Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas

Thinking of all my readers, and writer friends. My world is a brighter place because you are in it. Wishing everyone a a healthy, happy holiday!
 
 
 
Love, Sutton

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving

To all of my friends here in America, I am thankful. Thankful for your friendship and support through this crazy journey called life. I'm truly blessed to have found my passion in the written word, and my world just wouldn't be the same without all the readers and writers connected to it.



Wishing everyone health, happiness, and the best of days.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Americans - Please Vote

Just a friendly reminder to all of my U.S. friends. Please take time today to vote.

I don't care what party you're with, or what 'side' you claim for your own. It's part of our process, so please take part.

And just in case you're thinking of bowing out because:

1. You're too busy.

2. It's rigged and my vote doesn't count anyway.

3. Any other excuse you can think of...

I've been around long enough to hear most of them. I'm not buying it. Well, okay, Sandy is a darn good reason. Other than that, if you don't vote, you can rest assured I'll be too busy afterwards to listen to any of your complaints about how it turned out.

This is one of the few things Americans do together, regardless of what they believe. A lot of people sacrificed their lives so we could do this. They believed in the process with everything they had. It may not be a perfect process. And it may have eroded a bit over time. But right now it's the only one we've got so your participation would be appreciated.

Cheers!

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Fall Color

Greetings! Nope I haven’t run screaming into highway traffic just yet. I’m made of sterner stuff than that. Things have been crazy busy around the Fox household lately. The universe is testing my limits. But you’ve been on my mind though.

Before the first day of winter arrives in December, I wanted to share one of the reasons that I love living in this area. Every fall, the colors are just spectacular. The first two photos were taken standing on my deck looking into the back yard. The third is one of the local golf courses, and the forth is just a highway shot. If you’d like to see more, they’re on my Facebook page.
 
 






Today, I’m jumping into the vortex that is NaNo (National Novel Writing Month) with high hopes for success this year. Wish me luck!

Monday, September 24, 2012

Help Alaska Flood Victims

Did you know there is flooding in Alaska? I didn't either.

Check out this post by Morgan Q. O'Reilly to find out the details, and how you can help.

The Morgan Diaries

Thank you for being such awesome readers. *cyber hugs*

Monday, September 17, 2012

Still Around

Yep. I'm still here. Lurking about in the background. Perhaps you'll notice the new look of the blog. Not sure it's the final design, I just couldn't stand the black another day so I went with what we've got up to this point.

I'm making a sincere effort to lighten up. Not sure how that will go, or how long it will last but going from black to navy is the best I've got. I tried pink. I really did.

The font is a little different, but it suits me. A little swirly and girly, bold and strong, and still...a mess. LOL!

There are lots of changes happening with my writing over the next couple months. My website is being revamped, my series is being reworked, I'll have a new publisher, and my work should appear on a more timely release schedule. This last is no reflection on my previous publishers, they were very good to me. I just needed a change.

Some people just want things the way they want them. And for right now, I fall into that category. We'll just have to see where it takes me. And I'd love for you to make the journey with me. That's all I've got for now, but soon there should be new covers, and lots more news!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Victoria's Secret Wish

Let's start the week off on a hot note, shall we? Here's my review of Victoria's Secret Wish, by Piper Denna.

Book 2 of Fantasies, Inc: Victoria’s Secret Wish

BLURB:
Maybe three isn't always a crowd.

“Erotica’s Sweethearts”, Brett and Victoria Grant, are launching the Fantasies, Inc. Aphrodite--a cruise liner dedicated to carnal pleasures. Since the voyage is all about fantasies coming true, Brett is determined to see Victoria realize her own wildest dream: being pleasured by two men at once.

Victoria can hardly keep her eyes--or hands--off gold medal swimmer David Roman when he boards the Aphrodite. And when Brett propositions David, she can’t say no. But Brett doesn’t know the extent of her fantasy. She wants him as into her other guy as she is. Will his adventurous spirit stretch that far?

David knows it’s a bad idea to get in the middle of the Grants’ marriage. He doesn’t have a kinky bone in his body--or so he thought before this trip--but the romps keep getting wilder and he keeps imagining more. And he really likes them both...as much in bed as out. If the paparazzi discover he’s involved with such a high-profile couple, his career is over. Is he willing to risk everything to continue?

WARNING: Adult sensuality and language, ménage a la two men bent on arousing their woman beyond all control, voyeurism, foot and hair fetish scenes, same sex situations, betrayal, and industrial espionage.




MY REVIEW:

Upon reading the first book in the series, Fantasy Mountain, as a reader I was totally satisfied with Victoria and Brett’s HEA. When I heard about this book, I wondered how Ms. Denna would make us care about the same couple one more time.

She succeeded spectacularly. This book is a triumph of emotional risk, relationships, and sacrifice, with highly believable suspense thrown in just to keep us on the edge of our seats. How would you add a third to an already happy relationship? This question is not only explored, but answered to everyone’s satisfaction.

The setting is pure entertainment. What’s not to love about a cruise ship that makes an all-out effort to fulfill your every erotic fantasy? And does so with what’s becoming Piper’s brand of trade-mark humor which balances out the story, making it not only a scorching read, but a fun one as well.

If you are looking for a well written ménage story that will capture your imagination, this is it. I’m already looking forward to the next book in the series.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

This Blackened Night - The Order: Book 3


Happy Thursday! Today we are honored with a special guest post from author L.K. Below. She's going to give us the scoop on her upcoming release. Read on!

46 Days until the release of This Blackened Night, The Order: Book 3!

Every author has a set of characters more dear to their hearts than any others. In most cases, this stems from these characters being among the first ever created. I won't claim Lori and Terrence were my very first, but they did come close. Their first book, Stalking Shade, which released in 2011, was originally written in 2007. And rewritten. And rewritten.

And now it feels like a dear friend is moving away. With the release of This Blackened Night on September 24th, 2012, the trilogy will come to an end. Lori might be a prickly character, not easy for anyone but Terrence to love, but I had a lot of fun with her. When I wrote this third book late last year, I dragged my feet to see it finished for the same reason. I didn't want to let the pair of them go. A not-so-secret part of me is hoping for an overwhelming response from readers asking me to continue so I have an excuse to revisit my favorite characters.

For now, I'm counting down the days until the third book releases. Maybe you'll fall in love with Lori and Terrence every bit as fiercely as I have. Lori might be stubborn in pushing people away, but Terrence is the most persistent character I've ever written. Good thing, too.



Join me in celebrating the release of the third book a bit early with this short, sweet teaser excerpt:

This Blackened Night by L.K. Below

With murders cropping up all around, who should she trust?

After months of searching, Lori finally scrounges up a clue as to the whereabouts of the missing leader of her secret organization. But her vision isn't encouraging--it points to her vampire companion Terrence as the culprit.

Terrence is adamant that he isn't at fault. Even though she knows she might be walking into a trap, she follows his lead to a shabby island port. When her informants start turning up dead with puncture wounds in their necks, Lori wonders just how well she knows Terrence. And why does he act different during the search than in their hotel room?

Lori doesn't know who to trust anymore. She only hopes that she won't be the next victim.

Seven Sweet Sentences from the book:

“Nothing this week,” Heaven whispered. Like last week. And the week before.

“The book?” Lori asked. Six months ago, she’d fished a small golden notebook from the Spenta Michos’s house. Touching it had earned her a single vision, which had told her only that their leader had been taken by force.

