smith & Wesson 12 gauge, checked it was loaded and readied herself. Looking up, she watched Manny cock his gun. "Wait," she hissed. Manny smiled at her and ran for the back exit. "Shit!" Xochitl, shotgun in hand, took off after the boy. * "LAPD!" Gabe shouted as he and Lucy burst from the shadows. Tuti, tilting a red plastic gas can, hunched over the injured pit bull. "Down on the ground!" Gabe followed up. Tuti froze. An incredulous roar rose from the surprised Locos as Lucy rammed her full force into Tuti, taking him down and knocking the gas can from his hands. She jumped to her feet and buried her boot in Tuti's midsection. He gasped and curled in on himself. The crowd of Locos reacted with indecent speed, scrambling down the alley, climbing fences, grabbing dogs and cash as they fled. A few took in the fact that all that was threatening them were two cops — alone, and one of them was a woman. Like pack predators they closed in, toothy smiles flashing in the glow of the streetlights. The back door of the bar flew open. A skinny teenage boy wildly waving a handgun ran toward Gabe in a straight line. "Manny! No!" A screech Lucy barely recognized as belonging to Xochitl Magaña rang out from inside the hallway. Gabe clotheslined Manny effortlessly and sent his gun flying through the air. Hitting the ground it went off, prompting other frenzied Los Locos to fire blindly in return. The sound of feet running from both sides of the alley, the whirring sound of helicopter blades overhead, the sudden warning shouts of police and ACTF overlapped with the howling and barking of dogs and hollers from Los Locos escaping over the fence. Bodies in flight and pursuit, knocked over cages, men crashing or being thrown into the chain-link — the chaos all around made Lucy feel a weird calm. She noticed Flaco holding up his phone, filming the entire scene, turning his narco-pop to full blast while tears flowed freely down his scrunched up face. Freak. Near her, Gabe scooped up the injured pit bull and bolted towards the safety of the door propped open by Xochitl Magaña. "You idiots weren't supposed to grab the dog!" Xochitl sounded furious. Men came at him from all sides, shouting and flailing. Gabe barreled through them as if they were nothing. Screeching, Flaco raised his Browning to take aim at Gabe's back. Lucy clocked the boy in the face with her Beretta. He went straight to the ground. "You fucking weasel!" she spat and bent down to scoop up his gun. Someone grabbed her from behind, but she twisted out of the way, losing her grip on Flaco's 9mm. There was nowhere to go now but to follow Gabe and the pit bull through the open back entrance to Xochitl's Cantina. Lucy sprinted ahead, tripped over the stoop and gracelessly crashed onto the cantina floor, cutting her hands and bruising her pride. Crap! A shot rang out, and for a moment everything seemed to slow down. Lucy saw Gabe, who'd been in front of her and was already in the room, go to his knees on the blue linoleum. He bent forward unnaturally, releasing the pit bull who scrambled under a wooden table. Lucy lurched forward on the floor to half push and half drag Gabe out of range of the shots that were continuing through the backdoor. From behind the bar, Lucy heard Xochitl scream, "Stop shooting, you assholes!" The gunfire stopped. "Lucy." The deep rumble of Gabe's voice took her complete focus. Something was very wrong. Gabe's face had turned pasty white and glistened with sweat. Lucy locked onto Gabe's eyes — normally deep chocolate brown, they now glowed a mesmerizing amber. Before she could react, five Locos burst into the room, shouting and waving their guns. Gabe sprang up, knocking Lucy on her back, and crashed into the Locos with breathtaking force and speed. Gabe's already large frame now appeared monstrous, the muscles of his back and arms bulging and pulsing, his bones lengthening and cracking. Clean-shaven a moment ago, his face looked dirty with dark stubble. His hair, always cut high and tight — a remnant of his time in the service, now brushed his shoulders and rolled down his back like a messy lion's mane. Gabe roared like an animal in agony and ripped through one of the men's throats with the startling long, curved claws of his bare hand. He grabbed a gangbanger with the other hand, dangling the man off the floor and shaking him by the face like a rag doll. Lucy started to black out as what felt like a massive shockwave rocked through her body. She fought to keep her eyes open. The small coherent part of her brain observed that Gabe's Kevlar vest had a small rip in the back. Even if the vest had stopped a bullet from going through, it couldn't have saved his ribs from being broken. Yet Gabe moved unencumbered, with the power of ten men. She fixated on the shaggy black layer of fur that covered her partner's head and arms. Just then he turned in profile; large pointed, fur-covered ears swiveled back like those of an aggressive dog. Razor-sharp teeth flashed in a tapered lupine jaw, and he bit down on the last gangbanger. My partner's a werewolf? Lucy convulsed as hysteria shot through her like an electric shock. "SWAT! Drop your weapons! Nobody move!" At that moment, the SWAT team burst through the front door of the cantina. Gabe spun on the armed men, ready to attack. "No, Gabe! Stop!" Lucy screamed the command, instinct trumping fear. Gabe hesitated and looked at her with curiosity. Holy shit! He's listening to me. "SWAT! Get on the floor!" an officer roared as the team closed in. "LAPD. Don't shoot," Lucy yelled out and lurched ahead to put her body between Gabe and the SWAT officers. "Don't shoot. Don't shoot. Don't shoot." Lucy's voice gave out. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to squeeze sound from her throat, but her vocal chords wouldn't obey anymore and violent coughs shook her. She felt Gabe's hot breath on her neck and turned to face him, slowly and deliberately. "Down, Gabe." She pointed to the floor. "Down." For a split second, everyone in the room stood still and watched Gabe. The massive man swayed briefly and then dropped to the floor like a puppet that had had its strings cut. "Officer down. Code 33. Echo Park. North Alvarado and Clinton. Officer down. Start me additional units and medical. Code 3. Officer shot. Approach from northwest." "On their way." Lucy heard the shouting but didn't comprehend the words. She crouched down beside her partner, holding him tight as convulsions wracked his body. She saw blood drip to the floor. Gabe had been hit despite the Kevlar. "Don't die. Don't die. You can't die." Lucy's words ran together in an incessant chant. She was lost in his pain, unable to focus, oblivious to the pandemonium all around her.

