Eternal Press Authors' Blog

"My Angel, My Light, As Darkness Falls" by Linda Hays-Gibbs

2012-01-24T19:30:00.003-05:00

I am so excited! My book "My Angel, My Light, As Darkness Falls" is being launched on Feb. 7th by Eternal Press. I think that my publisher is the greatest. I hope all of you will offer me advice and help me find the ropes. I appreciate all of your help. Please come by for my launch and give me some much needed support. Thank you Eternal Press.

Sincerely,

Linda D. Hays-Gibbs

However Long the Night: Release Date and Promotional Activies

2012-01-24T08:36:00.003-05:00

My new mainstream novel, HOWEVER LONG the NIGHT, is being released by Eternal Press on February 7th. Winner of the Lighthouse Book Award for Fiction and the Royal Palm Award for Fiction, HLTN is a 90,000-word contemporary romantic tale with a tense love triangle, family secrets, lots of suspense, a major dose of corporate shenanigans and a historical background. I'll be signing books at the Book'Em North Carolina Writers Conference in Lumberton on February 25-26, where I'll also be highlighted on a panel titled, "Turn the Page" the Suspense is Thrilling Me." Please come see me, if you can. If you can't, a day later I'll begin a 15-stop promotional blog tour with Goddess Fish Promotions. For those of you who might be interested in reading my thoughts on writing and my path to becoming an award-winning writer, I encorage you to read some of my interviews. The link to the tour is posted on my website: www.davidperesda.com. Happy reading and writing to all of you.

Following up on my Newe Year's Resolution

2012-01-18T18:51:00.002-05:00

Okay. I resolved to start off the New Year by writing Uncanny, the third book in my Underworld Series for E.P. Because ot the originall New Year's Resolution in 2009, I've been busy catching up on writing the first book in every series I'd conceived that I thought was still viable, so I sort of neglected the series that already did have the first done--in this case, the first two. Uncanny is coming along nicely, should have it ready to send in by the end of February. It's the story of a young woman who was exposed as a baby on Wolfen Ridge for the beasts to eat, but was picked up by a midwife and substituted for the dead baby she'd delivered earlier that night. But babies weren't left on the Ridge unless they were abnormal in some way. Zyla may have been rescued, but sooner or later...
The Underworld is connected by gates to other worlds and a human may fall through one of these gates from Earth and discover that, because of red hair and green eyes, she's slated for death--like in Unwanted, the second story.
Or a princess slated to marry an older king may fall through and never be the same agian--like in Unwise, my first story.
Uncanny is totally different from either because Zyla really is uncanny.
Th next book planned is Unearthly where a denizen of the Underworld, falls through a gate onto Earth. It's great fun writing these stories and I'm so happy Kim's given me the chance. Jane
www.JaneToombs.com

January Sale Catalog

2012-01-14T17:17:00.002-05:00

We're participating in this January Book Sale Catalog. Check it out here:

http://read2review.com/events-reading-group/events/january-sale-catalogue-2012/

GoddessFish Tour: However Long the Night

2012-01-11T13:27:00.001-05:00

Please join me on my blog tour to promote However Long the Night, due out February 7, 2012 from Eternal Press!

http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2012/01/virtual-book-tour-however-long-night.html

New Books!

2012-01-06T19:45:00.000-05:00

At midnight tonight, Eternal Press has seven new titles releasing. http://www.eternalpress.biz Grab your free calendar while there too!

Meet Odessa Clay

2012-01-05T01:30:00.000-05:00

Today is Historical day on the blog, and I'm going to sweep you away to the old west. My books are almost all created by characters who come invade my thoughts and bring their story ideas with them. In the case, the gal nagging me was Odessa Clay, so Odessa seemed like a proper title for the book. Here's a blurb, then an interview so you can better get to know her:

The wagon carrying Odessa Clay and her father overturns,killing him. Alone and scared inthe middle of the desert, she faces finding her way to Phoenix and Aunt Susan.Food and water run out, and Odessa is near death when Zach Johnson finds her. Squinting up into his tanned andhandsome face, Dessie believes she’s died and gone to heaven.

Would-be-outlaw, Zach Johnson finds an unconscious womanalone in the middle of nowhere. Where did she come from? First glance: she appears young, but the curves beneath the dustygingham say otherwise. He didn’tplan to become someone’s hero, but how can he leave her stranded?

Will the promise of Odessa’s sweet lips lure Zach from thesecret mission that has his gut twisted into a knot? His father’s ranch isn’t the only thing at stake—now it’shis heart.

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Now, on with the interview, but you have to use a little imagination...

Picture a modern-dayman in a suit, seated on stool adjacent to a pretty blonde woman dressed in along gingham gown with a bonnet hanging down her back. The sides of her hair are drawn to herhead’s crown in a blue ribbon that matches her dress, and she twists ahandkerchief in nervous hands. Bright lights shine on them and cameras are ready to roll.

Action!

Interviewer: “Throughthe magic of character development, we have a heroine straight from GingerSimpson’s western historical novel, Odessa,here with us today. Please welcomeMiss Odessa Clay. It still isMiss, isn’t it?”

Odessa: Lowers her gaze. “Well, not for long. If Zach has hisway.”

Interviewer: “Tell us about Zach. How did you meet him? Was it love at first sight?”

Odessa: Cocks her head. “Hardly. He might be a tall good-lookin’ drink of water, but Ithirsted for the real thing when I first opened my eyes.” Noticesraised brow of interviewer. I had just left my father, dead and pinned beneathour wagon, to try to save my own skin. When Zach found me, I had collapsed from heat exhaustion and thirst inthe middle of the trail I think led to Phoenix.”

Interviewer: “Why were you headed to Phoenix?” Heshuffles through the papers in his lap.

Odessa: “I suppose you mean literally? I wasn’t about to spend another nightstaring eye-to-eye with a coyote and waiting for a snake to curl up next tome. Of course, I was devastated tolose Pa, but I sure wasn’t ready to meet my maker. My aunt, Susan, lives in Phoenix, and with her being my lastliving relation, I planned to reach her just like Pa planned before hedied. He didn’t like the idea ofme living in a town as wild as Tucson had become.”

Interviewer: Crosseshis long legs. “What brought Zach to the middle of the desert?”

Odessa: “His horse, of course.”

Interviewer: Smilesand chuckles. “I know he wason a horse, but I mean where was he headed…why was he there to find you at theopportune moment?”

Odessa: Raises hand to heated cheek. “Oh. Zach’s pa was in danger of losing hisland to the bank, so Zach had to make a very difficult decision. He was on his way to Charleston to joinup with a notorious band of outlaws and rob the stage carrying the localminers’ wages. “ She holds up a hand before the interviewercan speak. “Now mind you, Zachis a law-abidin’ man put into a terrible situation. You might be surprised at how things worked out for him.”

Interviewer: “Sounds like he had quite anadventure. Did you?”

Odessa: She fluttersher eye and shakes her head. “Ihonestly don’t want to dwell on it. Let’s just say that I should have listened to Zach and steered clear ofthe job in the saloon. It’sdefinitely not a place for ladies.”

Interviewer: Glancesat his wrist. “Sadly, time isup for today. I wish we could havediscussed your story further, but I guess people will have to buy Odessa if they want to know how thingsturn out.” Holds up a copy. “It says here that Eternal Press published the book.”

Odessa: “Yes, and it’s available in otherplaces, too. Amazon and Barnes andsomething. You’ll have to forgiveme. I’m not at all familiar withyour new-fangled computers and such.”

Interviewer: Chuckles again. “I can only imagine. Thank you so much for joining us today, Ms. Clay. Best of luck in your new life.”

The lights dim, menstep from behind the cameras and where silence prevailed, voices chatter. The man who asked the questions walksaway, and Odessa is left to wonder what to do now. Zach steps from the shadows and offers his hand. “Time to go home, Dessie. You did a fine job.”

Like Odessa said, her book is offered right here at Eternal Press. It's currently up on the Preditor and Editor's vote under "other" novels. I'm not sure how it got there, but I guess it's because there isn't an historical category. Lots of wonderful authors, covers, sites, and books are up for your votes. Please visit if you can and make someone's day. http://critters.org/predpoll

Voting only lasts a few more days. :) I'll be back next Historical day with another interview...this time of multiple characters. :)

Download Our Calendar!

2011-12-31T01:13:00.003-05:00

Here's a gift from Eternal Press to you: http://www.eternalpress.biz/EP2012calendar.pdf
Download this free 2012 pdf or print it out. It also has a promotional savings code you can use all year long in 2012! Happy New Year everyone!

Kill Zone, A Young Adult Adventure

2011-12-27T09:37:00.003-05:00

I aimed for young adult writing with my new release, Kill Zone, but I did so after-the-fact. The book was already written when I realized, with just a few modifications, I could remove offensive language and unnecessary explicit scenes and have an excellent story suitable for young people. The book is filled with science fact and new theories, enough to make people think, so it seemed a natural work to offer the young. Some might consider the subject matter, terrorism, to be at the fringe for young adults, but in today's world terrorism is a fact of life and hiding it won't change a thing. Against the backdrop of terrorism, there are also interrelated plots of the development of a solution to the oil crisis and a love story that withstands the test of time and separation. There is also avarice--a quest for Mayan gold and the related exploration of the massive underwater caverns in Yucatan, Mexico.

Kill Zone was my second young adult book, although it is the first of a related pair of contemporary fiction novels. While Kill Zone presents one possible result of unrestrained biological terrorism, its sequel deals with the recovery from an environmental disaster of unthinkable proportions--the re-population of earth. In both novels, the heroes are young females. They are strong, witty and tenacious. Both face an uncertain future, and both are brought close to the love of their life by the dangerous situations they face and the way they handle them.

Kill Zone Blurb: Dr. Marcy Whites overcomes enormous genetic engineering obstacles to resurrect a prehistoric bacterium, V5, capable of creating renewable oil, and reclaims the love of her life in the process. After V5 is designated a national resource, Marcy’s team is sequestered in Cheyenne Mountain, but bio-terrorism quickly overshadows her successes. People die by the millions when genetically-engineered beta-hemolytic streptococcus (BHS) is inadvertently released in Mecca, a pathogen specifically developed for bio-terrorism. Carried by fanatical Ambulatory Infectious Agents seeking martyrdom, the flesh-eating disease spreads like wildfire with a 100% kill rate, while Predictive Antiviral Project (PAP) scientists in Cheyenne Mountain race to develop a vaccine to counter it. Out of desperation, countries agree to sanitize the infectious outer perimeter of the Kill Zone with nuclear weapons, even as Dr. Whites joins the PAP team to adapt V5 as a BHS antidote. Their deadline passes, and Operation Sanitize releases mankind’s most powerful weapons against its smallest enemy. Nuclear detonations temporarily halt expansion of the Kill Zone, but Dr. Whites continues antidote refinement, knowing BHS-laden dust will eventually settle. Kill Zones soon crop up worldwide, the entire world is inoculated with V5, and energy independence is achieved; however, one year later, birth rates begin declining. Marcy and other scientists locked inside Cheyenne Mountain gird for an extended stay – at least until the anomaly can be fully explained.

Aftermath Horizon suggests a reason Adam and Eve’s children find mates in the biblical book of Genesis. The novel takes readers far into the future by investigating deep into the past.

Aftermath Horizon Blurb: In a world struggling to recover from biological warfare, Cultural Anthropologists, Beth Gooding and Professor James, work to resurrect the technology of the past without the brutality of the past. They lead austere lives typical of the early 1800’s frontier, until they become explorers in Old World Syria – where they investigate further back in time than anyone ever dreamed, and discover they can move their society further forward than anyone ever imagined. David and Beth endure many brushes with death, but with each experience their love grows stronger, and they come to realize life without the other wouldn’t be living at all.

Thanks for reading,

James L. Hatch

http://cookinwithmisshavana.blogspot.com/

And the winner is???

2011-12-26T16:48:00.001-05:00

Winner of the Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn Series Contest Nyclocs.

I hope you totally enjoy the book as much as I enjoyed writing it!!! Congratulations to Nyclos,and to check out more contest and giveaways and the latest on the Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn Series, Trailers, Next Books in the series and updates, check out the site @ www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin, http://poisonedpin.blogspot.com/2011/12/winner-is.html.

Thanks a Bunch again to all of you who entered!!!

Romantic suspense with holiday spirit

2011-12-15T13:52:00.006-05:00

Of course we want our homes filled with holiday happiness. Our lawn needs glitz as well even though reindeer and igloo might have lost some lights. All this is hard work. When I want to relax, I read or write in my favorite genre-- sensuous love stories when the heroine and hero face villains trying to knock them off! Love and danger fill the pages of DEEDS OF DECEIT, a December release from Eternal Press. Now my head is toying with the second book in my WELCOME TO THE LAKE series. I think of something bad and then make it worse. Isn't that fun, ha ha.
One of my favorite author's is Canadian Margaret Atwood who was inspired by fairy tales. In her kaleidoscopic variation of Bluebeard, she substitutes the "dreaded forbidden chamber" with her husband's secrets and evil intent. Fairy tales contain classic elements such as the monster, search for love, violent struggle, and usually a happy ending!

Call Me Duchess #1 for Historical Fiction on Fictionwise!

2011-12-12T21:59:00.002-05:00

Call Me Duchess is #1 for Historical Fiction on Fictionwise! See link below!

http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/HistoricalFictionEbooks.htm

Wow...

2011-12-12T13:46:00.001-05:00

So,

Got some really good responses from the post Conundrum, keep the ideas coming guys! They’re great, and I’ve already set three of them aside that I may use for the ending of the book!

Ps, the contest for a free digital copy of my book Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn is still going strong. The end date is the Dec. 23rd, so log on and automatically be entered to win! :) (www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin go to the shout out page and leave ur solution to Em’s problem).

2011-12-12T09:48:00.001-05:00

Happy Holidays!

Input coupon code 12AR0CYRCSTY at check out to get 25% off of your order. This code is good until January 1, 2012 and on our website only. http://www.eternalpress.biz

Conundrum...

2011-12-09T14:34:00.004-05:00

So,

Got an idea for a new Women’s Contemporary fiction book.

I was talking to a friend the other day, and she was telling me about this huge conundrum that she’s in. I thought that I would the scenario for a new book. Then I thought I would send it out, have you guys respond to it, and then whoever has the best answer, I’ll base the ending of the book on what they wrote back to me. You’ll get partial credit for the concept, be acknowledged at the end of the book for your contributions, and get some fame out of it lol.

However, there are some stipulations for answers:

You Can Not answer in a Christian tone, (i.e, you’re goin to hell in gasoline draws, God is gonna punish you, or the Bible says blazay, blazay….)
She is NOT a hoe, so I won’t accept answers like that.
Give serious answers, on what you think she should do.
Whichever is the best answer I’m gonna use for the ending of the book.

Scenario:

My friend and I were having coffee the other day, and I asked how her love life was going. She started laughing hysterically, and then commenced to tell me about it. She’d been dating this older guy, (she’s 35) for over a year now, but they have absolutely nothing common. (Yes sometimes this is good, but others it can be a disaster, which is what they are.) They have nothing in common whatsoever.

My friend, we’ll just say Emma, is a progressive liberal-near socialist, and he’s a conservative. They have nothing in common, except sex, (here she says it is off the chain hahaha). The sex is amazing, but they can’t have a normal conversation without it turning into an argument. Yet, despite this craziness, s says that he is a very sweet person (I’ve met him a couple of times and other than his spews of bollix on social issues he seemed nice enough). He does anything to make her happy, but he won’t see anyone else’s views as valid. He constantly talks shite about anything other than his views or beliefs, like the fact that education is a rip off, professors are shysters ( here you know I wanted to punch him the f*** out!) but they have been together for a year and she loves him to some degree; (but I think it’s more that she’s comfortable, he’s dependable, and she feels like since she’s 35 she doesn’t want to get out there in the meat market of dating).

