Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Twas the Darkest Night Virtual Book Tour and Giveaway



My characters are either naked or dressed to kill. Given they’re all monsters stalking the city of New Gotham’s twisted, cracked, and cobbled streets, the criminal wardrobe is part of the job description. Rockabilly princesses, corpse brides, leather queens…my city is full of them. 
Where do they get their menacing threads?

There is a boutique hiding out between the fractured, narrow store-fronts lining the foggy docks. The shingles are ribbed and black. Washed, peeling paint and displays offer views into wicked leather and lace studded glam. The mannequins are ghoulish beauties stitched together from whatever was left from the last fool to cross one of the sinister witches.

Push open its shabby, frosted front door. Tiny white flakes of paint will pepper the wind like spectral dust. The minute you set heel onto waxy polished oak floors and step into the candelabra fire-light you know…

This is where the magic happens.

Welcome to Sinister Stitches
“…apparel for a wicked fairy tale.”

A spicy trinity of black magic sisters breathe star-dusted dreams to life with their gothic apparel boutique. They are schooled in the old ways of “fabric-bending” by the Needlewitches of old. With this knowledge, they’ve created an entire line of clothing that all share the same basic design element: one-size fits all. Each garment will magically tailor itself to its wearer once worn. There might be some “twirling” required, but a vampire’s steady hand should turn every wardrobe change into a stolen moment.

Care to take a peek at what the Sinister Stitches has to offer?

Check out some of the questionnaire Marcella Burnard’s Isa from Nightmare Ink was asked to fill out after she wandered into Sinister Stitches.
 
THE WITCHES WHO STITCH QUESTIONNAIRE

Please provide the witches with your name: Isa Romanchzyk

Please provide the witches with the following:

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: [ ] Short and Sassy, [ ] Medium and Modern, [X] Lush and Long

Eye Color: Dark brown/black

Skin Tone: [ ] Ghoulish, [ ] Snow White, [X] Cina-baby, [ ] Mochalicious, [ ] Dark Chocolate,

[ ] Other:__________

Please provide the witches with your measurements and body-type.

a.) Height: 5’7”

b.) Body Type: [ ] Skeletal, [x] Lean and Tender, [ ] Lean and Tough, [ ] Ripe and Edible

Do you have any extra extremities? Place an “X” to all that apply.

[ ] Horns or [ ] Halo
[ ] 20 ft. of Hair or More
[ ] Gills and Fins or [ ] Hooves
[ ] Wings (Span:   )
[ ] Tail (How many:   )

How many heads do you have? NOT funny. One. Physically. I don’t care what *he* says. 

I’m still in the driver’s seat.

Do you have arms and legs? If so, how many? 

Yes, of course, but I don’t…*glances down at full body tattoo of winged demon* uhm. Usual number. For the moment.

How dead are you? [X] Living, [ ] Undead, [X] Astral Form – extra-planar travel as pertains to the working of magic. Can’t be helped.

What are you? (Species/Breed

No one really knows, right? I mean, genetically, we’re told we’re still human. Ish. But the fact that I draw things that come true … suggests more. And this guy? *Gestures to the gleaming emerald eye of her tattoo* He’s complicated.

What is the occasion? (Ideas include: Wedding, Funeral, Sabbath, etc. Oh, and seduction is a valid occasion. The more details, the better.)

Apparently, I’m to be used as a ‘key’ to open a door between worlds. I gather this will end in my demise, thus it’s likely to also be a family reunion of sorts. Unless you can do something that would turn away a silver knife blade? Or at worst, something my funeral director can wash the bloodstains from?

What’s the occasion setting? (Beach, haunted castle, grand ball, etc.)

The rusty, cold hold of a fishing boat/Astral (Otherworld, Dreamtime – whatever you’d like to call it.)

Will you be running for your life at some point in the evening? (Helps with shoe selection.)

No. I’d like to think so, but no. Chains are likely to figure into the restraint plan. My nemesis seems to have a limited imagination on that front.

Will you be set on fire? Better yet, will you be setting other people on fire?

How I wish I could set certain people afire. I can guarantee, however, that bolts of magic, including the odd curse, will be flung with malicious intent.

Will you be grave-robbing? (Dirt is a dressmaker’s tedium.)

No! Desecrate sacred ground?? Is that what you think of me?

Is your neck a dinner plate?

If the demon sewn to my skin is to be free, he must rip out my throat and take over my body. 

