Tuesday, 27 January 2015

50% off @breathlesspress & @lycaonpress!

To help you get through the extreme snow being predicted, my publisher is offering 50% off all ebooks with code NOREASTER at the checkout!

Visit http://breathlesspress.com to pick up your ebook bargains. And if you're specifically looking for one of MY books, you can go HERE, or click on the specific title below. ^_^

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Thursday, 22 January 2015

What's Happening - January 2015

Well, it's been an interesting start to the year. For one thing, this is the first month since July 2014 when I haven't had a release and/or been on tour for one. And as it turns out, just a short breather before another six months of nonstop releases and/or tours. Oh my!

But it hasn't been a quiet month. I've had ongoing edits for Keir and Zombie Girl part one, and the cover reveal for Keir is happening next week! I've been taking a workshop through FFnP on book launches. I've also taken a small chunk out of my seemingly unfinishable TBR pile. Prompted by my feeble sales, I'm attempting to get a grasp on this thing called marketing, though I'm not sure I'm making any progress. And on top of that, I'm working on two short stories for two separate anthologies, due at the end of March and April respectively.

So for the next few months? I have the print release of Restless in Peaceville in February, print for Tethered in March, digital release for Zombie Girl in April, re-release of Keir in May, and print release of When Dark Falls in June. Gosh. Each of those will have a tour attached, although for Keir I've asked for reviews only (with the odd spotlight and a couple of guest posts at a couple of my favourite blogs). I simply can't double up tours this year after struggling to get through it last year. My brain got fried!

My publisher also announced some important changes last week, which have altered my writing/publishing aims slightly for the rest of the year. They're now making print a priority over eBooks (yipee!) and not accepting works under 50K (um). My first concern was Zombie Girl, ironically written in response to a request for YA shorts. ZG is contracted so will be coming out as an ebook, but it was pitched as the first of a trilogy of shorts, each around the 17K mark. So I thought "okay, that's it - scrub the next two shorts". Apparently not. The three shorts will simply get bundled together and...bought out as a single PRINT book. Woot! Totally unexpected, but I'm not the least bit unhappy about that.

I also want to self publish two more Keir stories (the sequel at 65K and a side story at 17K), plus another VA story (a 22K novella). I also want to write a 50K+ sequel to When Dark Falls - a real challenge when my last three long works have stalled before the 45K mark.

That means six scheduled releases, three self published stories to hopefully release, and four shorts and a novel to write, edit and submit. Yup. Pass me the straitjacket now...

I really don't know how or if it's achievable. But I'm going to try. After all, there's always next year. :)

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Read Only Wednesday - My Name Is A'yen by @rachelleighsmith

Read Only Wednesday is when I showcase a book I've just read, am reading, or is up next on my to-read list. This week it's Rachel Leigh Smith's debut scifi romance novel, My Name Is A'yen.

They've taken everything from him. Except his name. 

The Loks Mé have been slaves for so long, freedom is a distant myth A'yen Mesu no longer believes. A year in holding, because of his master's murder, has sucked the life from him. Archaeologist Farran Hart buys him to protect her on an expedition to the Rim, the last unexplored quadrant. 

Farran believes the Loks Mé once lived on the Rim and is determined to prove it. And win A'yen's trust. But she's a breeder's daughter and can't be trusted. 

Hidden rooms, information caches and messages from a long-dead king change A'yen's mind about her importance. When she's threatened he offers himself in exchange, and lands on the Breeder's Association's radar. The truth must be told. Even if it costs him his heart.

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Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Tuesday #Teaser - Unashamed & Unabashed by @Liza0Connor #historical #JaneAusten

Welcome to Lydia’s Bennet’s story.
If you’ve read Pride & Prejudice, you know Lydia is the youngest of the five Bennet sisters. Like her siblings she has little chance of making a good marriage. Still, Lydia is not your typical heroine. She doesn’t cry over her hopeless future. She sets about to change it, without concern to propriety or decorum.  Lydia falls to the charms of Wickham when she’s sixteen, certain a marriage to the handsome fellow is the beginning of her fabulous life. Wickham’s many failings reveal themselves in short order and Lydia realizes she’ll have to secure a better future for them both.
At each stop, I’ll share a new bit of detail from Pride & Prejudice that touches upon Lydia’s story.
In Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice: When Wickham first arrived in Meryton, he and Elizabeth Bennet were instantly attracted to one another. However, Elizabeth’s aunt cautioned her to “not involve herself or to endeavor to involve him in an affection which the want of a fortune would make so very imprudent.”
Thus when Wickham turned his attentions to another young lady, Elizabeth defended his need to find a young lady with a decent dowry.
It was not until Darcy revealed his version of Wickham’s past to Eliza in a letter that she came to have doubts about the charming fellow.

