Dark Legends Author Spotlight – JT Williams

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Rebecca Hamilton,
T.F. Walsh, Monica Corwin, J.L. Weil,
Laxmi Hariharan, JA Culican, Muffy Wilson,
GK DeRosa,
Marilyn Peake, Kevin McLaughlin, Carissa Ann Lynch,
Vivienne Savage, Anna Hub,
HJ Lawson, Emma Nichols, Shelley Munro, J.A.Armitage,
Leilani Love, Demelza Carlton, Xyla Turner,
D.S. Murphy, J.T. Williams

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This Collection is packed with more than 20 full-length Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance reads from New York Times, USA Today, and International Bestselling Authors!

Don’t miss this collection of more than twenty unique twists in paranormal romance and urban fantasy, providing over one million words of supernatural suspense that will transport you to new worlds with smoking hot action and heart-throttling adventure!

The DARK LEGENDS boxed set includes: Mermaids, Sirens, Shifters, Vampires, Dragons, Sorcerers, Warriors, Angels, Faeries, Demons, Witches, Psychics, Ghosts, Mythology, Folk Tales, Legends, Dark Magic, Time Travel, and More!

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Rebecca Hamilton
T.F. Walsh with Demon’s Mark
Monica Corwin with Soulless
J.L. Weil with White Raven
Laxmi Hariharan with Redemption
JA Culican with The Keeper of Dragons, The Prince Returns
Muffy Wilson and The Para-Portage of Emily
GK DeRosa with Wilder: The Guardian Series
Marilyn Peake with Shade
Kevin McLaughlin with By Darkness Revealed
Carissa Ann Lynch with Midnight Moss
Vivienne Savage with Making Waves
Anna Hub with Beyond the Shadows
HJ Lawson with New Order
Emma Nichols with Blood Moon
Shelley Munro with Claimed & Seduced
J.A.Armitage with Two of Clubs
Leilani Love with Violca’s Dragon
Demelza Carlton with Ocean’s Gift
Xyla Turner with Broken Treaty
D.S. Murphy with Scarlet Thread
J.T. Williams with Winemaker of the North

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Winemaker of the North
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J.T. Williams
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Sviska is an assassin for an Order that nears completion of its crusade of genocide.

A war raged against magic. Elves and dwarves fought for their lives but men stepped from the ashes as the supreme race. Now, whispers speak of a last hold in the northern mountains protected by magic. But no army can assault this place…

There is only one option. Sviska. Undercover and with only his wits to help him, he is the last hope for men. But an ancient evil works against him and Sviska feels something beyond himself; a power within that awakens in the realm of magic.

Fate will force him into a terrible choice.

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Moonlight cast a thin shadow across the floor as a cold night wind rustled Sviska’s cape. He had been silent since ascending the stairwell of the keep, sneaking past numerous men patrolling the halls. The highest level had proved the least guarded, but getting past the last two men without them seeing him was impossible.
Sviska would take only a few seconds, emerging from the shadows moving under bleak torchlight, to be within range. The hour was late and the guards were tired. Within only a few strides from his targets, he went from a sneaking pace to a sprint before leaping into the larger one, driving his dagger into his neck. Turning to the second man, he was surprised when he dropped his spear and cowered, putting his hands out in a motion begging for mercy. A poor guard for his charge in the keep. Sviska slashed his neck causing a bubbling red stream to run down the collapsing body. He glanced back down the hall as he caught and laid the man next to the first one. His killings had not gotten the attention of anyone else in the keep. He glanced at an image on the door before passing into the room, leaving their bodies outside. He would not tarry.
Through an open window across the room, he could hear the dogs barking and their frantic but pointless search.
One of the other bodies must have been found.
He was not surprised given he had to take the main road in and the city was already on high alert due to their rebellious state. He was sent to curb the lord of Tar Mena’s obedience to his masters. The lord had ignored other attempts at peace, and a lesson tonight would teach him to behave appropriately.
Sviska tiptoed forward. His boots made little noise as he passed across the darkened room. An image of a tree and two stars, as well as mention of a medallion worn by his target, accompanied the message that had ordered him from the desert of the south to this far northern wooded town. Upon the door of this very room, he saw the identical image.
A sleeping form awaited their death.
Stepping around a rocking chair and then onto a rug that ran before the canopied bed, he could see in the gleam of the moon a sheen metal upon the chest of the person. In the blankets, the person moved and something fell out of the bed, rolling into Sviska’s path. He stepped on it, looked down, and found a doll wearing a blue dress under his dark boots.
What is this?
He moved his hand from the hilt of his dagger and reached down to pick up the doll. Its stringy hair was caked with blood from the underside of his boot. The guard near the front gates had required additional silencing, and Sviska’s foot had worked well to quiet him.
He dropped the doll and then leaned over the bed. He had expected a woman or a man, but instead, wrapped in blankets and slightly snoring, he found a little girl sleeping. Her arm was above her head, and her hair fell down her face in braided strands.
Why a child? This cannot be.
However, the child was marked with the medallion as his task stated she would be. His masters would not take failure lightly. The Keepers, the assassins of the Order of men, were not allowed to choose to accept or not. They were to simply comply with the wishes of the Order.
His hand gripped his dagger, but his heart thudded and he shivered with chills. He could not draw blood from a child. What crime would a child be guilty of? He had no choice.
It was a moment later when the heavy thud of metal boots preceded the door to the room slamming open. A form appeared, holding a torch and a large hammer. It was a large man, taller than Sviska, and swift, much swifter than the veiled assassin expected.
Sviska went for his sword, sidestepping the arching blow from the hammer, which cracked into the floor just near the bed of the child. He tripped over the rocking chair and rolled toward the wall.
The man shouted out, “Guards! To the room of my daughter! I have found him!”
The child began screaming in a deafening pitch. The figure swung the war hammer again as Sviska made it back to his feet. The iron-spiked head of the hammer just missed him. He ran near the window edge, but the blow of the hammer came again, striking his sheath against the wall and forcing him around to face the man. Multiple guards entered the room, and Sviska felt behind him at the open air of the outside. He glanced down but saw nothing but the ground. He attempted again to draw his sword, but he could not. He gripped his dagger.
“I will help you out of my daughter’s room!” the man yelled before charging him.
He stepped forward, attempting to spin around his attacker, but found himself with the wooden handle of the war hammer against his neck and jaw. The back of his legs were against the bricks of the window. He struggled to push back, but the man had him. With a shout, the angered father of his victim pushed once more, forcing him over the ledge.
Sviska closed his eyes, feeling the wind around his body, awaiting his end that he deserved for his many tasks. He had become tired of his own deeds. The Order had become senseless in their targets, and now, after this one, he welcomed death. But that was not his fate.
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J.T. Williams

