Happy Book Birthday to Darkside Sun! #nalit @EPembrace

As with every exciting date I’ve ever put on my calendar, this one seemed a mile away for so long I wondered if it would ever get here, and then WHAM! here it is lickety-split and I’m left wondering how I’ll ever finish up my to-do list before showtime.

All of the roughly one million editing passes are done, and with an anxious heart, I let Darkside Sun out into the world today. It’s been an awesome ride with all of the staff at Entangled Publishing, especially my kickass editor, Tracy. You rock!

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My book tour begins tomorrow. And…get this…for the next two weeks, you can pick up a copy of Darkside Sun for only…wait for it…

99 Cents!

Wow, right? For less than the price of a small coffee, you can escape reality for a few hours, maybe have a few laughs, a few tears, and maybe swoon a little. Mmm, Asher. *sigh*

Even better, to celebrate the launch, I’m also giving away a $25.00 gift card from either Amazon or B & N to knock a few more books off your TBR list, a sun charm necklace, and a signed bookmark. Check out the link below for a chance to enter.

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Never heard of Darkside Sun? Well, let me introduce you.

Darkside_Sun_FinalAddison Beckett tries hard to pretend she’s normal, but she’s far from it. Since she was six years old, she’s seen the world around her unraveling, as if someone is pulling a thread from a sweater and it’s all slowly coming undone. When she ignores it, it goes away, so that’s what she does.

Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world.

Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do.
Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.

Normal was overrated, anyway.

Praise for Darkside Sun:

“I would recommend this book to anyone who loves Jennifer Armentrout. It definitely reminded me of her books (great characters, humor, amazing sexual tension). She is one of my favorite authors so that is about the highest compliment I can give. Just read it!”

“Overall, Darkside Sun is a paranormal NA story with an original premise, an excellent writing style, a fast and constant rhythm, great characters and a lot of adrenaline. Just so you know, I can’t wait to read book two.”

Intrigued yet? Maybe you’d like to check out an excerpt? Click here to read chapter one.

If you’d like to pick up a copy, check out your favorite retailer at the links below, and thank you from the four corners of my heart for stopping by to help me celebrate today.

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{Blog Tour} Purely Relative by Claire Gillian

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Thank you for hosting me on my blog tour and for giving me the opportunity to share my latest book:  Purely Relative, a follow-up to my debut, The P.U.R.E.

Chronologically, Purely Relative takes place between the next to last chapter and the final or epilogue chapter of The P.U.R.E. The novella explores those first few months of the heroine, Gayle’s unemployment and her rapidly developing romance with Jon, a former co-worker. The theme is family–how totally over the top they can be, but how we love them anyway, despite our reluctant front row seats.

I’d love to give away a FREE ebook copy of Purely Relative to one commenter who answers the following question:

Was your first meeting of your significant other’s family a hit or a bomb? What would they say?

Here is more information about the book:

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Unemployed and living far from home, Gayle Lindley is nevertheless lucky to be alive after narrowly escaping her murderous ex-employer. She’s also thankful to the boyfriend gods for having blessed her with a former co-worker. Jon Cripps is brains, brawn and bedroom-certified, all in one delectable package. Life is finally on the uptick.

…Or so Gayle thinks until Jon pops the big question—no, not marriage, but meeting the rest of his family. What he neglects to mention is his loose familial definition also includes the parents of his ex-fiancée. And too bad Gayle has already met one sibling while engaged in a vigorous mattress inspection with Jon. Everyone will think she’s a man-stealing hussy!

As Gayle tiptoes into the bosom of Jon’s extended family, she is deluged with more secrets than even her curious nature can absorb. But the drama hits hardest when Jon, mysterious as ever, drops a bombshell that threatens to unravel every single stitch of progress she has made with him and his … ‘interesting’ relations.

Excerpt:

Hey buddy! How’s DC? Has Gayle said ‘yes’ yet?

I paused to wink at Jon. “If he only knew, eh?”

~The P.U.R.E.

11 Months Earlier…

MOST PEOPLE THINK meeting your boyfriend’s family is a hallmark of commitment. I’d have rather been committed than go to the Cripps’ for a home-cooked Thanksgiving meal. Oh, I loved a gluttonous turkey feast as much as anyone. The meal wasn’t the problem. Wondering how much Jon’s sister, Jenny, had shared about the night she met me kept me on a steady diet of fingernails and nerves.