Elizabeth Bennet told her story in Pride and Prejudice. Now Lydia Bennet tells her side of her whirlwind marriage to Lieutenant Wickham. The youngest of five daughters with a pittance of a dowry and no hope for a good marriage, Lydia feared her life was doomed from the start. She learns how to set herself apart from her sisters and gain the attention of young men. She hones charm and flirtation to an art. Willing to take risks, she manages to acquire a substantial dowry and marries her beloved Wickham. Yet, her life remains on the brink until she gains the patronage of a wealthy Duke trapped in a loveless marriage.

“Lydia was Lydia still; untamed, unabashed, wild, noisy and fearless.”
—quote by Elizabeth Bennet from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
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The loud clearing of a throat brought their attention to the frowning butler at the door.
Lydia smiled at the man. “I know you will miss me, Mr. Tims, but Wickham and I are getting married.”
The man blinked twice. “At this hour, miss?”
She laughed and nodded. “We are going to Gretna Green. I have left Harriet a note, so don’t say a word. I want her to be surprised by my letter.”
The butler seemed to recover from his shock. “Have you a carriage to take you?”
She grimaced. “No. We are going to do that now.”
“Allow me to handle the matter.”
“Thank you, Tims. You are a good man.”
Wickham feared the butler planned to alert Colonel Forster. “That is not necessary…”
The butler smiled. “Oh, but it is, sir. I would dearly love to send the young miss off…” After a brief pause, he added, “In style.”
When the butler left the room, Lydia turned to Wickham. “I now regret all the trouble I’ve caused the poor fellow. That was most obliging of him, do you not think?”
Wickham pulled her close so she would not see the rolling of his eyes. He could only hope the butler was indeed getting a carriage so Lydia would leave before the Forsters could bring her to her senses.
Five minutes later, a post chaise with four strong horses waited at the door.
“Is this the best you could do, Tims?” Lydia asked as she climbed in the large carriage with a forward and backward seat.
“At such a late hour, with no advance warning, we are lucky I found any carriage at all.” He then looked at Wickham. “I wish you the best of luck, sir.”
“The same to you.” Wickham could only imagine the hell the man would catch when they finally realized the butler had assisted Wickham in carrying away the supply funds.
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More About the Author
Liza O’Connor’s favorite books are Pride & Prejudice and Douglas Adams’ four book trilogy, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Go figure…
Raised in the southern mid-section of U.S., Liza escaped to the East Coast once out of college. She’s worked as a journalist, a radio DJ, a security guard, a stock broker, a strategist, and a business solutions consultant to name a few of her many occupations.  Again…go figure.
She learned to fly planes, jump out of planes, hang-glide, kayak and scuba dive, to name of few of her ‘let’s kill Liza’ moments. However, her favorite activity is to hike with her dog Jess among the shaved mountains of NJ.
Here are additional Historical Novels by Liza O’Connor
A Humorous Sleuth Series: The Adventures of Xavier & Vic
The brilliant English Sleuth, Xavier Thorn, takes on a cheeky apprentice who turns out to be a young woman. Vic prefers to dress as a young man so she can live a more interesting life in the Late Victorian era. Overtime, Xavier makes her his partner in all ways.
The Troublesome Apprentice — The greatest sleuth in Victorian England hires a young man who turns out to be a young woman.
The Missing Partner — Opps! The greatest sleuth in Victorian England goes missing, leaving Vic to rescue him, a suffragette, and about 100 servants. Not to mention an eviscerating cat. Yes, let’s not mention the cat.
A Right to Love — A Romantic spin off from the Adventures of Xavier & Vic. The gypsy pirate Jacko falls in love with a compromised lady of high society.
The Mesmerist The Mesmerist can control people from afar and make them murder for her. Worse yet, Xavier Thorn has fallen under her spell.

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Saturday, 17 January 2015

#Science #Fiction #Fantasy #Saturday 74 # #superhero #romance #UF

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Hello! Welcome to another #sffsat snippet, and I'm continuing with Nocturnelle's fall to her...death? Before I share, I need to explain that her superpower is a second skin that makes her invulnerable, and has certain other interesting abilities. You're about to discover how her encounter with a super-cooled coffin had rendered one of her powers useless...

