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Scent of Valor is out today!

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Courage blooms in the meekest of hearts.

Chronicles of Eorthe, Book 2

After spending twenty years trapped in her civil body, Kele can finally shift into feral form. By tooth and claw, she’s determined to climb the Payami pack hierarchy.

Her parents plan to mate her with a hunter from a rival pack, but her heart’s already been stolen by the most unsuitable wolf possible—Peder, an omega male. She’d gladly give him her body except he’s disappeared from her life. Maybe into the thieving arms of another female.

Peder has spent every moment of their forced separation training to be a hunter. When he hears of her arranged marriage, he fears he’s waited too long to trespass back onto Payami lands to fight for her hand—but he damned well isn’t giving up.

On his journey to confront Kele, Peder is attacked and wakes in a cage, helpless as a band of vampires attack Kele’s mating party. Separated by social standing, thrown together by tragedy, they must work together to survive. And find out if their attraction is merely puppy love, or a bond that’s stronger than time.

Warning: This book contains an omega male who’s done submitting and a hunter female who isn’t used to needing anyone to come to her rescue. Violence ensues, not for the faint of heart.

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Dragons, Halloween, and Recovering

 It's my favorite time of year.

Halloween!

My youngest son will be a ninja and my oldest will pass out candy. I'm going to try to get him to let me paint his face like this again. 

I'm decorating the house like a crime scene. It's not done yet because I'm still slow moving from surgery. I've lost 25lbs! 

Not His Dragon, first draft, is almost completed. I just have the climax to finish then it's off to edits. 

Scent of Valor is releasing next week.

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There will be a contest on my blog tour and I'll post links here to enter. Also on my Facebook page, I will be running random contests all week in celebration.

Last but not least, here's a picture of me from my Walking Dead phone app.

 Yes, I'm easily amused.

Gastric Sleeve

*blows dust off blog*

I haven't been goaling much this year. I had a sole focus for 2014 and had kept it mostly a secret until now. My husband knew, most of my co-workers, and a few close friends I could trust not to hurt me.

For as long as I could remember, I'd been called fat. Even when I wasn't. I was 125lbs in high school and it was always commented on how much better I'd look if I was just a few pounds lighter. I'd come to terms with this abuse a long time ago and accepted myself for who I was but in the last two years my weight has been affecting my health. I got trapped in a bad circle between being told to exercise more yet not being able to do this due to arthritis. To make a loooooong story short, I decided to get a gastric sleeve.

This was not an easy decision. I've been a critical care nurse for over twenty years and working in a level I trauma center I've seen it all. The 'all' including gastric bypasses going bad. Sometimes knowledge isn't the best thing to have, but being a nurse gave me the advantage to get to know all the surgeons on a personal level. Not all doctors are made equal. They are like mechanics. Once you find a good one, don't let him/her go. I watched this one surgeon who introduced the gastric sleeve to our hospital for years and kept tabs on his record. (Meaning how many ended up in ICU vs not.) They all did well. After two years of watching and attempting to lose weight the regular way I made an appointment.

My trouble is not losing the weight. My trouble is keeping it off. I'm hungry ALL the time. There is no off button. His bariatric clinic is tough to get in to and they won't schedule you for surgery until we'd tried many things to understand my weight loss issues. After ten months, I discovered a lot about myself that I hadn't been aware of like the fact that I'm not a big fan of healthy meat or that my weight loss calorie threshold is very low (1000 calorie/day). Most people is 1200-1400 cal per day. 

To get to the point, I finally had the sleeve done this week. I'm hoping to avoid diabetes and hypertension that strikes my family members in their late forties due to obesity. Now that I've achieved this difficult goal, I hope to get back to writing. My weight loss this week in 2.5lbs. Total weight loss for 2014=18lbs. 

It's feels great to tell people. I was so fearful. All it would have taken was one negative person and I would have quit the program. I'm thankful for those who supported me and helped ease my fears to get me to this point. 