Life for life. So when we say ‘dinner plate’, think in terms of ‘last supper’.

Do you hope to be naked at some point in the evening? (All right, dirty birds. Such questions are actually intended toward the weres and shifters in regards to their transformations.)

Not on purpose.

Describe your last brush with Death in two sentences. (Helps us plan for the unexpected.)

Tortured and starved for six weeks, which is when the Living Tattoo was forced upon me with the intent of stealing my magic and my life. Spider Woman forbade my death.

Do you need a secret compartment for weapons, wands, tampons, etc.?

No. I have more than enough secrets, thanks.

What are your three favorite colors?

Black, black, dark gray. What? I grew up in a conservative household. My piercing artist tries to get me to wear other colors. I just don’t see the point.

What two colors rattle your kettle?

Light blue, white

Please pick a style that you feel embodies you the best. If none apply, feel free to surprise us by providing your own brilliant description in the “other” slot.

[ ] Rockabilly Starlet: This is for the spoonfuls of sugar. The good-natured and naughty girl next door types. Candy is the business and fairy tales are ultimate. More often than not, her head is in the clouds and her nose in the book. Our dreamers.

[ ] Leather Queen: This is for the warrior princesses. The type of girls who give boys a run for their money and wear tight jeans just watch the little vampires come undone. Hands for fighting and these heels for ass-kickings. Our protectors.

[ ] Medieval Mistress: This is for the no-nonsense girls. The ones who know better because they’re ten steps ahead. They’re schemers—they might be shy, or they might not be. More importantly, they’re selective. Our wisdom.

[ ] Gothic Dame: This for the mysteries. The ones no one can quite make heads or tails out off. She’s a mixture, a melting pot of sugar and sinister. She might be Rockabilly Starlet one day, or a Medieval Mistress other days. Our sisters.

[X] Other: Hard working, barely getting by tattoo artist and extra-planar traveler. Brought up in the Navajo Nation by a trio of elders who taught me healing, chant, and trance work. Other cultures say ‘shaman’. Special consultant to the Seattle Police Department’s Acts of Magic Unit.

Who is your favorite fairy tale villain?

No favorites. Monsters are real. I’ve known too many of them. Sometimes, I think I may be one.

If you could be any fairy tale princess, who would it be?

Is there a fairy tale princess of normal? I’d like that. To have people not be afraid of me or the magic. If only for a few minutes.

Now, tell us the twit you hate most.

So many choices… the one who kidnapped and tattooed me – Daniel. No. The monster tattooed on Daniel. No! My cousin Charlie. Oh yeah. He’s the one. All right. I admit it. If I could desecrate his grave? We’d be designing a very different dress.

Anything else you’d like to add…

I mentioned the demon tattooed to my hide. He’s sharing my living space – my psyche, my body, fighting me for control. You’d think I’d hate him. I don’t. He’s only looking for freedom. And maybe revenge. Thing is, if I lose control and he wins, people will die. A lot of people. Is it possible to design some kind of warning system into the clothing? While I’m me and throwing sparks of amber magic, the clothes stay one color?  But if his midnight dark magic takes over – I don’t know – can the clothes turn into a flashing DANGER sign?

After many barrels of chocolate, a dash of magic, and furious sewing…
Sinister Stitches’ Gothic Dame,
Madame Mari presents Isa’s Completed Dress
“Rebel Angel”


Spanish Jasmine, spectral dust and Bayou willow leaves circle the slender figure shrouded in the midst. Twin viceroy swallowtail wings stretch high over her back and the sweeping evergreen evening frock spun from clover and cannabis pales in comparison to the sheer utter majesty of true court: Welcome to Sinister Stitches, shugah. I’m Madame Mari. This is my little shop of sissorhands. Now then, let’s get with the stitchin’.

First, the outfit begins very simple. We’ve spun you a simple tight form-fitting asylum blouse. It’s woven from black sheep wool found right here in New Gotham and outfitted with a coating of specter dust. It should be stain resistant and offer a great deal of protection against things like...well, just about anything really. If it’s moving the speed of a bullet (or faster) it’ll pass right through body without leaving a scratch on your...or the threads.

Gillian the Candy Witch, and my beloved eldest, was in charge of your skirt. The mini-tutu petticoat skirt is fashioned from sable silk spun from black butterfly cocoons and brimstone crepe imported from The Veil. The fabric is light, soft, and slightly crinkled to give you that extra effortless sweet and sour silhouette. Expect two volume adding tiers with ruffled mesh frills at the hems.