I'm going to die...It was an idle thought. Would she? Falling from this height, without her skin to hold her back, would it kill her? She'd never put such a thing to the test.
And she wouldn't now. She tugged at the skin at her back. It tore as she pulled. The black membrane fluttered uselessly in a mass of tatters and holes, sending her into a spin.
No! She'd lost chunks of it to the super-cooled sarcophagus. Resistant to bullets, blades and heat, but not to extreme cold it would seem. Black lace wrapped her in a deadly embrace as she tumbled. 

Oh no! How will she get out of this alive?! :P

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Friday, 16 January 2015

New #Release - Mirror Reformed by @KGStutts #scifi #romance

“So an alien race of unknown origin, strength, and power is coming our way. We’ve defeated them before but have no clue how we did it and we all died in the process.” Seth gave two thumbs up. “Awesome.”

The final book in KG Stutts’ sci-fi romance trilogy, Mirror Reformed, launches today!

The ISC's most dangerous foe, the Synth, is threatening Earth. Mack, Maddie, and their team scramble to come up with a plan to defeat them one and for all. As the planet's safety is in jeopardy, the team will have to put it all on the line, or give their lives in the process.

“Because they’ve done it before, and this is the team that stopped them.”
The team stared blankly at their former commander, trying to comprehend his words. The statement echoed in Maddie’s mind, making her hands shake.
“That’s insane,” Seth blurted out after several quiet minutes.
“Remember my warning. What I said is hard to believe, but it’s the absolute truth.” Charlie looked unabashed at the group’s disbelief.
“Charlie, what’s going on?” Maddie asked.
“Most of you know the story of how the ISC was formed,” Elizabeth began.
“Right. A young Charlie created a communications device that reached the Isgurd,” Mack stated. “We formed our first alliance with them.”
“Correct. The rest of the story has been classified.”
“Rest of the story?” Maddie looked over at John who looked just as confused as she did.
Charlie pulled up a video on the monitor and pressed play. The screen came to life as a young boy wearing wire-rimmed glasses and sandy blond hair falling in his eyes smiled and cleared his throat.
“My name is Charles Westlake. I am thirteen years old and I’m from Charleston, South Carolina. I created an intergalactic communications device that made contact with an alien race known as the Isgurd. I have recently been visited by a group of people from the year 2015. They came here to prevent an aggressive alien race known as the Synth from killing me, stopping my meeting with the leader of the Isgurd, Balise, and taking over Earth. This group was led by Jackson Gray, but my main contacts were Maddie and John Brooks. The team successfully defeated the Synth here in 1965. This message is to be preserved in case the Synth returns.”
The team stared at the monitor long after the screen went black.
“How … how did all this happen?” Mack finally broke the silence. “Going back in time and fighting a race no one has heard of? I mean, Charlie, honestly—”
“That’s not the pressing issue,” Maddie interjected sheepishly.
“Exactly, Maddie.” Charlie nodded. “We need to come up with a plan and fast.”
Maddie turned bright red when Mack turned and glared at her for the interruption. After a moment, though, Mack relaxed into a reassuring smile.
“How much time do we have?” Jackson asked.
“Judging by current speed, they will be here in four days,” Elizabeth stated.
“Four days isn’t a lot of time,” John muttered.
“Charlie, you said we defeated them before.” Maddie chewed on the inside of her cheek. Charlie nodded. “How?”
The former commander instantly broke eye contact, looking down at the floor. Even Elizabeth wouldn’t meet her gaze.
“I see,” Maddie solemnly said.
“See what?” One of the guys, Chris, asked.
“None of us made it,” Seth replied.
“Well, that’s certainly comforting,” Jackson gravely said.
“Do we have a plan?” Mack asked, shifting uncomfortably in her chair.
Elizabeth and Charlie exchanged glances before turning back to the group. The look on both of their faces made Maddie’s heart drop into her stomach.
“Nothing? You’ve got nothing?” David sputtered out the question.
“How did we do it before?” Chris asked.
“We’re … not sure,” Elizabeth admitted.

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Author bio:
K.G. Stutts is the author of two sci-fi romance series as well as several romance stories. She has a degree in massage therapy.

When she's not weaving words, she enjoys reading, playing RPGs, hockey, wrestling, and football, and is a big sci-fi nerd. Currently she resides in North Carolina, USA with her husband, Brad.