Well, she happened to be at starbucks getting coffee and some guy asked what she was ordering out of the blue, and she turned to see who it was, and she said she was like wow( I know, already an intro for a book lol, I just need to make him extra yummy lol). They started talking, and he asked her for coffee the following week.

She decided to go, and said that she had a blast.

Here in lies her problem; she found out that he was only 26 years old (hahahahaha! Yes, I feel like use and abuse him for all of us over 35 year old women!).

He is everything that she wants. He’s funny, caring, likes the things that she likes, is kewl wit her 12 year old son, notices things, (like she got a hair cut, lost weight) and she has been dating him on the side for the last 4 months. Well, it’s been 4 months, but she hasn’t told the other guy that she’s been dating the 26 year old.

Last week she said it got intimate, and here I’m sorry but I couldn’t help laughing, because she said that the 26 year old he was only 5’9 and hung like a horse! (LmmfaO, Hahahahaha!).

Well, my answer to this could have gone several way. But seeing as how we’ve been friends for over a decade, she already knows what I’m gonna say to her. So I thought, I’d put it out there to you guys, and see what you thought? I already told her that I was gonna use it for a women’s fiction, so go ahead and give me your best.

She said that she was reluctant to make a choice, and I asked her why; this is what she said.

She’s 35 years old with a 12 year old son, and could she really have a relationship of significance with a 26 year old?
The 43 year old is stability, even if he is a dick most of the time
What if next week the 26 year old decided to date someone his own age, and where does that leave her if she gives up the 43 year old?
Although she is totally enraptured with the 26 year old, he wants things that she doesn’t (children, marriage), and wants her to want the same.

So, here is what you have to answer;

What would you advise her to do?

C’mon y’all make em good. Whichever is the best is the one that I’m gonna use for the book, will be posted on all my book sites, and you get credit for your answer if I use it. Leave them @www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin on the shout outs page

P.S.

The contest for the free digital copy of Teaching between Midnight and Dawn is still going strong (www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin. go to shout outs). The contest end date is Dec 23rd, so get your shout outs in by then if you want to win. By leaving a shout out, you're automatically entered for a chance to win. If you have vamp and werewolf fans as friends, this would be the perfect holiday gift or stocking stuffer from you.

Thanks a bunch Alie~

Excited...

2011-12-07T14:56:00.000-05:00

Excited

Very excited today,

Just finished new interviews, one with Eternal Press of course, Jagged Edge, EPIC BLOG INTERVIEW,( posted on 1/6/12) and they were so much fun. I was surprised at my answers to the interviewers questions, but it was great just the same. I'll let you guys know when the interview goes up so you can check it out, and see how much you truly know about me, tee-hee!

Love y'all.
Oh, p.s. the contest for the free digital copy of Teaching between Midnight and Dawn is still going strong (www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin. go to shout outs) The contest end date is Dec 23rd, so get your shout outs in by then if you want to win. By leaving a shout out, you're automatically entered for a chance to win. If you have vamp and werewolf fans as friends, this would be the perfect holiday gift from you.

Thanks a bunch

Promise of Love

2011-12-07T06:48:00.003-05:00

Very excited about my first publication with Eternal Press. Living in Japan, time zones work out horrible for the chats, so I'm posting this before my bedtime, for everyone's morning in the States.

Promise of Love by C. M. King
ISBN 9781615725700
Ratings: Heat - 3
Genre: Science Fiction Sub Genre: Romance
Blurb: Secret pasts, growing affections, and troubles with love.

Stuart MacEwan comes from a long line of British Royal Navy sailors, but has broken with tradition to join the space exploration ship the Resolution as Chief Armory Officer. In contrast, astronomer Hayashi, Rieko has always wanted to be out among the stars. She finds the mysterious Stuart attractive and is happy when she learns the feeling is mutual. However, the more Rieko learns about him, the deeper her interest in Stuart grows, and the greater her frustrations about how distant he keeps himself.

Can Rieko uncover the dark secrets in Stuart's past that make him wary of getting close to others? Will he face his fears about how much Rieko now means to him? Will Rieko finally break through Stuart's tough shell and gain a loving relationship with this mysterious loner?

Website: http://sites.google.com/site/cmkingwriter/
Journal: http://mgsmurf.livejournal.com/

New December Releases

2011-12-07T05:33:00.000-05:00

THEY'RE LIVE! Ten new books ready for you to get your copy and enjoy. Erotica! Western! Romance! Young Adult! Thriller! Paranormal! GBLT! Shapeshifter! There's bound to be something you'll fancy!
Eternal Press http://www.eternalpress.biz

Deeds of Deceit will be released tomorrow!

2011-12-06T16:48:00.002-05:00

Our 10-author Eternal Press chat is tomorrow! Anyone (authors included) is welcome to enter my contest to win a key finder (which hooks onto the zipper of your purse). Visit us!

Deeds of Deceit by Kathleen Rowland
ISBN 9781615725724
Ratings: Heat - 4
Genre: Romance Sub Genre: Holiday
Blurb: Danger awaits her around every corner, and he knew this day would come.

A half tank up the mountains, Big Bear winters are isolating for heiress Bayliss Jones. Circled by the same cult that murdered her parents fifteen years before, death awaits her around every corner. Her shirttail relative and trustee of her estate, Sheriff Byron McGill, never agreed with local hearsay that made her a suspect. Air crackles between two people who clash, but the spoiled princess needs his help. Besides hers, the life of a young man, her secret baby, hangs in the balance. There’s no time for error.

The Holidays...

2011-12-06T15:42:00.002-05:00

So,

Today is a new day, whoot hoot. Lost of writing to do today, because since i decided to push back book 11 and make it 12, I have loads of RESEARCH to do for the new book lol, but i love it anyway.
I'm happy today, because I'm doing two online interviews, and this is sooo much fun. When i finish and they have posted I'll let you guys know about it.
The site came out really good after I took some suggestions from a fellow writer; and i can say that she hit it the nail on the head, and I'm enjoying it better as well.
The new trailers are up, and I should have the ones up for the Historical ones up sometime next week. With this being the holiday season so much is to be done, so sometime with demands from family this stuff can get backlogged.
But anyway I'm pretty happy with the trailers. Can you guess which shot is of me at 17 lol?
I used my daughters and nieces for the main female characters, and this was so fun.
My oldest daughter was shocked, but she loved it anyway.
So check out the site (www.freewebs.com/poisonedpin) and see the new trailers.
Not to mention they are so kewl to make. I want people to see what I see, that love has no color, that love is just that; LOVE.
I had such a great time writing this series, so I just ran with it and had fun with it.
Just so the people out there know, my main female characters are of mixed race (eg. African-America/white, Japanese/Irish/African-American, Romanian/African-American) so being of mixed blood myself, I write from that perspective. But I totally hope that this will not deter you from reading my books, watching my trailers, or buying my books; because a good story is just that; regardless of race.
At least that's the way that I feel...

:)

Have a great Holiday season, and don't for get to give...

An excerpt from "Kill Zone"

2011-12-06T13:48:00.005-05:00

Kill Zone was released by Eternal Press in Nov, 2011. I've include an excerpt below for you reading pleasure. Please note the free offer at the conclusion of the excerpt.

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Still teasing, she leaned forward, exposing most of her ample breasts, and raised one leg with her arms, a stretching exercise for Greg’s eyes alone. “If you must know, and I suppose you must, I’m here because of the rocks you sent.”

Greg jerked back in obvious disbelief. “The Altar Pool stones? You’ve got to be kidding.”

Marcy leaned against the back of the tank as officially as she could, and her tone became crisp and business-like. “Before I can tell you anything, you must acknowledge that what you’re about to hear is Company Secret information and falls totally within the realm of the Company Proprietary Agreement you signed when you hired on. Because you’re the head of this exploration team, I have permission to brief you, but no one on your team can know what you’re about to hear, not even Garcia. Do you understand?”

Marcy could move from playmate to director with amazing speed, a fact not unnoticed before they separated. Although she had something important to tell him, he could barely focus on anything but the fullness of her breasts glimmering light-orange in the tannin-hued water. Nevertheless, Marcy was at work now, so he forced himself to shake off the imagery of her naked body just beneath the surface. “Fine, I understand, what about the stones?”

Marcy gave him the short version about how she obtained the Virgin from Doctor Inman, and how V1 and V2 had been synthesized. She also explained her interest in the Altar Pool stones, and how disappointed her team had been when they determined the stones contained no useful DNA fragments.

Greg nodded, but remained fixated on her breasts. “I see. I knew you didn’t come here just to see me, but I’d hoped there was a little of that in there, somewhere.”

Despite being fully reclined and naked in the tub, Marcy hadn’t shifted gears. Her business mindset replied without a second thought. “No, I came here to retrieve the small stone you found on the jungle floor, the only one that didn’t come from the Altar Pool. HQ thought there was too much risk to discuss it further in message traffic. I came here to get the stone and brief you in case you find others like it. If you find more, they don’t want to lose them. Please tell me you still have the one you mentioned in your message.”

Greg sighed. “Yeah, I think so. I’m sure I took it out of my pants pocket before pitching them in the laundry, but we might have to search a bit to find it.”

Marcy stood in the tank and playfully asked for her towel. The sight of her totally naked body took his breath away. “Nothing here you haven’t seen before, Greggy. Let’s get some food, and then find that stone.” She had returned from work, and Greg felt a rush of anticipation like a teenaged boy opening up a Playboy for the first time.

She put on the damp, clean clothes stashed behind the changing screen, and splashed on fresh mosquito repellant. “My God! This stuff reeks!” She continued to lather it on to ward off the cloud of mosquitoes gathering around her.

“I’m really disappointed,” Greg said, “I got our most popular essence, ‘d'études de jungle.’ It could take a little time, but you’ll come to love the way the light motor oil scent blends subtly with the full-bodied but subdued sulfur aroma.”

An indignant expression crossed Marcy’s face. “I’m the clean one here, Greg. I thought the odor was coming from you. Did you fart?” That was the Marcy he remembered, the one he loved and missed every waking moment—like they had never been apart—the Marcy who had ripped his heart out.

The hum of hundreds of small beating wings increased, and Marcy collected her belongings with renewed urgency. “Better get me out of here. They’re gathering for dinner, and I’m the main course. There’s nothing more appealing to a mosquito than fresh flesh.”

Greg looked longingly at her stunning body, thinking, I couldn’t agree more.

They met up with Calvin at the mess tent. He was downing another beer as Marcy approached. “Damn good food ya got here, lady. I’ll be stayin’ the night, so I can take you out in the morning.” He popped the top on another can and slugged down a gulp. “Damn good beer, too!”

She gave Calvin a light pat on the shoulder. “Thanks for getting me here, but take it easy on those things, at least enough to get me out tomorrow. I’ll be ready by 10 a.m. That should get us back in time for the afternoon courier flight.” Calvin nodded, and Greg and Marcy ambled to the serving line. Food choices were simple in the jungle. They got what had been cooked, and then sat in the far corner of the tent, as far away from all the others as possible.

Greg squeezed as close to Marcy as he could. “We have some pretty good chefs here, but little selection. They use a combination of air dropped supplies and what they find fresh in the jungle. The flavors are unique, but almost everyone likes it. It’s hard to keep drillers if you don’t feed them well and, of course, provide a reasonable ration of beer.”

They talked for an hour, laughing over the exploits of old friends and talking about work. Occasionally they looked into each other’s eyes without saying a word, wondering, Is it all still there?

After the meal, they headed for Greg’s tent to locate the stone, discussing old times as they shuffled along. Greg opened his tent flap as a man might if he were offering his coat for a lady to cross into a carriage over a muddy gutter. “Welcome to my humble abode.”

Greg’s stark accommodations were anything but the Waldorf-Astoria. The interior smelled of oilcloth, and the décor included only a crude foldout desk with a laptop on it, a rack of communications equipment, a cot, her wet suitcase, a duffel bag, mosquito strips hanging from every corner, a couple of boxes with books and reports and little else except for a few cluttered clothes.

She shook her head comically. “Ah, Greg, you really know how to impress a lady.”

Before she could say another word, his lips were on hers. He kissed her with all the passion he had built up over seven long months. Neither had kissed another since their last, and she melted against him, pressing her hips into his and her breasts into his chest.

In that moment, they knew they were still lovers. Nothing had changed. He gently laid her on his cot and knelt next to her, lightly stroking her damp bangs. “I’ve missed you. I’m so glad you’re here.”

A small tear formed in the corner of her eye as he moved his hands softly over her breasts and, as he began removing her clothes, her whole body shuddered. “I’m so sorry, Greg. The fight was stupid. I love you. I’ve missed you, too.”

They made love for hours, at first on the cot and later, after sealing the tent, finding the rock and checking for snakes, on the tent floor. Despite getting little sleep, Marcy felt fresh when the sun penetrated the tent’s mosquito net-covered vents the next morning. Greg sensed her stirring. Before she fully woke, he rolled over to make love to her one last time.

They relished it, bathed in it, and on that tent floor, in the middle of the jungle with the noise of the exploration team all around them, they experienced climaxes given in total love and taken together. It was like the first time, joining their souls forever. In that chaotic place, for a fleeting moment in time, they found a deeper peace than they had known at any time in their lives.

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Book 'Em NC

2011-11-29T01:40:00.000-05:00

I invite you to Lumberton, North Carolina to attend the Book'Em North Carolina Writers Conference on Sat Feb 25, 2012, where I will be talking and signing copies of his books. At 2 pm I will be appearing on the panel Turning the Page: The Suspense is Thrilling me. For more information, please click here.

Today, today and today!!!

2011-11-28T12:25:00.002-05:00

Today looks awesome so far, and I'm totally jonsin off of dat!
Decided to push book 11 back and call it book 12 tee-hee, so I am alas researching new materials. Wish me luck guys, and I hope it goes well. Also, don't forget to check Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn out here at Eternal press for a fast paced, erotic read of vamps, wolves and a little in-between.

Staff Position Open

2011-11-21T17:32:00.000-05:00

Damnation Books LLC has an immediate opening for an Acquisitions Editor (submissions). This person reads all incoming manuscript submissions for both Damnation Books and Eternal Press and makes a decision on whether to accept or reject the submission. Expected time needed is 15-20 hours a week. Pay is 7% royalties on the net sales (Post author, editor and artist royalties paid) of all titles sold through Eternal Press and Damnation Books—payable quarterly.

If you are interested, please contact Kim Richards Gilchrist at kim@damnationbooks.com Please put the words 'acquisition editor' in the subject line of your email.

5 Star TOP PICK Review on Kathryn Meyer Griffith’s EGYPTIAN HEART

2011-11-13T17:57:00.001-05:00

Hi All,
Nov.13,
Just wanted to say I got a five star TOP PICK review on my Eternal Press’s EGYPTIAN HEART (http://www.eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615724437 ) my ancient Egyptian eternal love romance, from The Romance Reviews at http://www.theromancereviews.com/viewbooksreview.php?bookid=3708 Yeah! EP/DB Author and 2012 EPIC EBOOK AWARDS FINALIST NOMINEE for her The Last Vampire-Revised Author’s Edition, Kathryn Meyer Griffith rdgriff@htc.net www.myspace.com/kathrynmeyergriffith www.authorsden.com/kathrynmeyergriffith

2011-11-10T09:53:00.002-05:00

Kill Zone Tag Line: Kill Zone is a Michael Crichton-like novel that postulates the origin of oil, possible reasons for terrorism, a solution to the energy crisis, and a potential outcome of rampant hatred.

Kill Zone Excerpt: Her lilac sweatsuit accentuated the gentle curves of her body as she jogged through Choi Park, but her easy appearance belied the conflict raging in her heart. Western attire offended Allah and chafed her mind. She would atone later; only her mission mattered now. She steeled herself, taking deep breaths to overcome lingering pangs of remorse for those she would murder. Most of the dead would be infidels; the faithful, martyrs. Friends, family and other Muslims would forgive her in paradise.

The fragrance of red coral honeysuckle filled the air as she broke the crest of the hill, giving her a fleeting moment of peace before she spotted her contact on the park bench in the hollow ahead. She had never met him, but the white carnation in his lapel marked him as Muhammad 313, the leader of Trenton’s Integrity and Honor sleeper cell.