 

 

 

 

Camilla Ochlan

 

Camilla Ochlan Separate of The Werewolf Whisperer series, Camilla has written The Seventh Lane, a mythpunk fantasy short, and the YA fantasy series Of Cats And Dragons (with Carol E. Leever). In collaboration with her husband, Camilla has written and produced a number of short films, including the suburban ghost story Dog Breath and the recent 20/ 20 Hindsight. A dog mom and cat servant, Camilla shares the house with three sweet rescue dogs and a rascally Abyssinian cat.

 

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Bonita Gutierrez

 

Bonita Gutierrez

Bonita found her way to the stage at the early age of five. After college, she moved to Los Angeles to get into "The Biz." Over the years, she's played many roles from actor to producer, screenwriter to filmmaker — and now novelist. A mixed martial artist, Bonita has a background in Jeet Kune Do Kung Fu (Bruce Lee's art), Kenpo Karate MMA and Kali Escrima (stick and knife fighting). An avid runner, student of film and lover of music, Bonita is a self-proclaimed hamburger connoisseur with a passion for all things Star Wars and Buffy.

 

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text 2017-10-11 15:25
Interview: Katherine Garbera (Dance with the Devil) ~ Giveaway

 

Hello and Welcome All!

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Katherine Garbera, Author of Dance with the Devil.

 

How did you come up with the idea for this story?

 

The idea for the story came from watching season 2 of Daredevil on Netflix.  There is this character…the Punisher who has lost everything and he was so raw and angsty, I thought I’d like to write a character like that.  Which kind of got me thinking about violence and how my hero would be born and raised in violence.  Like violence soothes him, it’s what he’s good at it, it’s what he expects life to dish out to him and so when he falls in love with the heroine he can’t believe it.

 

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing? 

 

I love writing.  The biggest challenge for me is finding time to write all the ideas that I have.  I try to write everyday (well Monday-Friday) and when I can’t I’m cranky and not good company.  So I sit down and open up Word and just write and that usually puts me in a better mood.

 

What are your current projects?  

 

Currently I’m working on book three in the Gods of War series. I also have book three in my Candied Apple Café series out in November. And I’m continuing my Wild Caruthers series for Harlequin Desire.

 

Does music play any type of role in your writing? 

 

I started writing when I was a receptionist and so wrote bits of my novel while answering the phone.  So music is always a huge part of my writing. I can’t write if the house is too quiet.  I do find that I can’t listen to new music while I’m trying to get new pages down. Sometimes if the music or lyrics are too catchy I stop writing to listen to it.

 

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

 

I’m working on a book right now called Once Upon A Texas Christmas.  It’s set in  the fictional town of Whiskey River, Texas and has a matchmaking ghost.  The thing I love most about this series is I’m collaborating with three of my good friends on it.