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Thursday, 15 January 2015

New Titles in Kindle Unlimited #scifi #paranormal #romance

As of today, I've enrolled my three self published shorts - Reboot (cyberpunk), Hallow's Eve (paranormal romance), and Terms & Conditions Apply (scifi romance) - into the Kindle Unlimited program. This means if you have a KU subscription, you can now read these without buying them (I'm not going to say you're reading them for 'free' because technically you're still paying for all your books via the subscription). I might also do some free download weekends where you actually do get them totally free. :) Enjoy!

And if you're still looking for something completely free for your ereader, there's always the scifi romance anthology Tales from the SFR Brigade and scif short The Bones of the Sea - forever free!

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Wednesday, 14 January 2015

Read Only Wednesday - Angel's Keeping by @brantwijnserrah #paranormal #romance #ff

This week on my reading list -


Why would the King of Incubi send one of his spies out on Christmas Eve? Unless it is to break her heart… 

As a succubus, preying on humans is Raschael's business, and mortal holidays are a frivolous waste of time. So maybe her king meant to punish her when he sent her out to hunt on Christmas Eve. Or maybe he just wanted her far, far away, so he could banish Raschael's one trusted friend. 

Your little pet has run off. 

Now Raschael must track down a missing fallen angel, and she doesn't have a clue where to start. Bigger predators are closing in, and Rasche's only lead is a Christmas stripper named Noelle. 

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Tuesday, 13 January 2015

Tuesday Teaser - Fearless by @KMFawcett #scifi #romance


“I take it you’ve never seen a Hyborean before.”

“Not even in a drawing.” Her breath came out as a whisper. Their auras were too dim to read. Although she’d no experience perceiving the Hyborean essence, she could tell they weren’t acting like their true selves.

The scientists unhooked their chain leashes and set up a stepladder next to one. Since no
anxiety registered from any of the men, Myia tried quieting her apprehension. She stepped closer to Kedric, though. Just in case. “How can they be in Pele? The Spirit Lights protect us from them.”

He turned to face her. “I don’t want to upset you, but it’s time you understood what the lights in the sky really are.”

Ah, so that’s why his eyes filled with pity. The leader of the “advanced” society must educate the ignorant savage girl on her foolish beliefs. Well, it wasn’t the first time someone had tried to explain the physical manifestation of the Spirits. “Enlighten me, oh, wise one.”

His eyes narrowed at her flippancy. He didn’t admonish her for breaking her no sarcasm promise. A fact that amplified her regret over voicing said wiseass comment. Why couldn’t she keep her big mouth shut around him?

Perhaps he’d accept a big, bright smile as a peace offering.

He only shook his head in resignation. “We call the lights aurora tropicos. It’s a phenomenon that occurs due to the strong electromagnetic fields on this part of the planet. The colored lights are created from electrons and gases. Dunna could explain the science to you.”

Explaining the science didn’t change the fact that the lights were indeed spiritual energy. She held her tongue. It would do no good to argue. An open mind was the only path to figuring out how to fulfill her goal.

“But the important thing to know is that while the electromagnetic or EM fields are harmless to humans and animals, they aren’t to Hyboreans. The fields disrupt their normal telepathic brainwaves causing confusion, pain, and even death.”

“You mean those poor creatures are in pain?”

“No, unfortunately.” She didn’t like his callous tone. “The EM field on this smaller island isn’t strong enough to hurt them. It does, however, interfere with their brainwaves. It alters their cognition.”

“How so?” A bad, queasy feeling roiled her stomach.

“It shuts off their conscious thought.”

This couldn’t be going where she feared it was going. Her pulse quickened.

“In our efforts to control the Hyboreans, the science team created a tech-ring with the
ability to stimulate certain parts of the brain to elicit certain behaviors. For example, aggression.” Her fingers tingled. This wasn’t good.

“However, they were unsuccessful in making the beasts do any specific skill. To follow directions. They didn’t know how to communicate with the Hyboreans. Until yesterday.”

An undertow dragged on her soul. She glanced at the scientist securing a tech-ring on top of the second Hyborean’s head. “You’ve created a mind control device?”

“Aye. But they didn’t work until—”

“I told you how to communicate spirit-to-spirit.” If she were in quicksand, she couldn’t sink any lower.


Myia, a shaman-in-training, wants desperately to protect her peaceful village from the barbaric Highland invaders. To hone her powers of prophetic visions and healing, the village elders send Myia on a quest to heal the Highland leader's heart and stop a brewing war. Myia's mended many souls before, so this should be an effortless duty . . . until she meets the gorgeous, stubborn Highland warlord.