“Useless information,” the teenager replied.

Learn more about the series as a whole on the Lyrical Press, Inc. website: http://bit.ly/TheOrderSeries.

Read a longer excerpt from This Blackened Night at http://bit.ly/ThisBlackenedNight.

Bio: If L.K. Below gets far too attached to her characters, well, that's because they're interesting people. Read two of her favorites in her urban fantasy series, The Order. Join her online at www.lbelow.net to learn more. Want to keep up to date with her tour stops? Follow her on Twitter (http://twitter.com/LBelowtheauthor) or Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/pages/LK-BelowLindsay-Below/355586159614)

Thank you for being with us today, L.K. We're going to keep counting down the days!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Good Things with Piper Denna


Hey, everyone! Just in case your summer isn't quite hot enough, today it's my pleasure to host author Piper Denna, who'll be chatting about her new release, Victoria's Secret Wish.

I'll be posting my review on Friday, so be on the lookout for that as well. Now let's hear from Piper.



Why mess with a good thing?

So I have this married couple in one of my books—Fantasy Mountain—and they’re my favorite romantic couple out of every one I’ve written. They got their HEA and for all we know, are doing just great together.

Why would I want to write their sequel and have them experimenting with another partner?

Good question, one I asked my muse when she seemed determined to take them into ménage territory in their next book, rather than have them moving on to the next stage as a couple (and taking backstage as secondary characters, while a new H and h get their romance). I knew Victoria, and was certain she couldn’t dabble with another man and walk away unattached. It’s just not in her makeup. So of course she was going to fall in love with this hot Olympic swimmer-dude who’s protecting his identity, hounded by the media, and lonely (I did!). Which meant things were going to get sticky in her marriage. There are bound to be hurt feelings, jealousy, distrust… right?

Yes and no. I did some research (including reading some m/f/m novels, most of which were more about sex than love) and discovered many women fantasize about having a second man, and it’s not all about the physical aspect, but for many females the idea of having another person focused on taking care of them… Yeah. I can see how that would click.

So, did inviting David into their bed screw up (pardon the pun) Vic and Brett’s relationship? It did get awkward several different times. But I think they managed to work out the kinks (again with the punny clichés, right?) so they have options, and are happy for now. Believably. And man, did they have a good time getting where they went…

This is a stand-alone novel, but it reads better knowing the characters’ backstory from Fantasy Mountain, especially the “bad guy”, who now has an anonymous accomplice aboard.

Hope you’ll check it out!

Thanks,
Piper Denna
Romance is sexy!


BIO:

Romance is sexy. And often funny, and sometimes tangled up with suspense. Let’s face it: all sorts of things get mixed up with romance in real life.

Piper Denna’s stories are not cut-and-dried romance. She wants her characters to deal with issues female readers can relate to: independence and trust, empowerment, inhibitions, an unfaithful partner, motherhood. Sometimes her characters make mistakes and often her “bad guys” are not 100% bad. Mostly she wants to take the reader on an emotional journey to a happy ending…with a few enviable sexual encounters along the way.

When she’s not writing, she edits, raises two teens along with her husband, and has an evil day job.

She enjoys books--or movies--with a comedic twist and hopefully a love story with lots of tension, too.

Sexiest parts of a man in Piper’s opinion? The hands and eyes. Shoulders are nice too, and of course, great pecs are never amiss…

Lyrical Press Page 

Amazon 

Website: http://www.piperdenna.com/
 
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Piper-Denna/55194578493
 
Twitter: https://twitter.com/PiperDenna

Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to chat with us today, Piper. I'm looking forward to the review on Friday. Wishing you a smooth blog tour, and much success!

Monday, July 23, 2012

Call Me Maybe: Military Version


Couldn't help but share this. My favorite parody thus far. And it's my understanding that they only had a short amount of time to make it happen. If anyone should take a moment and have some fun, it's our military personnel serving in the 'Stan.

Semper Fi

Call Me Maybe Military Version

And here's a link to the tale of how it came together.

Eric Raum

Hoo-rah!!

Friday, July 20, 2012

My Condolences

To all of those who've lost loved ones, or had them injured in the terrible tragedy in my home state of Colorado.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Rescuing Rapunzel


Getting Rapunzel out the tower is only half the problem...

Rapunzel longs to live in the world she sees through her window, but more than her tower keeps her trapped. Her mother has taught her obedience without question and filled her with fear. She knows she will never reach the ground. Then Lord Nicolas von Hohburg scales her wall, breaks into her life, and changes everything.

Nick has resigned himself to a life of duty when Rapunzel’s song calls him to her tower. Soon she has his heart wrapped in her lengthy tresses and he can think of nothing else. But his responsibilities and sense of duty threaten to come between them...

Warning: A scheming witch, a damsel in distress and a Charming Noble who just might save the day.

My Review:

As young children, who doesn’t remember the story of Rapunzel being trapped in that awful tower? Well, let me tell you, it’s when she gets out that the sparks really start to fly.

Rapunzel has grown into a beautiful and lonely young woman, carefully concealed from the world by her caretaker. She’s been taught to obey without question, and she does just that, until Nick enters her life and presents her with a different point of view. As most young people do, she starts to question the wisdom of what she’s been told throughout her life. Her thirst for knowledge propels her to face her fears and find out the truth about herself, and the way she’s lived all these years. This decision puts her on the path to an enlightening, yet dangerous adventure which she faces with humility, humor, and courage.

Nick is a Charming Noble, through and through. He’s dedicated to his duty, his family, and his best friends, who just happen to be the other Charming Nobles. What’s not to love about charming, wealthy, eligible bachelors after all? Getting tangled up with Rapunzel turns his life inside out, upside down, and spins him into a journey he never thought he’d take. The one to finding his true love. 

Ms. Gilmer has done a fantastic job with this story. A small hitch is that it’s written in both first and third point of view. It took a little effort to get used to, but it really speaks to the author’s skill as a writer that it’s not only done well, she’s created a tale that will capture your interest and keep you turning pages until the very last one. The interplay between the Charming Nobles will keep you on the edge of your seat with laughter because they truly are the best of friends. I thoroughly enjoyed this story and highly recommend it. After reading this I can’t really imagine Rapunzel’s life turning out any other way.

I’m looking forward to the next books in the series because I too, have fallen in love with the Charming Nobles.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Carny

Today's post is my review of the contemporary romance,The Carny, by Brooke Moss. It's a great story, so read on!


Blurb:

At a town fair on the coast of Oregon, handsome Native American carny, Vincent Youngblood, bestows an unforgettable kiss on shy, awkward teenager, Charlotte Davenport. Then disappears without another word, leaving her baffled and enamored.

Ten years later, Charlotte is still living in the small fishing town of Astoria, while being trained to--reluctantly--take over for her philandering hotelier father when he retires. After all, who else will do it? Her two perfect sisters are busy being married to their flawless husbands and having cookie cutter children, while Charlotte remains single, childless, and every bit as mousy as she was a decade ago.

As Charlotte struggles to climb out from underneath her judgmental parents thumb, the carnival rolls back into town, and Charlotte finds herself face to face with Vin again. He's back to run his father's carnival, walking away from a promising career in medicine he started in Chicago. Will her biased and judgmental family accept her relationship with a man who is not only a Native American, but works as a carny for a living? And what unsavory secrets bind the well-educated and seemingly superlative Vin to that ramshackle carnival? After all, you can’t judge a carny by its cover.