As far as your query about a “danger sign,” all you need for that is an accessory, dear. 

Astrid, my daughter, got in touch with her friend, Elsa the Troll, from Bits and Pieces. Together, they scoured the goblin markets in search of just the thing. Pay special close attention to the beaded necklace, dear. 

While you’re in control, they will appear as mundane Neverland black pearls. In the event all...well, demon should break loose, they will glow white. That way everyone’s kettle is rattled and there’s a chance to save the day in time for tea.

We’ve paired the outfit with a pair of merfolk net stockings and my dear pup, Brenda, threw in your knee-high, patent leather hooker boots from Hellish Heels. According to her, one shouldn't stalk around hell on earth in anything else.

Here, take your dress box. No, no, it’s on the house, dear. You’ve made an old girl laugh and that’s worth the world to me. Come back and see us for tea, sometime. I’m sure, Brenda, would so love to share a snarky giggle or two.

IMPORTANT BULLETINS from THE PIXIES:

Fancy a tour of New Gotham? Check out New Gotham’s Survival Guide! It might save your life! (Link: http://sophieavett.weebly.com/new-gotham-bonus-content.html)

For more information about Sophie Avett’s New Gotham novels and Sinister Stitches series and recent release, ‘Twas the Darkest Night, please check out her website: http://www.sophieavett.weebly.com

For more information about Marcella Burnard and Isa’s adventures in Nightmare Ink, please check out her website: http://www.marcellaburnard.com/books.html



Image Credit(s): chaoss

Twas the Darkest Night
A New Gotham Novel
A Sinister Stiches Spin-off
Sophie Avett

Genre: Erotic Gothic Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Skeleton Key Publishing

Date of Publication:  March 15, 2014

Number of pages: est. 355 pages
Word Count:  est. 160, 000

Cover Artist: Elaina, For the Muse Designs

Book Description:

Remember the story about the troll who lived under the bridge—yes, well, that twit didn't have to pay rent.

Owner and operator of Bits and Pieces, and resident expert on charms and glamours, Elsa Karr is a witch with a sour frown and a list of things to do as long as Thor’s hammer. Top of the list is saving her father's shop from ruin. If she isn't trying to claw her way out of debt, she's arguing with her cat, Fenris, or shoveling carts of cake into her gob. She's not interested in romance or the vampire who rents the flat above her shop. All she wants is a little peace and chocolate--fine, all right! All right! The vampire is kind of screw all cute. (Curse him.)




The disgraced son and heir of the Wingates House vampire clan and a mad-man to boot, Marshall Ansley spends most of his time working and dodging his mother's phone calls. Marshall is beyond family. He's beyond everyone, actually. Don’t be daft, he especially doesn't do…Christmas. But behold, the plague brings an original flavor of annoyance this year when his boss tasks him with acquiring the account of a recluse fey and her upcoming Gothic clothing boutique, Sinister Stitches. That is the ONLY reason he's bothering with his shrewish landlord. No, that's it. No…really. Fine, if you insist, the witch might be a tad bit...all right, she's adorable. (Damn her.)




Scrooge meets Scrooge. Dominant meets Dominant. Tempers…spark. In each other, they may unfold a tale that only comes to pass on the darkest of nights.


About the Author:

Sophie Avett is kind of a nerd. Like not even one of the cute, hip ones everyone brags about nowadays. More like the socially awkward hippie who eats way too much bread and dreams about being a dragon from behind towers of mythology books. Um...yeah. Picture old, tattered paperbacks and comic books--mostly Batman and Wonder Woman--dwarfing a tiny desk, with just barely enough room for the troll who writes there and the 70 pound hell-hound that insists of laying it's wet nose on top of her bare foot.

Granted not the most exciting existence, but she tries to make up for it by writing romances populated with her own peculiar ilk of paranormal beasties.  Trolls, wyverns, the obscure Nordic brownie--she likes to keep things interesting. And bloody. (And mostly naked--but, we'll keep that bit between us.)

Sophie Avett loves to hear from her readers. (Hi, mom.) So if there's something on your mind, feel free to leave a message after the scream.


(Mom, seriously…you can just call me.)



Brimstone Pub, the Blog: http://thebrimstonepub.com/



Take a trip to New Gotham!