Featured Book: Winemaker of the North

Thank you for the opportunity to give you a bit more info about myself. I’ve been crazy busy lately so it’s nice to just answer a few questions!

Welcome, we are so glad to have you under the *H*O*T* Spotlight today!
How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing? I have been a writer since around 3rd grade. I never cared for the “school required” state testing writing prompts and frequently got in trouble for not writing the assigned work my English teachers would give me. By middle school, I had learned I had to actually do what I was told but I started writing my own fantasy stories around this time.

How did you come up with this storyline?
Oddly enough, it was something I began writing out of a mix of love for fast paced sword and sorcery fantasy and history of religious persecutions of Nordic, Germanic, and otherwise “pagan” religions around the time of the Holy Roman Empire. In my book, peoples of magic (i.e. elves, dwarves, fairies) have been brought to near extinction by the empirical Grand Protectorate of Men. This story follows a man that learns that literally his entire life has been a lie and he is tied into the future of magic in the world by fate.

What are the best and the worst aspects of writing?
The best is the free flow of ideas as the story isn’t a chore to write but literally a movie that I record what happens. I have an idea and know a few characters and they show me the story. The worst aspect is fact-checking and assuring books over a series stay consistent. As I am now writing the eight book in this world, I have a TON of history. It can be harrowing at times to keep all the events, gods, myths, etc. straight in my mind! I have a lot of notes!

What inspires you to write?
The desire to journey to worlds beyond my own and to create characters that people can relate to, cheer for, and hate… sometimes all at the same time.

How did you conduct your research for Winemaker of the North?
I studied winemaking, for one. The actual process and a way to twist it a bit for the “magical” properties I needed. I also looked up supposed alchemical devices and ingredients just to find a bit of inspiration. I already possessed a working knowledge of the historical events that this book is inspired from but I did a lot of background work that was just for me as I formed my own pantheon of gods, goddesses, and holy places for my stories.

Favorites from Winemaker of the North?
The interactions between two of my characters are some of my favorite parts of Winemaker of the North. Sviska, the main character, is an assassin that literally has never had a family and Brethor, the Lord of the city in the book, has lost all of his family due to a curse. They become very close throughout the book which makes the ending of the book that much more difficult. No spoilers here, though.

What would your friends say is your best quality?
My loyalty. I have a small circle of those I would call my friends and for them, I would do almost anything.

Are reader reviews important to you?
Reviews are important to me because I like for other readers to know what, as a reader, the person liked about the story. I take the bad with the good, though. Not everyone loves everything but I do hope that people enjoy what I write. The reader is the most important person for my story. I want to entertain them!

What do you do when you don’t write?
I have five kids so I stay really busy! Aside from that, I work as a Paramedic for a fairly busy 911 service. So you can use your imagination for that one! I also enjoy sword fighting (I used to fence and was quite good when I was doing it all the time), hiking, and archery.

Tell us about your other books?
The other books in this series follow and fairly complex and epic storyline following personal duels and revelations as well as massive battles, explosive magic, and a final fight
for the fate of the realms.