 

How can readers discover more about you and your work?

 

You can visit me on the web at www.katherinegarbera.com or follow me on Facebook www.facebook.com/katherinegarberaauthor or Instagram https://www.instagram.com/katherinegarbera/

 

Do you have a special time to write? How is your day structured writing-wise?

 

I have always had to make money from writing since I was working before I got published and so I treated writing like a job—the most awesome job in the world! So I work every Monday – Friday.  When my kids were little I wrote after I took them to school and when they were infants after I put them to bed (I had a strict 7pm bedtime for them).  But now that they are grown I usually start writing at 8 a.m.  I write in sprints of 10-15 minutes where I try to get 500 words down on the page.  And then I take a 10-15 minute break where I either get up and walk around, dance to songs from Time To Dance playlist or play a computer game usually backgammon against the computer. Then I repeat this pattern until I’ve finished a chapter usually around 3000 words. I tend to finish up around 1.  And then I take the rest of the day for social media or shopping or crafts (I love making cards and art journaling) or playing with my dog!

 

When and why did you begin writing?

 

I started writing in 1992 when my daughter was six months old.  At the time her father had a job he loved and I had a job that I really didn’t like and when I looked at my baby I thought I don’t want her growing up in a house where men get to do something they love and women have to just do whatever brings home the bacon.  So I asked myself what I loved and there were two things being a mom and reading.  And I had been starting and not finishing writing projects for several years (since I was 21, I was 23 at the time) and I decided that I would finish everything I started since I always didn’t want my daughter to be a quitter and that I would try writing.

 

When did you first consider yourself a writer?

When my first book was published.

 

Tell us something that people would be surprised you know how to do?

 

I am a third degree red belt in Tae Kwon Do.

 

Will you write more about these characters?

 

Yes! Books two and three are coming soon.

 

Thank you Katherine for taking a moment to speak with us today! 

 

 

Dance with the Devil
 

Katherine Garbera
A Gods of War Novel
Oct. 10, 2017

 

Blurb:

 

Kaylee Thomas escaped from Madrid, taking secrets with her that could get her killed. As an cyber operative for Grimaldi Global, Kaylee’s single-minded focus is on tracking down criminals who use the internet to hide their identity. A survivor of cyber bullying, she uses her skills to ensure that no one can hide on the internet.

 

Mick O’Halloran is a covert ops agent for Grimaldi Global and leader of the Ares team. Saving lives and protecting others is a way of life for him. But babysitting a computer geek sounds like a job better left for the boys back in the office until he meets Kaylee. Sparks fly between them as he takes her into protective custody until the facts she’s uncovered can be verified.

 

But some secrets can’t stay hidden and when an assassin comes calling Mick and Kaylee go on the hunt for the mole inside their group. It’ll take every bit of her computer savvy and his lethal skills to keep them alive. Releasing the information that Kaylee has uncovered threatens to burn the world down around them.

 

 

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USA Today bestselling author Katherine Garbera is a two-time Maggie winner who has written more than 90 books since making her first sale to Harlequin (Silhouette) Desire.  Katherine is known for her sexy heroes, feisty heroines and sensual stories.  A Florida native who grew up to travel the globe, Katherine now makes her home in the Midlands of the UK with her husband, two children and a very spoiled miniature dachshund.

 

Fast Facts:

 

Over 90 published novels

 

Over 3 Million books in print in over 20 languages

 

USA Today Best-Seller

 

Two-time Maggie Award Winner

 

Three-time Romantic Times nominee

 

Featured in COSMO magazine (Red-hot read)

 

Featured in REDBOOK  magazine (Women Under 30 who do it all)

 

Featured on Time’s Square jumbotron

 

Five Facts about Katherine: 

 

1. Katherine is a USA Today bestselling author with more with other 3 million books in print in over 25 countries.

 

2. Katherine has been featured in national magazines such as COSMO (red-hot read 2010) and REDBOOK (Women Under 30 Who Do It All, 1998).

 

3. Katherine’s books have garnered numerous awards and nominations including two prestiguous Maggie Awards.

 

4. Katherine worked at Walt Disney World in Orlando, FL as a VIP tour guide and production page on The New Mickey Mouse Club keeping Britney, Christina, Justin and Ryan from being pestered by teenagers.