A paid vacation to New Gotham is an expensive affair. So, the ravens have decided to cover the cost of travel and fashion this delightful "Carriage Charm."

"Naked wizards and scheming vampires? Where do I sign?!" all the witches scream and random sparks of black magic crackle across the ceiling.

We're getting to that, dearies...

An Appointment for Tea with Mrs. Potts the Storymaven (aka Fairy Godmother) will require the use of the earrings the pixies have fashioned out of raven skulls, AKA, "Raven Ear-wings."

The baubles should land the winners in New Gotham's clock-tower square.  It could be that they do nothing at all. Or you might end up in oblivion. Good luck with that. The crickets will read about it in the papers, no doubt.

“What do I have to do?” everyone screams and waves their good silver stakes in the air. (Good girls.)

How to Win the Vacation of a Lifetime...

You have to fill out information in the Rafflecopter form at the bottom of the tour stops

Win a Dress from Sinister Stitches!

Sophie Avett's ravens have partnered with the Witches-Who-Stitch to offer a special prize. It’s a dress featured in Sophie’s upcoming release, ‘Twas the Darkest Night. The sinister witches made it special for Elsa but after many carts of cake offered to the trinity in sacrifice, they have agreed to stitch an exact replica for one lucky witch.

“What do I have to do?!” everyone screams and fails theirs arms like deranged daisies. (Just go with it.)

How to Win a Dress...

You have to sign up via the Rafflecopter form that will be posted at the bottom of each and every Sinister Stitches Tour Stop

At the end of Sophie Avett’s Bewitching Book Tours campaign (March 17 to March 31 2014) the ravens will announce a winner and gather that witch's measurements via email.

Well?

What are you waiting for?

Every girl needs a dress for a wicked fairy tale.

a Rafflecopter giveaway


March 17 Guest blog
Erotica by Cori Vidae

March 17 Spotlight
Book Liaison  

March 17 spotlight
Sapphyria's Steamy Book Reviews

March 18 Character Interview
Bitten By Love Love Reviews 

March 18 Spotlight
Behind Closed Doors

March 18 Guest blog 
The Snarkology  

March 19 Interview 
Eclipse Reviews

March 19 guest post 
Books & Tales:

March 19 Spotlight and review
Penny For Them...

March 20 Spotlight
Author Karen Swart

March 20 Interview
Words Without Limits

March 21 Guest blog
Magic and Mayhem 

March 21 Interview
The Simple Things in Life 

March 24 Guest blog (all week feature)
Kay Dee Royal

March 24 Interview 
Darkest Cravings - Adult Blog

March 25 Guest blog
Erotica For All

March 25 Interview
All I Want and More 

March 26 Guest blog
Fangs, Wands & Fairy Dust

March 26 Interview
Butterfly-o-Meter Books

March 27 Spotlight
Shut Up & Read 

March 27 Spotlight and review
The Book Review 

March 28 Guest blog and review
Romantic Reads and Such

March 28 Guest blog
Aly's Miscellany

March 31 Spotlight
Share My Destiny

March 31 review
Nicky Peacock Author


Monday, March 24, 2014

Wolf Legend Book Tour Guest Post and Giveaway

Title: Wolf Legend
Author: Florence Witkop
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Jane, who dislikes wolves because they kill livestock, takes Buck Portman, wolf researcher and wildlife professor at the nearby college to an island for a week to seek out the huge wolves legend says have been seen in the area. She's skeptical until a huge wolf runs through their camp... and mentally connects with Jane. Both woman and wolf are startled by their mental connection. The wolf invites Jane to follow so they can sort out what's between them. Jane takes off after the wolf in the dark, followed by the confused professor. She follows the wolf through a cave and into another world, one populated by larger-than-life, dangerous animals, including the wolves of the legend. Her mental connection to the alpha she-wolf is all that saves their lives in that dangerous place. Days later, when they return to their world, at the request of the alpha wolf they take her wolf pup with a broken leg so it can be healed. Problem is that wild wolves are not allowed as pets in our world so the professor must technically care for the wolf with Jane's help. But he has reservations. The huge dire wolf pup is in the wrong world. As it grows, will it remain a pet or become a dangerous predator? As the attraction between Jane and the professor grows, so do the problems inherent in having a huge prehistoric wolf in today's world. 