My other books are set in this same world but at a time before the events of Winemaker of the North. Half-Elf Chronicles is about a half-elf named Kealin who while unlocking a long hidden power of his non-elf side literally ends up facing the god of death who has a personal vendetta against him. This is an ongoing six book series. Many of the characters in these books are also in my other books.

If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be?
I try to add a touch of realism to everything I write. Emotion is an important part of my books and if I can make you happy, excited, nervous, or down right angry with my stories, I feel like I’ve done my job as an author.

Thank you for taking the time to read through these many questions. I hope you enjoy my books and I look forward to talking with you. Hit me up via email or even Facebook messenger!

We are so very happy to have had this chance to get to know you! Good Luck with Dark Legends!

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J.T. Williams is the author of the Saints of Wura trilogy and the Half-Elf Chronicles. When he isn’t writing, he wages war in his backyard with his children having make-believe battles against the orcs invading from next door. He is married and has five little orc slayers.

As a longtime lover of fantasy and the surreal, he hopes you enjoy his contributions to the world of fantasy and magic.

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Dark Legends Release Day

Dark Legends Release Day is finally here!

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Murmurs around campfires, gossip in smoky taverns, discussions in towns and villages…
Everyone whispers of DARK LEGENDS, of supernatural creatures that walk the night…vampires and shifters, faeries and angels, dragons and sorcerers.
They whisper of danger. They whisper of adventure. They whisper of long-lasting love.
Preorder your copy of DARK LEGENDS today for 99c.

 

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New York Times, USA Today, and International Bestselling Authors!
 
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Don’t miss this collection of more than twenty unique twists in paranormal romance and urban fantasy, providing over one million words of supernatural suspense that will transport you to new worlds with smoking hot action and heart-throttling adventure!
The DARK LEGENDS boxed set includes: 
Mermaids, Sirens, Shifters, Vampires, Dragons, Sorcerers, Warriors, Angels, Faeries, Demons, Witches, Psychics, Ghosts, Mythology, Folk Tales, Legends, Dark Magic, Time Travel, and More!
 
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T.F. Walsh with Demon’s Mark 

Monica Corwin with Soulless

J.L. Weil with White Raven

Laxmi Hariharan with Redemption

JA Culican with The Keeper of Dragons,The Prince Returns

Muffy Wilson and The Para-Portage of Emily

GK DeRosa with Wilder: The Guardian Series

Marilyn Peake with Shade

Kevin McLaughlin with By Darkness Revealed

Carissa Ann Lynch with Midnight Moss

Vivienne Savage with Making Waves

Anna Hub with Beyond the Shadows

HJ Lawson with New Order

Emma Nichols with Blood Moon

Shelley Munro with Claimed & Seduced

J.A.Armitage with Two of Clubs

Leilani Love with Violca’s Dragon

Demelza Carlton with Ocean’s Gift

Xyla Turner with Broken Treaty

D.S. Murphy with Scarlet Thread

Jeremy Williams with Winemaker of the North


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Absolution by Michelle Dennis

Today I want to wish a massive congratulations for my wonderful friend, Michelle Dennis! She’s an absolutely beautiful person who has survived the toughest of years, and still managed to release the sequel to Infinite Completion. Michelle, I’m so proud of you!

Whenever Michelle launches a new book, she  donates part proceeds to charity, and for Absolution, she’s chosen to support men’s mental health. Amazing!

The Infinity Series
Contemporary Romance
Set in Perth, Western Australia

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Infinite Completion, is like standing on the edge of a crystal clear swimming pool, dipping your toes. The bright sun tickles your skin and serenity slow dances through your heart, before you feel a hard shove from behind and fall… You fall into a whirlpool of love, fear of the unknown and utter despair. You feel the tug of defeat and gasp for air. Sink or Swim.

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On the brink of her twenty-first birthday, Abbie Bennet is finally living the well-balanced life she’s worked hard for. Abbie’s life is uncomplicated, that is, until she ventures away from her comfort zone to join her friends at a local bar.

When Abbie is dragged out onto the dance floor and becomes face to face with Valentine, her intuition is less than impressed, but her heart leaps forward and forgets just how hard it’s been for her to become ‘balanced’. Just like Alice in Wonderland, Abbie stumbles head first down into the rabbit hole and her whole world is turned upside down.

Valentine is the hunky lead singer of a pub band, with dark brooding eyes and an even darker past. He’s intriguing, charming and complicated. – everything her mother warned her about.

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So you’re ready for Absolution

Absolution is the thunder storm that throws rain at the window and blows trees onto your path. It’s trying to walk into the headwinds and desperately wanting shelter. You’re almost spent… Then the sun appears from behind the black clouds, hurting your eyes and warming your frozen soul. You shiver, gasp and try to focus, before you feel a gentle hand on your shoulder and see the rainbow of a million colours stream down from the sky. Breathe.