 

5. Katherine is a native Floridian who currently lives in the UK.

 

 

Website – Newsletter – Blog – Goodreads – Amazon – Facebook – Twitter – Pinterest – Bookbub

 

 

Katherine Garbera has graciously offered up a digital copy of Dance With The Devil to one lucky winner of Angel’s Guilty Pleasures (INT)

 

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Interview with Christine Cutajar Artist of Art of 4 Elements
Art of 4 Elements - Nataša Pantović Nuit

Art of 4 Elements: Discover Alchemy through Poetry (Alchemy of Love Mindfulness Training Book #1)

The Art of 4 Elements is a Spiritual Poetry and Art  published by Artof4elements.

Art of 4 elements spiritual poem by Natasa Pantovic Nuit about Spiritual Evolution

The poetry, written by Nuit, acted as an inspiration for the work of other artists. The  represents the element of Earth, that is the Mother of all we know and experience, that within its womb carries Spirit going forth into the magic of manifestation. Jason's paintings represent the element of Air, that has no shape and is incapable of a fixed form. It is a symbol of thoughts. Christine's element is Fire that is boundless and invisible, and is a parching heat that consumes all. Within its highest manifestation Fire becomes Divine Love. Jeni's element is Water that carries within: a Rhythm of Creation, and a strength of Tantric flow. Water symbolizes the world of emotions.

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Interview: Co-Authors Cheri Schmidt & Tristan Hunt (Other Worlds Anthology) ~ Giveaway/Excerpt

 

Hello and Welcome All!

 

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Cheri Schmidt and Tristan Hunt, co-authors of The Little Witch and the Big, Bad Werewolf, which is part of the Other Worlds Collection.

 

Hi Cheri and Tristan, thank you for agreeing to this interview.

 

 

How did you choose the genre you write in?

 

Cheri Schmidt: The story chose me, no choice in the matter. I read more of the fantasy genre so I suppose it was only natural for fantasies to come out of me. Fateful, my first book, was based on The Frog Prince…except the ‘frog’ is a Vampire. Fell right into paranormal romance. 

 

When not writing what do you like to do for relaxing or fun?

 

Cheri Schmidt: I like running, but I also like watching movies…TV. I read and listen to audiobooks in my spare time as well. I’m a full time mom too, so there you go.

 

What types of scenes are your most favorite to write?

 

Tristan Hunt: Your favorite scenes to write involve fairies and food. Both, preferably.

 

Cheri Schmidt (laughing): Magical scenes, I guess, yeah. And making the emotional connections between characters.

 

If you could swap lives with the heroine of any book, which book would you choose and why?

 

Cheri Schmidt: When I was younger and reading the Chronicles of Narnia, I wished to be Lucy, discovering a world in a wardrobe and having such a magical adventure.

 

Please tell us about the characters in your book?

 

Madison Veil is a witch from a long line of powerful witches and warlocks. They are unique amongst their kind for one reason: The Veiling Spell. It is the only spell within the world of witchcraft that can be used on oneself, and therefore highly coveted. Madison is the only remaining member of her family and has been forced to move from one country to another in hiding…to protect her family’s precious secret from those who would kill her to steal it.

 

Finding herself a little too comfortable in the cozy English town of Youlgreave, Madison falls in love with an American tourist, Jake Harmon, despite her best efforts. When a constable goes missing, rumors of ‘wolf men’ lurking in the forest ravage the small village. Madison is devastated when Jake is revealed to be a werewolf. Although, she has a few secrets of her own, which Jake begins to unravel as their romance heats up. 

 

As the past comes back to haunt Madison and romantic rivals threaten her young love, she attempts to cure Jake of his horrible affliction while an angry gang of werewolves lead by an evil former vampire, Lucas, hatch plans to take over the entire territory.

 

It’s good against evil as the little witch must face the wolves at her door in this epic paranormal romance!

 

Please share the opening lines of this book?

 

“Forgive me for intruding, darlin’, but I feel it’s my duty to warn you that dancing naked around a fire could be hazardous. You never know what kind of creep may happen by and see you,” a rumbling male voice said, catching her completely by surprise. Madison couldn’t decide which parts of herself to cover up as she whirled around. Her feeble attempts at doing so were pretty lame. “By all means, continue. Don’t let me interrupt,” he said, gifting her with a handsome wink, and added, “I myself am not a creep.”
 

Please share a few Fun facts about this book:

 

Tristan Hunt:  I chose the setting without having a clue that’s where Cheri’s family is from…Derbyshire! 