Goal this week is to progress to full liquid diet and write three chapters on dragon. 

Let Me In

A bullied young boy befriends a young female vampire who lives in secrecy with her guardian.

It's no secret that I love to read, write, and watch vampires. So it surprised me that I missed this film. I hadn't even known it existed. Someone from Canada was chatting with me about this movie (It's on the Canadian Netflix.) The movie came out in 2010.


Here's the Trailer

The movie appealed to me. It's old school vampire, which I'm a huge fan. I like it when the vampire actually acts like a monster and not a human with a blood fetish. The actress who played the vampire did a beautiful balancing act of innocence and cunning.

I highly recommend this movie to vampire fans who want a new spin on the genre.

Annie Nicholas

www.annienicholas.com
author of the ANGLER series

Sinful Cravings Blog Tour

Schedule Sinful Cravings by Annie Nicholas

Aug 11- 25

August 11 Spotlight

Book Purses & Reviews

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August 11 Spotlight

Mila Ramos

www.jademystique.blogspot.com

August 12 Guest blog

D'eBook Sharing Book Reviews 

http://debooksharing.wordpress.com

August 12 Spotlight

Paranormal Romance Fans for Life

www.paranormalromancefanforlife.blogspot.com

August 13 Guest blog

Corazones Literarios 

http://corazones-literarios.blogspot.com

August 13 Spotlight

Accepted Wisdom

Http://icanonlybehele3.blogspot.com

August 14 Interview

Karen Greco

http://karengreco.blogspot.com/

August 15 Spotlight

Roxanne’s Realm

www.roxannerhoads.com

August 18 Guest blog

Dark Side of Romance

http://www.darksideofromance.com

August 18 Spotlight

Share My Destiny

http://sharemydestiny.blogspot.com

August 19 Guest blog

Illuminite Caliginosus

http://darkwriter67.wordpress.com

August 20 Interview

Darkest Cravings

www.darkestcravings.blogspot.com

August 21 Guest blog

Fang-tastic Books

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August 21 Spotlight

Houston Havens 

http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com

August 22 Interview

Eclipse Reviews

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August 22 Spotlight

Emma Weylin

http://emmaweylin.com/

August 25 Character Interview

Author Karen Swart

http://authorkarenswart.blogspot.com/

Sizzling Summer Nights

When I think of sizzling hot summer nights, I imagine beach parties. This reminded me of a short story I had written for my readers. It's a prequel to Bait and introduces Connie in her new job as vampire bait. 

 Reynold

      by Annie Nicholas

      (A prequel to Bait)

 

Live bait came in all shapes and sizes. Colby, my new boss, said I fit the mold and offered me enough money to make me reconsider my belief system that humans were on top of the food chain.

Vampires? I’d seen one with my own eyes in Las Vegas. Heck, I watched Colby kill it to save my life, yet part of me still wanted to cling to my old reality where the most dangerous thing that bumped in the night was a criminal.

How hard could it be to lure vampires?  Connie Bence was now on the menu.

After a whirlwind week of training, I stepped onto the Jamaican beach and joined the huge summer party. Heavy grief still tore at the hole in my heart. Somehow Colby had taught me how to bottle it so I could paste on a smile while in public.

I lived only half a life. By day a fresh widow, by night a vampire happy meal.

The humidity coated my skin in a thin sheen of sweat and my blond curls stuck to the nap of my neck. Why didn’t I bring a hair band? Swallowing around a lump in my throat, I stripped down to a red bikini, leaving my shorts and t-shirt in a pile on the sand.

Colby had told me to catch attention.

Music played from a radio set on the rocks by the beach. My heart beat in time with the tribal rhythm. Soft sand squeezed between my toes and salt air filled my lungs. Could I pull this off? I moved through the dancers by the bonfire, sweat beading on my forehead and my limbs. The hot tropical night wasn’t the cause though. 