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Valentine Hewitt is on a collision course. The darkness of tragedy and guilt taints his life, but he wants this darkness; he needs this pain and guilt, so he won’t ever forget.
Now, Abbie has burst into his world with a blinding brightness that threatens to light the dark shadows of his heart and he’s not ready for absolution.

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Author Bio

Easily distracted by shiny things, I’m a bibliophile and writer of romance and children’s fantasy novels.

I have a deep love for anything that inspires goodness and education in children, often wp-1474169793882described as having an enjoyable and whimsical writing style.

My first publication, Wolfbaene, tells an adventurous and magical tale of two boys and two dragons, on a dangerous medieval quest.

Although a bookworm from an early age, I was inspired by the dense pine forest which surrounded my home and began to put pen to paper as a mother, having an imagination bursting with magic and romance.

More than ten years on, I have now created a contemporary romance, Infinity Series, set in Perth, and when not working full-time in my ‘other’ job, I’m living and breathing the writer’s life – frequently accompanied by my cats and a glass of wine.

 

Totally Starcross’d by SD Wasley – Release Day

What if Juliet could tweet? What if Romeo was a connoisseur of latte art? What if the Capulet and Montague feud played out on the field of politics?

Today marks the release of Totally Starcross’d, SD Wasley’s romance novella! Totally Starcross’d is a retelling of Shakespeare’s famous tragedy Romeo and Juliet.

Romilly Montague and Julian Capulet are struck with a deep mutual attraction … before they find out each other’s names. But their dads are about to slug it out for Governor of Verona City. This makes the course of true love a lot more complicated.

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“Why does she have to be Romilly Montague? Any other name on the planet. She’d be just as pretty and cute and clever—just as perfect—but she wouldn’t be Romilly Montague. Then I’d have a chance with her.”

Romilly longs for the freedom to live her own life … but her dad is Alan Montague, hot contender for the job of Governor. And the bigger he gets, the more protective of Romilly her parents become.

Could Julian Capulet’s luck be worse? As if being born into the most conservative family in Verona wasn’t bad enough, the girl of his dreams is the daughter of his father’s biggest adversary in the upcoming election. His embarrassing family—especially his troublemaking younger brother—seem set to totally ruin his chances with Romilly.

For Romilly and Julian it’s never been truer that you can choose your friends but not your family. Will this story end in woe—or can there be a happily ever after for this modern-day Juliet and Romeo?

A modern day retelling of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet.

99c on Amazon or Free on Kindle Unlimited

Excerpt:

I hovered before the Picasso. It wasn’t one of his famous cubist works. It was quite a sad painting of a woman with a child.Totally5

“I wonder what made him start experimenting like he did,” came a voice beside me.

“Not sure,” I said, glancing around. A young man was standing a short distance away, gazing at the painting. I made a brief assessment: neat clothes—jeans but dressed up with a jacket. Top knot in his golden-brown hair. I dropped my gaze. Uh, flip-flops? Hmmm, hipster styling, knew about Picasso. Montague supporter for sure.

“You’re missing the debate,” I said.

He gave me a quick smile. “Am I? That’s a shame.”

I laughed. “Dragged here by your parents as well?”

He nodded, losing interest in the Picasso and coming closer. “I was only ever in it for the caviar-topped blinis.” He said this with just the right amount of irony so I knew he meant it but he was also laughing at himself. Cute and smart.

“They certainly know how to cater these political things, huh?”

“Conservatives always cater well. Making a good impression is of prime importance. Campaigning 101.”

I cocked my head. “And the other guy?”

“The other guy should know that the caviar isn’t dolphin safe and the wait staff are underpaid.”

I burst out laughing this time. “I hope you’re joking. I don’t want to be eating something that hurts dolphins, or accepting service from exploited workers.”

He shrugged. “I may have made up the dolphin thing. But you should probably tip the waiter generously.”

I appraised him again. This guy was intriguing. He couldn’t have been much older than my sixteen years but he conversed like a much older man. And now he was closer I saw how cute he was. Dark blue eyes, tanned skin and gorgeous angular cheeks. He investigated my face with similar interest.

“What’s your name?” he asked me unexpectedly.

I didn’t particularly want him to know I was Alan Montague’s daughter after his snappy political commentary of a few moments before. I snatched at the first thing that came into my head. “I am the girl who wanders galleries at night.”

He cracked up laughing this time. “Mysterious, indeed.” He stuck out a hand for me to shake. “Hello, Girl Who Wanders Galleries at Night.”

“Girl Who, to my friends,” I said. “Nice to meet you, Guy Who Came for the Caviar Blinis.”

“Guy Who,” he said, nodding gravely. Then we shared a grin.

Through the glass foyer walls I saw a sight that made me roll my eyes. A leggy blonde was climbing out of a sleek car in front of the gallery. “Oh, god. It’s her.”

He followed my gaze. “Her?”