My Review:

Charlotte Davenport is the self-appointed spinster and peacemaker in her family. She works constantly to fill the emotional gaps for each of her family members, while ignoring her own needs and sacrificing her happiness. Managing the family hotel, dealing with two perfect sisters, a mother who drinks before noon, and a playboy father keep her very busy indeed. I really enjoyed Charlotte’s journey to find the courage to reach for happiness no matter the cost. Sparks fly when she finally makes it clear that everyone is on their own because she deserves a great life too. There’s nothing like family intrigue to keep those pages turning.

Vincent Youngblood is a hero through and through. His return to Astoria includes his own steamer trunk of personal baggage. Being a very private person, it doesn’t take long in this small town for his personal issues to be on display for all to see. His father is ill, so he also makes choices and sacrifices for the good of his family. Things take an interesting turn when he realizes that its Charlotte he wants.

The Carny is a truly heartwarming story. Ms. Moss deals deftly with prejudice, mood disorders, and levels of emotional distress that have the power to change lives sometimes for the good, sometimes not. She has carefully crafted characters who will grab your heart when you aren’t looking. More than once I found myself cheering for the wonderfully mismatched couple, and hissing when horrible people insisted they be kept apart. If you love stories about people who defy all odds to be together, this is the read for you.





About the Author:

Brooke Moss lives in beautiful eastern Washington state, with her nerdy husband, four dirty-faced children, and one dim-witted dog. When she’s not changing diapers and spinning tales, Brooke often changes the color of her hair, fancies herself a cheese aficionado, and as the mother of a child on the Autism Spectrum, enthusiastically supports autism awareness. She loves to write stories that are equal parts hilarious and heart-wrenching, and enjoys finding the love story in every ordinary couple’s past. Now…if she could just climb out from under that pile of dirty laundry.

Find Brooke elsewhere on the web at www.brookemoss.com and on Twitter at @BrookeMoss4.

Thank you for allowing me the honor of reviewing your work. Wishing you much success with your fantastic story!

Friday, June 15, 2012

The Magic of Epiphanies

Happy Friday to each and everyone of you. Today I'm thrilled to welcome the fabulous Candice Gilmer to Fox Tales. So take it away, Candice!



Thanks Sutton for having me here on your blog. It’s always fun to take over another author’s blog. I always feel so He-Man—I HAVE THE POWER! Muhahaha! (Child of the 80’s came out for a second, sorry! It happens.)

I find, both as a writer, and as a person in general, the things that occur to me far after the fact that surprise me. When I first met my husband, we were going through the VHS tapes (yeah it was that long ago) I owned, sorting them by genre, and my hubby glances at me and says “You must be a big Arnold Schwarzenegger fan.”

“Why?” I ask him, because I certainly didn’t consider myself one.

“You have seven of his movies.”

I blink, staring at the array of films on the floor. He wasn’t kidding. I had Terminator 1 and 2, Twins, Junior, Jingle All The Way, True Lies, Eraser, and Total Recall. I have this weird moment, realizing that, yes, I must be a fan, because here I was, with almost a dozen of his movies. “Holy cow, I guess I am.” As we continue, I realize I was also a James Cameron fan, due to having every one of his films except Rambo.

This happens to me a lot. Sometimes I have to have something laid out in front of me before I realize the truth in the matter.

In this same vein of realization, I figured out not that long ago, when I was going over a list of future writing projects as well as current WIP’s, that, OMG…

I write speculative fiction.

I am totally a speculative fiction writer. Granted, romantic speculative fiction, but speculative, nonetheless. I have to have my HEA, of course. And I’ve always been about the relationship between the hero and the heroine, which does make me a romance writer, but almost every book I’ve ever done has been or had some level of paranormal, magic, or other kind of twist to make it not just straight contemporary romance. I always wanted to write, and I’ve always loved romance. I didn’t realize all that romance that I love always seemed to have some element of the speculative in it. Time travel, magic, paranormal, I love it all.

Even my latest release, Rescuing Rapunzel, has its little squeeze of magic, with the witch Gothel and Rapunzel’s healing hair.






Here’s a short excerpt with Rapunzel and Gothel:

Mother Gothel’s fingernails scratched my skin but I kept my face still, not showing any sign of pain. “I thought…for a moment, I thought I saw someone outside.”

Mother spun, heading back to the window. “Where?”

I gestured to the wall, unable to lie. Mother always knew and punishment was swift if I tried such a thing.

“I see no one.” She turned back to me. “Are you certain?” Her tone suggested that I was mistaken, that I had merely imagined a person.

Maybe I had.

“I thought… Maybe…”

“You thought you saw someone, or you did?” She snagged part of my hair, jerking it. “Be certain.” Her fists tangled around one of the braids.

“I surely imagined it.” I winced. “Forgive me, Mother.”

For good measure, she jerked on the braid again, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pain. “Outsiders are dangerous, Rapunzel. You must be very careful.” She glanced out the window again. “Perhaps it is time, after all,” she murmured. She took a few steps away from me, hands clenched as she whispered to herself, before facing me again and pulling a small dagger from the folds of her dress.

I stepped back, though I knew it did no good.

Mother grabbed a plait of hair off the floor and, as she paced the room, let it slide through her fingers. “There are many who would wish you harm, Rapunzel. It is time, I believe, to be sure you are ready.” She found the very end of the braid, held it as though about to wield a paintbrush. The dagger glistened in the light from the window.

“Yes, Mother.” I gritted my teeth against what was coming.

The dagger was sharp, but it did not lessen the pain of Mother slicing off the bottom of my braid, though today she only took a hand’s width of hair.

Tears stung my eyes as the hair was severed but I forced myself to remain still.

Mother held the chunk of hair in her palm, examining the strands as she did every time. Then she turned her attention to me. “You must learn to defend yourself against intruders, my dear.” She dropped the rest of the hair. The braids landed with a thud on the floor.

My body sagged. It was over.


Blurb:
The Charming Nobles Book 1

Getting Rapunzel out the tower is only half the problem...

Rapunzel longs to live in the world she sees through her window, but more than her tower keeps her trapped. Her mother has taught her obedience without question and filled her with fear. She knows she will never reach the ground. Then Lord Nicolas von Hohburg scales her wall, breaks into her life, and changes everything.

Nick has resigned himself to a life of duty when Rapunzel’s song calls him to her tower. Soon she has his heart wrapped in her lengthy tresses and he can think of nothing else. But his responsibilities and sense of duty threaten to come between them...

Warning: A scheming witch, a damsel in distress and a Charming Noble who just might save the day.

Doesn't this sound like a great book? I love the premise, Candice. Let's find out a little bit more about you, shall we?

Bio:

Candice Gilmer leads a dangerous double life as a mommy and a writer. In between diaper changes and boo-boo healing, she writes stories usually to the tune of children’s television shows.

Growing up in the Midwest, Candice stays close to her family, especially the ones with basements when the tornadoes come around. She also works as a hairdresser, which she’s done for over fifteen years, and brings her laptop to work so she can write between clients.

When she’s not writing, styling hair and taking care of her family, she gets together with her girlfriends for gossip and coffee while her husband hunts ghosts with Wichita Paranormal Research Society. All in all, she stays very busy, but really, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Well, maybe a little less children’s television.

Thank you very much for being here with us today, Candice. If you'd like to stalk, er, follow Candice and find out more about her other books, some of which I've read and highly recommend, check out the links below:


In about two weeks I'll be posting my review of Rescuing Rapunzel, so be sure to stop by. In the meantime, we wish you awesome success with your book!