Catching me and her little brother going at it in her guest bedroom probably wasn’t the best way for him to announce he’d traded in his longtime family friend/fiancée for some short blonde chick with a fat ass. I didn’t steal him from Thalia. He told me I didn’t. At least I hoped I hadn’t.

Jon assured me Jenny would never share something like that with their parents, but I wasn’t so sure. I could totally see her telling Jon’s mother, “And she had her legs wide open while Jon did his nasty business in my guest bed. My. Guest. Bed! Jon never would have done something like that if he’d still been with Thalia. He had manners until he met that Gayle slut!”

I shuddered and contemplated my lipstick shade. Harlot Red or Porn-Star Pink didn’t seem to be wise choices, nor did going natural.

“Gayle, are you about ready? We don’t wanna be late for the turkey carving.” Jon’s far-too-cheerful voice bled through my bathroom door.

Why was he so unaffected and happy? Didn’t he know they were probably going to hate me? In addition to not being Thalia, I was also responsible for getting him fired from the firm we both used to work for.

“Almost!” I opted for the peachy-pink shade called “’Virgin’s Blush” and had to laugh as I applied the color to my significantly less-than-virginal lips. “Coming! Coming!”

I slipped out of my bathroom and into the living room where Jon sat on my sofa tapping away on his smart phone. Thank goodness I was more interesting than whatever he had loaded. His eyes led a reconnaissance mission up and down my body, lingering at his usual spots of interest—my legs and my boobs. The man’s libido existed in a constant state of revving or fast idling. I had every confidence he’d nab the ass as we walked out the door.

“Okay, so your brother and your sister will be there, and your mom and dad, of course. Who else, did you say?”

He took his time shutting down his phone and stashing it in his back pocket, the hesitation I knew so well on display. He wasn’t sharing everything. “Um, there’s been a last minute addition to the guest list. I’m sorry. I didn’t know until right before I came over here to get you. I don’t want you to freak out any more than you already are.” He handed me my purse and headed to the door.

I froze in place. “Whoa! You can’t just drop that on me, then move on without sharing the rest of it. Who are the other guests?”

The turn he made to face me seemed deliberately slow, like he was plotting how best to word his disclosure. “Uh, my sister’s fiancé.”

I crossed my arms. “Mmm-hmm. And?”

“A couple of old family friends.”

My breath caught in my chest. “What family friends?”

“Sophia and Alex. Friends of my parents. They were supposed to go on a cruise but cancelled at the last minute.” He tugged at the cuffs to his shirt, but wouldn’t meet my eyes.

“Sophia and Alex who? Milano?”

His head shot up and he met my gaze. “Uh—”

“Thalia’s parents?” My voice had risen an octave with each successive question. I didn’t have much range left.

“Yes.” He ran a hand through his hair. “Thalia won’t be there, just her parents.”

His Swiss-cheese manner of conversing with me earned him no diplomacy points.

“Her parents. They know you aren’t engaged to their daughter any more?”

“Of course.”

 

Buy Purely Relative at these fine booksellers:

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About the Author:

Claire Gillian is the pen name for a number-crunching executive by day. By nights and weekends she writes smart, witty stories for smart, witty readers. Her debut novel, The P.U.R.E. released in April 2012 and its sequel, Purely Relative, is hot off the press as of April 30, 2013. She also writes fifty shades of naughtier stuff under the pen name of Lila Shaw, but please don’t tell her mother.  No matter which name she uses, Claire is happiest penning romance drenched in humor with a dash of intrigue and loads of spice.

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Release day! #TidalWhispers

Release day is here!  Woo hoo!  Crack the bubbly and hold up a glass!

Cheers to my fellow authors, Claire Gillian, Julie Reece and Kelly Said a most successful launch of our collaboration through J. Taylor Publishing to create Tidal Whispers.  I look forward to reading many more heart touching pieces from you all in the future.

As promised, I’m here to announce the winner of my ebook giveaway of this little beauty, and I’m a girl of my word.

First, here is what the winner will soon find in their inbox:

Heart’s Desire by Julie Reece
After a terrible accident, Tessa returns to her family beach house to heal. She doesn’t expect to see her first summer crush from seven years before. Cameron, though, reappears and ignites a relationship that’s far more intense than ever before. The only problem? Summer is once again coming to an end, and this time, Tessa will have to decide whether to choose life with Cameron or to never see him again.