This was my first assignment. If I screwed up I wouldn’t get fired, I’d be dead. Nothing like placing my life on the line to make me want to stay alive.

I swung my hips to the music, dancing without a partner and pretending not to have a care in the world, when in reality I’d been crushed under death’s heel so many times I didn’t know how it felt not to hurt. No one cared.

The crowd parted and my heart dropped so fast I had whiplash. My mark stood on the fringe of the flickering firelight, watching me with dark, hungry eyes.

I took a shaky breath and shuffled my feet in pretense of dancing. Shit. All my instincts screamed run away!

Glancing at him again, I struggled to breathe as my throat went drier than the snap of static electricity. I was bait. Keep it together. This was my job. If I didn’t do this, he’d kill another girl tonight.

Oh crap, my mental shield. Had the vamp heard my thoughts? Shit, I shouldn’t think vampire out loud. I scrambled through the mind exercises Colby taught me even if it was a little late in the game.

The vampire’s pale skin stood out among the tanned bodies. Even in the heat of the island summer he wore jeans and t-shirt where everyone else had stripped to their bathing suits. His name was Reynold and he’d murdered nine young women in the last two months.

Colby had been hired by the local shaman to stake the bloodsucker and I wanted to watch. The only good vampire was a dead vampire.

I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. Thirst burned in my body and I needed something cool. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed an ice chest brimming with beers and sodas. Vampires could drink. Maybe I could offer him one? I whirled around but my mark had disappeared. Damn it. Where’d the sneaky bastard go?

Searching the crowd, I couldn’t spot him. Then again, at five foot nothing I didn’t see much. I wove around partiers, trying to hurry without appearing desperate. If he killed again it would be my fault.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder and my gut clenched. I spun around.

Reynold stood in a spot that was vacant a second before. Lean muscles moved under the smooth skin of his bare arms as he offered me a cold soda.

I could have hugged him. The last thing I wanted was to lose my first vampire. Getting him to try and eat me could prove to be more difficult than I’d thought. Would he grow suspicious if I asked him to walk with me along the beach?
He smiled and the firelight glinted off the tip of a delicate sharp fang.

Most humans would have missed it but I’d been taught somewhat to spot the signs of vampirism. Yet all the training in the world couldn’t have prepared me for this moment. A real live—well dead—vampire. I stepped away but quicker than my eye could follow, he grabbed my elbow.

“No fear, ma cher.” He rolled his r’s like a true Frenchman could. His long, graceful fingers easily wrapped around my arm. I could sense the iron strength in them. His mind tried to roll over mine. “You looked so thirsty. I can sympathize.” He offered me the can of soda again.

Who’d have thought death would be kind enough to get me a drink? If I ran maybe he’d follow? We’d be alone on the beach, away from the party with no witnesses. I stared at his handsome face and pictured kissing those full lips.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be alone?

That thought and image came from a foreign place. It didn’t belong to me. Colby showed me how to build a mental shield around my mind to keep vampires from mesmerizing me, but I was an amateur playing a dangerous game. The idea of this jerk in my head scared me more than him biting me.

The vampire’s smile grew wider and he leaned close to my ear. “You know what I am.”

In stupidity, I shook my head. The denial confirmed my knowledge just as much as if I’d said yes. I should have done the silly blond act I’d been practicing and looked confused. Hindsight was a bitch.

“I’ve already fed tonight.” His words hit me. It meant he had already killed. I’d failed and it cost someone their life. He placed the drink in my hand and slipped an arm around my waist.

I squeezed the canned soda until it bent in my grip. If only I could brain this monster with it.

The music changed to sultry jazz.  “Perfect.” The word purred from his lips as he stepped to the rhythm and pressed me to his body.  “I do love to visit the islands in summer. Fewer tourists and…” He leaned away to trail his gaze down my bikini clad body.  “All the pretty girls run around dressed like this.” He quirked an eyebrow my way. “Can’t dance?”