Monday, June 11, 2012

The Shine is Worn Off

Are blogs dying out? I wonder. I subscribe to many blogs for one reason or another and one trend I’ve noticed is that many of the people who used to blog religiously three times a week or more, only blog every so often now, or hardly at all. And I know of some writers who’ve actually shut their blogs down claiming its stealing away time from their writing.

What’s an author to do? Does a publisher still want an author to have a blog? Is a blog with only a few followers better than no blog at all?

Perhaps people are tired of trying to come up with more amusing anecdotes after working at it for years. Let’s face it. Life has its boring moments. A lot of times it’s ugly or harsh, not cute and funny. Not to mention private, pain-filled or (insert other angsty adjective here) and not the proper fodder for an audience. If you don’t have a platform, like say, marketing, best-selling, self-pubbing, etc. What are you going to talk about? And beyond that, who will care?

The list of promo places just keeps growing and growing. Blogs, Facebook, Twitter, Google+, LinkedIn, Goodreads, Pinterest, Amazon and other forums, and let’s not forget the blog tours which actually market your latest release. The list just keeps growing and spreading. Like crabgrass. Now I don’t mind most of these places. In fact I like most of them because I’m insatiably curious and want to know what’s going on pretty much everywhere. You never know when you’ll come across fodder for another story.

No one can deny they are a time sink. And yes, I’ve tried a kitchen timer, monitoring the time spent at each site and charting it, etc. And it doesn’t matter how you slice it, the time spent on marketing just keeps expanding. I think we’re lucky as authors to have all of these options. BUT, that being said, does blogging still play a viable part? Do you feel it’s still a valuable part of your marketing program?

Friday, June 8, 2012

Dark Genesis

Happy Friday, everyone. Today it's my pleasure to post an excerpt from Dark Genesis, by A.D. Koboah. It's a paranormal romance that sounds simply fascinating. I haven't read it yet, but am looking forward to doing so. Please read on for the details!


Blurb:

Life for a female slave is one of hardship and unspeakable sorrow, something Luna knows only too well. But not even she could have foreseen the terror that would befall her one sultry Mississippi evening in the summer of 1807.

On her way back from a visit to see the African woman, a witch who has the herbs Luna needs to rid her of her abusive master’s child, she attracts the attention of a deadly being that lusts for blood. Forcibly removed from everything she knows by this tormented otherworldly creature, she is sure she will be dead by sunrise.

Dark Genesis is a love story set against the savage world of slavery in which a young woman who has been dehumanised by its horrors finds the courage to love, and in doing so, reclaims her humanity.


Author Bio:

A.D. Koboah was born in London and completed an English Literature degree in 2000. Her first novel, Dark Genesis, was inspired by the concept of dehumanisation and the impact it can have on the psyche. She is currently working on a screenplay and will begin the sequel to Dark Genesis shortly.

Links:
Website: http://www.adkoboah.co.uk/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Genesis-Darkling-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B007NI8GUS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1337086773&sr=8-1
Amazon.co.uk: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dark-Genesis-Darkling-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B007NI8GUS/ref=sr_1_7?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1332433043&sr=1-7
Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/141566
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5807160.A_D_Koboah

Excerpt:

As I got nearer to the cabin, I saw that the door had been left open and a light was burning inside even though the sun had yet to go down. I approached gingerly. Already feeling the unease that always possessed me in the presence of the African woman, I walked up to the door, and stopped.

“Mama Akosua.”

There was a short spell of silence and then her voice floated out to me.

“I have been expecting you.” The voice was low and dry like the sound of rustling leaves.

 She probably said that every time someone came to her door, no doubt to help foster the belief that she was a powerful all-seeing, all-knowing witch. But the words still sent icy fingers trailing down my spine and I swallowed before taking her words as permission to enter.

The cabin, which consisted of only one room, was rich with the slightly bitter, but not unpleasant, smell of dried herbs. Most of the room was taken up by a long wooden table, which held bottles, bowls and an assortment of other instruments that were used to prepare her concoctions. Every wall in the room was lined with shelves holding bottles, jars and baskets of fresh and dried herbs. The only evidence that someone lived in the cabin was the pallet in the corner. This was the most furniture I had seen in any slave cabin, but as her Master profited from the sale of her herbs, it was in his interest to make sure she had everything she needed. There was another smaller table in the centre of the room and that is where she sat, peering at me by the light of an oil lamp.

She was a small lithe woman with delicate features like mine. Her head was cleanly shaven and she would have been considered beautiful were it not for the scars, rows of lines about an inch long, marking her forehead and cheeks. It was rumoured that those scars had been self-inflicted when she was first brought to America as a slave. Some people whispered that she had done it to honour the customs of her people, others, that the journey, the horrors of the middle passage, had driven her to scar her face in madness and despair. Although I would never dare to ask her, I didn’t believe she had been driven insane. The shrewd dark eyes that met mine belonged to a strong, sharp mind and I doubted that anything could, or ever would, be able to break it.

“Evening, Mama Akosua,” I said as I walked into the circle of light.

There was still daylight outside but it didn’t seem to reach the small window in Mama Akosua’s cabin and so it was always dark in here no matter what the time of day.

She gestured to the chair opposite hers, her eyes never leaving my face. I moved to the chair and when I sat down, she pushed a small cup toward me.

“Drink,” she said.

I picked up the cup and sipped the cool concoction, which tasted vaguely of mint leaves. Whatever it was, it seemed to have an immediate effect because I no longer felt as hot and the fatigue, which had been pulling on me like lead weights, seemed to evaporate.

Feeling slightly better, I was able to meet the force of her gaze fully. She seemed to have aged a great deal since I last saw her, nearly four years ago. The lines around her eyes and the ones running from her nose to the corners of her mouth had deepened and although she was not yet forty years old, she looked much older.

She studied me for a few moments and a soft sigh escaped her when she finally shifted her gaze away from my face.

“It is as I feared,” she said and stood up, wincing from the small movement.

“You hurt?”

“It is a small price to pay,” she mumbled, more to herself it seemed.

 She reached into a basket on one of the shelves and pulled out a small black cloth bundle. Moving back to the table she placed the bundle before her and when she sat down again she closed her eyes for a few seconds. She was clearly in a lot of pain.

“I have prepared what you need,” she said pulling open the cloth bundle to reveal six paper sachets of herbs.

There was no need for her to ask me why I was here. I would only risk making this dangerous journey for one reason.

“Take this tonight.” She pointed to the larger of the bundles. “The rest is to be taken for five nights after, to stop the bleeding.”

She tied up the bundle and pushed it across the table toward me.

“Thank you, Mama Akosua.”

“Is it the son this time?”

I looked up and met her intimidating gaze, but on this occasion, I couldn’t hold it. She knew how much these things shamed me yet it didn’t stop her from asking about them. When I answered, my voice was barely a whisper.

“Yes.”

 “How long?”

 “He... he be at my cabin near about three times a week now since Easter.”

 “He is worse than his father, no?” It wasn’t a question; it was a statement.

 “Yes.”