Kedric, a gladiator who escaped enslavement, only wants to liberate the villagers from their common foe-a race that breeds humans for blood sport and genetic experiments. Fueled by his rage, Kedric is determined to take down the brutal enemy. So when a raven-haired beauty with a body made for sin tries to sabotage his mission, Kedric wants her gone. Yet no woman's touch has ever left Kedric more annoyed . . . and aroused. Kedric knows he should shun her soothing embrace-but he can't seem to stay away. As their passion grows, Kedric must decide between fighting his war or surrendering his rage-and his heart-for Myia's love.

Buy Links:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Fearless-Survival-Race-K-M-Fawcett-ebook/dp/B00A2D82PU/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1387774520&sr=1-1&keywords=fearless+km
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fearless-Survival-Race-K-M-Fawcett-ebook/dp/B00HSV4IYS/ref=pd_ecc_rvi_1
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BAM: http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Fearless/Fawcett-KM/Q254095717

Bio:K.M. Fawcett is the author of the thrilling sci-fi romance series, The Survival Race. She enjoys stories filled with adventure and strong, kick-butt heroes and heroines. Ranked 4th degree black belt in Isshinryu Karate and 3rd degree in Ryukonkai (Okinawan weapons), K.M. and her husband own a karate dojo in NJ. When not writing sci-fi & paranormal romances or working out at the dojo, K.M. is driving her children to drum lessons and ballet classes. Please visit her on Facebook, Twitter, and at kmfawcett.com to be the first to hear about her new books or to find out if she accidentally drops off her drummer boy at ballet classes.

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Saturday, 10 January 2015

#Science #Fiction #Fantasy Saturday #73

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I'm actually afraid to admit how long it's been since I last took part in #sffsat. Suffice to say five releases in six months hasn't left me time to even breathe. So sticking with the adrenaline rush theme of the last few months, I'm sharing a snippet from my superhero romance When Dark Falls. Here, my heroine has had a confrontation with the villain of the piece, and is trying to make her getaway. But it's not going well... 

She screamed, and let the sonics rip free—her last resort. The cry blasted Dark across the room and smashed him into the far wall. Tubes of glowing liquid exploded and sprayed across the room. A siren wailed. The heavy metal door of the chamber slowly swung closed.
Emergency seal? She didn't stop to consider the consequences, and dove for the ever narrowing gap. She made it, but shutters were coming down at either end of the corridor, sealing her in with a slow, steady inevitability. She ran for the window, reached for the skin at her back and threw herself through the glass.
Pain smashed into her skull, and for an instant nothing but that filled her awareness. She opened tear-filled eyes. The tower streaked past her in a blur of dimly gleaming metal and pale lights as she fell. Moving her arms seemed too much effort.
I'm going to die...
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Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Read Only Wednesday - Lousy Magnet by @authorsallymax #scifi #romance #mm

Read Only Wednesday features the books I'm currently reading. This week it's - 


A fledgling romance separated by over 790 million miles isn't Lee's worst problem. His best friend turned secret lover wants to keep their relationship hidden. On a surprise visit home to Mars, can Lee convince his boyfriend that he is worth taking a chance on? 

Lee and Clint haven't seen each other in over two years. Ever since Clint deployed to Saturn's moon Titan, their communication consisted of short emails and spotty voice messages. 

The last leave home didn't end with good memories. It culminated in a confused and livid family, and the relationship remained concealed. 

This time, can Lee and Clint keep their hands off each other long enough to solve their festering issues? Or will the past replay itself, and Lee will be left broken-hearted and alone... again.

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Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Tuesday #Teaser - Unspoken by @J_A_Garland #urbanfantasy #excerpt