Links
Amazon link:   http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009R6WMT0
Smashwords link:  http://www.smashwords/com/books/view/287109


 MAGICAL REALISM

by

Florence Witkop

There's a newish genre of fiction out there. Okay, a sub-genre. Maybe a sub-sub-genre. I don't know how long it's been around because I noticed it just the other day. Now, normally I don't pay much attention to such things because, as far as I'm concerned, a good story is a good story no matter how it's categorized. I realize fiction must be put into some kind of system so readers can find what they like, but as a writer, the mere thought of deciding what genre my stories fit into can and does do awful things to my psyche.

But this genre was different. The name spoke to me. Magical realism. Two words that don't normally go together even though I've always thought they should. Could the world finally be catching up to my wisdom? Wow!

I like Dean Koontz. And Stephen King when he's not being too gory.  They are considered horror writers, though, as Dean Koontz once said, he just writes the stories and someone else decides where to shelve them. And I like Neil Gaiman. He writes fantasy, not horror per se. But, as far as I'm concerned, all of them write magical realism because they all write stories that just slightly skew reality. In their novels the world doesn't morph into something unrecognizable during the course of the story and when that story ends, the world is still as it was at the beginning.

Because the world their stories are set in is instantly and completely recognizable as the world you and I live in. The human population isn't in danger of becoming a minority struggling against the majority population of goblins, witches and other inhuman beings because those writers skew reality only enough for the story to progress but not enough for it to become something other than what it is.

I like that because I like our old, solid, beautiful world. I prefer it to one that has morphed into something else. And I like seeing any and all writers explore the magic that exists all around us. In short, I like magic and the possibilities it presents, both in real life and in fiction. And it's nice to know there's finally a genre that my own stories fit into.


Excerpt One
I set the cup on the ground beside me to save the one last cold swallow for later when I turned in for the night.  Buck, watching, hooked his own empty cup over his belt and prepared to do the same.
As my cup touched the ground, the largest wolf I'd ever seen ran through our campsite.  Two hundred pounds at least, possibly three hundred, with black velvet, silver-tipped fur and yellow eyes that shone in the night. 
It was beautiful.  Awesome.  And it tore through the camp as if we weren't there, scattering plates and silverware every which way and making short work of the tent just because it happened to be in its path.  "Oh my God!"  My mouth dropped open because the wolf couldn't exist.  Not here, not anywhere on earth.  But it did.
The wolf heard.  Stopped.  Turned towards me.  Scared the crap out of me because it was larger than me, double the size of any wolf I'd ever heard of and a predator.  Tipped its head to one side and looked straight at me.  Stared.
Our looks met.  Connected.  My fear disappeared because it wasn't looking for food.  It was on its way home and in a hurry to get there.  The pups missed their mom, the rest of the pack was good, they took care of the pups, but they couldn't take the place of a real mother.  It should hurry home.
 I blinked.  Tried to wrap my mind around what was happening and failed completely.  I couldn't know what it was thinking.  I couldn't be reading its mind.  Of course not, it was impossible to know what another human being was thinking, let alone a wolf.  Wolves were a whole other species. 
Except that I did. 


Author Bio
Florence’s stories begin as simple tales of contemporary life, often in small towns or the wilderness she knows so well. Where they go from there is what makes them special. There is always a strong sense of place. Sometimes they cross genres and contain paranormal, sci/fi, or fantasy elements. There is usually a romance and there are always characters her readers like and would enjoy having as friends.
Most of all, there is a story because what Florence does best is tell stories. Well plotted stories that carry the characters towards a logical conclusion that always includes a happy ending.  Stories that shine light on the human condition while they celebrate the world we live in.  Stories that her readers relate to and remember long after the reading is over.
She writes about people who are as normal as apple pie (most of them, anyway) who unexpectedly find themselves in the middle of situations ranging from the heartwarming through the difficult and all the way to the horrendous. But Florence’s characters choose to act instead of running away. In the process, they survive, thrive, overcome whatever obstacles large or small are thrown in front of them, and while they are at it, they find time to fall in love.
Florence was born in the city and has lived in the suburbs, small towns, the country and the wilderness area of northern Minnesota, where she still lives with her husband and a cowardly cat named Smoke.
At various times in her writing career she’s been a confession writer, a copywriter, a ghost writer and an editor. She writes short stories, novellas and novels.  Her work has been categorized as romance, science-fiction, fantasy, mainstream and eco-fiction, to name a few genres that it fits so beautifully into.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Rise of the Goddess Anthology