 I fought back tears as an image came to me from a few weeks before. I was standing in my tiny cabin and Master John was behind me gazing at our reflections in a small handheld mirror. I don’t know if making me look at myself was one of the many ways he had of tormenting me or if he really was oblivious to the fact that I despised my face. Either way, he would make me stare at my piercing dark brown eyes framed by long sooty eyelashes, deep mahogany skin, small delicate features and large sensuous lips. My springy, unruly hair was pulled away from my face, something he insisted on, as my hair was the one thing a man like him could find no beauty in. It was always the same ordeal with the mirror whenever he came to my cabin. And I honestly don’t know which face I hated more, that of the blond-haired, blue-eyed man I had come to despise even more than his old, decrepit father, or my own. The face he was enamoured with. He eventually pulled the mirror out of my hand, and placing it on the bed, held his arms out.

“Dance with me,” he had said in a soft, silky voice.

I remained where I was, my face a blank mask but rage no doubt burning behind my eyes. I may not have had a say over his nocturnal visits, but I would not play these little games or pretend that I wanted him in my wretched little cabin.

Fast, so fast that I didn’t have time to protect myself, he raised his hand and slapped me, sending me crashing to the floor. Pain bloomed along my temple and the left side of my face. I had also bitten my lip when I hit my head. His foot came down on my neck and I felt the dirt on the sole of his boot rubbing into my skin as he pressed down, cutting off my air supply. I struggled in vain to breathe and was close to losing consciousness when he slowly removed his foot and hauled me back onto my feet as if he were picking up a sack of potatoes. Then he held out his arms again, that smile, which never seemed to leave his face, swimming before my eyes as I struggled to clear my vision.

I was bristling with anger and yet fear won out because he could do anything he wanted to me and there was nothing I would be able to do to stop him. No one I could go to for protection. I had been born and bred purely for men like him, not only to do with as they pleased, but to increase their riches by breeding more slaves for them to own.

“Dance with me,” he said again.

Tasting blood in my mouth, I did as I was ordered to do.

“Massa Henry used to please hisself and leave,” I told Mama Akosua. “But Massa John... he like to play.”

Whew! Doesn't that excerpt knock your socks off? Many thanks to A.D. Koboah for allowing us a sneek peek at her intriguing story. We wish her all the best with her book!

Monday, June 4, 2012

Hummer Warz


This is our backyard guy. He’s a Ruby-throated hummingbird which are quite common in the Eastern US. I couldn’t believe he let me stand this close to the feeder and take photos. After doing some research though, apparently this type gets comfortable with humans pretty quickly. And they get quite defensive of their feeder. When he comes to feed, he chirps which is really cute. I had no idea they made noise. It’s not meant to be cute though, it’s a warning to others to stay away from his food. They are very territorial and are known to charge other hummingbirds and poke them with their beaks to keep them away. And this guy doesn't hesitate in the defense department, he's quick to run off all who might want to sample his food.




We’ve got one of those deck rail clamps to hang the feeder. On the other side it holds a hanging plant. In one of the photos he’s sitting on the other end. This is the first time I’ve seen one just land and sit somewhere. Not that it’s special by any means, it’s just that I’ve never had time to watch them before. Every evening around 8:30 he shows up and sits there. It’s like he’s on guard for the night. He's amazingly protective of his food source.



They also love red things and will investigate them to see if they’re something to eat. This explains the dive bombing that happens when I’m trying to dead-head the petunias hanging by the feeder. It’s got to be tough to miss all that red hair moving around his dinner.



We're thoroughly enjoying this little guy. If you have hummingbirds in your yard, I'd love to know what kind. Feel free to share!

Friday, June 1, 2012

A Hero Rising

Happy Friday, everyone! Today it's my pleasure to review author Aubrie Dionne's latest release, A Hero Rising. Read on for the blurb, and my review.


The Blurb:

After watching his love leave on a colony ship, James Wilfred must save those left behind from a planetary apocalypse. Their salvation lies in an unfinished ship tucked away in a secret government base, and only James can break in and pilot him and his people to freedom on a nearby space station.

Skye O’Connor’s boyfriend never returns after his gang attempts an assassination of the Governor, and the State Building is destroyed. Worse, crazed moonshiners addicted to the chemical Morpheus have stormed the city, and she must find a safe place for her and her boyfriend’s daughter. When a heroic man saves her, Skye asks to accompany him on his quest to find the last colony ship left on Earth.

As the city falls around them, James and Skye must work together to build a new future, all the while rediscovering their ability to love, before the apocalypse claims them both.

My Review:

James Wilfred watches the woman he cares for leave earth on the last spaceship out. The planet is dying, and there’s no place to go. Through an interesting twist of fate, James discovers there’s one more not quite finished ship on the planet. He’s determined to find it, and lead more people to safety.

Skye O’Connor is shocked to her core when her boyfriend willingly leaves his own daughter behind to abide by his gang’s dictates. Refusing to abandon the motherless young girl as her father did, Skye risks her own life trying to keep them safe.

In a world gone mad, these two people fight for freedom, and the right to exist. As each of them discovers their own strengths, they realize they are even stronger together. The shared goal of protecting an innocent child forms a bond between them. In order to discover where love may lead them, all they have to do is survive.

This story is meant as a companion story for Tundra 37 where we first meet James. And I couldn’t be happier. In James, we meet a character who really deserved his own story. Don’t worry though, this story stands alone. Ms. Dionne has hit her stride and done a fantastic job of creating a setting that not only supports the characters; it’s a vital part of the story that contributes to page-turning action. Filled with believable characters fighting against all odds, who’ll grab your heart and not let go. As a longtime fan of Ms. Dionne, I can tell you she’s written a heart-stopping thrill ride from beginning to end. Her work just gets better and better. If you’re a fan of RomSci-fi don’t miss this book.


Tuesday, May 29, 2012

RomFest 2012


In a few short weeks, I’ll be off to RomFest 2012. Writing is such a solitary occupation, I can’t tell you how excited I am to be able to spend some quality time with readers and other authors. They are people who share my passion for great stories and books in general. Not to mention the fact that when we get together, fun things happen!

I’m looking forward to the workshops, panels, book signings, and of course the parties. Not quite sure if I’m brave enough to do a costume. But I truly do admire those who do, and will whole-heartedly cheer them on.

And of course, there’s shopping to be done in one’s free time. It looks like there are some fantastic pottery and woodworking shops, along with other local artisans close by. I can’t wait to check them out.




Here’s the link so you can check out the details below:

http://www.romfest.com/

We're so thrilled to announce our first annual RomFest to be held June 20th - 24th, 2012 in historic downtown Gatlinburg at the rustic Glenstone Lodge. RomFest 2012 is where readers can mingle with their favorite authors, editors and agents for four days of fun-filled activities including costume parties, food, books, workshops and panels.

If you’re thinking about a getaway in June, why not Gatlinburg, TN? You can bring the whole family. I hope to see you there!

Friday, May 25, 2012

Unicorn Keep


Today it's my pleasure to host YA author Angelia Almos, and her new release Unicorn Keep. Without further adieu, here's the blurb and my review.





Blurb:
Jiline of Ainsley is dismayed when her best friend is selected by the mages to become a unicorn keeper at the Keep, an isolated mountain fortress. Especially since Madelen is in love and engaged to the richest boy in the village. Jiline on the other hand has no prospects of marriage or a trade in their small village. So, she comes up with a plan to take Madelen’s place at the Keep and hopefully flunk out of unicorn keeper training before the mages can discover the deception. Unfortunately, the unicorns have their own plans for her.

Mage Herrick, son of the Keep Mage, returns home to the Keep as the trainee keepers arrive. A chance encounter with Jiline, who he believes is Madelen, on the trail sparks a magical connection between the two. Knowing he can’t feel a magical draw to someone who has no magic, he tries to prove Madelen (Jiline) has magic within her. His attention brings unforeseen complications for both of them.