The Sweetest Song by Claire Gillian
Under Poseidon’s rule, Circe is the most destructive siren in the Pacific ocean, her songs luring ships and their crew to their watery graves. Not Otis, the best halibut fisherman in the Alaskan waters. His ship, the Calypso, has avoided disaster each time Circe set her sights on him.

Given one last chance to deliver Otis to Davy Jones’ locker, Circe takes to land to waylay the handsome captain. Instead, it may be Otis himself who hooks the Siren.

Pearl of Pau’maa by Kelly Said
Should Miki choose to wed the local wealthy boy she doesn’t love, her stomach will stop grumbling. Her soul, however, will suffocate. With one last opportunity before she must concede, she sneaks off for a final dive to her hidden crate at the bottom of the seabed. What waits for her is more than a captured lobster. It’s a treasure she cannot claim without great sacrifice or true love. 

The Undergarden by Jocelyn Adams
Nixie, a water sprite, lives a solitary existence as she struggles to understand the strange world beyond her waters.  When she meets one of the pink ones, a curious boy named Wyatt, their friendship blooms into a love that can exist only upon the sands that divide his solid ground from her underwater paradise. Some love, though, once born, cannot be undone, even in the face of death.

So, without further ado, the winner of my first ever giveaway of Tidal Whispers is … drum roll please ….

Tayte H, from Reading in Paradise

Congrats!  I’ll be in touch to arrange your prize.  I hope you enjoy the stories as much as I did.

This collection is now available for immediate download to your kindle here, and your Kobo or Nook here.

Thanks for stopping by to celebrate with me.  Have a great week!

{Review} Tidal Whispers #TuesdayTurns

Today on Tuesday Turns:  Tidal Whispers, the newest PNR anthology coming to you from J. Taylor Publishing.  I had the pleasure of reading drafts of these short story collection a while ago, and have just finished re-reading the entire ARC.  Well, except for my story, of course, but we’re not here to talk about that one today.  :)

Good gracious, I’m in amazing company in this one!  Before I get into the good stuff, let’s take a look at the back of the book:

Heart’s Desire by Julie Reece
After a terrible accident, Tessa returns to her family beach house to heal. She doesn’t expect to see her first summer crush from seven years before. Cameron, though, reappears and ignites a relationship that’s far more intense than ever before. The only problem? Summer is once again coming to an end, and this time, Tessa will have to decide whether to choose life with Cameron or to never see him again.

The Sweetest Song by Claire Gillian
Under Poseidon’s rule, Circe is the most destructive siren in the Pacific ocean, her songs luring ships and their crew to their watery graves. Not Otis, the best halibut fisherman in the Alaskan waters. His ship, the Calypso, has avoided disaster each time Circe set her sights on him.

Given one last chance to deliver Otis to Davy Jones’ locker, Circe takes to land to waylay the handsome captain. Instead, it may be Otis himself who hooks the Siren.

Pearl of Pau’maa by Kelly Said
Should Miki choose to wed the local wealthy boy she doesn’t love, her stomach will stop grumbling. Her soul, however, will suffocate. With one last opportunity before she must concede, she sneaks off for a final dive to her hidden crate at the bottom of the seabed. What waits for her is more than a captured lobster. It’s a treasure she cannot claim without great sacrifice or true love.

The Undergarden by Jocelyn Adams
Nixie, a water sprite, lives a solitary existence as she struggles to understand the strange world beyond her waters. When she meets one of the pink ones, a curious boy named Wyatt, their friendship blooms into a love that can exist only upon the sands that divide his solid ground from her underwater paradise. Some love, though, once born, cannot be undone, even in the face of death.

Have I peaked your interest, yet? 

Cover

I love the colors in this cover, portraying the surreal feeling of the sun filtering through the water.  Most of the stories involve sweet romances to some degree, so the woman and the innocent look on her face is just perfect.

Review

Heart’s Desire, by Julie Reece

Like everything else of this author’s that I’ve had the pleasure to read, the writing is vivid and poetic, painting the underwater world like a dream for me to walk through as I read the story.  Passages like this always have me re-reading just so I can savor the flow of words through my thoughts:

In her bliss, she twirled, forcing yards of fabric to shoot away from her body. She spun from the mirror, halting against a form both firm and yielding. One strong hand enveloped hers, while the other slipped around her middle, pulling her close. On cue, soft music from an unseen orchestra filled the hall. Strings first, low and haunting, followed by wind instruments. Eerie and intoxicating, the sounds worked like a potion to further muddle her already altered state.