Title: Rise of the Goddess
Genre: Mythic Lore/ Anthology
Rating: PG 13 for mild language and mild violence
Release Date: March 20, 2014
Publisher: Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing
Editor: Catherine Stovall
List of Contributors:
Cover Art: Dave J. Ford

Authors:

Aubrey Diamant
Samantha Ketteman
Sinead MacDughlas
Michael Cross
Rebecca Poole
Catherine Stovall
Marion C. Lanier
Andrea L. Staum
Elizabeth L. Lance
Shebat Legion
Zoe Adams
Beth W. Patterson
Mariana Thorn
Cecilia Clark
Artists: 
Jackie McMahon
Rebecca Poole
Blurb:
The Goddess: a female deity who represents strength, love, dignity, sexuality, motherhood, wrath, peace, the elements, and so much more. She is the symbol of every woman who has ever been or will ever come to be. She comes from a myriad of places and beliefs, her image always changing, but her presence always there. In this collection of fourteen beautifully written stories and three lovely original artworks, the Goddess rises in many unique forms to remind the world of the strength and beauty that is woman and the connection she has with all things.
 ****All proceeds from the Rise of the Goddess anthology will go to benefit the Elliott Public Library****



Down came the Queen of Heaven By Aubrey Diamant
The world is falling into an early winter brought on by the wrath of the Great God Magnes. Nicasia, a minor vegetation goddess, refuses to turn her heart away from the mortals she helps daily. Disobeying her sovereign god, Nicasia falls to Earth. Arriving in the near barren field of a mortal, Caius, who she has long loved from afar, Nicasia brings his fields and heart to life. Magnes seeing Nicasia has disobeyed him punishes her by sacrificing Caius. When these two titans clash on Earth, only the strongest of them all will be left standing.

Bia by Samantha Ketteman
The Goddess and personification of Force is not one to be controlled. When Bia's brothers and sister attempt to thwart her visits to her human lover, her inner goddess rises and she will stop at nothing to be with the man that she loves.

Carmaterdea by Sinead MacDuhglas
The young goddess Carmaterdea has had her fill of godly debauchery. She is ready to make her own way, leaving behind the pantheon at Atlantis. Rather than the new life she's seeking, however, Carm finds an old world, an old god, and a lost piece of her heritage.
Goddess of My Heart by Michael Cross
Love, an unbreakable bond, formed from the threads of life that are woven through eternity. Isis, destined to become a goddess known to the world for her strength and beauty, must face her greatest test when her husband, Osiris, is ripped away from her. She searches for him across Egypt while his brother, Set, the man responsible for so much evil, follows behind her. Will she be able to reach Osiris or will Set win and destroy all that Isis loves including the future of her unborn child?

Her by Rebecca Poole
A lifetime of toil.  Believing when no one else does.  Staying steadfast, staying the course.  Being the last of his kind.  Waiting.  Sometimes patient, sometimes not.  He who serves his goddess understands when others do not.  He welcomes the final act, but devotion has a price.  A sacrifice.  And a goddess is unwavering in Her demands.
A Goddess’s Revenge by Catherine Stovall
The cries of her people broke through her mother’s enchantment, and the goddess Kel awoke to find that all she loved had been destroyed. The world of Wade has been ruled by loveless gods for too long, and all that the old goddesses built has been forgotten. The lands lay tainted and the people stand corrupted by all that has befallen them since the ways of the Earth goddess were laid to waste. Awakened by this tragedy, Kel and her warrior Kore must seek out the cause of such horrors and find a way to give new life to Wade.

Love, Lust, Beauty (Art) by Jackie McMahon
Hunting the Dark by Marion C. Lanier
Hunting the Dark follows Artemis as she flees from her traitorous uncle, Hades. She is the last remaining goddess... all other gods have been killed or have sworn fealty to the Dark.
Artemis tried to warn the others, but they wouldn't listen. After Hades made his move, Artemis went into hiding. In Hunting the Dark, Hades catches up to Artemis for a final family reunion where she shows us why she is truly the Lady of the Hunt.

Mother of Monsters by Andrea L. Staum
The time of the Olympian gods has long passed, but Echidna, the Mother of Monsters has adapted and hidden among humans as Erica, an instructor of the Institute for the Understanding of the Metaphysical and as an agent of the Clark Agency. Combining Urban Fantasy and Mythology, Mother of Monsters has Erica facing her past when one of her children crashes to Earth in a meteorite and begins creating havoc in the Russian countryside.