            If someone says the root of all evil is money, they’ve never met a witch. Hot on Tara Sobrantes heels, I hungered for a quick capture. But my past experiences with brimstone-users had taught me not to eat the candy house until Gretel heated the oven. The permanent fireball scar on my right butt cheek reinforced the lesson.
            Capitalizing on a rare break in the rain, I peered through the branches and foliage I’d arranged to obscure my position in one of the Pacific Northwest’s oldest forests. Drawn to the sweet scent of exhaled carbon dioxide, a deer fly landed on my cheek. I flicked away the bloodsucker while keeping my gaze on a distant group of figures.
            Three hundred feet away, the Mystic Monks began another round of tiresome morning rituals. For four lousy days I’d watched them worship their gods. Watched, waited, and shivered through one bone-chilling downpour after another. I knew Tara was hiding at the monastery. While I might not have her yet, or the large bounty she’d fetch from shirking a loan shark, I was still in the game.
            A man wearing a burgundy cloak ventured away from the others, heading deeper into the woods. He glanced around, perhaps to confirm he was alone, and then crouched until he almost sat. The monk lifted the hem of his woolen robe, carefully draping the material over his knees. I scrunched my nose and started to look away when something caught and held my eye. A steady stream of yellow wet the thick carpet of pine needles between his feet. The men I’d known didn’t squat when they pissed—I got you, Tara.
            I stood, careful not to make a sound. In the tight cat suit I wore, the movement caused the plastic edge of my Para Hunter identification card to poke my hip. A practiced shake released two Fae kissed, silver blades from their leather holsters and into my hands. Blades were good for close combat, not for the gap I currently faced. With well placed, gliding steps, I narrowed the opening between us.
            Finished urinating, Tara rose, letting the hem of her heavy robe fall. I quickened my pace; I couldn’t afford to lose her bounty. My brother was all the inspiration I needed to complete this job.
            A scream pierced my thoughts and the damp, morning air. The pressurized wail thickened then transformed into a muted gurgle. Tara’s hood fell backward, revealing a bobbing metal shaft protruding from under her jaw. Someone, not me, had launched an arrow into her throat.
            Move! I lunged forward, feet slipping as my boots sought purchase on the slick ground. Razor sharp, a barb sliced through my suit and lodged into the skin and muscle of my shoulder. The force of the arrow shoved me backward and to the ground. An instantaneous, moor-like sweat coated my skin.
            My nostrils flared like a wounded animal, and I scrambled to my feet. Normally, I’ll stubbornly stand my ground, but I’m not stupid. My attacker knew my position, and I didn’t know his. If I stayed put, he’d fill me full of metal like a scrap yard.
            Racing away in a crazy zigzag, I heard near noiseless whispers as the air parted, making way for a barrage of arrows. Bolts lodged into the trees all around me, at head level. Terrific. Someone wasn’t trying to scare me off. Someone wanted me dead. Not here, not now. Not when my brother and his family were counting on me.
            Bites of pain skewered my arms, then a leg. The cold cramp of fear tightened its hold on my lungs. Holy shit, I was going to die. Adrenaline driven, I pushed forward long after my wounds should have dropped me.
            A misty fog had descended on the dense pine canopy when I finally allowed myself to stop running. I sank to the ground at the base of a tamarack pine. In unison, my muscles and lungs screamed a tortured ditty, whose tune I was hella familiar. I need a new profession or I’m not going to make it to my thirtieth birthday.
            Blinking, I tried to focus eyes blurry with tears. I had officially accepted Tara’s mark. For two weeks she was supposed to be off limits to all other Para Bounty Hunters. That was the unwritten     code. Someone violated that code, and that someone was here. They’d killed her and tried the same with me. Who? Why? And how had they found Tara?
            Some might call it cockiness, I called it first class investigation skills. I was positive that I alone figured out the connection between brother and sister. Tara had blended in seamlessly with the monks. It took me days in that damn hidey-hole to catch her slip.
            Lids closing, I slowed my breathing. Trading pain for awareness, I listened to the steady dripping that came from the pine needles above. Morning dew ran down the rough grooves in the bark.
A crackle here, a chirp there, then quiet. Head bowing to my chest, the minutes spooled by. A long, low howl broke the quiet, followed by another, then another—young, excited yips joining in.
            I’d forgotten others beside the monks called the Pacific Northwest home. Wolves hunted in secluded places like this, and the blood trail I left behind was ideal for tracking.


Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: BURST Books
Date of Publication:  January 5, 2014
Number of pages: 128
Word Count: 40,738
Formats available: ebook: amazon, B&N, PDF
Cover Artist: E. Smith

Blurb/Book Description:
Paranormal Bounty Hunter Myka Quinn left behind her failed attempt at wolf Pack life. Now she is focused on providing for her brother and staying out of werewolf territory. But when she’s framed for a witch’s murder, she must either accept help from a very unlikely source, or watch the lives of those she loves rip apart.

Author Bio:
J.A. is a full time firefighter in California, an addicted trail runner, a connoisseur of all things cheese puff, and an urban fantasy author. When she isn't slogging through the obstacles at a mud run, you can find her hunched over her computer unleashing demons, vampires, and werewolves upon the world.

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