 

This is Cheri and Tristan’s 7th book together, currently working on the 8th! The Little Witch and the Big, Bad Werewolf is the 11th book in Cheri’s Fateful Vampire Series…the first not to focus on vampires!

 

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.

 

 

Cheri Schmidt, author of the successful Fateful Vampire Series, and Tristan Hunt, a seasoned audiobook narrator, decided to start writing together in 2016.

 

Having come from artistic backgrounds, Cheri as a photographer and designer, Tristan as a musician and performer, they’ve often joked while embarking on this unexpected journey that they are ‘two creative, non-writers, writing together.’ The union came about as a gradual progression over the past three years as the two storytellers worked together to bring Cheri’s books to life through audio. The duo worked so well it was only natural to begin telling the stories together moving forward.

 

Cheri writes from her home in the wilds of Utah, while Tristan writes in Los Angeles, symbolic of two very different perspectives enriching the tales they tell! Their next paranormal romance, The Little Witch and the Big, Bad Werewolf, is part of the Other Worlds Collection, a special $0.99 boxed set bundle of 20 PNR and SFR novels for a limited time. Preorder now! www.OtherWorldsCollection.com

 

 

Other Worlds

 

By: Allyson Lindt, Award-Winning author A.D. Trosper, Cheri Schmidt and Tristan Hunt, Akaria Gale and Award-Winning author R. A. Steffan, Jennifer Rose McMahon, Award-Winning author Amy L Gale, Shawnee Small and K. R. Fajardo, Award-Winning author Lea Kirk, Mychal Daniels and Laura Hysell, Shawna Romkey and Elizabeth Ryder, E.A. Weston, Award-Winning author Lindsay Avalon, LaVerne Thompson and Starla Night, Jayne Fury and Isadora Brown

 

GENRE: Paranormal Romance, Sci-Fi Romance

 

BLURB: Other Worlds: A Limited Edition Collection of Science Fiction Romance and Paranormal Romance

 

Journey into a multiverse beyond the boundaries of your imagination…

 

21 award-winning and best-selling authors bring you the best of PARANORMAL and SCI-FI ROMANCE in this enticing boxed set of exclusive epic adventures.

 

Rogue spaceship captains, dark vampire lords, supernatural hunters, crafty hackers, uncompromising alien alphas, fearless shifters, and MORE await in this highly sought-after collection including BRAND NEW romantic, otherworldly tales!

 

Step into OTHER WORLDS as these fresh voices of SFR and PNR take you on a journey to immortal realms and extraterrestrial territories where your imagination takes flight and fantasies come to life.

 

 

Pre-order now to secure YOUR copy of this limited edition Sci-Fi Romance and Paranormal Romance collection!

 

The book will be on sale for $0.99 during the tour.

 

Buy link

 

Amazon – Kobo – iTunes – Barnes & Noble – Google Play 

 

Website – FB Other World Page – FB Party Page 

 

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Book Title: The Little Witch and the Big, Bad Werewolf

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Short Teaser About Book: Hiding out amongst the non-magical world of rural England ever since her family was killed for their powerful secrets, a young witch unexpectedly falls in love with a charming American werewolf, putting herself and her coveted spell book in mortal danger.

 

Blurb: Madison is witch from a long line of powerful witches and warlocks. They are unique amongst their kind for one reason: The Veiling Spell. It is the only spell that can be used on oneself, and therefore highly coveted. Madison is the only remaining member of her family and has been forced to move from one country to another in hiding…to protect her family’s precious secret from those who would kill her to steal it.

 

Finding herself a little too comfortable in the cozy little English town of Youlgreave, Madison falls in love with an American tourist, Jake Harmon, despite her best efforts. When a constable goes missing, rumors of ‘wolf men’ lurking in the forest ravage the small village. Madison is devastated when Jake is revealed to be a werewolf. Although, she has a few secrets of her own, which Jake begins to unravel as their romance heats up. 

 

As the past comes back to haunt Madison and romantic rivals threaten her young love, she attempts to cure Jake of his horrible affliction while an angry gang of werewolves lead by a former vampire, Lucas, hatch plans to take over the entire territory.

 

It’s good against evil as the little witch must face the wolves at her door in this epic paranormal romance!