Without breaking pace, she took another deep breath to quell her nervousness. She knew Muhammad 313’s reputation, a dangerous man committed to extermination of the West. She shared his goals. He would make her God’s weapon today, so she brushed aside fear and rigidly focused on Allah alone.

The man stood to leave as she sat adjacent to him, but awkwardly dropped his morning paper. Both reached to recover it in a carefully rehearsed maneuver and, during that brief contact, he softly uttered, “It will only stick a little.” Although trembling, she accepted the serum injected into her wrist, believing with all her soul it would destroy much of the immoral society of her youth.

The man removed the needle, placed several bus tickets in her quivering hand and blessed her. “Allah is with you, my child, do not let adversity equal surrender. The blessings of Muhammad are upon you, and will bring success to your mission. Go now. Go do the will of Allah.”

She retrieved the classified section from the ground, forced a smile as she passed it to the man, and continued down the path. She felt nothing, emotionally or physically. She had prepared for this moment in prayer, for becoming the living dead—the most dangerous woman on earth. Resolute but fearful, her stride lengthened as the sun’s warmth soothed her, but Muhammad 313 suspected she would soon endure great suffering.

“God’s Wrath” now flowed through her veins—IL-4M5 smallpox—the fifth genetic modification to the original human-lethal IL-4 strain. Although forecast to be smallpox at its worst, Muhammad 313 had not witnessed death from the pathogen, nor did he know its kill time or how many infidels the girl would infect as it extinguished her life. The young woman’s sacrifice would honor Allah. Her reward in Heaven would be great. Nothing else mattered.

He took a moment for silent prayer as he watched her disappear over the next hill, asking Allah to protect her from a bad reaction to the toxin. The fast-paced War of Terror forced use of incompletely tested weapons, like this one. The IL-4M5 virus survived in a Petri dish, an acceptable antidote existed and the pathogen had the potential to devastate Western populations; therefore, his handlers authorized use of an Ambulatory Infectious Agent (AIA) in attempt to beat predictive counter vaccines to non-Islamic populations. The girl was doing her duty. Allah would protect her.

Fearing pro-Western agents might secure the antidote before his AIA entered the general population, Muhammad 313 hadn’t immunized the remainder of his cell. The time had come. Using a pre-paid cell phone, he initiated the call that would bring his people to a pre-determined location at a specific time, and only after exchanging pleasantries did he mention, “Oh, yes, your dog is back,” a warning to the others the local AIA had been dispatched.

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Five-star review for vampire novel

2011-11-08T10:43:00.003-05:00

Two Lips has given a five-lip (out of five) review of my vampire novel Beside the Darker Shore, saying "It is not your usual vampire tale. There is no sex in the book, per se, but it is one of the most powerfully sensual books I have read. When humans offer their blood to vampires, the eroticism of the bloodletting has no need for sex."

The reviewer goes on to say of the novel's characters, "While there are villains in Beside the Darker Shore, they are not the stereotypical villains of vampire novels. There was no right or wrong. There is an air of 'what is best for me' for each character. What is best for a character also works for the [peaceful vampire] community. Arturo and Stephen come back to destroy what David and Alec have built in Boston although, in a way, they are trying to bring back the men to their lives that give their lives the meaning they need and want."

The review ends asking for a sequel (which I think I'd better start writing): "Beside the Darker Shore is a fine read. I hope Ms. Esposito is planning a sequel or prequel. There are many unanswered questions and these are characters that have not left my mind since I finished the book."

The entire review can be found at http://www.twolipsreviews.com/content/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=6964&Itemid=36

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New Review for Havana: Top Secret at Amazon

2011-11-08T00:30:00.000-05:00

Review of Havana: Top Secret
5.0 out of 5 stars
Fast-paced, tight and intense!, November 7, 2011
By
Patricia M. Terrell "p.m.terrell"

This book starts off at a gallop and never lets up. David Pereda's writing is tight and intense. Each chapter seems to end with a cliff-hanger that will keep you turning the pages well into the night. I like the way he moves back and forth between the female assassin, Marcela, and the doctor, Raymond, and how effortlessly he blends their very different backgrounds together as he propels the story toward the final breathtaking climactic scene.

Pereda's descriptions of places and people are unique and can create a visual in just a few words, which keeps the story moving. This is the first in a series, and I am anxious to find out what happens to the main characters as the series progresses. He ends this book with a great beginning to the next one, which guarantees I'll be coming back for more!

In my opinion, it's only a matter of time before this author is discovered and placed on the bestseller lists. I understand they are shopping his books around for a movie deal, and I for one would be front row and center to watch any movie made from his books. The characters are unforgettable, the plot intense, the backdrop exotic - and this book has all the makings of a bestseller.

Please read the review at Amazon.com and leave comments if you would like. http://www.amazon.com/review/R25HTZOD4WEZNV

Happy Halloween!

2011-10-31T13:22:00.003-04:00

Well,

its that time again when all of the ghosties and goblins come out. If you like paranormal romance, than here's a good treat for you tonite. Check out my book Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn. Not only does it have lots of vamps, werewolves, warlocks and witches; but lots of steamy love scenes and massive action. Check it out and tell me what you think. You can get it here at EternalPress.biz

Enduring Love by Richard Jones

2011-10-26T17:56:00.000-04:00

It's a sequel to Mountain Romance. Follow the adventures of Red and Mattie as they travel to the mountains.

Excerpt:
Mattie Sharp sat across the fire from her benefactor, Red
Holden, feasting on a breakfast of bacon and biscuits as she sipped
the strongest coffee she’d ever tasted. Despite the fact she couldn’t
remember the last time she had a bath, slept in a bed, or had any
fresh clothes, she was still the happiest she’d ever been.
“What now, Red?” she asked with a smile.
Red stroked his chin as if deep in thought then returned her
smile. “I figure we’ll head south to pick up our gear and the mule,”
he replied. “Then, if you’re still wanting to go, we’ll start for the
mountains.”
“I’m still wanting,” she said mimicking his drawl. “I can’t go
wrapped in a blanket. You do know I’m naked under this.”
“That’s something pretty hard to forget,” he told her with a
twinkle in his eye.
Mattie pulled the blanket tighter around her body and stared
back at him. It wasn’t that she didn’t feel the same passion rising.
There was a time and place for such things and this was neither.
“Control yourself, Red Holden,” she commanded. “We have
a trip to plan and my dress lost so many buttons it won’t cover
much more than this blanket. That is unless you carry needle and
thread in those saddlebags of yours—which I doubt.”
Red said not a word as he pulled the dress from behind him,
buttons and all.
Mattie’s eyes grew wide with amazement.
“You fixed the dress,” she finally said. “You can sew.”
Red’s face turned crimson. “Let’s keep that to ourselves,” he
said. “Most cowboys learn to sew same as they learn to break a
mustang—by doing it. I’d just as soon nobody knows I work on
ladies’ dresses too.”

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-10-26T17:52:00.000-04:00

A western tale of adventure, betrayal and love.

Excerpt:
Sweat dripped from Red Holden’s brow as he knelt beside his
mountain-bred mustang in the shadow of a huge boulder. He’d been in
the same position for some time and still wasn’t sure the image he saw
on the prairie floor was real.
“You see what I see, boy?” Red asked the horse.
The mustang, tired of the inactivity, snorted his impatience.
Red laughed. “I guess you’re right,” he said. “The only way to find
out for sure is to ride down and take a closer look.”
The mustang gave him a nod and Red stepped into the saddle.
“We’ll take it slow, boy,” Red told the horse. “Keep your eyes and
ears open and be ready to hightail it if this ain’t what it looks to be.”
The mustang needed no urging and started down the narrow trail to
the prairie floor below.
“Whoa, boy,” Red called as they neared the prairie floor. “Let’s get
our bearings before we make any bad decisions.”
He stood in his stirrups and scanned the prairie terrain as far as he
could see. Nothing moved save a small prairie dog kicking up dust as he
scurried from one hole to another.
“It beats me,” Red said as he used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from
his brow. “If I wasn’t seeing it myself, I wouldn’t believe it.” He eased
down onto his saddle then gave the prairie one more look. Finally, he
pulled his Winchester from its scabbard and nudged the mustang
forward.
“If this is one of those mirages, it’s the best one I’ve ever seen,” he
said, guiding the horse toward a young woman lying on the prairie floor
with an Appaloosa pony standing nearby.

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Review: Teaching between Midnight and Dawn, by Alexandria Infante

2011-10-24T15:23:00.000-04:00

Review: Teaching between Midnight and Dawn, by Alexandria Infante

Halloween... muhahahah! :)

2011-10-24T15:08:00.000-04:00

Paranormal romance? Vamps, werewolves, the erotic, romance, magick? All wrapped up in ancient mythology. The best gift for Halloween! So you gotta get my new book Teaching Between Midnight &Dawn here @Eternalpress.biz. I promise you won't be disappointed! :)

Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-10-19T18:19:00.000-04:00

The bank of Black Ridge, AZ is robbed and the owner killed. Matt Logan agrees to track down the outlaws and return the money. But can a seventeen year old cowboy succeed alone?

Excerpt:
“I was there when he did it,” the kid replied.
“No offense, kid,” Ames told him. “I don’t know either one of
you. Why should I take your word over his?”
Matt thought that over for a moment. “Take a look in his saddle
bag,” he finally said pointing to the bags leaning against Taylor‘s
chair. “If he doesn’t have more than three thousand dollars in it,
I’ll apologize and go home.” He was gambling that the outlaws had
already split the loot and Taylor was holding his close to hand.
Taylor watched nervously as Ames picked up the saddle bags
and laid them on the table. “Of course I got money in there,” he
protested. “I sold some cattle west of here. This kid must’ve known
about the sale and is trying to make me look guilty.”
Ames ignored Taylor and rummaged through the saddle bags
until he found the money wrapped in a bandana. “I guess it’s possible
he did sell some cattle,” he said.
The kid’s sharp eyes had spotted a flaw in Taylor’s explanation.
“Look at his hands, Sheriff,” he said. “They haven’t worked
cattle in a mighty long time–if ever.”
Taylor was about to protest when the batwing doors swung
open and Scott Jordan burst into the saloon. He walked straight
to Matt and shook his hand. “The whole town’s talking about you,
kid,” he said. “Seems you’re faster than Earp, Holiday and Hickock
all rolled together.”
“You know this kid, Scott?” Ames asked.

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Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-10-19T18:14:00.000-04:00

A noble woman and a lad of the forest meet and are immediately at odds. They unite when a conspiracy endangers her family, but can it lead to love?

Excerpt:
“Are you mad?” Elizabeth screamed at him. “No one enters my
chambers uninvited.” Then she noticed his wounds. Her anger
disappeared. “Oh my, you are injured.”
“No false concern, m’lady,” Galen said limping toward her.
“After all, you are in a large way responsible for my appearance.”
The anger that had propelled him to face her was fast giving way to
pain and exhaustion. He grabbed the back of a chair for support.
“What are you talking about?” Elizabeth seemed bewildered.
“I have just come from a lively conversation with your captors,”
Galen replied. “A very lively conversation.” He pointed to
the wound on his cheek as evidence.
“You are mad. How could those two possibly get past the
guards at the gate?”
“How indeed? It would seem they had the help of someone in
the castle. A noble, perhaps, or the daughter of the Baron.”
“You accuse me?”
“I do, m’lady. Not long ago a page approached whilst I sat in
the courtyard. He had a message: ‘The Lady Elizabeth requests
you meet her in the old stable,’ he said. Imagine my surprise when
only hours ago you gave your word not to leave your chambers
without me as escort.”
Elizabeth shook her head. “I sent no page with a message.” She
drew closer to him, clutching the cloak tightly around her.
“And yet he came to me,” Galen replied.
“I am not in the habit of lying.” She took another step closer. “I
gave my word to remain in my chambers unless accompanied by
you and I have remained here. Question the page outside my door,
if you like. He has been there since noon.”
Galen’s head was throbbing as he released his hold on the chair
and walked within an arm’s length of her. “Then swear to me that
you had nothing to do with this.”
“I swear to no man,” she retorted hotly. “I have given my word
and I stand by it.”
Galen searched her soft blue eyes for deception, but found
none. He grabbed her shoulders with both hands, partly for support
and partly because he felt a deep need to touch her. Elizabeth
loosened her grip on the cloak as she looked up into his eyes, but
made no move to free herself.
“I want to believe you,” he said softly. “I know not why, but I
need to believe you.”

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Halloween... muhahahah! :)

2011-10-19T01:24:00.003-04:00

Well its October, and lots of fun stuff to do. Isn't this just the most awesome time for Vamps, Werewolves, Shape-shifters, Witches, Warlocks and Ghosties! I can't wait till pint size vamps come knocking on my door.

But while you're waiting too, check out the trailer for Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn, and you're sure to get lots of Wolves and Vamps; yummy enough for us adult girls and boys right here @ Eternalpress! Tis the witching season mates, poke around and have some fun! :)

~Alie

Enduring Love (a sequel to Mountain Romance) by Richard Jones

2011-10-18T16:12:00.000-04:00

Follow the lives of Mattie and Red as they make their way to the mountains to seek their fortune.

Excerpt:
“It’s a man,” Kena said, her keen eyes able see the profile.
Red nodded. “I figured the same,” he said. “So I came back and
got the spyglass out of my saddle bag for a better look.” He paused
to pull the glass from his belt and hand it to Mattie. “Try this.”
She reached over and took it from him then focused on the
crest. “It is a man,” she said trying to pick out details in the early
morning sun. “He has the look of an Indian.” Then she handed the
glass to Kena.
The young woman took it and quickly focused on the image.
“A very old man,” she added. “He must be from one of the local
tribes.”
“What is he doing sitting alone on that crest?” Mattie asked
then added. “He is alone, isn’t he?”
“As near as I can tell,” Red told her as Kena handed him the
glass. “He never moved once in the whole time I was watching him
and no one paid him a visit.”
They sat in silence staring at the crest each lost in his or her
own thoughts.
“I think he came here to die,” Red finally offered.
“Why?” Mattie questioned.
Red shrugged. “Hard times,” he replied. “Food or water might
be scarce. The old ones feel as if they’re a burden on the family so
they wander off to die alone.”
Kena squinted up at the lone figure on the crest. “He doesn’t
seem ill,” she said.
“He probably isn’t,” Red replied. “He may not be able to handle
a bow or see his target if he could. He figures he’s no use to the
tribe so why eat their food or drink their water.”

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-10-18T16:07:00.000-04:00

Romance, danger, betrayal all in a western love story set in the 1880's.

Excerpt:
An hour passed and he was roused from his thoughts by the sound of
a key turning in the outer door. Red sat up in time to see Lt. Miller enter
the guardhouse with a smile on his face.
“I apologize, Mr. Holden,” Miller said as he approached the cell door.
“One of the traders called me to stop a gunfight and I assumed the
worst.”
Red closed his eyes, thinking he might be dreaming. But when he
opened them again, Miller was turning the key in his cell door.
“Your wife explained everything,” Miller told him. “I guess you can’t
fault a man for protecting his woman.”
“My wife?” Red questioned.
Miller stepped aside to reveal Mattie standing behind him.
“The lieutenant was very understanding once I told him what really
happened,” she said.
“But you’re not—”
But Mattie was already rushing into the cell to embrace him. She
pulled his head down and whispered in his ear. “Play along with me or
you’ll rot in here.” Aloud she said: “You were so brave, darling. I was so
worried that other man might actually kill you.”
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“He would’ve without a second thought,” Miller added. “Logan’s a
bad one and has spent more than one night in this guardhouse.”
“So I’m free to go?” Red asked, still a bit confused.
“You are, Mr. Holden, with our apologies,” Miller replied.
“I hope the sutler’s store is still open,” Red told him. “I didn’t have a
chance to get my supplies.”
“All taken care of, Mr. Holden,” Miller said with a gracious smile.
“When Col. Monroe heard what happened he insisted the army outfit
you for the trail. We even got a saddle for Mrs. Holden and a pack mule
for your gear.”
“Mrs. Holden?”