My Review:
In fifteen year old Jiline of Ainsley, Ms. Almos has crafted the perfect bff. What’s not to love about a friend who will sacrifice herself for your happiness? Without thought for herself, Jiline does just that for Madelen, and steps into a rollicking adventure filled with mythical creatures and magic. Along the way she finds friends who will help her, and makes enemies who wish her ill. Yet she handles each with a steadfast devotion to her task, once she accepts it.

Herrick is a powerful young mage kept very carefully under his mother’s thumb. Once he meets Jiline masquerading as Madelen, he’s determined to get out from under the control of the the Keep’s mistress and live a life of his own choosing. Like many young men he turns his back on the familiar to embrace the unknown.

The unicorns are a wonderful basis for this story, and Ms. Almos has crafted the creatures in such a way that they truly live up to the fantastic legends we’ve become familiar with. Her love of fleet-footed, hooved creatures makes the story shine. The further along I read, the more I found myself cheering them on their journey.

If your older tween, or young teen would like to read something without fangs, this is a fantasy tale of adventure worth looking at.





Angelia Almos formed a lifelong passion for horses at the age of five when she talked her parents into riding lessons. Horses often play a prominent role in her young adult fantasy books. She also write horsey nonfiction and space opera. She lives in the Sierra Nevada Mountains with her husband, two daughters, two dogs, two cats, and one pony (she often thinks of bumping that number up to two).

Visit her website: www.angeliaalmos.com
Twitter: www.twitter.com/angeliaalmos
Facebook: www.facebook.com/AngeliaAlmosAuthor

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Friday, May 18, 2012

Want

Welcome! Today it's my pleasure to host Upper YA author, Stephanie Lawton. Stephanie is touring her new release, Want. Isn't the cover just gorgeous? Check out the deets below, along with my review.



 Blurb:

Julianne counts the days until she can pack her bags and leave her old-money, tradition-bound Southern town where appearance is everything and secrecy is a way of life. A piano virtuoso, she dreams of attending a prestigious music school in Boston. Failure is not an option, so she enlists the help of New England Conservatory graduate Isaac Laroche to help her.

She can’t understand why he suddenly gave up Boston’s music scene to return to the South. He doesn’t know her life depends on escaping it. Julianne must face down madness from without, just as it threatens from within. Isaac must resist an inappropriate attraction, but an indiscretion at a Mardi Gras ball—the pinnacle event for Mobile’s elite—forces their present wants and needs to collide with sins of the past.

My Review:

Ms. Lawton has my admiration. I’m not from the south, but after spending several years there, I believe she’s done a fabulous job of capturing the intricacies of southern life and how it shapes the people who live it.

Julianne is a young woman trapped by societal mores who is determined to break free of them, and everything they represent. She yearns for acceptance, and love, yet feels unlovable. Her talent is huge, her dreams beckon, and yet her everyday life threatens to not only thwart her dreams, but crush them into dust.

Isaac is the wunderkind who has it all. He’s lived the life Julianne craves. And it didn’t work out exactly as he believed it would, due to circumstances beyond his control. With Julianne he may have another chance to live his dreams, but only if he’s willing to change.

Before I realized it, I was enmeshed in Julianne’s struggle. This story is a roller coaster ride, filled with twists you won’t see coming. By turns, it angered me, shocked me, and took me into dark emotional places I didn’t want to go. But I’m glad I did. Even days after reading it, the characters are still with me. If didn’t know better, I’d swear I’ve met some of these people. For fans of Upper YA, this story is a must read.





Author Bio:

After collecting a couple English degrees in the Midwest, Stephanie Lawton suddenly awoke in the deepest reaches of the Deep South. Culture shock inspired her to write about Mobile, Alabama, her adopted city, and all the ways Southern culture, history and attitudes seduce the unsuspecting.

A lover of all things gothic, she can often be spotted photographing old cemeteries, historic buildings and, ironically, the beautiful beaches of the Gulf Coast. She also has a tendency to psychoanalyze people, which comes in handy when creating character profiles.

On her thirtieth birthday, she mourned (okay bawled) the fact that in no way could she still be considered a “young adult,” so she rebelled by picking up Twilight and promptly fell in love with Young Adult literature.

She has a love/hate relationship with Mardi Gras –where does all that money come from?–and can sneeze 18 times in a row.

Links:

Blog: http://stephanielawton.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Stephanie-Lawton-author/192796874113180
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/Steph_Lawton

Pre-order Want: http://www.inkspellpublishing.com/4/post/2012/02/want-by-stephanie-lawton.html


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Thursday, May 17, 2012

No Sweeter Love


It’s my pleasure to celebrate the success of one of my wonderful CP’s, Tina Vaughn. Today is the release day of her very first book! Congratulations, my friend. Wishing you every happiness on this special day.




Welcome to Union

Population: 994

Town motto: Where no secret goes untold

His father’s death forces Dr. Ryan Williams to return to the home—and the woman—he’d left behind ten years earlier. Ryan knows it’s best to avoid Union sweetheart and police officer Emily Winters during his visit. But how? Stuck in this small town, fighting an attraction that hasn’t diminished over time, the sparks are unavoidable—and so are the rumors. The same rumors that made him leave Union in the first place…

Experience taught Emily to keep her guard—and her panties—up. Until Ryan returns as suddenly as he left, tempting her with promises she already knows he can’t keep. Or so she thinks. This new adult Ryan is one capable of forever and, God-willing, forgiveness. Because even as they learn to trust and love each other again, Emily knows once she reveals her secret, heartbreak is inevitable.

Here's to celebrating many more release days, and to amazing success. Cheers!

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Dragon Rider's Gift


First off, let me apologize for not posting this yesterday. Due to time constraints, I wasn't quite able to finish the story. And believe me, it was worth finishing. Without further adieu, here's the blurb for KH LeMoyne's shiny new release, Dragon Rider's Gift. And my review.


Blurb

Roark of Nedres spent his life absorbing lore, legend, and rumor to claim his dragon beast in order to save his people. Nothing has prepared him for the ultimate bond fate will demand.

Princess Nira Meriel Estar was born with the power of prophecy. Her most recent vision forecasts a dire fate for her people, promises few answers, and will deliver the country of Fyrhall a victorious future or crushing defeat.

Kraz, an ancient dragon of mythical power and knowledge, has eluded capture for a thousand years. However, only a dragon of great wisdom would consider an eternal bond to his warrior rider to save his dragon race.
Three souls. Two hearts. One courageous calling.

My Review

Roark is a dragon rider on a mission to find his dragon. The years he spends on his quest hone him into a man of honor and duty who is very aware of his station in life. He exists to protect and serve; not daring to dream fate would offer him anything more.

Nira is a princess who is being trained by her father the king, to one day rule their land. Unfortunately there are gaps in her education that only a lover can fill. She is born with a singular, unmanageable gift that will either help her people survive the threat of war, or force them to succumb to it.

Kraz is the ancient dragon who enables both of them to reach their full potential.

This story is a classic tale of two people finding love where they least expect it. The author deftly suspends disbelief with characters that are skillfully drawn of both light and dark, with human failings we all understand. Set against the backdrop of war and magic, this is a wonderful tale of love and adventure. The thing that moves this story from ordinary to extraordinary is the relationship between Kraz, his rider, and the future queen. I couldn’t stop turning pages because I had to know what would happen next.