I chugged a few swallows of soda to ease the nausea storming the gates of my throat then tossed the can. Time to get this over with. I smiled at my prey and slipped closer to his body. “Show me.”

Leading us away from the bonfire, we danced out of the light.

He ran a finger down my neck, pausing over my pulse.

“I thought you fed.” My voice trembled as I retreated, leading him further into the wild shrubs and away from the party.

“Doesn’t mean I don’t want a small taste.” He leaped the space that separated us.

To my horror, I screamed and turned to run. I didn’t get far. Instead, I bounced off a solid wall of slayer flesh and landed on my tush in the sand.

Colby strolled between us, a wooden stake in hand as planned. His predatory grace rivaled Reynold’s. Strong and fearless while facing a monster yet cold as a blade of steel, Colby never made me feel comfortable, but I’d take his protection any day. Or night. God forbid I ever got on his bad side.

“Merd.” Reynold slammed on his brakes while his gaze drew to one of the few weapons that could actually do him damage. He twisted mid-retreating step and ran through the slippery sand with unnatural speed.

I rose to my knees and peered into the firelight striped darkness.

Colby somehow kept pace and stabbed Reynold through the back before he reached the party.

Not a single human had noticed the battle ensuing just outside their sight. Their music had made them deaf to my scream.

I raced to Colby’s side.

Reynold fell to his knees clutching his chest as his flesh crumbled around the stake, his ashes mixed in with the sand.

Just like a forgotten nightmare.

My stomach turned and the soda threatened to come back up. “I thought you had to get them in the chest?” I couldn’t seem to catch my breath.

Colby glanced at me over his shoulder. “As long as it goes through the heart the stake will kill them. With the older ones you need to chop off their heads as well.”

Images of decapitated bodies came unwanted to my mind. What the hell had I gotten involved in? The soda didn’t taste good the second time around as I turned away and threw up.

Colby offered me a cotton handkerchief. Who still carried those?

The world spun a little when I straightened and cleaned my mouth, but somehow I found the strength to lock my knees and meet my bosses’ steady green gaze.

Colby wiped his bloody hands on his shorts then ran them through his messy blonde hair. “Good work, Connie. Welcome to the team. We always need fresh bait.”



If you liked this story, the novel Bait that inspired it is free at all etailers like Amazon, B&N, and Apple.

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Hero's Journey

I've been very scattered this summer. I usually follow my writing schedule like it was written by God. I'm good at setting attainable goals and finishing them in time. In the last few weeks, I'm all over the place. I make goals then change them before I can finish them.

Originally I wanted to finish the Pia series before the end of summer (I did write 1/4 of the book) but opportunity knocked on my door. There's been some interest in Not his Dragon since I posted the blurb. It only makes sense to finish that project.

So I'm back on track again. I hope. I've spent the last two weeks plotting the book. Yes! Two weeks. When I first came up with the idea, I was thinking to write a novella but now I'm expanding to a full novel.

To help me through my plot issues, I turn to writing guru Michael Hauge. For those writers who have not heard of him or read/listened to his theories on character/plot, you must.

 http://www.amazon.com/The-Heros-2-Journeys/dp/B000776KC8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1406210704&sr=8-1&keywords=hero%27s+journey+michael+hauge


I listen to this audio book frequently. It's my go-to when I get stuck.

Goal for this week: Plot the damn book.

Birthday Bash Giveaway

It's that time of the year again folks. I'm one year older and to celebrate I'm giving stuff away!

One signed print copy of Ravenous.

One signed print copy of Scent of Salvation

One $10 gift certificate for either Kindle or Nook.

Just enter below. Please feel free to share this.

Pow Wow 2014

I went to a Pow Wow this weekend. I have attended one in ten years. It was great seeing old friends.  Here are a few videos for those of you who have never been to one.

Early Bird Special

For those of you who follow my blog, here is an early bird special.

Ravenous is having a soft release at $0.99 for a limited time.

Kindle                                  Nook

Progress Report

After weeks of editing and trips, I must gather my thoughts.