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Writing, writing, and more writin...

2011-10-13T16:43:00.000-04:00

Have you ever been in the thick, of writing, then all of a sudden you hit an enormous, flat out big flippin brick wall?

Well, that's how I felt yesterday. I am at the present working on book 11, and for some reason I'm stumped. I thought if maybe I read a lil, it would produce something; but that didn't work either. Not to mention, I don't like to read other people's work when I'm writing, because somehow the subconscious always seems to latch onto something from that person's work, and unfortunately you may, with no intention at all, plagiarize their work; so I stay clear when I'm writing.

So I am now stuck. I believe that the other ten book are amazing, if I may say so myself. Book two, Teach me the Night, in the series Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn is a lot more juicer than book one. You have more of the erotic, (which is a given, c'mon its Vamps! lol). You have the introduction of the Vampires, Saix and Sephoroth which the first book touched on, who are actually in command in this one. And god are they hot! I should know, lol, I made them that way. But it picks up from where book one left off. You have a host of new characters entering; more werewolves from the Scottish Clan, but also Magnus, a 579 year old Warlock shows up to help; not to mention Tobey, the main character's twin brother. You have the first real glimpse of the Council and their debauchery, and wicked ways, more action, and of course Magick! Arieanna seems to only amplify. (spelled that way on purpose, it indicates ancient). But most importantly, the main characters Jobey and Saix find that ultimate, willing to give anything; even walk into daylight love, which is the center of each of the books.

Well, now I need some inspiration here lol, maybe its time for a trek to Starbucks. A green Tea frap sounds really-really good right now!

Bye for now guys!

~Alie

Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn

2011-10-12T21:16:00.003-04:00

Arieanna never thought in her wildest dreams that she, would fall in love with a Lycan; let alone believe that they even existed! It went against everything that she had ever been taught to believe. She had never once given them any credence. The things that go bump in the night were just that, and she wanted it to stay that way too! But just one touch from him, and everything changed. The way that his hands seemed to drawn something un-expected from her, to the way that his eyes seemed to smolder every time he looked at her. She had been safe and sound in her own lil chromatic world. Until he turned her safe little world upside down, and unleashed something in her, that she even herself feared…

Book excerpt;

I walked to the terrace then and pushed open the double doors, and he was sitting at the table dressed sexy as hell as usual. He was in a black suit that had no collars, and looked like it could have been a mock tux. He stood up then, and I saw the fire leap to his eyes. I had to stifle the gasp.

I looked around, and thought Gladys had out done herself. The terrace was enclosed with netting, and there were lamp heaters, a fire in the fire place, and the table was set for two. There was champagne being chilled and I thought, good girl. He walked to me then, and kissed the pulse at my throat and I sighed.

“Damn, ye smell good.” He growled and I giggled. He led me to my seat, and started to pour me a glass of champagne, when I put my hand over the rim of the glass.

“I’m not sure if I should.” I purred with a wink, than batted my lashes.

“Afraid of lil champagne?” He asked grinning, and I could see that same twinkle in his eyes. The servants brought the first course, and it was delicious. I had no idea what it was, but Gladys had put her foot in it.

Next was the main dish of lobster, and oysters. I started laughing at the little note-card under the plate. It read; “may hap we’ll have tiny lil feet running round here soon,” and I showed it to Auron who laughed as well.

I suddenly heard music playing, and he took my hand and we swayed with the music. I was surprised at how much the British liked R&B. It was Mario’s “Music for Love” playing.

“Ye do know that I love ye Dove, right.” He asked looking down on me.

“Bueno, eso espero, porque Te amo demasiado,” I replied looking up at him.

“In English please.” He grinned looking down at me.

“I said, ‘well I hope so because I love you too’.”

He bent his head and kissed me, but it wasn’t like the usual heat filled kisses that I was use to. It was something entirely different, and I felt his love. I dropped my shields as he taught me, and the emotion he sent my way nearly staggered me. I looked up at him then. His eyes were shining, and I knew in that instant that he really did love me for me, and not Annabeth.

He guided me over to the table, then removed a napkin and took out a little black box. He opened it, and I nearly choked when I saw the size of that fricken diamond. He took my hand and put it on my finger. He removed the other napkin, and there was another box. He opened it and took out two gold bands.

“Frae ma soul, tae yer’s.” He whispered thickly and slipped it onto my finger, and I started to cry. He looked at me then.

“What is it Pet?” He asked, bending so that he could see my face.

“Nothing, it’s just so beautiful.” I said between hiccups dabbing at my mascara so it wouldn’t run, as I slipped the other ring on his finger. He held me tight for a moment, then picked me up and carried me into the house and up the stairs.

When we reached the room I gasped.

Gladys was definitely a keeper!

There were roses on the bed, and the room was lit with soft candle light and incense. Netting was also placed around the bed. I grabbed the remote for the stereo, and Blackstreet’s “Deep” sang into the room.

I smiled to myself then. Adin was such a freak, I thought grinning.

I looked at Auron then, and took him by the hand…

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Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-10-12T18:32:00.000-04:00

Intrigue, betrayal and romance all in Dangerous Seduction.

Her face turned red with rage. “So you are not only an impudent
swine but a coward as well.”
Galen studied her for a long moment as he might study a horse
he meant to purchase. “I would love to stand here and suffer your
verbal abuse, m‘lady, but I have other things to do. And as you
said, things are well in hand.” He started off again only to be
stopped a second later by her shrill voice.
“If you do not release me right now, I will have my father chop
off your head and put it on a pike for all to see,” she warned. “Then
feed what is left of your sorry carcass to the hogs.”
Galen stared down at her for a long moment. He judged her
to be about eighteen. She had long blonde hair and a quite good
figure from what he could see of it. Her face might be called beautiful
if it were not covered by a seemingly permanent scowl. Still,
he was tempted to leave her to her own devices. Still it would be
less than charitable to say nothing of unchivalrous to abandon
someone so young in such a situation.
“How can I refuse such a fine offer, m’lady?” He returned to
the tree, paused a moment to look over the rope, then pulled his
knife from its scabbard and slashed her bonds. Once she was free,
he reached out a hand to help her up, but she brushed it aside.
“You have done enough.” She struggled to push herself up from
the ground. Unfortunately, her legs had been idle far too long. She
could not keep her balance. Only Galen’s agile move prevented an
embarrassing fall to the ground and possible injury to her rump.

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Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-10-12T18:29:00.000-04:00

A western adventure with heroes, villains and plenty of action.

The little pony was at full speed in seconds and headed toward
the girl. She was on her feet, but staggered around as if unable to
orient herself. Matt ignored the approaching riders and slowed
his pony as he neared her. He stopped and stretched his hand out
to her. She looked back at the men chasing her then reluctantly
took his hand in hers. With her help; the kid swung her up behind
him then spurred Rusty to safety. Even with the added weight, the
pony had no trouble keeping his distance from the riders and slid
down the side of the arroyo well ahead of them followed by the
young girl’s horse.
Matt reined the pony to a stop then quickly dropped the girl
to the ground. Lazy Horse tossed him the Winchester as he slid
from the saddle then he took the pony’s reins as the kid rushed to
join Jed.
“There’s no fool like a young fool,” Jed said shaking his head.
“What now?” the kid asked as he eyed the fast approaching
riders.
Jed took a moment to study the situation. “Let’s see if we can
scare them off,” he replied. “There’s no point in you making any
more enemies.” Then he pulled his rifle up to his shoulder and
took aim. “Kick up some dust around them and hope they take
the hint.”
The kid wasted no time in taking aim and levered a round into
the chamber. His first shot took a hat off one of the riders. His
second grazed the shoulder of another who fell from his horse as
it shied away from the bullets flying around him.

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Speed of Dark by Barbara Quinn

2011-10-11T20:49:00.003-04:00

Just wanted to say I'm thrilled to have Speed of Dark out with Eternal Press.

This is a coming-of-age tale set in the 60's. The story opens with a teenage boy meeting a mysterious girl as they pedal behind a DDT truck. We used to do that in the 6o's, until DDT was outlawed. I liked the idea of romance arising in a poisonous fog. I've heard from a number of readers across the country that they too used to like following behind the DDT truck. Let me know if that's something you did, and where.

In the story the main character has a mentally challenged sister. Joanie suffers from Fragile x Syndrome. I wanted to shed some light on the difficulties families face when they have a member with this type of disease.

Enduring Love (a sequel to Mountain Romance) by Richard Jones

2011-10-11T18:20:00.000-04:00

I was wondering, all things considered, if in the real world would Mattie choose a rugged he-man like Red or an intelligent wimp like me. Imagination, what an invention!

He lifted the rifle and took aim on Red’s left ear. He slowly
started to squeeze the trigger letting the tension build hoping Red
would fall to his knees and beg for his life.
Seconds passed as Red stood calmly and stared back at him.
Then all hell broke loose.
First was the loud report of the cap and ball pistol that startled
all of them and caused Logan’s horse to buck. It was all he could
do to regain control without dropping his rifle.
Then Red immediately dove for his Colt. He quickly slipped
the thong from the trigger then drew the gun from its holster and
turned to take aim. Now it was a race to see who would fire first,
Red or Logan. The winner of this bloody contest would live to tell
the story while the loser would be buried on the prairie.
In the end it was very near a tie, but the Colt was a better weapon
at that distance and Red fired two bullets into Logan’s chest
before the outlaw trapper could aim his rifle. It was the last thing
he would ever do as he toppled to the ground and lay lifeless on
the green carpet of the valley floor.
Red watched him for any signs of life then turned to face
Mattie who fell into his arms.
“Is he dead?” she asked sobbing into his chest.
“I expect so,” Red replied gently stroking her hair. “Are you
gonna be all right?”
“Are there any others out there like him?” she mumbled into
his shirt.

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-10-11T18:12:00.000-04:00

Red Holden is a tall, lean cowboy with rugged good looks and a body grown tough from years on the prairie. I, on the other hand, am a skinny nerd who's body is shrinking by the minute. Thank goodness for imagination.

Mattie remembered stories she’d heard about army posts and the
activities that went on there. The thought of spending any time at one
did not appeal to her.
“I prefer you take me to a town,” she said.
“And I’d prefer to be in San Francisco sitting in a cool saloon with a
beer in one hand and a fine cigar in the other,” he replied. “The simple
fact is neither of us is going to get what we want. Now you make your
decision soon because I have to get into those mountains before the first
heavy snow. You’ve got only two choices so it should be mighty easy.”
“Two choices?”
Red nodded. “I can take you to the army post, or you can wait here
and hope another wagon train passes by.”
“You’d leave me here alone?”
“I would, ma’am,” he replied simply. “I learned a long time ago to
stay out of other people’s business and let them make their own
decisions—man or woman.”
With a sudden realization, Mattie fully appreciated the gravity of her
situation. She had no doubt Red would leave her if she decided against
the army post. But what if no wagons on their way to California passed
through the post? Would it mean she’d be forced to spend a winter
there? How would she exist with no money and only the dress she wore
to keep her warm? Could there be a better choice? she wondered.

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Unholy Alliance by Tom Olbert

2011-10-11T12:20:00.002-04:00

Chris is a 16-year-old boy whose life is an endless war against the living dead. Orphaned at the age of 5 when his family was slaughtered by vampires, Chris was "adopted" by the vampire hunters who rescued him, and raised as one of their own. A child soldier driven by hatred and revenge, he has known only battle and killing. His life changes dramatically when, one night, on a routine hunt, he chances to meet Sara, a "teenaged" vampire girl who touches his heart in a way no one ever had before. Their love is an impossible one, and the alliance of necessity that forms between them equally so. They find themselves pitted against dark forces that would exploit or destroy the innocent. The odds are against them, but Chris's greatest battle is within his own soul. He must choose between his love for Sara, and his faith in a greater good...

Excerpt:

The girl’s scream cut deep to his marrow as she jumped on Kenny’s

back, driving her fangs deep into his throat. Kenny roared in pain as she

clawed out his eyes, his blood splattering. Chris rubbed the side of his

head and tried to sit up as Kenny toppled to the floor with a thud, his

legs twitching, the girl on top of him, tearing wildly at his throat. “Get

off him, you bitch!” Danny raised his wooden spear. He didn’t make it

two steps towards the girl. Chris grabbed the switchblade from Pete’s

limp hand and lunged forward on his knees, plunging the knife deep

into Danny’s thigh. Danny screamed and swore, pulling the knife out

slowly, tears in his eyes. “Holy Mother of...Chris, you stinking punk,

I’ll...”

He didn’t have time to finish. Danny screamed as two more

vamps...a teenaged boy and a girl...flew on his back and tore into him.

Chris winced as Danny’s head was nearly ripped off, his throat torn

apart, blood spurting everywhere. The two vamps growled and ripped

voraciously with their teeth, tearing like ravening wolves mad with

hunger.

How’d they miss these two? Chris wondered. They must have been

hunting elsewhere in the house, he guessed. They looked up from what

was left of Danny, their faces covered in his blood, their fangs bared,

their eyes shining yellow in the dark. Bryce had regained consciousness

and gotten shakily to his feet, holding his crucifix at arm’s length. The

two vamps hissed hatefully and averted their eyes from the cross,

turning to Chris.

He picked up the blade-end of the broken axe, holding it aloft to

defend himself. The fire was rising in him again. “Stop!” The blue-eyed

girl held up a hand as she looked up from Kenny’s dead body. The other

two vampires seemed to hesitate, looking at their ‘sister’ and trembling

in something between rage and hunger, like two rabid young wolves.

“He saved my life,” she said, looking at Chris and licking Kenny’s blood

from the back of her small hand. He slowly lowered the axe as their eyes

met.

*************

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Vampire hunter to vampire helper, Chris gets more than he bargained for in Tom Olbert’s Unholy Alliance.

Chris is a strong and passionate man gets his gangbanger lifestyle turned upside down by a bunch of young vampires.

Tom Olbert has written a good story filled with dark visuals that are interesting and haunting at the same time.

Well written with endearing characters this story was a fun read.

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A NIGHT OWL REVIEWS BOOK REVIEW

When Chris was just 5 years old, his parents and sister, Karen, were killed by vampires. A man named Kenny took Chris in. Kenny raised him like his own and taught him how to hunt vampires. Now eleven years later, during a hunt, Kenny is killed and Chris meets Sara, a young vampire. Chris is instantly attracted to Sara, but knows it is wrong for him to feel anything for someone who kills and drinks the blood of humans. Chris and Sara end up teaming up together when they realize they can work together to fight against a common enemy. But can a human vampire hunter truly be happy with someone he has been trained his whole life to battle against?

Though a short story, Unholy Alliance is packed with action. I would have liked to see it written as a longer novel, so I could read more of the story of Chris and Sara. Still, it was quite entertaining, although quite violent as well. A good, easy read for lovers of vampire fiction.

Review by Lisa – 3.5 stars

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Magical Creations

2011-10-10T21:22:00.000-04:00

"Magical Creations" was released on 7th of October, and to celebrate I'm posting a small excerpt!

My heroine Antigone (pronounced an-tig-uh-nee) is one of the more fiesty heroine's I've written, and almost the complete opposite of Primrose, my heroine from "Magical Gains". Antigone is a Nephilim with the ability to see, touch and take souls. Her romance is with Omar, a 'master-less' Genie. "Magical Gains" is available as a paperback and e-book, and "Magical Creations" is available as an e-book (the paperback will be available soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy :)

Antigone spun around to face Lucian. “Don’t try your tricks Lucian, I’ll do it!”

“Then they will kill you,” Lucian replied calmly. “The Pater Rex

Antigone’s brow furrowed. She threw a curious glance at him, but his expression was unreadable. “I want insurance that

will kill you himself. Don’t do it, Antigone. Let’s just go home.” His words were coaxing, but nothing more.Omar will be fine,” Antigone whispered and then violently yanked Devika’s soul from her body. Devika slumped forwards. “And this bitch is it.”

Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn Giveaway!!!

2011-10-07T05:29:00.004-04:00

Well hay thar,
Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn

You can get it here at eternalpress

Totally excited to say that Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn is selling in the U.K, New Zealand and Australia!

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Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-10-05T18:19:00.000-04:00

The adventures of a young cowboy on the trail of three killers who robbed the bank of Black Ridge and murdered the owner.

The kid awoke suddenly, warned by a whinny from his mustang.
He pushed himself up and struggled to make out an image
standing in waves of heat from the prairie floor. At first he thought
it was a mirage, and then he realized it was an Indian sitting on
a horse. He instinctively went for his gun, but stopped when he
saw no weapons in the Indian’s hands. He shook Jed awake after
studying the ghostly image for a moment to make sure he wasn‘t
seeing things.
“What?” Jed stated, irritated by having his siesta disturbed.
“Look,” the kid whispered as he pointed to the Indian not thirty
feet from where they lay. “Is he an Apache?”
Jed forced himself to a standing position with a good bit of
help from Matt. “If he was, we’d be dead by now,” he replied.
A long pause ensued as Jed studied the Indian. “Doesn’t look
like he’s of a mind to hurt us. Let’s see what he has to say.” He
waved the man into their camp with his arm.
The Indian nodded his agreement then slipped from the back
of his horse and led him toward them. He stopped a few feet away
and uttered something Matt could not understand.
“Navajo,” Jed said flatly. “I don’t know much of their language
so let’s hope he knows some Spanish.” Then he motioned the
Indian to sit and he did. Meanwhile, the big bay he rode eased
into the shade by the other horses.
The kid watched as the two communicated with words, grunts
and hand signals. After several minutes, Jed handed the Indian a
piece of jerky and walked over to sit near him.

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Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-10-05T18:14:00.000-04:00

Castles, knights in armor, damsels in distress, intrigue, betrayal -- what more could you want.

William shook his head at Galen. “Are you all those things,
lad?” he asked.
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Dangerous Seduction
“I am, sire,” Galen confessed with no remorse. “And much
more. The poor monks who raised me were constantly vexed by
my attitude.”
“There, he admits it!” Elizabeth exclaimed. “What better reason
to place him in the dungeon?”
William shook his head. “I am sorry, Elizabeth,” he said between
chuckles. “If I were to jail every arrogant, insolent man in
my realm I would have to build a new dungeon which is something
I cannot afford to do.”
“Then you will set him free?” Her question displayed total
bewilderment.
“I have no choice.”
Elizabeth stared at the two men with fire in her eyes then,
lifting her skirt above the muck, she stomped out of the cell and
down the corridor.
William finally exploded into laughter that lasted for some
time.
“Come with me, lad,” William said once he had regained control.
“We will have a late meal and discuss your shortcomings.”
They walked out into the corridor and headed toward the
stairs.
“She has a very bad temper, sire,” Galen observed.
“So does her mother,” William conceded. “With two such
women constantly at my side, I often wonder who truly rules this
realm.”
They continued to walk in silence until they reached the stairs.
“She threatened to have you put my head on a pike,” Galen
offered.
“She threatens that a lot, lad, but I have yet to indulge her,”
William said. “You could be the first.”

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Enduring Love by Richard Jones

2011-10-04T18:10:00.000-04:00

A sequel to Mountain Romance follows Mattie and Red to the mountains where a cabin waits for them. Along the way, they pickup up a young indian girl and an old medicine man. And they're also visited by an old enemy.

Red stared back bewildered by her anger. “You were asleep,” he
said lamely. “I didn’t think you’d want me to wake you.”
“It’s obvious you didn’t think,” she replied stomping across the
camp to confront him. “You left me here to worry where you were
and if you were ever coming back.”
Red could do nothing but stare down at her.
“Don’t you ever —,” she began, but the words wouldn’t come
as relief overtook her rage. “You have no idea how frightened —.”
Giving up, she fell into his arms and wept.
Red held her close and gently stroked her hair. “I took the vows
same as you, Mattie” he said softly. “There’s only one way I’ll ever
leave you and I hope that’s a long time coming.”
She looked up into his eyes. “Do you mean that, Red?” she
asked.
“Every word,” he replied and kissed her. “Now something
smells pretty good so I’m guessing Kena did some cooking.”
Mattie slapped his arm as she wiped the tears from her face.
“Someday you’ll regret those words, Red Holden,” she said.
“I have no doubt of that, Mrs. Holden,” he told her. Then he
looked to poor Kena who’d been in no condition to avoid the scene.
“We’re newly married, Kena, and still getting used to it,” he explained
to her.

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-10-04T18:03:00.000-04:00

Here's a review for Mountain Romance and a brief excerpt.

Review:
Blurb: A good deed never goes unpunished. Red Holden is a cowboy used to hard work and a lonely life. Mattie Sharp is a young woman who knows her mind and seldom lets anything get in her way. What will happen when the two meet on the desert floor? Can Red give up his lonely life for this strong willed woman? Or will Mattie have to accept the man is a drifter, and always will be?

Review: For me there just isn't much that gets better than a good western romance. I totally enjoyed this one. There just wasn't a word in this story that didn't jive for me :)

From beginning to end, I was captivated by the characters and really sucked in by the story. It rocked me :) In a good way :) I really would like to read more stories like this from this author who had such a way of painting the picture for me. Loved it :)

Excerpt:
“Who would it be?” a disembodied voice called from the west.
Logan’s mouth fell open and his eyes grew wide with fright. He
dropped his knife and drew his Colt as Mattie rolled behind a rock for
protection. “Who are you?”
“You mean, who was I?” the reply seemed to come from everywhere.
“This isn’t real,” Logan protested, his gun hand shaking. “You’re
dead. I killed you.”
There was a short silence before the voice spoke again. “I know,” it
said.
In a wild panic, Logan began to shoot around the camp until his gun
was empty. The silence that followed seemed to lift Logan’s spirits. He
picked up his knife and knelt beside his captive. “Now where was I?”
“You can only kill me once,” the voice returned.
Logan dropped the knife and pulled his gun. He pulled the trigger
twice before he realized the gun was empty. “Show yourself!” he
demanded.
“There’s nothing to show,” the voice said calmly. “Remember, you
killed me.”

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Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-09-28T17:56:00.000-04:00

I'm not sure what possessed me to write a love story set in medievel England, but here it is.

“Galen gave them a thrashing just yesterday,” Brian piped in.
“Good for you, lad,” Beatrice said. “’Tis a shame when the likes
of them can roam the land doing what they will.”
“Have you seen them?” Galen asked.
Beatrice nodded. “The rascals were here, all right,” she said.
“They wanted me to treat their cuts and bruises.”
“Did you?”
Beatrice shook her head. “I would not have such as them in
my home,” she said. “But I am not without a heart. I gave them a
poultice to ease their pain and sent them on their way.”
“Do you know which path they took?” Galen asked eagerly.
“To the south,” she replied and paused a moment in thought.
“If memory serves, there is an abandoned cottage not far down
the path. It would not surprise me if the lazy rascals settled there
for the night.”
Galen couldn’t hide his excitement. Rising, he said, “We must
be on our way.” “I do not know how to thank you, Beatrice. You
have been a godsend.”
Beatrice walked them to the door and waved her goodbye.
“Invite me to the wedding, lad,” she called after them. “And all
will be repaid.”
“What did she mean about a wedding, Galen?” Brian asked as
they started down the path.
“Nothing,” Galen replied, although he could not help wondering
if his true affection for Elizabeth was obvious to everyone.
“Now keep your wits about you for it is a dangerous path we travel.
And keep close to me for I will have no time to search if you are
lost.”

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Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-09-28T17:53:00.000-04:00

I grew up reading Louis L'Amour westerns and loved every one of them. This may not meet his standards, but it is a fun read.

“That would be the two bank robbers you’re chasing,” Jed
offered.
The kid nodded. “I found their camp a day’s ride north and I’ve
been following their tracks,” he explained. “It would be nice to
know how far ahead of me they are.”
Jed sucked on his pipe a moment before he replied, “I saw
them around noon yesterday. They were walking their horses like
they didn‘t have a care in the world.”
That was good news, Matt thought. “Tom Taylor told me they
were headed to a town called Los Lobos just over the border,” he
said. “You ever hear of it?”
“Sure have,” Jed agreed, “and I’ve been there a few times. I
wouldn’t exactly call it a town, though.”
“How far?”
“Maybe a day’s ride,” Jed replied. “You figure on going there?”
“I haven’t chased them this far to turn back now,” the kid told
him.
Jed’s face turned serious. “You best think long and hard before
you start off on that trail, kid,” he warned. “Los Lobos is nothing
more than a saloon, an old hotel and a stable any one of which
could collapse in a soft breeze. The only people who go there are
thieves and murderers from both sides of the border.”
“That include you, Jed?” he asked with a smile.
Jed hesitated a long moment before he replied. “I’m no angel,
kid,” he said, “but I left that trail a long time ago.”

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Enduring Love by Richard Jones

2011-09-27T16:14:00.000-04:00

It's my sequel to Mountain Romance. I hope it answers some of the questions people were asking.

“I’m sure he had his reasons,” Kena offered. “I haven’t known
him very long, but your husband impresses me as a man who can
take care of himself.”
That is very true, Mattie thought. What if taking care of two
women was just too much for him. After all, it wasn’t a burden
he’d asked for or even wanted. Had she been foolish to insist they
take Kena with them? Maybe—.
“Dust,” Kena’s voice broke into her reverie.
“What?” Mattie asked.
“Dust,” Kena repeated as she pointed to the north. “It may be
a rider approaching.”
“Or a dust devil,” Mattie countered. “We’ve seen quite a few
since we’ve been on the trail.”
They stared at the dust cloud which headed directly toward
their camp. Mattie felt a surge of relief thinking it had to be Red.
Then another thought came to her and she quickly turned to Kena.
“What if it isn’t Red?” she said near panic. “What if someone
saw our smoke and decided to take a look?”
The two women looked at each other for a long moment then
together started throwing dirt on the fire to kill it. It didn’t take
long before there was only a wisp of smoke floating into the morning
air.
“Do we have any weapons?” Kena asked sharing the other
woman’s fear.
Mattie couldn’t be sure. The only weapons she’d seen were
Red’s pistol and rifle and both were with him.
“Not unless they’re packed with the supplies,” she replied and
in an instant they both began to rummage through the supply
packs.

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-09-27T16:10:00.000-04:00

This is my first novella and I can't tell you how surprised I was when Eternal Press accepted it for publication. It was like a breath of fresh after all the rejections.

“Did you hear that?” There was a nervous twinge in his voice.
Mattie had her eyes closed and was deliberately trying to ignore
everything around her. “Hear what?” she replied, thankful for anything
that distracted Logan. The hope was a slim one, but the distraction might
stall the inevitable, at least for a few moments longer.
“It sounded like a low moan or something,” he said looking around
the fire for any sign of life. “Are you sure you didn’t hear it?”
Mattie hesitated, but finally answered truthfully. “I didn’t hear
anything,” she admitted.
Logan took one last look around then returned to his task, but he
froze again before he could loose the button. “You hear that?” he
demanded.
It was a moan, louder this time.
“I heard it,” Mattie stated, her hopes rising. “Maybe it’s a wolf or
coyote.” She didn’t know what it might be, but was thankful for
anything that took Logan’s mind off his dirty deed.
“Ain’t like no wolf or coyote I’ve ever heard.” Logan stood to search
the silent prairie.
“Maybe it’s the wind,” Mattie offered.
“Maybe,” Logan said, holding the knife like a weapon. He was
straining to hear the slightest noise that might indicate man or beast, but
all was silent. He was about to return his attention to the button when it
came again. This time it was definitely from a northerly direction and
Logan whirled to face it. “Who’s out there?!” he shouted.
A deathly silence followed and Mattie could see the sweat dripping
from Logan’s face.

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Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-09-27T07:26:00.000-04:00

A young boy finds his way to manhood as he tracks down three killers who robbed the bank of Black Ridge.

A man stepped from behind a rock with the Sharps leveled at
man and horse. Matt could not hide his surprise for the man was
the very image of Santa Claus. His belly stuck out beyond his belt
and his cheeks were as rosy as cherries. Add to that his white hair
and beard and all you needed was a ho-ho-ho.
“Be my guest,” the man said, keeping a wary eye on his visitor.
Then he spotted Rusty and began to laugh, his belly bouncing like
a ball. “Is that a horse you’re riding or a big dog?”
The kid smiled back at him. “He’ll do to ride the river,” he said,
patting Rusty‘s neck. “He’s the best cutting horse I’ve ever seen.”
The man eased the muzzle of the rifle down and walked over
to study the pony. “I’ll have to take your word for that,” he said.
“He seems a bit small to me.” Then deciding there was no threat,
he walked over to the fire and laid the rifle against a nearby rock.
“Strip your gear and stay for supper,” he continued. “I was about
to put some beans on the fire.”
“My name’s Matt Logan,” he said as he pulled the saddle from
Rusty and rubbed him down with dried grass.
“I’m Jed Nolan,” the man replied.

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Review: Teaching between Midnight and Dawn, by Alexandria Infante

2011-09-22T20:12:00.000-04:00

Review: Teaching between Midnight and Dawn, by Alexandria Infante

The Pen & the Muse~

Abraham Lincoln once reviewed a book by saying, “For those who like this kind of book, this is the kind of book they will like.”

Teaching between Midnight and Dawn will definitely appeal to a certain kind of taste. This is a book for those who want to graduate from Twilight. Anyone intrigued by the human -werewolf romance theme but who thinks there ought to be some actual sex scenes after all those smoldering glances at each other, has just found the right book. Readers excited by paranormal romance and who want a story that moves quickly will find this a good novel for that plane ride or lazy afternoon at the beach.

I'm so excited by this! Whoot hoot!

Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-09-21T18:00:00.000-04:00

He's seventeen years old and already doing the work of a man. But when the bank of Black Ridge, AZ is robbed, it's Logan who follows the trail of the thieves to recover the money. Can he handle the job or is he doomed to a very short life?

“Where there’s a camp there may be water,” Matt said as his
dry lips cracked into a smile. “Let’s go pay our respects to our new
neighbor.”
The kid walked the pony slowly toward the smoke. He could
just make out the glow from a small fire as they approached the
mesa. Whoever made the camp did not seem too worried about
visitors, but caution dictated a casual approach to avoid any
gunplay.
At a proper distance, Matt reined in his pony and yelled, “Hello
the camp!” He waited a moment for a reply, but heard only the silence
of the prairie. “Hello the camp!” he repeated.
“Hello yourself,” a raspy voice called back to him. “Come on
in if you’re peaceful. And if you’re not, I got a Sharps in my hand
that’ll knock you right out of that saddle.”
The kid eased Rusty into the light of the fire, but saw no one.
“I’m peaceful,” he said raising his hands. “Mind if I get down from
this saddle? It’s been a mighty long, hot day.”
A man stepped from behind a rock with the Sharps leveled at
man and horse. Matt could not hide his surprise for the man was
the very image of Santa Claus. His belly stuck out beyond his belt
and his cheeks were as rosy as cherries. Add to that his white hair
and beard and all you needed was a ho-ho-ho.
“Be my guest,” the man said, keeping a wary eye on his visitor.
Then he spotted Rusty and began to laugh, his belly bouncing like
a ball. “Is that a horse you’re riding or a big dog?”
The kid smiled back at him. “He’ll do to ride the river,” he said,
patting Rusty‘s neck. “He’s the best cutting horse I’ve ever seen.”

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Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-09-20T18:01:00.000-04:00

A tale of two young people. One is noble born and the other a child of the forest. They meet and suddenly find themselves in the middle of a conspiracy looking for the traitor.