Goddess Touched by Elizabeth L. Lance
Moira McCain is the golden goddess of stage and screen. Everyone loves her, and she loves her fans. With that in mind, Moira books a USO tour, hoping to bring joy to those that fight for her country. Her first stop is Manas Air Force Base, where she plans to sing and debut her new movie. But Moira is in for a big surprise when she meets Colonial Mars.
Mars, the god of war, has been overseeing soldiers for centuries, guiding, protecting and giving them courage to face adversity in battle. With a little encouragement from a manipulative Minerva, goddess of wisdom, Mars takes a much needed break and finds that the entertainment is much more than a pretty face, she is indeed a little goddess.

The Cast Iron Skillet by Shebat Legion
An abused woman, in fear of her drunken husband, argues with her inner goddess as to the correct course of action to take in which to save her own life.
The Weaver by Zoe Adams
A long time ago, Greece was ruled by great and wise beings. The Gods and Goddesses of Mount Olympus. Years have passed, and many of the beings of myth have long moved on. Athena returns to Greece, hoping to get away from it all, and finds herself tested by a young woman, with a rather high opinion of herself. Will Athena let her be, or will she teach her a lesson that she will never forget?

Shield of Light by Beth W. Patterson
Handsome Frank Laska, an outwardly surly New Orleans bartender with a hidden heart of gold, is jaded from dealing with more than his fair share of darkness, dramas, and traumas. He finds his spirit to be sapped by the constant droves of needy people, namely the unpredictable Goth girl Maxilla. It all seems too much, until a kindly deity touches his life and shows him the light within.

Vanquish by Mariana Thorn
Driven only by a need for retribution…

Kalypso, a fae-vampire, was considered a goddess by the humans. Finally coming into her powers, her only desire is to destroy the one that made her this abomination. If it took her whole existence, she would be the hand that cuts her creator, Diokles down.

Seeking out the Halfling that could end it all…

Alkaios is a hellhound with a mission, wanting nothing more than to end the corruption with the hellhound hierarchy. With the Master of the hellhounds, Paldin consorting with a mad vampire, Alkaios seeks out the only one that could stop them both…

Falling For You by Cecilia Clark
When Jacob Childes, a young naïve archaeology graduate, is chosen for his talents to open a previously untouched temple of a Goddess, he unwittingly leads a team of thieves who want nothing more than treasure and he must find a way to protect the artefacts, the Goddess and himself.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Invoking Nonna: Tripple Goddess Series Book 1



        Title: Invoking Nonna
        Author: Sage Adderley
        Series: Triple Goddess Series (Book 1)
        Genre: YA, Paranormal
        Paperback: 186 pages
        Publisher: Sweet Candy Press; 1ST edition (December 20, 2013)
        ISBN-10: 0989709825
        ISBN-13: 978-0989709828

Book Description

Maggie Sloan is a free-spirited teenager growing up in rural Georgia. Unlike her peers, Maggie is a witch and so is her mother. In addition to normal teenager rites of passage, she must learn about her family lineage and witchcraft. Her mother, Laura, keeps a tight lid on their family secrets - like the mysterious life and death of her grandmother who passed away before Maggie was born.

Practicing the craft will test solid friendships and introduce Maggie to new realms. While seeking the truth about herself and her family, Maggie is faced with danger from churchgoing classmates who will stop at nothing to make sure she is found out. Laura and Maggie strengthen their bond through witchcraft and work together to overcome their enemies. Are their magical gifts enough to keep them safe?

Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E5Dnc1YczF0

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Excerpt

My heart sank as Ruby stood there holding the blue book with the pentacle and a very confused expression. Oh man, why couldn’t Ruby keep her hands to herself? She always looked through my stuff. Normally, I didn’t have anything to hide, so I didn’t think too much about it. I had completely forgotten about the witchcraft book.

I took in a deep breath and just decided to go with it. “Yeah, I’ve been reading about Wicca.”

“What? Since when and why haven’t you told me about it?”

I ran my fingers through the madness on my head, and sighed. I knew this day would come, and I tried to pre- pare myself for the million questions that Ruby would fling at me. I sat on my bed and fiddled with the strings on my pink pajama pants.