Scent of Valor second round edits are done and off. I expect line edits to follow soon.

Ravenous has been edited and formatted. It is available on Netgalley and tour has been booked.

Bookmarker artist will begin on July 1st.

Sinful Cravings is all done and tour booked. Not on Netgalley yet.

Okay, so where does that leave me. I get to write new words. While on trip to Washington, I plotted Succulent Delights. Lake City Stories book 3. I will work on this book next. I wanted to write Not his Dragon first but the hero is not developed enough for me to even plot the book so I have to let him stew in my brain until Succulent is done.

Goal for next week:

• upload Ravenous to booksites
• write 10k on Succulent
• do two beta reads

Black Sheep Clan

Back from school trip to Washington.

It was...a bonding experience.

Our bus broke down repeatedly between Vermont and NJ. (about 11 times) We lost AC and the DVD player. At one point, we broke down in the middle of the NJ turnpike. Our poor bus driver had to run out in traffic to hit a kill switch while trucks swerved around us horns blaring. I thought for sure we'd all die. We were then abandoned at a rest stop for three hours while a bus from Baltimore came to our rescue.

It's in such trying times that bonds for life are formed. Parents and kids joined together doing our best to remain positive. As the following days followed we learned that we were all terrible at following simple instructions like following the group schedule, we could unload and load the bus faster than anyone else, and even though we didn't have to we still stuck together outside the bus confines.

This was the birth of the Black Sheep Clan. Shouts of "Bus Three forever," could be heard where ever we gathered, annoying the crap out of the other more 'functional' buses.

After spending a short trip with these people I have a better understanding how quickly pack and tribe bonds can be formed. I'm sure this will one day be used in future books.

Graduation Week

My oldest son graduates from middle school this week.

I feel old. LOL

I'm very proud of him. He's graduating with honors and has won two awards--Literary Arts and Citizenship.

We purchased his first grown-up suit. *sniff*

Ok, enough with the mushy stuff.

I am stalled with Not his Dragon. I've met the hero/heroine finally and they're fun together. I need conflict for their story and I'm fizzling. So presently its simmering inside my head until I can see the goal to this book. What do I want from it? What's their journey?

Scent of Valor edits are going well if slowly. I'm focusing a lot of my energy on this.

Waiting on Ravenous edits.

Sinful Cravings ARCs are off to reviewers. It will be on Netgalley in July for those who haven't received a copy yet and want one.

Friday the 13th

I just need to recap the event for this week so I know what I've done and what I need to do.

First off, I hired my first assistant. I can't express the amount of weight that has lifted off my shoulders. I'm super excited to be working with her.

First round edits of Ravenous done and returned to editor.

Second round of edits for Scent of Valor peeked at, corrected all the major surface stuff, and re-read the first chapter. I want to do another full read next week.

Trying to find a designer for bookmarks since I suck as designing my own. LOL Oh the hours it took me to finally realize this. I really just need to stick to writing. My GIMP program now squeals in fear whenever I click it.

Trying to book the rest of the year's blog tours. I fell behind on this. (see note on assistant need.) So I'm scrambling to find space.

I'm running two contests. The one below for Starved for Love and a special one for Annie's Angels.

Okay, I see a problem with this list. I wrote NO new words this week. This is why I need to recap my weeks.

Today's goal is to make the words happen, even if I have to burn the midnight oil. I'd love to get the first three chapter of Not a Dragon finished.

Off to write!

Want to a Win a Book?

I'm featured on Win a Book Wednesday at Here be Magic. I'm giving away a copy of Starved for Love. HERE

Not a Dragon

Not a Dragon is the book I'm working of for Fated Desire's Paranormal by Mistake line. It will the first book in a new series that will be novella length.