“’Tis a long while since I have laid eyes on you, Galen,” Beatrice
said as she poured goat’s milk into their cups. “Truth be told, I
thought you dead by now.”
“It is a-wandering I have been, Beatrice,” Galen replied.
“Seeing as much of the world as I can before age and infirmities
overtake my body.”
“Well, I have bread and cheese if you are hungry,” Beatrice
offered.
“I am hungry!” Brian quickly said.
Galen smiled at him. “I guess we could both do with a bit of
food,” he said with a nod to Beatrice. “And if memory serves, your
bread and cheese are fit for royal consumption.”
“Get on with you,” Beatrice replied with a smile obviously enjoying
the compliment.
“It is only the truth I speak,” Galen continued as he pulled a
large piece from the loaf and feasted on it. “The King himself fairs
no better than we this evening.”
“It is quite good,” Brian chimed in as he sampled the cheese
and bread.
Beatrice watched as the two fed themselves and appreciated
every bite as if it were her own.
“So you have come home to the forest, young Galen,” she said
with a knowing look on her weathered face.
“Not so,” Galen told her his voice turning solemn. “I have come
from the castle on a mission. The Lady Elizabeth has been taken
and her father asked me to find her.”
Beatrice paused to search the young man’s eyes and saw something
more than mere gallantry.
“It is not for the father alone that you search for her,” she finally
said with a mischievous smile. “I see something in your eyes
which betrays your true feelings for the young lady.”
Galen’s face turned red and he quickly changed the subject.
“We are looking for two men,” he said. “They may have come to
you for treatment of their wounds.”

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Mountain Romance/Enduring Love by Richard Jones

2011-09-20T17:55:00.000-04:00

Mountain Romance is about Red Holden and Mattie Sharp as they meet then struggle with each other and the prairie until they finally fall in love.
Enduring Love is it's sequel and picks up the tale following Red and Mattie to the mountains where they build their future.

Mountain Romance:
“The world is changing, Mr. Holden,” Mattie said heatedly. “Women
are taking their place right beside men. I did things while traveling with
the wagon train that I never thought a woman should or could do. I can
harness a team, handle a wagon and chop wood as good as any man.”
Red looked at the fire in her eyes and wondered if she just might have
the grit to last a winter in the high country just to spite him. She was a
handsome woman and there might be another reason he didn’t want to
be alone with her in the small cabin—a reason he didn’t want to admit
even to himself. But in the end, it really didn’t matter. The incident at the
fort had proved she’d be more trouble than she was worth.
“I don’t think we’ll ever see eye to eye, ma’am, so let’s just call a truce
and try to adjust to the situation,” he said. “The fact is, I can’t spare the
time to find you a town and I won’t leave you alone to die.”
Mattie studied him for a long moment before she replied. “I agree
with one condition.”
“What condition?”
“I’d feel more comfortable if you called me Mattie,” she said
sheepishly.
Red smiled. “I think I can handle that, ma’am — I mean, Mattie,” he
said. “And my name’s Red.”
“Well, Red,” Mattie said as she stood. “Now that we’re friends,
there’s something I have to do.” She crossed over to his side of the fire
and waited for him to stand. She looked up into his eyes.
“I have to admit I was more than a little frightened when that man
Logan accosted me in the store,” she said. “But when I heard your voice,
I felt as safe as if I were in my father’s strong arms and for that you
deserve a reward.” She grabbed his shoulders, stood on tip-toe and
planted a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you for saving not only my virtue
but possibly my life.”

Enduring Love:
“You’re getting some bad habits, Red Holden,” she said
standing.
“What?” Red asked as he placed the young girl gently on the
ground and stirred the fire to life.
“Picking up young women on the prairie,” she replied her
hands on her hips. “After all, you have a wife now.”
“Believe me, I don’t go out looking for them,” Red explained.
“One woman in my life is plenty.”
“Who is she?”
The young girl hugged herself as she sat beside the fire and she
watched the two strangers talk. She was petite with long black
hair that had a silky sheen which glowed in the fire light. Her
home spun dress clung to her lithe body like a glove to a hand.
Pain showed in her dark eyes although there were no signs of any
injuries.
Red shrugged. “Don’t know,” he told her. “I found her crawling
her way across the prairie. Looks to me like she might’ve hurt her
leg.” “Did you ask her?”
Red nodded. “She hasn’t said a word since I found her,” he replied
looking up at Mattie as he worked on the fire. “She may not
understand me or she’s just naturally quiet which seems mighty
strange for a female.”
Mattie slapped his shoulder. “Watch how you talk,” she cautioned.
“There are two of us here now.”
It was a chilly night and the girl relaxed with the warmth of
the fire.
“What are we going to do with her?” Mattie asked.
“We’re gonna make her as comfortable as we can and leave her
here,” he replied.

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Kid Logan by Richard Jones

2011-09-14T18:00:00.000-04:00

His name is Matt Logan, but everyone calls him kid. At seventeen he takes on the task of finding three killers and returning the money they stole. But are the odds too much against him?

“I’ve never been to Black Ridge,” Taylor stated. “I never robbed
the bank.”
The kid just smiled back at him and said again, “You’re a liar.”
Everyone in the bar knew the simple statement could not go
unchallenged. No one was surprised when Taylor’s right hand
dropped to his gun. He’d hardly cleared leather when he was suddenly
staring into the barrel of Matt’s .44.
“You feeling lucky?” the kid asked calmly.
Taylor continued to stare at the gun for a long moment before
he finally dropped his gaze to the floor.
As if hearing a dinner bell, Sheriff Ames burst through the batwing
doors and stood between the two men. “What’s going on
here?” he asked.
Taylor was the first to speak. “You heard him, Sheriff,” he said.
“He called me a liar. It was like he wanted me to draw.”
“I also heard him say you robbed a bank in Black Ridge,” Ames
offered.
“That just ain’t true,” Taylor exclaimed. “That kid’s a–” He
stopped abruptly as he remembered how fast the kid had palmed
his Colt. “It ain’t true,” he finished lamely.
Sheriff Ames turned to Matt. “Holster that hog leg, kid,” he
said. Matt slipped the gun into his holster and pulled the thong tight
over the hammer.

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I'm So Excited...

2011-09-14T14:34:00.002-04:00

I was on Amazon today to see how my book is doing, and I was surprised by some very exciting and wonderful customer reviews. Thanks you guys, you Rock! I'm so inspired by your words, and I hope this generates more fans, because my love in life is to write for you, and draw you into my lil teaching world. The reviews are up on Amazon, thanks guys, you just make my year!!!

By
Neko - This review is for: Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn (Paperback)
This book takes history and myths from around the world and spins it all into an entrancing story filled with romance, adventure, and action. The writing style really draws you into this world, and the characters are so likable that you can't help but cheer for Arieanna and Auron as they face dangers. It's definitely a great read!
***** 5.0 out of 5 stars Saucy and Vivid, August 22, 2011

By
blazepoet1 - This review is for: Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn (Paperback)
Very intriguing and creative take on the classical love story (boy meets girl). The characters are raw and intense. Loved the imagery and the authors ability to invite the reader into the main characters Universe. The historical background is detailed and helpful. Simply brilliant!
*****5.0 out of 5 stars Way better then supernatural novels!!!, September 4, 2011

By
yesenia - This review is for: Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn (Paperback)
This is the best book I have read in years! I can't recommend it enough! It is fabulous and I think they should make a movie out of it. The story grabs you and doesn't let you go, especially when the characters are so sensual towards each other lol. The Scottish Lycans are awesome. I liked the accents that the characters have. Personally I think this book is WAY BETTER THEN TWILIGHT once you have read it you will understand why.
*****5.0 out of 5 stars This book Rocks! September 8, 2011

I'm so excited that I'm jumping up and down.
Because the fans, are what truly matter!
Love you all
~Alie

Dangerous Seduction by Richard Jones

2011-09-13T18:01:00.000-04:00

My third novella and the first to be set overseas. It goes from funny to confusion to some serious action.

Elizabeth‘s anger was growing. “Can you not see, father?” she
pleaded. “He is an arrogant, insolent oaf who flaunts authority
even from his prison cell.”
William shook his head at Galen. “Are you all those things,
lad?” he asked.
Page 13
Dangerous Seduction
“I am, sire,” Galen confessed with no remorse. “And much
more. The poor monks who raised me were constantly vexed by
my attitude.”
“There, he admits it!” Elizabeth exclaimed. “What better reason
to place him in the dungeon?”
William shook his head. “I am sorry, Elizabeth,” he said between
chuckles. “If I were to jail every arrogant, insolent man in
my realm I would have to build a new dungeon which is something
I cannot afford to do.”
“Then you will set him free?” Her question displayed total
bewilderment.
“I have no choice.”
Elizabeth stared at the two men with fire in her eyes then,
lifting her skirt above the muck, she stomped out of the cell and
down the corridor.
William finally exploded into laughter that lasted for some
time.
“Come with me, lad,” William said once he had regained control.
“We will have a late meal and discuss your shortcomings.”
They walked out into the corridor and headed toward the
stairs.
“She has a very bad temper, sire,” Galen observed.
“So does her mother,” William conceded. “With two such
women constantly at my side, I often wonder who truly rules this
realm.”
They continued to walk in silence until they reached the stairs.
“She threatened to have you put my head on a pike,” Galen
offered.
“She threatens that a lot, lad, but I have yet to indulge her,”
William said. “You could be the first.”

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Enduring Love by Richard Jones

2011-09-13T17:57:00.000-04:00

This is a sequel to Mountain Romance, another thing I never considered. It just kinda happened because my family kept pestering me to know what became of Red and Mattie.

Mattie awoke suddenly to feel a hand clasped over her mouth.
She quickly struggled against the black shadow that pinned her to
the ground.
“It’s me…Mattie,” Red whispered and she immediately relaxed.
Red removed his hand. “There’s something moving out on the
prairie,” he said. “I’m going out to have a look.”
“Why?” Mattie asked concern creeping into her voice.
“Because I want to find it before it finds us,” he replied.
“I’ll go with you,” she told him.
Red shook his head. “You’ll be safer here,” he replied “I’ll do
better on my own if I don’t have you to worry about.”
“But I could—,” she protested.
Red laid a finger to her lips. “Stay here,” he said softly. “I won’t
be long.” Then he kissed her on the cheek and disappeared into
the night.
Mattie could see the sense of it, but hated being left out of any
adventure. Still, the more she thought about it, the more she had
to agree with Red. Her being with him would only add another
worry to his late night foray and that was the last thing she wanted
to do.
She searched for her dress under the blanket and quickly
slipped into it. She wanted to be ready should a fast departure
become necessary.
There were still a few glowing embers in the fire and Mattie debated
bringing it back to life. She dismissed the thought knowing
Red would find his way back and to set it ablaze would only alert
others on the prairie. Instead, she picked up a stiff limb to use as
a weapon then settled down beside a rock to wait.
Minutes passed like hours for Mattie until her ear caught the
soft sound of moccasins nearby. She thought it must be Red, but
held the limb tight and ready for combat should she be wrong.
Then Red emerged from the shadows, carrying a young girl in his
arms and Mattie tossed her weapon aside.

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Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

2011-09-13T17:50:00.000-04:00

I never really considered writing a romance until the third re-write of Mountain Romance. It just seemed the right way to go so I did.

Choosing the right dress was proving to be harder than she thought.
After looking at clothes from several different shelves, she came to the
conclusion that all were pretty much alike—drab. Despite her promise to
find something plain, these were just too plain for her taste. Finally, she
discovered a slightly different frock at the bottom of one of the many
stacks. She was holding it up to her chest to judge the fit when she felt a
presence behind her.
“You’re about the prettiest thing I’ve seen since Grant took
Richmond,” a deep voice said.
Mattie turned to face the biggest man she had ever seen. He was well
over six feet tall and so wide she couldn’t see around him. “I beg your
pardon,” she said.
“No need to beg, darlin’,” he said with a smile that revealed two
broken teeth and breath that would melt a cast iron pan. “I’m right here
and all yours.”
“I’m not interested,” Mattie declared and tried to push past him, but
the huge man was blocking all exits. “Get out of my way.”

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Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn

2011-09-12T18:11:00.004-04:00

To inspire the mind, is to create infinite possibilities...

Auron tossed me into the front passenger’s seat and slammed
the door. I balled my fist up and I screamed at the top of my lungs,
and the windows on his Jag shattered. That is, all except the front
windshield.
My eyes widened, and I covered my face to the glass. He bent
then to look at me through what was left of the driver’s seat window
frowning. He opened the door, and then looked down at the
seat. He patiently cleaned the glass from his seat, then sat down
and looked at me.
I looked at the front windshield stunned, but it was still in
place. It was cracked, but at least he could still drive with it. He
would definitely have to get it fixed though. He reached in the
glove compartment and retrieved a rubber band. I watched and
cringed as he reached across my body, and I noticed that his eyes
were amber now. He pulled his hair back from his face, binding it
with the rubber band. He sighed again, and then closed the door
on his side.
Without a word, he started the car and pulled out of the space.
He looked at me once, but had yet to say anything to me. When we
reached his home, he got out of the car and told Adin “to take the
motor to the motor shop first thing in the morning”. He looked at
me one last time, then turned and walked into the house without
a word.
I watched him walk down the hall, into his study, and close
the door.
“Well screw you too then!” I said and went back out the door
and walked towards the pound.
I should really go home. I thought as I walked along the path
to the pond. I looked up as I walked and sighed as I saw that it was
a full moon. What was all of this about anyway? I was a human!
Humans can’t shatter car windows with a scream. Humans sure
as hell don’t fucken shoot power from their bodies! Humans don’t
do shit like that right? They also can’t astral project into other
worlds like that either.
“Then I wud assume that ye are no longer as human as ye once
were,” Auron whispered through my mind and I forced him out.

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2011-09-12T17:46:00.002-04:00

Hay.... Don't forget guys, Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn is available at Eternal Press, Amazon, and other spots! Don't forget to check out the book trailers @Eternal Press, and Youtube. Just type in Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn and they'll come up. Thanks a bunch guys!

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"Magical Creations" - six line sunday!

2011-09-10T18:36:00.000-04:00

In the run-up to release I'm posting a six line sunday - with six lines from my up coming release "Magical Creations".

~I hope you enjoy ~

[excerpt may be subject to change]

“I saw you today,” she said softly with a watery sniff.

“You what?” he asked, a quizzical eyebrow floating high on his brow.

“I had a daydream about you, and, I don’t know... I saw you.”

“What was I doing?” he asked, amusement tugging the edges of his lips up.

“Push ups and sit ups.” Air rushed from her lungs at the memory of his body, hard and pumping.

“And?” he pressed gently.

If you like the sound of "Magical Creations" be sure to check out my debut novel "Magical Gains" which was released in March by Eternal Press

You can find out more about me at my website http://www.nicolasheridan.com/, or my blog; http://www.magicalgains.blogspot/.

Have a lovely Sunday.

Kid Logan

2011-09-07T18:32:00.000-04:00

I have to confess to more than one day dream where I was Kid Logan. The plot was never the same, but the kid sure was.

“It’s my husband,” she said, trying to catch her breath. “He’s
trapped.”
She pointed beneath the wagon and Matt saw the man wedged
between the wagon bed and a long piece of wood.
“Afternoon, kid,” the man managed to say.
“What happened?” he asked as he pushed the Winchester back
into the holster and jumped from his saddle.
“We got a crack in one of the spokes on that left rear wheel,”
the man replied. “I was hoping to make it to Bordenville and have
the blacksmith fix it, but she broke clean through just as we were
picking a likely spot for lunch. Luckily I had a spare to put on, but
this stupid piece of wood slipped when I was putting her back on
the ground and I can’t get my arm out.”
“You hurt bad?” Matt asked.
“Don’t think so,” he answered. “If we could get the wagon just a
might off the ground I think I could pull my arm out.”
“I tried to lift it using a lever,” the woman told him. “It was just too heavy.”
“My name’s Jordan,” the man said. “Scott Jordan. That’s my
wife, Elizabeth.”
“Matt Logan,” the kid said as he studied the problem. After
several minutes, he picked up a rock and wedged it under the log
that acted as a lever. “I’m going to push up on the log and maybe
that will give you enough room to pull your arm free.”
“Sounds good to me,” Scott told him. “I’m getting awfully tired
of lying here.”
“I’ll start pushing on the count of three,” the kid said. “Are you
ready?”