The emotion in this one is quite raw and touching in places, and the connection between Tess and Cam is magnetic.  I was shouting inside my head as I followed Tess through the obstacles preventing her from being with Cam, saying, Come on, just throw caution to the wind and get with that man!  The ending gave me pause for a moment, that Cam should have known to offer the other option than the one he presented, but it was a small thing and did little to detract from my overall enjoyment.

The Sweetest Song by Claire Gillian

I love the ebb and flow of this one, and the emotion when Circe’s quandary surfaces:  to save herself and destroy Otis, or save him and suffer the consequences.  The imagery is beautiful and the interactions between the two are light with an air of humor.  Check out this taste:

Circe spied the tall, dark-haired man clutching his trench coat fronts together, his head ducked down. Frigid rain fell in cascading sheets, and few souls ventured out that morning. The scents of dead fish and seawater infused even the raindrops. Bruised skies gave no indication they planned to take pity on the inhabitants of Homer or allow any respite for the sun.

Bruised skies – I love that!  Claire Gillian never ceases to make me stop and think why didn’t I think of that awesome line!  The love that bloomed came on rather quickly, but given that this is a short story, it kind of has to be that way to fit in all the plot elements within the word allowance.  Goodness knows, I struggled with the same issue in my story.

Pearl of Pau’maa by Kelly Said

This is the sweetest of the stories and very well written.  Although the pace is a bit slower than my usual hundred-mile-an-hour personal preference, I appreciated the depth of character-building that took place and the subtle world-building through the characters’ thoughts.  Here’s a nice tease:

Miki’s lean body slowly undulated, bubbles streaming down from her nose. Her empty hands pointed up, stretching for the refracted beams of sunlight just beyond her reach. Her graceful swaying switched to frantic kicking and arms flailing as she fought to break free of the water and pull in a desperate breath of air.

I can totally see this scene in my head.  So well done.  The story of the pearl was interesting, letting me suspend my disbelief at the insta-love between Miki and Harmon.  It ended a little too neat and tidy for me, but again, that’s no reflection on the author or the story itself, just my personal preference, that I like to see characters suffer lots before the happily ever after comes.  I know, I’m a big meanie!  :)  Still, I really enjoyed the read and look forward to more of Kelly Said’s tales.

I give this little lovely 4 1/2 cupcakes!

These authors are all ones to watch, folks.  Big things will come of them, fantastic stories still to make it from their wild imaginations onto paper for our enjoyment.  Two already have novels out or upcoming, and it’s only a matter of time for the other.

Connect with these authors here:

www.juliereece.com

www.clairegillian.com

www.kellysaid.com

If you love tales of the sea and paranormal romance, this is a must read for a cool summer evening in a lounge chair with your eReader.

Was Karen A. Wyle a band dork or a braniac in school? #MeetTheAuthor

Welcome to the first edition of Meet the Author, where we strip ‘em down, put ‘em under the microscope and find out what makes the mind of an author tick.  Today we’re crawling into the imagination of Karen A. Wyle, author and mastermind behind Twin-Bred, a SciFi novel.

Great to meet you, Karen!  Let’s start off with an easy one.  If you met a yummy man who had a time machine, where would you ask him to take you, and when?

I’m assuming I have some sort of convenient memory lapse about the fact that I’m married to a man with no time machine?

Oh yes, that would be a good assumption. ::wink wink, nudge, nudge::  We’ll all zip our lips, right folks?  What hubby doesn’t know won’t hurt him. ;)

As a science fiction author (some of the time), a technophile, and somewhat of an optimist, I’d want Mr. Yummy to take me to a time in the future when we’ve largely conquered mortality, and have not only material abundance but even greater ability to share ideas and artistic creations. I’d meet my great-great-grandchildren and catch up with my still-going-strong daughters. Then we’d enjoy some private time in a spaceship surrounded by galaxies and nebulae, in a low-gravity environment, where all sorts of intriguing things would be possible. ;)

Aw, that is so sweet about your daughters, and dang, I’d never thought about that possibility!  And space, now that’s an answer I didn’t expect, either.  Neat.  It would scare the bajeepers out of me to be so far from home, I think.  Speaking of fears, what scared you most as a child?

Spiders. I was terrified of spiders. I remember absolutely refusing to go to sleep in my bedroom after I’d spotted a small spider there. My mother searched the room and allegedly found it. At the time, I had no doubts. Having since met and resisted the temptation to fib in that situation, I’m no longer certain.