Here's a peek at the working blurb so far:

Leaving her small town roots behind, Angie Weldon moves to the big city to open Scratch Your Itch, a professional back-scratching salon. The Chicago shifter community jumps on her skills, and she’s knee deep in shed fur. Business is taking off, and she can finally afford to send her folks extra money, when a stranger storms in and books her solid for a week. Dollar signs are flashing before her eyes, until she notices the possessive fury in his glare. She’d been around enough shifters to know the look but she only dates her own kind. Humans.

Eoin Grant spots her on the street and is entranced. He hasn’t encountered a female of his race in decades, and her scent declares her unmated. Fate set her in his path, and he won’t let the opportunity slip through his claws. How many chances does a dragon get at finding true love? Determined to win this beautiful female, he performs the eons old courting customs.

Flabbergasted, Angie is literally swept off her feet by the intense shifter. She can’t make heads or tails of what he’s trying to do, but if he wants to win her heart—he needs a refresher course in Dating Humans 101. It’s obvious he has issues. She figures it’s for the best to avoid eye contact and back away slowly. Until he blows her mind and insists she’s a dragon.

 

 

 

Goals for this Week 6/8

The edits just keep rolling in! I guess that's what happens when you turn in a bunch of stuff at the same time. Lesson learned.

My work list:

• Round two edits for Scent of Valor
• Round one edits for Ravenous
• Format Sinful Cravings and send to reviewers. (If you are a reviewer, let me know if you want a copy.)
• Finish bookmarkers
• Start writing Not a Dragon

My schedule for this week:

• Sunday- finish up edits on Ravenous
• Monday- work on Scent edits
• Tuesday- work on Scent edits
• Wednesday- format Sinful and send to reviewers. Maybe work on bookmarks.
• Thursday- write Not a Dragon
• Friday- write Not a Dragon
• Saturday- sleep

Took a few days off to catch up on housework and  play with my graphics program.

And this happened. LOL

 

The box set should be for sale in a few days.

 

I also worked on some bookmarks but they're not finished yet. I'll post those when they're done.

Another Reveal

 

Sinful Cravings is book 2 of my Lake City Stories and is the book after Starved for Love. Pia is my favorite character to write. She pours out so easily. It's like I start her book and two weeks later I wake up and it's finished. All novels should be this easy. LOL

 

This one is releasing in August 2014. I don't have a date yet because I'm scattered that way.

 

Blurb:

Pia Blyton, a succubus, isn’t ready for an official engagement since her skillset consists of setting kitchens on fire, singing at vampire hellholes, and most embarrassingly, she recently passed out in bed while feeding Valerio Hunan, the most eligible incubus in Lake City. Yet somehow he turns a blind eye to all her faults and still wants to set his marriage tattoos on her wrists.

The compulsion to have sex forces their people to have unconventional relationships. Every three days, she has to orgasm creating energy to survive. She can’t even live off bad sex. Unlike her, Val can’t feed off just anyone. He consumes the energy only a succubus creates and his hunger isn’t on a clock. Most incubi feed legally by luring multiple succubi into marriage with money and power. Val had caught Pia by the heart strings. Sneaky bastard. 

When his food supply suddenly stops, he’s faced with starvation. Despite Pia’s adoration, she’s not an all you can eat buffet. He would suck her dry of all her life force within days. In order to save her, Val forces her to leave. With nowhere to go, Pia ends up at the last place she wants to be—her parent’s home, with nothing but her pink suitcase and a list of all her failures.

 
Pia needs to pull on her big girl panties and figure out why Val’s energy supplies have stopped arriving before he kills some unsuspecting succubus. But the demon inside Val is closer to the surface than either of them realize. When Pia leaves, the only thing on its mind is tracking her down and dragging her back into its bed where she belongs...even if it kills her.

The Opposite of a Block?

The time is drawing near where all my commitments for the year will be done. I have one more novella to write then I can write whatever I want!!

This sounded exciting a few months ago when I could say, "By then I'll know what I want to write."

Not.

I'm not blocked. Not exactly. I have too many stories to tell and I can't pick which one. It's like someone asking me to pick my favorite son. I can't. But the results are the same as a block because I can see July is just around the corner and I should be in plot mode and I'm not.