“I started seeing these twinkles from the corner of my eye. They were like tiny sparkles of light that flashed quickly around my head. I thought I had low blood sugar and I was getting light headed, but it even happened when I felt physically fine. I tried to explain the sparkles with a rational reason, but I have yet to come up with one.”

“Wait, you see sparkles, and now you read about witchcraft. Call me crazy, but I am not seeing the connection here, Maggie.”

For the first time ever, Ruby was looking at me as if I had gone full blown nuts. I had no idea how to explain my- self or to transfer my thoughts into words that would make sense to her because honestly, I had a hard time understanding things myself. I am reacting on emotion and gut feelings - two things that can be hard to describe to other people not experiencing them. I sat down on the ground and took a deep breath and tried again.

“Ruby, I just feel different. When I see those sparkles, it’s as though I have a higher awareness of what is going on around me. I feel light, almost as though I am floating. It feels ... it feels really awesome.”

I could see Ruby’s brows crunching together, and her head tilts to one side. She was trying very hard to understand me. I saw her lightly nibbling on her bottom lip which meant she was unsure, but sympathetic to her best friend who just came out of the witchcraft closet.

“Well, have you cast any spells?”

Ruby sat down across from me and waited for my response. I picked up the book on Wicca and thumbed through some of the pages. I was waiting for words of wisdom to roll off my tongue.

“When you go to church with your family, do you feel something? Do you feel God?”

Ruby thought for a moment, “I guess so. I mean, I believe in God.”

“See, when I go to church or read about God, I don’t feel anything and it just doesn’t make sense to me. But this, this book makes sense to me. It just feels right.”

“Does your mom know?”

One confession was enough for today. I wouldn't open up the can of worms about my mom being a witch, too.

“No and I’d like to keep it that way for now. And that goes for everyone else, too. Not even Rhiannon!”

Ruby held her hand up in a gesture promising she would not peep a word. I wondered if she thought differently of me now. Ruby was one of the kindest humans I know. I’d be surprised if this shook up things between us.


And it didn’t.

Guest Post:

As I tossed around ideas for my young adult novel, I was positive that I wanted to write about an adolescent witch. I tried to think of what my teenage self would have wanted to read. Like my main character, Maggie Sloan, I grew up in a rural town in Georgia and stood apart from most of my classmates because of basic things like, music preference, clothing, and brightly colored hair. I would have loved to read about an alternative teen while going to school with pretty conservative-minded kids.
Being a teenager is awkward enough without having to worry about discrimination or harassment because of gender, race, class, religion, or sexual preference. I wanted a relatable character for a teen witch or any young person feeling out of place. Maggie is a 15-year-old on a journey to find herself while partaking in a magical world despite the odds set against her.
I adore fairy tales and fantasy, but I decided to focus on the realism of witchcraft when writing my book. No pumpkins turning into golden carriages or flying monkeys – but those are great, too! While I am not a practicing Wiccan, I do identify as a Pagan and I’m very familiar with the Wiccan path. I think presenting the facts behind the nature-based religion is important and made sure that stayed a priority throughout the story.
It was crucial for me to depict a witch practicing white magic and being mindful of how her actions would affect others. I wanted to emphasize the importance of being ethical while identifying as a witch and casting spells. And hopefully, I can reach a reader that may have some false preconceptions about “real life” witches.

I strived to maintain a respectful presence for all religions. I also played with the dynamic between two best friends who are involved in polar opposite religions. So yeah, maybe I have a not-so hidden message of let’s be kind to each other despite our differences.

It was heart warming to receive positive feedback from Christians who normally don’t read about witches and enjoyed Invoking Nonna. Likewise, I received reviews from witches who were excited to read a realistic portrayal of a witch.

I might be a little biased, but Invoking Nonna is an enthralling story with magic, mystery, and some paranormal interactions. Maggie is on a mission to search for her family’s history in order to unlock secrets that have been tucked away for years and repair the fractured relationship with her mother.

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Author Bio

Sage Adderley is a single (and very busy) mom of three humans and one cat. She is passionate about kindness, coffee, mental health, fat activism, and the DIY lifestyle. Sage is the owner of Sweet Candy Distro & Press, Sage's Blog Tours, and writes the zines Tattooed Memoirs and Marked For Life. She is also the creator of FAT-TASTIC! Sage currently resides in the magical land of Olympia, Wa.