Yikes.  You and me, both.  Hate the nasty little critters.  Now that you’re all grown up, are you still as squicked out by them as I am?

I’m still afraid of spiders, especially wolf spiders, who occasionally stray in from the woods around our house. However, one of the interesting and useful aspects of becoming a parent is having to put aside your fear in order to (a) calm your frightened child and (b) cope with the situation. That habit of self-control has helped, even when I’m the only one home.

Oh, yuck.  ::shivers::  We don’t have any of those big hairy things up here in Canada, and thank goodness or I’d have to move!  Maybe the heroine of your book can protect me?  How much of you is in Mara? 

Like Mara, I’m impatient, though less likely to explode as a result.  I am no scientist, but I have an inquiring mind. I’m persistent and stubborn, as Mara is.  Finally, neither Mara nor I have a great track record at forming and maintaining social connections, although both of us are getting better at it.

Wow, you kinda just described me, too.  Weird.  Common author traits, maybe?  Do you have any quirks?  Odd little tidbits about you that few people know?

I have motor tics. People who know me IRL (in real life) presumably know about them, though they’re minor enough that I’d guess not everyone notices.

I tend to rehearse various unlikely and dire situations in my head, just in case they ever happen. Then I worry that some passing telepath will pick up something out of context and be alarmed — so I broadcast a reassuring message. (I don’t quite, exactly, believe in telepathy, let alone that it’s common enough for me to encounter a telepath, but you never know. . . .)

*snort*  I’m often glad nobody can see what’s sailing through my head most of the time, too.  I think everyone would run screaming from us if they could.  What kind of high school personality were you?  Band dork?  Jock?  Loner?  Brainiac?

I was a brainiac loner of sorts. The popular bright kids liked me well enough and allowed me to hover on the fringes of their group. I was also one of a foursome of close friends, all somewhat outside the high school mainstream.

Right on!  A brainiac in our midst!  Me, I just married the brainiac.  If you could be a superhero, what would your power be?

I would have the power to make people think rationally and put aside atavistic instinctive emotional responses. (I’m emphatically not saying that I’d do away with all emotional and instinctive responses! I’d just suppress them when they were intruding where they didn’t belong.)

Geez, that would be the day, right?  A down-with-idiocy warrior. Love it! 

What does your dream house look like, including an ideal oasis from which to write your masterpieces?

Oh, I like spending time here, even in imagination … It’s an old but somehow well-maintained white farm house, with a big front porch and a large front yard full of good climbing trees. The bus stop is just down the road, but not right outside the house. There’s a big pond behind the house, surrounded by willows and other trees, supplied by some spring or aquifer so the water stays fresh and makes for good swimming. The house has large, airy upstairs rooms that look out into tree branches, probably maple. There are no tornadoes to worry about. I write in one of those rooms, looking out the window at the pond.

Having grown up in a farm house, that sounds positively divine.  What would you eat there?  Your favorite food, as in need-to-get-a-room-to-be-alone-with-it, favorite.

Dark chocolate truffles. Excuse me while I drool.

Oh, yum!  Thanks so much for opening your little box of secrets to us today, Karen, it’s been fun poking at you.  :)  Twin-Bred will be going straight into my TBR list.  Check out the deets:

Back of the book:

After seventy years on Tofarn, the human colonists still know very little about the native Tofa, and vice-versa.  Misunderstanding breed conflict, and the conflicts are escalating.  Scientist Mara Cadell’s radical proposal: that host mothers of either species carry fraternal twins, human and Tofa, in the hope that the bond between twins can bridge the gap between species.  Mara lost her own twin, Levi, in utero, but she has secretly kept him alive in her mind as companion and collaborator.

Mara succeeds in obtaining governmental backing for her project – but both the human and Tofa establishments have their own agendas.  Mara must shepherd the Twin-Bred through dangers she anticipated and others that even the canny Levi could not foresee.  Will the Twin-Bred bring peace, war, or something else entirely? . . .

You can find Karen’s little lovely here:

–Kindle on Amazon: http://amzn.to/u2OtVP

–Paperback on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Twin-Bred-Karen-Wyle/dp/1463578911/ref=tmm_pap_title_0

–Nook store: http://bit.ly/Ji0wxT

–Paperback on Barnes & Noble online: http://bit.ly/xsyzwL

–Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/94490

Connect with Karen here:

www.KarenAWyle.net

www.facebook.com/KarenAWyle or www.facebook.com/TwinBred