I truly hope there will be more installments in the Portals of Destiny Tales. In my opinion, KH LeMoyne has crafted another must read story. If you’re a fan of fantasy romance, add this to the top of your TBR list.






Author Bio
A former technology specialist, KH LeMoyne writes sensual romance: urban and high fantasy, and scifi/futuristic. She lives in Maryland with her wonderful husband and corgi. Much to her dismay, she rarely encounters supernatural beings other than on paper. Visit her website: http://www.khlemoyne.com/ or blog: http://fantasypoweredbylove.com/

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Purchase from Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Dragon-Riders-Portals-Destiny-ebook/dp/B007VG8ZU8/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1334833027&sr=8-2

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Monday, May 7, 2012

Sutton Cooks – Sort Of


Hopefully, you live in a household where everyone loves green vegetables and eats them on a regular basis. Not so in the Fox home. We’re a die-hard meat and potatoes bunch. And it’s catching up with us. Truly it’s already caught up with us; we just have to turn around to see it.

In a never ending effort to get everyone to eat healthier, I’ve been trying some new things. Yes, that cracking sound you hear is probably hell freezing over because not only have I stopped in the kitchen; I’ve actually used the food processor. It’s all good. Nobody died. Yet.

About two weeks ago I came across a video on Yahoo about a smoothie. Normally I don’t even watch videos, but I confess to being in a state of desperation. With a few adjustments, this one turned out to be really good!

For the first time in recorded history, our household has eaten an entire bag of fresh kale! It’s a taste to season recipe. You simply disguise the green taste with fruit. But don’t go overboard with the sweet stuff! If you want to try it, here’s the link to the recipe.

http://screen.yahoo.com/spice-up-your-smoothie-29046570.html

The ingredients are at about 1:22. Sorry about the commercial at the beginning. They are why I don’t usually watch videos. Grrrr.

We love cayenne pepper, and use it regularly. It’s supposed to increase your metabolism, but in our opinion it really adds just too much bite. It tastes fine without it. I’ll ride my bike a little longer instead.

And yeah, smoothies have been en vogue for a couple years now. But pot roast and mashed potatoes just don’t taste the same in a blender.

Friday, May 4, 2012

Shadow of the Witte Wieven

Today it's my pleasure to post an excerpt from a brand new paranormal romance entitled Shadow of the Witte Wieven by Debbie Peterson. Enjoy!




Blurb:
Despite a contract on her head, lone Drug Enforcement Agent, Aliyana Montijo must ferret out a mole and stop the assassination of top DEA officials, as so ordered by the Colombian drug lord she seeks to take down. The task is a daunting one, for there is no one she can trust. No one that is, until she encounters a most unlikely ally.

Former seventeenth century captain of the Dutch West Indies Company, Wolfaert Dircksen Van Ness, now from a parallel dimension, encounters the beautiful agent during an unearthly storm in the Bermuda triangle. Drawn to the Spanish beauty he rescues, he pledges his assistance, despite her reluctance to accept either his help or his heart.

Can Wolf bridge both space and time to claim the woman he loves?

Excerpt:
Aliyana nodded as she released a breath and said, “Yes, as a matter of fact they did. Hank has demanded a tour of Mercado’s empire. He said that he wants to see the way they produce cocaine from start to finish. By so doing, he could point out their faults and help them improve production. According to Ortiz, Hank had the audacity to boast about his knowledge of the latest in drug manufacturing technology as if they were a bunch of ignorant ‘campesinos.’ As you can imagine, this rankled them a bit.”

“I’m surprised they aren’t going to use this outing as an excuse to kill him,” Cornelius remarked.

Aliyana shrugged as she cast a brief glance downward. “They actually mentioned that. However, as much as Mercado would like to permanently get rid of the man, he’s going to show a bit of restraint and allow the ‘pig’ to live—for now.”

“Did they mention whether or not Mercado planned to comply with this requested tour?” asked Cornelius.

“He is going to comply, but not in the way Hank intends,” she replied. “Mercado is going to take him much farther south, to a factory and lab he no longer uses. He is sending some of his employees ahead to clean the place up and make ready for their visit. Emil wants everything to look as if the lab is in full swing.”

“So Mercado is conducting the tour personally then?” asked Wolf.

“Yes, he is. He doesn’t trust Hank. Therefore, he wants to observe his every movement, personally.”

“How long will it take them to get to this lab?”

“If it’s the one I think it is, about three, maybe four hours. Why do you ask?”

Wolf brushed a hand against his beard as he contemplated this unexpected opportunity. “How many such places could he possibly take Morris?”

“I only know of two,” she said.

“How long would it take to get to other one?”

Aliyana shook her head as she lifted a shoulder. “Oh, I don’t know—perhaps an additional half an hour or so. That’s why I think he’ll opt for the closest one.”

“Did they say when they intend to conduct this tour?”

“Day after tomorrow. Hank is supposed to arrive at dawn. If you still want to follow the man, you will get your chance then.”

“So travel time, to and from is at least six hours, maybe more,” Wolf mused aloud. “The tour itself will take some time. What would you think, another hour maybe two for him to thoroughly inspect the facilities?”

“Every bit of that and then some,” Aliyana said as she knit her brows in consternation. “Wolf, why are you asking all of these questions?”

“With Mercado out of the way, I’m thinking this might be the perfect opportunity to escort you inside the man’s office so you can raid those files on his computer.”

“But we don’t have all of the numbers to his pass code yet,” Aliyana replied. “I can’t get inside without them.”

In response to the reminder, he allowed a slight smile to emerge and for several long moments, he held her gaze without saying a word. Her confusion finally gave way to understanding. He could see it. She drew in a sharp breath as a burst of anger exploded onto her cheeks.

“You have the ability to get me inside that office anytime you want to, don’t you Captain Wolfaert Dircksen Van Ness,” she spat.

Wolf folded his arms against his chest, flashed a full-fledged grin, and bounced his brows.

“I can’t believe you would withhold that information from me,” she seethed as her eyes shot lethal daggers into his person. “And you just let me keep watching that screen for hours on end when such a need didn’t exist—”

“Oh come on, Aliyana,” Wolf laughingly protested. “You surely didn’t think I’d allow you to go in there until the safest possible moment, did you?”

His humor did nothing to improve her anger. If anything, it only served to fuel it. She shook her head then and let him have it--with both barrels blazing--in Spanish, of course. And he enjoyed every minute of the delightful display.


Debbie Peterson, author of “Spirit of the Rebellion,” is about to release her second novel, “Shadow of the Witte Wieven,” through InkSpell Publishing. This paranormal romance combines a seventeenth century sea captain, a modern DEA agent, and the Bermuda Triangle to send you on an incredible adventure, filled with intrigue and romance.

Debbie has always had a soft spot for fairy tales, the joy of falling in love, and happily ever after endings. She incorporates these aspects into all of the paranormal stories she writes. When she is not busy conjuring her latest novel, she spends time with the beloved members of her very large family. She also pursues her interests in family history and all things ancient and historic.
You can connect with her:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/DebbiePeterson1
Website: http://dk-peterson.com/

Thank you for letting Fox Tales post your excerpt, Debbie. We wish you the best with your book!

Thursday, May 3, 2012

The Hummers Are Back!