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Dangerous Seduction

2011-09-06T17:59:00.000-04:00

My second novella is set in medievel England where a young woman of nobility falls in love with a lad of the forest.

Galen looked to the other side of the meadow where a fine
steed suddenly appeared from behind a copse of trees.
“We will retrieve it together.” He took her hand and pulled her
along with him. “The walk will refresh you.”
“I do not need refreshing.” She panted as she hurried to keep
up with him. “And I am not in the habit of retrieving my own
horse.”
Galen looked down at her as they walked. “Who are you?” He
found himself bewildered by her combination of arrogance and
vulnerability.
She eyed him with a look of surprise. “I am Lady Elizabeth
Halston, the only child of Baron William Halston. I live in Halston
Castle.”
“I did not need your pedigree,” he replied pulling her along behind
him. “Just your name for the purpose of proper conversation.”
He sensed Elizabeth was tempted to slap him, but she was having
enough trouble simply trying to match his pace. “I think you
are the vilest man I have ever met. What is your name?”
“Galen.”
“Galen what?”
“No, just Galen.”
Again their eyes met, but the girl quickly looked away from
him. Moments later they reached the horse. Galen scooped up the
reins then looped them over the horse’s head. “May I assist you
into the saddle?” He cupped his hands to accept her boot.
He could see Elizabeth badly wanted to refuse him, but there
was no way she could mount the horse on her own. “This in no
way absolves you for the mean manner in which you have treated
me this morning,” she said as she stepped into his hands. “I hope
you understand that.”
Galen accepted her weight and easily lifted her into the saddle.
“I do, m‘lady,” he said contritely. “May I at least accompany you
to the castle?”
“You may not.” She made an emphatic refusal. “Our association
thus far is not something I want to continue.” Galen, reminded of
her scent as he held her close to him, hated now to leave her side.

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Mountain Romance

2011-09-06T17:55:00.000-04:00

Here's an excerpt from my first novella.

Sweat dripped from Red Holden’s brow as he knelt beside his
mountain-bred mustang in the shadow of a huge boulder. He’d been in
the same position for some time and still wasn’t sure the image he saw
on the prairie floor was real.
“You see what I see, boy?” Red asked the horse.
The mustang, tired of the inactivity, snorted his impatience.
Red laughed. “I guess you’re right,” he said. “The only way to find
out for sure is to ride down and take a closer look.”
The mustang gave him a nod and Red stepped into the saddle.
“We’ll take it slow, boy,” Red told the horse. “Keep your eyes and
ears open and be ready to hightail it if this ain’t what it looks to be.”
The mustang needed no urging and started down the narrow trail to
the prairie floor below.
“Whoa, boy,” Red called as they neared the prairie floor. “Let’s get
our bearings before we make any bad decisions.”
He stood in his stirrups and scanned the prairie terrain as far as he
could see. Nothing moved save a small prairie dog kicking up dust as he
scurried from one hole to another.
“It beats me,” Red said as he used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from
his brow. “If I wasn’t seeing it myself, I wouldn’t believe it.” He eased
down onto his saddle then gave the prairie one more look. Finally, he
pulled his Winchester from its scabbard and nudged the mustang
forward.
“If this is one of those mirages, it’s the best one I’ve ever seen,” he
said, guiding the horse toward a young woman lying on the prairie floor
with an Appaloosa pony standing nearby.

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Enduring Love

2011-09-05T18:01:00.000-04:00

This is my fourth novella and a sequel to my first, Mountain Romance. The release date is 9/7/2011, but here's a preview.

“Not much of a town,” Mattie said looking from one side of the
street to the other.
Red had spent most of his life in towns just like this one and
never gave it much thought.
“I guess not,” he said as he eased the mustang and pack mule
to a stop in front of the general store. “But we shouldn’t be here
too long.”
Mattie guided the Appaloosa to a spot beside him and they
dismounted then looped their reins over the hitching rail.
“I’ll have a talk with the proprietor about our needs,” Red told
her. “You look for a dress and a warm coat for the mountains.”
Mattie suddenly remembered her last try at buying a dress and
a cold chill swept over her body.
“You feeling all right, Mattie?” Red asked concerned.
Mattie shook off the feeling and managed a weak smile. “Just a
bad memory,” she replied.
Red immediately understood. “He’s gone, Mattie,” he said as
he gently ushered her into the store. “There’s nothing to worry
about now.”
The touch of his hand on her shoulder was all Mattie needed
to relax.
“I’ll be fine, Red,” she said starting for the shelves of clothes.
“You get your business done and meet me at the dresses.”

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Today was a good day!

2011-09-01T02:04:00.003-04:00

Got back to Teaching today, and boy was it hectic!

On the bright side, I realized that I now have 11 books finished in the Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn series. But alas, I am still plagued by an ending for book 3 in the Fae series, stuck; but I really don't want to do the regurgitated plot so I am wracking my brains.
Oh well, even still in the famous words of the Ice man cometh, "Today was a Good Day".

Podcast for Chapter 2 & 3 will be posted this weekend @ podbean.com, tumblr and youtube.

Kid Logan

2011-08-31T18:18:00.000-04:00

Western stories are like comfort food. They're easy to read and make you feel good when you finish. Enjoy!

Excerpt:
Matt kept his gun in hand as he walked over and knelt beside
the man on the floor.
“Where’s the money?” he asked him.
“What money?” The man winced.
“The money you stole from the bank in Black Ridge after killing
the owner,” the kid said.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, kid,” he said.
Matt holstered his gun as he stood. “Then I guess you just
picked the wrong kid to brace,” he said. “Luck to you.” Then he
waved to Jed and started for the door.
“Wait,” the man screamed. “You can’t just leave me here. I’m
wounded.”
The kid looked back at him and waved his hand at the room.
“Your friends will take care of you,” he said with a wry smile.
The man looked up at the men in the bar then back to Matt.
“My friends will take bets on how long I take to die then steal my
boots,” he said sadly. “The least you can do is take me to the doc.”
“The money,” Matt said simply.
“I told you–” he started, but the kid was already on his way to
the door.
“Okay!” he yelled. “I got a room at the hotel. It’s on the second
floor, third door on the right. The money is under a loose floorboard
near the window.” The confession had wearied him and he
fell back on the floor. “Now get me to the doc.”

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Dangerous Seduction

2011-08-30T18:04:00.000-04:00

Medievel England was a time of damsels, heros, villains and yes -- romance. It was a simpler time in some ways, but very dangerous in others. I find the dangerous much more interesting.

Excerpt:
Moments passed while each searched for an opening. The tension
in the small room built to a fever pitch.
Then Alfred suddenly lunged, hoping to catch the younger
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man off guard.
Galen, however, easily parried his blade and countered with
a thrust of his own, but Alfred was too quick on his feet and the
stalemate continued.
Alfred began to tire of the strange waltz and attacked with a
series of blows meant to quickly end the duel. Galen again managed
to counter each thrust as the room filled with flashing blades
and the clang of metal striking metal.
“You are well-schooled,” Alfred admitted, in between gasping
breaths, “but the fight is yet to truly begin.” It was sheer bravado
on Alfred’s part, for years of easy castle life were beginning to
take their toll. Secretly he feared the final result should the combat
last much longer.
“Perhaps if you rested a moment,” Galen said breathing easily.
“You look a bit weary to me, old man.” Alfred was not a man
to quietly accept rebuke and mounted a ferocious attack wielding
his blade so quickly it seemed to be everywhere at once. But Galen
had been well taught and repelled each move as he waited for fatigue
to overcome his opponent. It came when Alfred abandoned
his attack and withdrew with the tip of his heavy sword tipping
slightly toward the floor. That was the opening Galen had been
waiting for.
He advanced on Alfred, determined to risk all and end the
battle. He first baited Alfred with a short lunge to his left. The
knight moved too slowly to parry the blow and Galen withdrew
his blade, lifted it high and used all his strength to bring it swiftly
down on Alfred’s sword. The shock of the blow caused Alfred to
drop his weapon. Galen immediately kicked it out of his reach.
The many years of easy living had been the true cause of defeat
for Sir Alfred.
“Yield or die,” Galen said as the point of his blade rested on
Alfred’s chest.

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Mountain Romance

2011-08-30T17:53:00.000-04:00

The history of the old west is alive with stories of romance, adventure, betrayal and ambition. Some are fact and some are fiction. I like the fiction.

Excerpt:
Red shook his head. “I’m a drifter, Mattie,” he confessed. “I’ve been a
drifter since I left my family’s home in Ohio some twenty years ago and
all I have to show for it is sitting on the back of that mustang. Everything
I own is on the back of that horse. Is that what you want?”
“But you could change,” she declared, fighting back the tears welling
in her eyes. “Anyone can change.”
Red picked up his saddle. “I spent all of last winter trapping on the
mountain,” he said. “When I came down in the spring, I sold my pelts
and collected almost three thousand dollars. That’s a lot of money to any
man.”
“It is,” Mattie replied eagerly. “If we work together we could make at
least that much by next spring. Then we could settle down.”
“Do you want to know what happened to that three thousand?”
Mattie slowly shook her head.
“I spent it,” he said. “I can’t tell you how I spent it because I don’t
really know. But all I have left to show for a full winter’s work is one
twenty dollar gold piece. One minute I had three thousand dollars in my
hand and the next it was gone. I’m a drifter, Mattie, and that’s all I’ll ever
be.” Red walked past her toward the mustang. “Get your gear together,
we’re heading to California.”

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However Long the Night

2011-08-24T18:08:00.002-04:00

Another awesome cover by the amazing Dawne' Dominique! My new book will be out in February 2012. I can't wait!

- David

Kid Logan

2011-08-24T17:46:00.000-04:00

I've always wanted to write a western adventure with a young boy as the hero and here it is. Enjoy!

Excerpt:
The little pony was at full speed in seconds and headed toward
the girl. She was on her feet, but staggered around as if unable to
orient herself. Matt ignored the approaching riders and slowed
his pony as he neared her. He stopped and stretched his hand out
to her. She looked back at the men chasing her then reluctantly
took his hand in hers. With her help; the kid swung her up behind
him then spurred Rusty to safety. Even with the added weight, the
pony had no trouble keeping his distance from the riders and slid
down the side of the arroyo well ahead of them followed by the
young girl’s horse.
Matt reined the pony to a stop then quickly dropped the girl
to the ground. Lazy Horse tossed him the Winchester as he slid
from the saddle then he took the pony’s reins as the kid rushed to
join Jed.
“There’s no fool like a young fool,” Jed said shaking his head.
“What now?” the kid asked as he eyed the fast approaching
riders.
Jed took a moment to study the situation. “Let’s see if we can
scare them off,” he replied. “There’s no point in you making any
more enemies.” Then he pulled his rifle up to his shoulder and
took aim. “Kick up some dust around them and hope they take
the hint.”
The kid wasted no time in taking aim and levered a round into
the chamber. His first shot took a hat off one of the riders. His
second grazed the shoulder of another who fell from his horse as
it shied away from the bullets flying around him.

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Mountain Romance

2011-08-23T17:52:00.000-04:00

Cowboys in the old west worked long, hard hours for little pay. But it was the freedom they enjoyed that made the job worth it. I've only enjoyed such freedom in my imagination.

Excerpt:
“The world is changing, Mr. Holden,” Mattie said heatedly. “Women
are taking their place right beside men. I did things while traveling with
the wagon train that I never thought a woman should or could do. I can
harness a team, handle a wagon and chop wood as good as any man.”
Red looked at the fire in her eyes and wondered if she just might have
the grit to last a winter in the high country just to spite him. She was a
handsome woman and there might be another reason he didn’t want to
be alone with her in the small cabin—a reason he didn’t want to admit
even to himself. But in the end, it really didn’t matter. The incident at the
fort had proved she’d be more trouble than she was worth.
“I don’t think we’ll ever see eye to eye, ma’am, so let’s just call a truce
and try to adjust to the situation,” he said. “The fact is, I can’t spare the
time to find you a town and I won’t leave you alone to die.”
Mattie studied him for a long moment before she replied. “I agree
with one condition.”
“What condition?”
“I’d feel more comfortable if you called me Mattie,” she said
sheepishly.
Red smiled. “I think I can handle that, ma’am — I mean, Mattie,” he
said. “And my name’s Red.”
“Well, Red,” Mattie said as she stood. “Now that we’re friends,
there’s something I have to do.” She crossed over to his side of the fire
and waited for him to stand. She looked up into his eyes.
“I have to admit I was more than a little frightened when that man
Logan accosted me in the store,” she said. “But when I heard your voice,
I felt as safe as if I were in my father’s strong arms and for that you
deserve a reward.” She grabbed his shoulders, stood on tip-toe and
planted a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you for saving not only my virtue
but possibly my life.”
Red was so confused and embarrassed that he could do nothing but
stare down into the eyes smiling up at him out of a face that held no sign
of the trials of these last few days. Her soft lips seemed to beckon him.

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Dangerous Seduction

2011-08-23T17:48:00.000-04:00

I was first exposed to English History when I took the course in college. Stonehenge, The Battle of Hastings and The War of the Roses really opened my eyes. So it was only natural that I would finally write about it.

Excerpt:
Galen was focused on Reg and his knife, but life in the forest
had heightened his senses. They told him Egan was up and about
and moving behind him.
“I do not suppose it would do any good to beg for my life,” he
said biding his time until they made their move.
“None at all,” Reg replied with an evil smile that showed no
quarter. He moved close enough to his quarry so a lunge with
his knife would give Galen a very nasty wound. “Now, Egan!” he
yelled.
Galen heard the footsteps fast approaching from his rear as
Reg thrust with his blade. He then did the only thing he could.
He fell to the ground tripping Egan with one leg and watching as
the two ruffians collided and hit the floor with a thud. Then he
scrambled to his feet and kicked the knife from Reg’s hand.
Meanwhile, Egan leaped up. Galen was too late in seeing the
piece of wood the other held in his hand. He had only time enough
to raise his forearm and partially deflect it. Though only a glancing
blow, it sent him reeling and almost back to the ground. Egan
saw his chance and advanced for a second blow, but this time
Galen was ready. He waited until Egan drew back to swing then
shot his right fist into the young man’s mid-section.
Egan dropped his weapon and doubled over in pain. Galen immediately
followed with a left hook to his jaw and Egan fell to the
floor unconscious.

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Kathryn Meyer Griffith's THE HEART OF THE ROSE Gets Another Review

2011-08-22T11:51:00.005-04:00

Hi Everyone,
I just got a new review (A!) on my November historical romance rerelease THE HEART OF THE ROSE by Kathryn Meyer Griffith from EMERALDFIRE'S BOOKMARK REVIEWS. Here's the review below. Emeraldfire (http://emeraldfirebookmark.blogspot.com) is doing a whole week (Aug. 21-27) Extravaganza on me and my books. If you get a chance take a look. Warmly, author Kathryn Meyer Griffith rdgriff@htc.net

THE HEART OF THE ROSE by Kathryn Meyer Griffith
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Sunday, August 21, 2011
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23. The Heart of the Rose by Kathryn Meyer Griffith (1985) (Author's Revised Edition 2010)
Length: 360 pages
Genre: Historical Romance
Started/Finished: 21 August 2011
Where did it come from? Many thanks to Kathryn
Why do I have it? I like books with supernatural elements in them
How long has it been on my TBR pile? Since 7 November 2010

Bronwyn is a lowly peasant girl forced to fend for herself and her sisters when her parents die. She finds work at a tavern as a barmaid and a singer. Her beautiful voice and kind nature soon attracts the attention of the nobility, just as her healing powers attract the gossiping whispers that she is a witch out to snare King Edward IV himself. Now, as England tears itself apart in civil war, Bronwyn finds herself trapped between two men - one intent on possessing her, no matter what the cost, and the other whom she has seen in her dreams.