“Paris Addison. In the Capulet camp,” I explained. “Her dad owns half the coal mines in the state and when she’s not tweeting about her dog or Instagramming her nail art, she’s schmoozing with the conservatives on her father’s behalf. Her dad’s trying to get a major new mine through environmental planning so the Addisons are being pretty friendly with the party most likely to help them out.” I made a face.

I’d meant it as a joke but his face fell slightly. Perhaps he was more serious about politics than I’d realized.

“Hopefully Capulet keeps his ethics in check long enough to get through the election,” he said.

I gave him a dubious glance. “Uh-huh. Let’s see how that works out.”

 

Pick up your copy of Totally Starcross’d on Amazon or read free on Kindle Unlimited!

New Release – The Ninth Hunter by Anna Hub

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The Ninth Hunter – A Standalone Paranormal Thriller

Anna Hub

Limited time release price – 99c. Read it for FREE on Kindle Unlimited.

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These weren’t ghosts of the dead with unfinished business. They were something far more sinister.

Daniel Barrow is a ghost hunter bound to a life of misery; protecting the world from ghosts by killing their human hosts. He knows the rules: mark the targets, plot the crime scenes, and then murder those beyond saving. Daniel’s safe in his rituals—until he meets Faye Michaels.

Faye isn’t his average target and her ghosts threaten to destroy everything he has worked for. When his ritual goes wrong, Daniel must create an uneasy alliance with the woman he intended to kill. But the deeper they dig, the closer they get to a dangerous secret that will change their lives forever.

Daniel must make a choice: fulfil his duty, or turn his back on those he has come to trust. Can the truth lead him to salvation?

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This was uncharted territory. In all his years of ghost hunting he’d always taken solace in the fact that the ghosts couldn’t physically reach him. Now the rules didn’t stand and he had to be prepared for anything.

Daniel shut the door gently in the hope they wouldn’t be interrupted. He took a mirror from his pocket and searched for the ghosts. They had to know he had arrived but there was no sign of them yet. Perhaps they had a more calculated approach this time. One thing was certain—they wouldn’t let him kill Faye without a fight.

A groan sounded behind the curtain and his throat dried out. He’d never had to face a victim after he’d attacked them and it wasn’t just that he feared the girl’s reaction; he didn’t know exactly how it would make him feel.

He dropped the tablet into the medicine cup and pulled the curtain aside. Faye was asleep with the bed propped up to prevent her neck extending too far. A thick bandage covered her wound. The surrounding skin a mix of yellow and purple. Daniel remembered the way her skin had split beneath his knife, the thought creating a sense of heaviness in his chest.

Faye’s eyes shot open, almost as though she sensed his anxiety, her breath rapid in the otherwise silent room. At first, Daniel couldn’t move, sure she was about to scream. Instead she blinked, her eyes glassy from medication.

He swallowed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Could he pull his blade out faster than she could call for help? She stared and he waited, each beat of his heart emphasising the slow seconds as the pressure in Daniel’s throat built up, spreading all the way to his jaw. He had to distract her, but the sight of her blue—and somehow bottomless—eyes froze him.

For one small moment he was moved. He wanted to whisper an apology, to have her know she hadn’t done anything wrong—it wasn’t her fault she was haunted. But there was no space for thoughts like that; he had to concentrate on his task.

He forced a smile to his lips. “I’m on a medication round, thought I’d see how you were.”

Faye didn’t answer. She looked to the window, the reflection showing two ghosts hovering on either side of her.

“Do you feel okay?” he asked, searching for a clue of what might be going through her head.

Faye’s voice came out hoarse. “A little sick.”

Perhaps she didn’t remember him after all. Daniel tried to relax his posture as he took the chart from the end of the bed. Hopefully the drug he was about to give her wouldn’t interact too badly with the morphine recorded on her medication chart. Still, he had to take the chance. He didn’t want her revealing anything to the police—sometimes the smallest piece of information was all they needed to catch a killer.

“This tablet will help with the nausea.”

Faye watched as he poured water into her cup, her expression filled with turmoil. He’d always found it easy to play whatever part he needed, but this situation was like nothing he’d experienced before. He’d never felt more like a killer. If she had her wits about her she might have recognised his discomfort but he forced a smile once more and pushed the cup closer. She looked at him, her eyes cautious before she swallowed the tablet and took a drink.

Daniel picked up the water jug. “I’ll fill this up.”

 

He turned the tap in the bathroom and lifted his gaze to the mirror, startled to see a ghost standing right behind him. Despite the bristle of hair and the deep-rooted feeling that he wasn’t safe, the energy reminded him of what it was like to be human. The rest of the time he was just a shell.

Opaque skin barely covered the ghost’s veins and her detailed form made her more human-like than the others. Her eyes weren’t the regular white, but rather the deep blue of night, and her hair a harsh white instead of mottled brown. At first he was bewitched, her edges shimmering as she leaned in and brushed against his shoulder. He jolted; disturbed by the distance she’d travelled away from Faye. This must have been what Lamont spoke about. They weren’t bound by rules anymore. Daniel turned to the side, keeping his eyes on the mirror as the hair on his arms lifted and he thought about all the times a ghost had pulled him through the veil. He couldn’t let that happen now; these ghosts were too powerful to risk entering their realm.