This year is the first spring we’ve had since the renovation to do normal outdoor household things. As most of you know, just the general stuff requires an investment of time and sweat. Doing some research on what kind of grass to plant after having part of the yard dug up led me to an article on hummingbirds. Its timeline showed that hummingbirds in this area usually return around the end of April. And no, I have no idea how the heck I got from grass seed to hummingbirds. Maybe grass seed didn’t seem all that interesting.

After waxing nostalgic for a bit over how I used to love having all the bird stuff when the kidlet was small, I thought, why not? Watching birds was something we’d enjoyed together. But I wondered, just because he’s grown now, why I felt I had to deny myself the simple pleasure I’d once had. On my next trip to the home improvement store I picked up a hummingbird feeder.

Mixed up a batch of food yesterday and hung it near a shiny new pot of petunias. And pronto! At dusk we sat out on the deck and watched the show. It’s amazing to me how the little things search out food so fast. I think we may have a pair of them.

As I was watering the newly planted grass seed this morning, one actually flew into the spray and held its mouth open for a drink. It shivered as it landed on the straw, groomed itself, showered and flew away. The whole experience probably didn’t take more than a minute, but I just stood there. Mesmerized. I’ve never seen a hummingbird land on the ground before. It was just luck that I happened to be looking in that direction.

I’m going to try to set up my camera over the next couple days so I can share some pics with you.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Spring Fling Readers Contest

Join The Hunt!

Just a quick reminder to all of the readers out there not to miss the Spring Fling Readers Contest going on right now over at Night Owl Reviews. I’m giving away a Kindle Fire, and there are lots of other authors participating as well.

There are more than 100 prizes and there will be over 75 winners. Don’t miss out! 

And while you’re at it, have yourself a great day.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Happy for My Friends

Since beginning my writing career a few years ago, I’ve been lucky enough to make some very dear friends who share my love of the written word in all its forms. We’ve been through some ups and downs over the years.

At the end of last week, when I opened my email first thing in the morning, they’d been there already, wishing me a happy birthday. It started my special day off on a wonderful note, knowing how busy they are, and yet they still took that moment just for me.

This week is special because some good things are happening for them too. My friend Piper has been having terrible trouble with her eye. As a reader, can you imagine what a difficult and scary time it’s been? Today her eye is finally healed enough that she can blog after two months. Welcome back my friend! You can read her story here:

Piper Patter

And my other friend, Maya got ‘The Call’ last week from her dream publisher. Her book will be out in December. This isn’t the last you’ll hear about it here on Fox Tales, but I couldn’t be happier for her. She kept working, and working toward her goal. She never quit, she never gave up, and she made it! You can read her call story here:

Maya Writes

Congratulations, ladies. I’m blessed to have you in my life and I’m thrilled for both of you!!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Change of Address

Today it's my pleasure to feature an excerpt from Change of Address. A new contemporary romance by author Natalie-Nicole Bates as part of her Enchanted Book Tour. Enjoy!




Saved from a traumatic past and successful in her present as a home care nurse, Josselyn Adler’s dream of home ownership in the idyllic town of Unity are dashed to pieces when Dr Ben Parnell, a cancer specialist, shows up on her doorstep claiming to be the rightful owner of the house—and Ben has a will to prove it! To Josselyn, the house represents a new start in her life. With a stable home, hopefully a much wanted family wouldn’t be far behind.

After a near career-ending allegation is made, Ben has returned home to lick his wounds. But now he must prove Josselyn’s claim to be a fake, that she used her position as a live-in nurse to his sick father to ingratiate herself into his good graces. But as he gets to know her, he can tell by her shy, often standoffish behavior, that Josselyn is a woman who has been deeply hurt in her past. Although he is attracted to the dark haired beauty that has invaded his life, he is still suspicious of her true motives and her past involvement with his father.

Book Excerpt

When she arrived at the foot of the stairs, the front door rattled. Fear, cold and stark, rose up in her throat and choked her as she heard the lock snap and watched, rooted to the floor, the creaky old door jiggle in its frame. The anticipation mingled with fright, produced a potent, sick feeling churning inside her like the bad horror movie she’d recently viewed on late-night cable television.

After what seemed an eternity, the door flung open. The first thought entering her brain was a ghost had entered her home. A younger, blonder visage of Morgan stood in the threshold. Before she could utter his name, a second, more coherent thought followed; a ghost wouldn’t use a key.

The man in the doorway took one step inside and stopped abruptly, clenched his jaw, and stared. The familiar stranger invading her new home could only be one person.

“My goodness, you’re Ben! You’re Morgan’s son!” she exclaimed.

“Well, we know who I am. Now who the hell are you, and why are you trespassing in my house?”

“Your house?” she asked with disbelief. “This is my home. Morgan gave it to me!”

“I don’t know who you are, lady, but I suggest you get a move on it. I’ll give you five minutes before I call the police.” He pointed to his platinum-cased wristwatch for emphasis.

“Don’t bother waiting.” She reached into her handbag and removed her cell phone. With shaking fingers, she punched in 911.

The line connected after the second ring. “911, what is your emergency?” asked the female dispatcher.

“My name is Josselyn Adler. I’m the new owner of 22 Little Pine Road. A man has let himself into my home and is now threatening me.” Although she was quaking on the inside, she strove to keep her voice and demeanor strong and confident.

“I have an officer on the way, Ms. Adler. Would you like to stay on the line with me until he arrives?” she offered.

“No, thank you. I’ll be fine,” she assured her.

As she disconnected her phone, Ben’s gaze burned into her. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of showing any fear. While growing up, she had dealt with her share of tormentors. One forty-year-old, blond-haired bully was not going to intimidate her or drive her from a home that was rightfully hers.

“Very nice performance,” he said snidely.

“Excuse me?” She furrowed her brow and made eye contact. Ben Parnell had his father’s glacial, blue eyes.

“Any moment one of Unity’s finest will be arriving to play knight in shining armor and save the poor maiden from the big, bad wolf.”

Before she could utter a word in reply, a black patrol car came to a screeching halt on the street. An officer threw open the car door and made long, quick strides to the house. His uniform and Unity Police Department baseball cap matched the color of his car.

A lump formed in her throat. As she was growing up, a police car in front of the house and an officer at the door meant her father was in some sort of trouble yet again.

“Good evening, Miss. I’m Officer Smith.” He looked to Ben. “It’s certainly been a long time since you’ve been around, Ben.” Not waiting for an answer from him, he turned his attention back to Josselyn. “What seems to be the problem tonight?”

He knew Ben by his first name. They looked to be about the same age, and in this small town, it was likely they knew each other growing up. Although Officer Smith seemed friendly enough, would he side with the hometown boy rather than with the stranger girl?

“This is my house. Morgan Parnell left it to me in his will. Now he...” She paused and pointed at Ben. “He thinks it’s his house.”

“I have a will, too,” Ben loudly interrupted. “And mine is legitimate!”

His deep voice vibrated through her, causing her head to ache. Flustered, she pulled an envelope from her handbag. Morgan’s attorney gave to her a copy of the will a few days earlier. She handed it to Officer Smith. To her dismay, Ben also produced a document from a briefcase.

This is very bad.

She hoped Ben had been bluffing.



Author Bio
Natalie-Nicole Bates is a book reviewer and author.

Her passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian and Edwardian era photography. Natalie contributes her uncharacteristic love of hockey to being born in Russia.

She currently resides in the UK where she is working on her next book and adding to her collection of 19th century post-mortem photos.

Visit Natalie-Nicole online at www.natalienicolebates.com
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