I wish I had a crystal ball that would tell me which story would be more appreciated. Some people will say, "Write the book of my heart." They're ALL the books of my heart. I want to write them ALL.

Now.

Yesterday.

I have a dark UF that frightens me, I have dragons, I have paranormal murder mysteries, I have geeks...

You think Rafflecopter has an app I can uses to make decisions?

I think this where an agent would come in handy. Someone who understands the business and will say, "Write this."  I even considered picking a name out of a hat. Before someone mentions Angler or Vanguards, they ARE on my roster for this fall. One of them. I'm procrastinating on that decision as well. I'm sure there'll be a whining blog in the fall covering this.

In a few weeks, I'll be forced to buckle down and decide.  *flails*

May 29th

I've been working a lot at the evil day job this week. It's been crazy busy at the hospital.

Today, though, I'm working on revising Ravenous.

Here's a little snippet.

“Look at her body. She’s emaciated. Someone left her here to starve.” He watched me as I struggled against my chains. I wasn’t in control anymore. I could only sit back and scream in silence. The demon part of me had taken over. That’s what happened when I got too hungry, like a survival instinct. If I didn’t orgasm every three days, I’d find myself humping some schmuck behind a dumpster. This was day seven.

Happy Dance

 

 

 

Edits for Scent of Valor are done.

 

*flops*

 

I love writing in Eorthe. I have so many books planned in this series. It's one of those places where the stories are endless.

 

Now off to edit Ravenous. *rugs hands together*

 

 

Suffer the Hunger

 

 

If you hadn't heard, I'm focusing on my Lake City Stories this summer.

 

 

What is Lake City and who is this chick on the cover?

 

 

Remember, a long time a go, I had this book called Starved for Love. It was a Carina Press release. I loved working with them, and they were interested in the rest of this series, but I wanted to dip my toes in self publishing with a new series and do it right this time.

 

 

Angler is self published, but it was a mess. I didn't have a plan and felt I let readers down because it took me SOOOO long to get a new book out. Not this time.

 

 

Pia is the star of the first books in this series. I hope you'll lover her quirky ways as much as I do. Ravenous is a pre-quell to Starved for Love and explains how she ended up the way she is and how she met Zur-Sin.

 

 

 

Suffer the hunger.

 

Pia Blyton wants it all. A steady boyfriend, love and her independence. But to ignore her succubus nature is to welcome chaos. Every three days she must orgasm to feed. Bad sex isn’t an option. Stave off the hunger for too long and her demon side peeks out, and its tastes are much less discerning than hers.

One bad day, one wrong decision, and her demon takes control of her libido and kisses all her best intentions goodbye.

Brokenhearted and ashamed, Pia is dragged home to Lake City by Zur-Sin, a vampire her father paid to find her. When Sin tries delivering Pia to her concerned family, her façade cracks. She can’t face them after what she’s done.

Ever the businessman, Sin offers Pia a compromise. She can stay with him, and he will teach her to control her hunger. All he wants is her body, and half of her father’s empire, in return.

 

Releasing July 2014

Wed. May 21st

I'm the worst blogger ever.

I love my site. I love getting feedback. But my brain is a scattered mess. I need a herder to guide me to what needs doing. Normally, I have an online goals thread which I update religiously to keep me focused but this year I lost interest in it. I think I'll try using this blog that way both of us will know what I'm up to and what is coming up.


First off, I have a ton of new covers I haven't shared because I'm silly like that. I'll start with Scent of Valor, releasing Nov 2014. Peder's book. *pets*

 

Courage blooms in the meekest of hearts.

 

Chronicles of Eorthe, Book 2

After spending twenty years trapped in her civil body, Kele can finally shift into feral form. By tooth and claw, she’s determined to climb the Payami pack hierarchy.