He pressed one hand against the knife at his waist as he reached out to touch her. A chill spread up his hand before the creature flashed and disappeared. He waited to see if she would come back, but the mirror showed only his own pale face and an empty bathroom behind him.

Daniel paused to force away memories from when he was haunted. The ghost had reminded him how it felt to have your every move tracked, the rushing in your veins when you knew they were behind you. He splashed water on his face. Everything about this job felt wrong. He was losing himself, and if he didn’t figure something out soon, Faye Michaels would be his undoing.

 

Q & A with the author

Can you start by telling us what inspired you to write this book?

When I finished working on my last set of books, The Shadow Series, I was looking for a new story to write. At the time I was reading a lot of ghost stories, like the amazing, Anna Dressed in Blood by Kendare Blake, and The Graveyard Queen Series by Amanda Stevens. I really loved their style of combining ghosts with unique plots I hadn’t come across before. That was exactly what I wanted to create; a story that no one had ever read.

Creating my own mythology has been incredibly challenging, but I’m glad this book stands apart from others in its genre.

Why would readers like this book?

I think The Ninth Hunter appeals to a wide variety of readers. Although I classify the book as a standalone paranormal thriller for adults, I think it’s also suited to a younger audience. Young adult and new adult are my favourite to read and that’s what I had in mind when I wrote this book. The characters are a little too mature to fit into that category but younger readers will still be able to identify with the main character’s struggle for identity.

I’m a big fan of mixed genres so this book has something for everyone. It’s a fast-paced, action-packed thriller but I’ve also added a touch of romance, a pinch of horror and an unusual plot, which could almost pass as fantasy.

Who was your favourite character to write?

The main character, Daniel Barrow, wins this hands down! He’s such a complex guy, and probably the first murderer you’ll genuinely feel sorry for. Although he’s done terrible things, he’s trapped in a life of misery and at the core, he wants to do the right thing. He’s an incredibly flawed hero (anti-hero even?), but he’s so good at his job which makes him a complete badass at the same time. While I truly love, Faye, his strong female sidekick, I think her strength somehow adds to Daniel’s vulnerability and that only makes me love him more.

And finally, what does it mean to you, to have this book published?

Although I’ve previously published a set of four paranormal/fantasy novels, this book is by far my favourite. It’s definitely the most challenging story I’ve written and it’s been a long time in the making, but I’m hoping I’ve captured a unique story and created characters that readers will love.

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Maid for the Rockstar – Demelza Carlton

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Book Title: Maid for the Rock Star
Author: Demelza Carlton
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 3, 2015
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A maid at the exclusive Romance Island Resort, Audra knows how to handle rock stars, billionaires and celebrities. She keeps their secrets, cleans up their mess and makes sure their holiday is a memorable one. There’s just one rule: no relationships with guests.

And Audra never breaks the rules.

Jay Felix is rock royalty and he knows it. When one of his bandmates threatens to break up the band, he goes into hiding at the Romance Island Resort. Looking for a distraction, he sets his sights on the unattainable Audra. But what’s a rock star to do when the girl he wants is the one woman he can’t have?

Welcome to paradise, where the romance is as hot as the weather and the tides aren’t the only thing surging under the surface.

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She reached the door and paused to take a deep breath. Patience, calm and don’t kill the VIP, she told herself. Then she rapped on the frosted glass door. “Maid service, Mr Felix.”

“It’s open.”

It wasn’t, so she swiped her wristband, waiting for the intercom to beep as it had earlier.

The door hissed open. Audra swallowed her surprise and strode inside. She should be used to automatic doors by now.

“In here.”

Audra followed the sound of his voice to the theatre room, where he lay sprawled across the modular sofa in his black boxer briefs and nothing else. He reached down to scratch his sizeable, cotton-clad bulge.

Clearing her throat, Audra began, “Reception said you were having trouble with the TV?” She crossed the floor so she could focus on the screen and not the chiselled man tempting her like a bar of the best chocolate. The dickhead had a body that rivalled Serge’s. Speaking of Serge… “If you like, I’ll arrange to get a repair crew from Engineering out here. I could arrange some other activity for you in the meantime. Perhaps book you a session with the personal trainer in the gym…” She squinted at the screen. The picture seemed to be just fine, if a bit blurred. It took her a moment to realise what she was seeing projected across the wall. Then she didn’t know where to look. “I take it you don’t want to watch the adult movie channel?” Audra enquired, trying to keep a straight face. She’d heard every excuse in the book for why hotel guests had accidentally accessed the channel. She wondered if he’d have a new one.

Jay laughed. “Babe, I’m a rock star. Porn goes with the territory. I don’t usually watch it alone, is all.”