But when she is set to burn as a witch, who will step forward to save her from the boiling hatred and intrigue. Will jealousy and greed claim her soul, or will her heart win in the end? I found this story very interesting and enjoyable. It was Ms. Griffith's first ever published and I have to say that except for some paranormal elements in the story, this is primarily an historical romance. I know and enjoy Ms. Griffith's horror books better, but as a first story (originally written 39 years ago now and reissued in November 2010 from Eternal Press), The Heart of the Rose is a very enjoyable read. I give it an A!
A! - (90-95%)
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Magical Creations - coming October!

2011-08-19T20:19:00.000-04:00

Sometimes freedom comes with a painful price.

Omar is a ‘masterless’ Genie and freedom has given him an Achilles heel no enemy can miss. When desperation drives him to search for services of a Nephilim – with the ability to see, touch and take souls - Omar finds the sassy Antigone Watson who is running from demons of her own.

With magic a commodity to be governed, sold and stolen just like any other, the Magical Mafia are always on the look-out for new talent and soon the hunt is on. Together, Omar and Antigone realize that weakness of the flesh can be remedied by strength from the soul and sometimes true love can be born of dreams...

"Magical Creations" is scheduled for release in October - not long now! So to celebrate I'm posting a small teaser! (this teaser is subject to editing).

“You look dishevelled,” he commented, his breath blowing gently against her hair. “Allow me to rectify the situation.”

Before Antigone had time to process his meaning, smooth, shimmering arms of red smoke wove themselves around her. They smelled warm, spicy and intoxicating. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and when she opened them again, Omar had moved away and she was standing alone leaning back on the shop window feeling a little dreamy. An annoyed flush of embarrassment threatened to bloom on her cheeks, but with substantial will power, she forced it down.

“What did you do?” she snapped, and stepped away from the window. Omar’s black eyes flashed as he observed her with interest. On the first foot step, Antigone realised that the heel on her sweet Jimmy Choo was mended, so she took a cursory glance at her jacket and trousers. She was as neat as a pin once again.

“How did you do that?” she asked incredulously.

Omar shrugged, “It’s a talent,” he smiled...

If you like the sound of "Magical Creations" and have discovered you've got a hankering for Genie romances, be sure to check out the preceeding story ""Magical Gains" which was released in March!

Kid Logan

2011-08-17T17:54:00.000-04:00

When we think of the hardships that men and women of the old west faced we often forget the children who faced them as well. I often wonder what it would be like to grow up with none of the conveniences we now take for granted.

Excerpt:
“Trouble?” the kid asked.
“Could be,” Jed replied as he pulled a spy glass from his saddle
bag. He focused the glass on the dust and studied it for a moment.
“Looks like five horsemen coming fast. We’d best start looking for
some place to hide.” He scanned the prairie for cover.
“They could be friendly,” Matt suggested.
“I’m not gambling what’s left of my hair on that,” Jed told him.
“Let’s find some cover.”
Lazy Horse had already found what they needed. He pointed
west with a grunt and started his pony in that direction. In less
than a minute, Jed and the kid saw what his keen eyes had seen
from the trail. It was an arroyo deep enough to hide both men and
horses.
“It’ll do,” Jed stated as he eased his buckskin down the steep
side. Matt followed with Lazy Horse bringing up the rear. Since he
had no weapon, the Navajo accepted the job of tending the horses
while they pulled their rifles and returned to the rim to face the
oncoming riders.
“We weren’t making much dust so I don’t think they know
we’re here,” Jed explained.
The kid had been thinking the same, but wondered why the
riders were in such an all fired hurry. At that pace, they’d run their
horses into the ground in no time.
“Either they’re chasing somebody or somebody’s chasing
them,” Jed stated as if reading Matt’s thoughts. Then he focused
his glass again on the riders. “Four horsemen,” he said. “Looks
like they’re chasing somebody. There’s a lone rider about a quarter
mile ahead of them.”

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And We Have Lift Off!

2011-08-16T21:19:00.002-04:00

Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn was released on Aug 7th

To say I'm excited, wud be an understatement lol.

As well, you can watch the Montages, and Hear the Prologue, Chapt 1 & 2 @ the links that follow below.

Thanks you guys, you rock.
To My 6'3 papi, my fam and friends
Love always...
~Alie~

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http://alexandriainfante.podbean.com/mf/web/shh5qy/TeachingBetweenMidnightandDawnPrologue.wmv

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Montages:

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Dangerous Seduction

2011-08-16T18:06:00.000-04:00

When I was young movies like Ivanhoe and Knights of the Round Table were drawing kids to the theaters in droves. I always wanted to write my own story about that era and here it is.

Excerpt:
William gave a deep sigh. “I have told you before, Elizabeth,
you cannot imprison people just because you do not like them. It
is just not right.”
“I did not send him here because I did not like him,” Elizabeth
said. Her father’s questioning seemed to be making her cross. “I
sent him because...because...” She desperately searched for the
right word, but none came to mind.
William looked at his daughter and smiled. This was a side of
her he had never seen. Elizabeth had always been self-assured to
the point of arrogance but now she was flustered by a peasant lad.
Could this be more than mere dislike? Had Elizabeth finally met
a man who did not stand in awe of her beauty? William hastened
down the steps quite anxious to meet the lad who had caused his
daughter to become speechless.
“Good evening, sire,” Galen greeted them with a gracious bow
once they‘d unlocked his cell door. “And m’lady.”
“That is him,” Elizabeth said, her tone fierce. “He is the man
who ridiculed me.”
William suppressed a laugh and turned to Galen. “Did you
ridicule my daughter, lad?” Then with a wink and a smile, he let
Galen know he was an ally not a jailor.
Upon a moment’s thought Galen decided to have a bit fun at
Elizabeth‘s expense. After all, she did have him imprisoned in the
dungeon for no reason.
“I did, sire,” he confessed haughtily. “In my defense, I believe
she fully deserved it.”
“But why?”
He paused for a moment. “I suppose it was because she was
less than grateful at my valiant effort in saving her,” Galen replied.
“I think a few words of gratitude would have been more
appropriate.”
“You did not save me!” Elizabeth cried.
“I am corrected, sire,” Galen said with a bow to Elizabeth. “I
did not save her.”

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Mountain Romance

2011-08-16T17:59:00.000-04:00

This was my first novella and came in 2009. It's a western romance and after two years I've writtn a sequel titled Enduring Love coming 9/7/2011.

Excerpt Mountain Romance:
Red stretched his long legs over the edge of the bunk. He’d never gotten
used to living under a roof and the small cell insured a sleepless night
for him. He’d spent most of his life sleeping under the stars and he found
it hard to settle down with a roof over his head. The fact the roof covered
his jail cell made it all the worse.
All this because of a woman he found lying on the prairie dust.
Whatever possessed him to ride down to the prairie floor he didn’t
know. But he was sure regretting it now.
An hour passed and he was roused from his thoughts by the sound of
a key turning in the outer door. Red sat up in time to see Lt. Miller enter
the guardhouse with a smile on his face.
“I apologize, Mr. Holden,” Miller said as he approached the cell door.
“One of the traders called me to stop a gunfight and I assumed the
worst.”
Red closed his eyes, thinking he might be dreaming. But when he
opened them again, Miller was turning the key in his cell door.
“Your wife explained everything,” Miller told him. “I guess you can’t
fault a man for protecting his woman.”
“My wife?” Red questioned.
Miller stepped aside to reveal Mattie standing behind him.
“The lieutenant was very understanding once I told him what really
happened,” she said.
“But you’re not—”
But Mattie was already rushing into the cell to embrace him. She
pulled his head down and whispered in his ear. “Play along with me or
you’ll rot in here.” Aloud she said: “You were so brave, darling. I was so
worried that other man might actually kill you.”

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3 1/2 Stars for Humans and Demons and Elves!

2011-08-15T08:02:00.002-04:00

Original here.

MR Review
Rating:
Reviewer: Amanda
Review:

In Humans and Demons and Elves, the title unquestionably delivers all of the magical beings into one story. Edofine, an Elf who is part of the Dance Clan, is left devastated when his clan is destroyed by demons and turns to his last living relative, Kryvek. Kryvek was found by a human family at an early age and adopted. He also adopted their way of living, for the most part. Edofine struggles with the idea of succumbing to human life like his cousin but in the end, does not have to do so entirely, thanks to OMHI (Official Magics-Human Institute), an organization created by Kryvek’s adoptive parents.

As far as the writing goes, Humans and Demons and Elves is done very well; Haymond (and her friend “Aurore Ford”) have wonderful imaginations. Having all three of these beings interact with each other in a modern setting is a feat and was done marvelously. I do believe the editing on this novel could have been better, however; there are many punctuation errors hiding within the pages. With that said, this novel is a perfect setup for a sequel, with lovable characters from every species.

EGYPTIAN HEART ancient Egyptian time travel romance from Kathryn Meyer Griffith

2011-08-13T14:32:00.003-04:00

August 13, 2011

Hi All,
just a note to say that there's a really nice interview on me at: THE LONG AND SHORT OF IT REVIEWS from Aug.2, 2011: http://www.longandshortreviews.com/LASR/interviews.htm
and that my newest rerelease EGYPTIAN HEART, an ancient Egyptian time travel romance, is out now as well from Eternal Press at http://www.eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615724437. Isn't the cover beautiful...thank you Dawne Dominique! And thank you Kim Richards for editing it. Author Kathryn Meyer Griffith rdgriff@htc.net

Blurb:
Maggie Owen is a beautiful, spirited Egyptologist…but lonely. Even being in Egypt on a grant from the college she teaches at to search for an undiscovered necropolis she’s certain lies below the sands beyond the pyramids of Gizah doesn’t give her the happiness she’d hoped it would. There has always been and is something missing. Love.
Then her workmen uncover Ramose Nakh-Min’s ancient tomb and an amulet from his sarcophagus hurls her back to 1340 B.C – where she falls hopelessly in love with the man she was destined to be with, noble Ramose, who faithfully serves the heretic Pharaoh Akhenaton and his queen Nefertiti.
She’s fallen into perilous times with civil war threatening Egypt. She’s been mistaken for one of Ramose’s runaway slaves and with her blond hair, jinn green eyes and fair skin she doesn’t fit in. Some say she’s magical and evil. Ramose’s favorite, Makere, attempts to kill her.
The people, angry the pharaoh Akhenaton has set his queen Nefertiti aside and he’s forced them to worship his god, Aton (instead of their many Egyptian gods), are rising up against him.
Maggie’s caught in the middle of it in a dangerous land and time she doesn’t belong in.
In the end, desperately in love with Ramose, will she find a way to stay alive and with him in ancient Egypt–and to make a difference in his world and history?
Because Maggie has finally found love. ***

Inside the Mind of a Paranormal Author

2011-08-12T00:00:00.000-04:00

I'm honored to have been featured on Whipped Cream Reviews this past week, talking about how and what I write. My favorite post "Inside the Mind of a Paranormal Author," is a narrative on how I come up with story ideas. I set up a corresponding a photo journal which includes my recent sail on the replica of a 17th Century pirate ship and some images of a ghost tour of Provincetown, Massachusetts during which I photographed a spectral orb.

I included some images that helped inspire me while writing The Journey, including a tour of Salem and Sturbridge, Massachusetts.

Please stop by and have a look at all the posts and the photos.

Teaching Between Midnight and Dawn

2011-08-11T13:54:00.001-04:00

Hey guys, the podcasts are out, so check us out and tell us what you think?

The book is available at EternalPress.biz, as well as Amazon for both Kendle and Print.

Thanks a lot guys,

~Alie~

Podcast@

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New Release: Finding Felicity

2011-08-11T10:20:00.000-04:00

Eternal Press just released my debut novel, Finding Felicity. Set in Manhattan and Italy, it is a Contemporary Romance of 88,000 words that follows Madeline O'Connor to a Benedictine monastery where she falls in love with the handsome Italian Brother Anthony Lamberti. Willl they find a way to be together? Or will New York business magnate Tyler Reed win her heart?

Excerpt:

     “Why are you so upset?”

     Chess. I’ve had it with men who play games, she thought. Men who answer questions with questions. Who talk in riddles instead of truths. Her anger ignited into adrenaline.

     She crossed the room. Wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. Pressed her lips to his. His lips opened to hers. Her tongue found his and encircled it. Slowly at first. Then more fervently. He responded and they kissed deeply. Passionately.

     He pulled her to him and she felt him grow hard against her body.

     Checkmate. He wants me, she thought. She knew. They kissed long and tenderly. Reached into each other. He pulled his face away slowly and gazed into her eyes. His look caressed her. Balmed her raw emotions. Somehow he excavated her anger, dug beneath its surface, and uncovered the love that swelled, unbidden, in her heart.

     “That’s why,” she said quietly.

Finding Felicity is available at:

http://www.eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615724475

http://www.amazon.com/Finding-Felicity-ebook/dp/B005FQMVO2/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313072173&sr=8-1

Kid Logan

2011-08-10T18:29:00.000-04:00

I could always sympathize with slow learners because I was one myself. In my case it was because I was constantly daydreaming. Who could know those daydreams would turn into print. Enjoy!

Excerpt:
A few minutes later, there was movement under Jed’s blanket.
Whether the warmth of the fire or smell of boiling coffee aroused
him, Matt never knew, but the sight was the most comical show
he’d ever seen.
First there were the grunts and groans as Jed tested his limbs.
Then, with great effort, he threw the blanket aside and rolled onto
his ample belly. He rested in that position for a few moments and
finally pushed himself up with the strength of his arms.
“Do you need any help?” Matt offered.
“If I do, kid, you’ll be the first to know,” Jed replied as he stared
at the ground. “Don’t hold your breath.”
Jed moved on all fours to the rock where his Sharps was leaning
and used it as a support to pull himself erect. Once upright, he
shook one leg and then the other until he was able to walk on his
own with more grunts and groans than a bull at a rodeo.
“You go through this every morning?” the kid asked with a
smile.
“Laugh if you want to,” Jed told him. “Your time will come,
if you live long enough. From what you’ve told me, that could be
mighty questionable.”
Matt poured some coffee into a cup and brought it to where
Jed was resting on a rock.
“Thanks,” Jed said. “My old joints will be ready to travel pretty
soon.”
The kid slapped his shoulder and said, “We’ll have time for
breakfast before we leave. I still have some of the biscuits Mrs.
Jordan gave me.”

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However Long the Night

2011-08-09T18:55:00.000-04:00

My new novel, However Long the Night, will be published by ETERNAL PRESS in February 2012. This book won first place in the Lighthouse Book Awards for Fiction and second place in the Royal Palm Awards for Fiction. HLTN is a 90,000-word contemporary mainstream novel with a romantic flair, a love triangle, suspense, a pinch of corporate shenanigans and a historical background. Keep reading my blog (http://davidperedabooks.blogspot.com/) for more news. I will be posting sample passages for you to read and enjoy.

David (via Moss)

Dangerous Seduction

2011-08-09T16:50:00.000-04:00

So for my second romance I decided on medievel England for the setting. I guess I was just looking for something different and that time period is so rich with history and love.

Excerpt:
“It is good to see you, Lady Elizabeth,” the Captain of the guard
said. “You have been gone well past your normal time and your
father has been very worried. The two soldiers who were to guard
you returned more than an hour ago lamenting the fact you had
again eluded them.”
Elizabeth ignored him and pointed down at Galen. “Arrest
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him!” she demanded.
Everyone but Galen froze in mute confusion. He instinctively
drew his knife in defense blind to the odds against him.
“Arrest him, I said!” Elizabeth fairly screamed.
Shaken from their stupor, the guards lowered their pikes toward
Galen. He was outnumbered three to one, but ready to defend
himself until he realized the boys who faced him were more
frightened than determined. He could not bring himself to draw
their blood and instead flipped his knife and handed it hilt first to
the young Captain.
“I am at your service, gentlemen,” he said with a smile and a
bow.The Captain accepted his knife and motioned two of his men
to relieve Galen of his bow and quiver. “What now, m’lady?” he
asked.
“Take him to the dungeon,” she said. “I will deal with him
later.”

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