 

 

Excerpt

 

Chapter 1

 

The Hazards of Dancing in the Nude

 

“Forgive me for intruding, darling, but I feel it’s my duty to warn you that dancing naked around a fire could be hazardous. You never know what kind of creep may happen by and see you,” a rumbling male voice said, catching her completely by surprise. Madison couldn’t decide which parts of herself to cover up as she whirled around. Her feeble attempts at doing so were pretty lame. “By all means, continue. Don’t let me interrupt,” he said, gifting her with a handsome wink, and added, “I myself am not a creep.”

 

Madison found that highly doubtful, especially when she took in how attractive this American stranger was. Why did all the good-looking men have their minds in the gutter? Or was it just men in general? Deciding it was probably the latter based on past experiences, Madison looked squarely at the rugged man standing before her, feigning a confidence she wasn’t totally feeling, and tried to remember which tree branch she’d draped her dress on earlier. 

 

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Follow the tour HERE

 

The authors will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Bonuses/Giveaways

 

Kindle Fire + $50 Amazon gift card giveaway ~ Enter to win a Kindle Fire + $50 Amazon gift card! Daily entries possible. Enter Here

 

Facebook Party & weekly prizes ~ From now until October 23 we are giving away weekly gift cards, ebooks, and other swag in the Other Worlds Facebook Party HERE 

 

Pre-order and receive 9 bonus stories ~ Send your receipt and receive 9 bonus stories free! http://www.otherworldscollection.com/pre-order-and-get-9-free-ebooks/

 

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Feature Friday: Pure by Catherine Mesick with Interview

 

 

Today for Feature Friday let us welcome the awesome Catherine Mesick and her first book in the Pure Series, Pure.

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

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

 

Happy Reading :) 

 


 

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Sixteen-year-old Katie Wickliff lives quietly in the small town of Elspeth's Grove, unaware of the troubled past that forced her grandmother to flee Russia with her when Katie was only a child. When people in the town begin to disappear, and Katie's own home is attacked by a terrifying creature, Katie and her grandmother return to Russia to find answers. Pursuing them is the handsome William – who just might be a vampire. Katie discovers that William is indeed partially a vampire, but he is also one of the Sidh, an ancient clan whose members are gifted with great power – a clan to which Katie's deceased mother also belonged. Soon, Katie discovers that her mother's seemingly natural death was actually murder, and she is forced to confront the question she wants to face the least: Is William her otherworldly protector, or is he the dark creature who killed her mother eleven years ago?

 

 

 

 

Buy Link

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

 

Thank you for having me. It’s great to be here!

 

 

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

I do a lot of research, but luckily, it’s usually on myths and legends, so it’s a lot of fun. I also do a lot of ‘location’ research for places I haven’t been to—for example, I watch videos on YouTube so I can see what a place looks like from a person who’s actually been there. And I use Google Maps, too, to look up neighborhoods and get a look at the ‘street view.’ I also look up times for flights, trains, how long it takes to drive somewhere, etc. And then there are always the random questions that occur to me as I’m writing.

I usually just spend a week or two researching before beginning a book. I do most of my research while I’m writing—I do it as each topic comes up.

 

 

What is your best cure to get out if a reading slump?

I find the best cure for a reading slump is to break out one of my old favorites and read it again. Anything by Jane Austen or J.K. Rowling will usually help me find my love of reading again!

 

 

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

If I didn’t write, I would love to be a tour guide. I think it would be wonderful to show people around a city and introduce them to all of its secrets. I would do all the regular sights, as well as a ‘hidden gems’ tour that would include all the cool things you don’t usually get to see on the regular tour.

As far as hidden talents, I love to sing in the shower, and I think it sounds great, but I’m not sure anybody really wants to hear me. :) 

 

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

The best money I ever spent as a writer was hiring Mirella Santana to be my cover designer. She creates the most beautiful fantasy covers, and I was able to get her to do book 1 and book 4 for my series, Pure. She is also currently working on new covers for books 2 and 3 for me. So, soon all of my books will have her lovely covers.

 

 

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

I’m friends with Christina Rowell, who writes YA fantasy and poetry and has a really great blog. When I see how much she loves fantasy and how much she loves writing, it really inspires me to find that same love in my own writing. I’m also friends with Ripley Patton, who writes YA, too, and also runs a booklist, where you can finds some really great reads. Ripley’s really creative and loves writing and reading. When I see how hard she works on her own writing, and how much she supports other authors, I am inspired to do the same!

 

Thanks very much for having me! These were great questions!

 

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

Catherine Mesick is the author of Pure, Firebird, and Dangerous Creatures. She is a graduate of Pace University and Susquehanna University. She lives in Maryland.

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