“Ah.” She really didn’t know what to say. Had he called her to come and watch adult movies with him? She heartily hoped that wasn’t included in her job description.

“Nah, it’s this awesome blowjob the chick did. Here, check it out.” To Audra’s horror, he flipped the movie back to a different scene and made it play. Her mouth dropped open as she watched the male porn star’s genitals disappear down his co-star’s throat, while he grinned beneath his moustache and made a lot of noise to express his evident pleasure. An excruciatingly long moment later, Jay paused the film on an extreme close-up of the action. “There. Can you do that?”

“No.” In fact, Audra didn’t think any normal woman could.

“Aw, c’mon, babe. For me. Give it a shot.” His boxer briefs landed on the floor beside her foot.

Audra took a deep breath, forcing her eyes to face forward and under no circumstances glance at the hot, naked rock star on the couch behind her. If she did, she knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him.

“Mr Felix.”

“Babe, once you’ve sucked my cock, you can call me Jay.”

Thank you, coarse-tongued creep for breaking the spell. Two more deep breaths and she managed to find the strength to refuse. “Mr Felix, I think you’ve confused maid service with the services of a prostitute. My job description doesn’t include sexual favours. I can contact Reception and ask them to arrange transport for you to the brothel in town, where you can – ”

“Babe, I’m a fucking rock star. I don’t need to pay for sex. I have chicks lining up to suck my dick. Fuck, they’d pay me for it.”

Reluctantly, Audra turned to face the arrogant prick. She held his gaze, not trusting herself to look anywhere else. “Please don’t swear at me, Mr Felix. And I hate to tell you this, but there isn’t anyone waiting outside. Perhaps your adoring fans aren’t aware that you’re here. If there were such a queue, I’d be able to escort the first lady in line inside to see to your…needs.” She heard the distaste in her voice and changed the subject. “So can I report to Reception that your TV is now working fine and get back to my other duties?”

His eyebrows scrunched up so they almost met across his red nose. In fact, his whole face had turned red. “I just want you to suck my dick while I watch porn. What do I have to do to get a blowjob?”

“I don’t know, Mr Felix. All I do know is that it’s not my job. Perhaps I can ask Reception to call the brothel to send an expert over?”

“I don’t need to pay for sex!” he bellowed. “Is that what you’re after? Money? Fine. How much does it take for a man to get a blowjob from you?” He reached for his wallet and pulled out a wad of bills.

“I’m sorry, Mr Felix.” She wasn’t, but it sounded civil to say so. “It would take flying pigs, a cold day in hell and the sun to rise in the west, and I still wouldn’t do it. Because I’d lose my job.” She forced herself to smile. “I hope you have a pleasant evening.” Audra turned her back and strode toward the front door. How fate could grant an arsehole like him a body so perfect…nothing in life was fair.

“You expect me to deal with this hard-on by myself?” His voice shifted up an octave.

Audra thought she heard a note of desperation. Good. Maybe it was time life evened up the score a bit. For all the nights she’d lusted after him and never been properly satisfied.

“You have two hands, Mr Felix. I understand that’s all a lonely single man needs.” She clamped her lips together and forced herself to remain calm until the door closed behind her. She blinked in the late afternoon sunlight, feeling like she’d been inside a surreal film and the real world was definitely a relief. Sunset tinted the path as she followed the yellow brick road away from the rock star the newspapers called the Wizard of Aus.

Once she’d rounded the corner and Villa Maxima vanished from sight, she broke into a sprint for the main building. She had to get to Dennis before the dickhead called security to get her fired. Or before she turned around and did something she’d really regret.

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Meet the Author

Demelza Carlton has always loved the ocean, but on her first snorkelling trip she found she was afraid of fish.

She has since swum with sea lions, sharks and sea cucumbers and stood on spray-drenched cliffs over a seething sea as a seven-metre cyclonic swell surged in, shattering a shipwreck below.

Sensationalist spin? No – Demelza tends to take a camera with her so she can capture and share the moment later; shipwrecks, sharks and all.

Demelza now lives in Perth, Western Australia, the shark attack capital of the world.

The Ocean’s Gift series was her first foray into fiction, followed by the Nightmares trilogy. She swears the Mel Goes to Hell series ambushed her on a crowded train and wouldn’t leave her alone.

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Indie Love Blog Hop – Featuring Michelle Dennis

SSILIt’s that time of year when everyone goes a little love crazy! To celebrate I’ve joined the Indie Love Blog Hop where you can visit a whole bunch of book blogs and win some amazing prizes. So let’s get to it!

I’ve chosen to feature one of my wonderful friends – Michelle Dennis, who has a brand new contemporary romance, Infinite Completion. I was lucky enough to help Michelle in the editing process for this book and I can assure you it comes directly from her heart. Michelle has kindly donated a paperback copy so make sure you click the giveaway link at the bottom of the page to be the lucky winner of the book or a $5 Amazon giftcard!