Her parents plan to mate her with a hunter from a rival pack, but her heart’s already been stolen by the most unsuitable wolf possible—Peder, an omega male. She’d gladly give him her body except he’s disappeared from her life. Maybe into the thieving arms of another female.

Peder has spent every moment of their forced separation training to be a hunter. When he hears of her arranged marriage, he fears he’s waited too long to trespass back onto Payami lands to fight for her hand—but he damned well isn’t giving up.

On his journey to confront Kele, Peder is attacked and wakes in a cage, helpless as a band of vampires attack Kele’s mating party. Separated by social standing, thrown together by tragedy, they must work together to survive. And find out if their attraction is merely puppy love, or a bond that’s stronger than time.

 

Warning: This book contains an omega male who’s done submitting and a hunter female who isn’t used to needing anyone to come to her rescue. Violence ensues, not for the faint of heart.

 

GOALS for this week:

 

1. Finish overview edits of Scent of Valor and start read threw.

2. Start proof reading novel for another writer.

 

 

Koishi Finaled

Got some great news.

Koishi finaled in Colorado Romance Writers Award of Excellence!

I also got a peek at the cover for Scent of Valor. I'll share when I can.

Today was the kind of day when I arrived at work this morning I was sure if I had actually dressed. I somehow managed in my daze and I matched! This is what happens when I'm up late writing.

No Refuge Blog Tour Schedule

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Fool for Love

Welcome to the Fool for Love blog hop!

 

I'm a sucker for light paranormal romances and playful couples. I love fast paced, witty conversations especially if there's a sharp edge to their tongues.

 

 

Life is too short for it to be taken too seriously.

 

Nothing makes me happier when romance holds some joie de vie.

A couple who can laugh together, can love fiercely.

Life on the run can be very lonely.

Hunted to near extinction by an alien race called the Ko, my people have run from Earth and drifted so far among the stars we can’t remember the way back. We live everywhere, but call nowhere home. The Ko want us erased from existence and memory. They don’t even want our DNA in the space dust. Humans disguise themselves as other alien species and hide in plain sight. It’s the only way we can survive.

I believe in the myth of Earth. I’ve even discovered a bona fide book written in the dead language of my people. My man, Brody, dreams of a secret human colony. He’s searched for years, hunting any rumor we’ve run across, and finally he’s made contact. Usually, he’s the one grounding me to station and keeping my head out of the atmosphere. Time for me to return the favor…that is, if I can ditch the Ko who’ve discovered me, thanks to my incessant artifact-hunting. If we don’t make our rendezvous, and the Ko don’t kill me, Brody just might…

CONTENT WARNING: Aliens, cargo ships, and a fast paced race against all odds.

 

KINDLE 

NOOK 

APPLE

 

 

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Sneak Peek Sunday

A child’s picture book.

With human words written inside.

I took a shaky breath. Not many people knew how to read the dead language, but my ma had made sure the knowledge stayed alive within me. There weren’t too many of us still left around. I’d heard a Drayian museum displayed a few freeze-dried corpses. They took a huge risk if they did. The Ko wanted us erased from existence and memory. Some said they didn’t even want human DNA in the space dust.

In fear of retaliation, no other race would help my kind even though we’d been hunted to near extinction. It was said that a species called the Torrath had aided my ancestors once. Nothing remained of them. The Ko had made an example of that world.

Living on the run since the day we were born had toughened my race over the centuries. We lived everywhere, yet nowhere was home. At a moment’s notice, all could be lost. We loved hard and fought dirty. We’d become survivalists.

Now we hid, disguised as other races, and lived among them, or faced being delivered to the flesh traders for Ko delivery. Some humans used body paints. Others, like me and Brody, used prostheses. We traveled as Jurranians with long, prehensile ears and vertically slit pupil contact lenses. They contained neurotransmitters so the ears moved naturally and the pupils dilated or constricted. With some creative hairstyling and dyes, we could pass as them. If anyone found out what we were…

Releasing April 7th

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Annie Nicholas