Infinite facebook picInfinite Completion by Michelle Dennis

Abbie Bennet is a twenty year old bookworm who considers herself well-balanced and sensible. Her heart and intuition agree on most things and she has no intention of upsetting this for anyone. When she ventures out of her comfort zone to join her friends at a local bar, her balance is knocked way off course by a stranger who is everything her mother, and intuition, have warned her about…

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Phillip takes Sarah’s hand and leads her through the crowd toward the bar.

‘So, I guess the lead singer is the band manager, too? Abbie, go and ask him for his card,’ Ethan gestures at him, the man who made my knees turn to jelly.

‘Um, no, not me… you go,’ I shout quite loudly. I have a lump in my throat. I can’t talk to him.

‘You’re closer, just go and get a business card,’ Ethan says, as he turns his back to me and continues canoodling with Hannah. I sigh and turn to the bar. Here goes.

‘Um, excuse me!’ I say, as loudly as possible over the thumping of the music. He doesn’t seem to hear me. I touch him on the shoulder lightly. His skin is hot through the dampness of his t-shirt. I pull my hand back quickly when he turns.

He smirks and shows his perfect white teeth. ‘It’s okay, I don’t bite,’ he shouts out over the music.

I step back a little and he moves toward me.

He bends toward my ear. ‘Do you wanna dance?’ he says loudly.

Instinctively, I move back again, bumping up against another girl. ‘Oh, um, no thanks. Your friend said you may have a business card?’

He lifts an eyebrow and continues standing way too close. He looks a little confused. I assume he doesn’t get turned down very often.

He leans towards me again and says, ‘You might like it.’ I feel my cheeks burn and when I glance at him as I move away, I notice him looking at my neck.

Stepping back, I clear my throat to make sure my voice works and shout over the music, ‘I don’t think so.’

He moves closer again and I feel my heart jolt. ‘You looked like you were enjoying yourself before.’ He’s grinning and looking me over. ‘I promise to be gentle.’

‘I, well, no thanks, I’ve had enough for one night.’ Did I just say that? I sound like my mother.

‘Okay,’ he shrugs, ‘your call.’ He glances around and leans against the bar, his shirt stretching across his chest. ‘What can I do for you?’

I must look a little confused or dazed, or something. I’m trying to place his very slight accent. Irish? But, he looks Greek. I gulp and try to sound calm. ‘My friends and I would like to book your band for a party.’ A smile plays on his lips and I can see he’s watching my mouth as I speak.

‘Sure, but I don’t have any business cards available.’ He turns away from me to ask the attractive girl behind the bar something and she quickly hands him a pen. I notice the gleam in her eye and feel an unexpected pang of jealously. Then he writes on a napkin and hands it to me. ‘Here’s my number.’

‘Er thanks…’ This is my comeback? Absolutely no grace and now he probably thinks he’s made my heart flutter.

I push my way through the crowd and back to the safety of my friends. Shoving the napkin into Ethan’s shirt pocket, I try to look unflustered, because there’s no way I’m calling this guy.

MichAbout the Author 

Michelle Dennis lives in Perth, Western Australia; she has always loved reading and in the past few years this love has expanded into creating her own written words and worlds.

Michelle has a love of medieval and fantasy creatures, and her first book, Wolfbaene, revolved around this theme and brought the world of knights, castles and dragons to children around the world.

Michelle is a devoted wife and mother, and fits her writing schedule in around her busy lifestyle. She is currently working on a sequel to Wolfbaene, and when she’s not in the world of dragons and other mythical beings, she can be found listening attentively to the other characters in her head, who are shouting for her attention because they want their own stories to be told.

Michelle shares her home with a very mature Dachshund named Phoebe Rose, a whole pile of cats who are under the impression they are the owners of Michelle’s home, and one small rabbit who is under the impression he’s a cat.

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Lord of War by Chris Kellum

A huge congratulations to Chris on the release of the new novel – Lord of War!

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The country of Shambelin is a wonderland. Its forests are teeming with life, its people have coexisted for centuries, and it’s protected by an order of virtuous soldiers named Veilin. Life is surreal.
Until night.
As the sun sets, the forests rot into ashes, and humans barricade themselves inside their cities as monsters prowl the darkness outside. The world has fallen victim to a plethora of sinister phenomena, and with every passing year, Veilin forces grow weaker.
Clea Hart is a Veilin, and as the princess of one of the last cities, she is destined to sacrifice everything to prevent the extinction of humanity. She is given her chance when Crow’s Medallion falls into her hands. The medallion, hunted by dark warlords, fearsome monsters, and wicked kings, has been missing for nearly two centuries, and keeping it that way is no easy task. Clea must deliver the medallion to her city, but navigating the wilderness is deadly, and with no allies, she must elicit the help of a man she knows only as Ryson.
The duo conquers one enemy after another, but when Ryson’s fragmented past comes to light, Clea realizes that her new guardian could be her greatest enemy of all.
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