Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Soul Finder by Jacinta Maree

Title: Soul Finder (The Immortal Gene #2)
AuthorJacinta Maree
Genre: NA Supernatural/Dystopian

Since being discovered as Soulless, Nadia has become a target for both terrorist groups and government corporations. Now, her only hope for survival rests in the hands of the man sent out to kill her: Diesel, the Mad Dog terrorist.

Diesel is determined to free himself of the never ending curse of reincarnation and the haunting memories that plague his mind. But when his search leads him to Nadia, a greater desire stills him from taking her life.

Unable to see into Diesel's cracking mind, Nadia instead puts her faith into his strength, fueled by eleven generations of unmatched rage and insanity. Their tight-rope relationship balances the two between life and death, love and rage, trust and betrayal.
Tension pulls at the hems of their dangerous companionship, and as time runs out all madmen must eventually make their choice.

Book two of the thrilling Immortal Gene series dives deeper into the danger of trusting your heart over your head.

Readers discretion: Adult language, violence and some adult scenes. For mature audiences only. 

Beyond the bodies left on the ground was a line of faces huddled opposite us. There must have been another fifteen prisoners inside the bunker, easily outnumbering me and Diesel. They clung to each other’s elbows and hips, moving in a single awkward unit like a spider, long limbs and shallow eyes. All of them were men, with the exception of some that were mere boys, no older than fourteen. Dirty. Starving. Wild. They didn’t look at Diesel but watched me. I was suddenly aware that I was the only female inside the hole. That was, until the next prisoner dropped in.

A blonde girl fell through the roof, landing on her side. All at once fifteen pairs of eyes turned to her. I looked at her too. She squinted into the darkness, blinded as I was as the lid locked shut above her head. The wheel knob turned. She didn’t move. I pushed off to reach her first, but Diesel grabbed me and shoved me back. He covered my mouth again as though expecting me to scream. I wanted to shout at her to run. Hide. Arm herself.

Fifteen pairs of feet moved quickly. Diesel covered my ears.

Soulless (The Immortal Gene #1)

Born in Melbourne Australia, Jacinta Maree considers herself a chocoholic with an obsession with dragons, video gaming and Japan. She writes a variety of genres including YA paranormal, steampunk, horror, new adult, dystopian and fantasy. Winner of 2014 Horror of the year and bestselling author, Jacinta writes to bring enjoyment to others while fulfilling her own need to explore the weird and the impossible.

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Monday, September 26, 2016

Guest Post: What is Love (chemistry?) by Lola Dodge

What is love? To answer this question, it’s easier to show examples from real life than from romance novels. The tropes I enjoy most in fictional love stories are the most overblown and unrealistic—the meet cutes, and half a dozen hot guys fighting over the same girl. Those don’t happen too much in real life and if they did I know I wouldn’t react the same as the heroines. (Like who is this big tattooed guy and why is he talking to me while I’m wearing sweatpants?? Why am I such a terrible person, stringing along a harem of guys?)

In real life, love is partnership. As a third party, you can tell when it’s there and when it’s not. Both partners work as a team. They respect each other’s needs and even when frustrations run high, they know when to apologize and make things right. The relationship is too important to lose over something petty.

One of the best ways to spot real love is to separate the partners. What do they say when their spouse or SO isn’t around? It’s a huge red flag when they start trash-talking as soon as their partner’s out of sight. On the flipside, real love compliments. I love hanging out with friends who have nothing but good to say of their partners. It’s the sweetest thing!

The beauty of a love story is watching two people come together and fight on the same side. The fighting might be a little more dramatic on the page, but whether I’m writing a dystopian story or a sweet contemporary, my goal is always to have the partners end up in a place of deep respect for each other.

So what is love? Teamwork, partnership, and respect. Leave the drama to the romance heroines ; )

<3 Lola

Title: Quanta Reset (The Shadow Ravens #3)
AuthorLola Dodge
Genre: YA
Release Date: September 27, 2016

Quanta has escaped her laboratory prison, but that’s where the good news ends.

Life at the Shadow Ravens’ compound is a disaster. She’s drowning in visions of the dark pasts and darker futures of her fellow Ravens and is plagued by her own panic-inducing memories, but Lady Eva still expects her to “train” and “participate in missions.” Plus, the food tastes like burnt plastic.

The only bright spot is her genetic pairing to the brilliant Altair Orpheus. As their relationship grows, she’s positive that chemicals aren’t the only things drawing them together—although chemistry is definitely involved.

While they test the limits of her game-changing new ability to reset time, word arrives from Eva’s agents: Doctor Nagi is still experimenting with her DNA. If he succeeds in duplicating her power…

Forget the Shadow Ravens. The whole world is toast.

Futures fizzed through my dreams.

Tair and me giggling and smiling. Then Tair and me running and dying. Tompkins staring blankly into space.

The Ravens and Eva and Nagi. Millions of possibilities swirled. The past tugged at me, too. Like an underwater cave of phantoms, dying to pull me in.

Darren’s chemical-green eyes bored into me while he cackled from the darkness.

I woke up panting. And on the floor.

Gulping deep breaths, I tried to concentrate on my stinging back, hoping the pain would push away the ghosts. There were a million and one terrible things in those dreams, but one image stuck out more than all the others:

A future Quanta on her knees, clapping her hands to her ears, surrounded by limp bodies.

So, so many bodies.

I pulled my blanket down around me and tried to even out my breathing. If my vitals spiked too much, Tair would come running, and I’d have to explain. I didn’t want to explain, even to him.

The nightmares didn’t bother me. Darren was dead, and he could laugh all he wanted now that he wasn’t breathing.

The past was like a bonfire I’d passed through. It couldn’t hurt me anymore.

But the future…

It’s just a possibility. I hugged the blanket tight. It doesn’t have to happen.

Either way, it sucked that reality was my biggest fear.

I couldn’t let myself kill that many people. I’d end it before it went that far.

And wasn’t that another chipper thought?

I grabbed the closest paper and pencil from the floor and started sketching. A timeghostly forest hovered at the edge of my vision, and I focused on it, losing myself in the shapes of the trees and mountains. By the time the paper was filled, my cold sweat was gone and panic had stopped making my vision shake.

Action. I had to do something or I was going to lose it.

But what?

Lola is a compulsive traveler, baker, and procrastinator. She earned her BA in English from Stonehill College and MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University—and hasn’t stopped moving since. When she’s not on the road, Lola spends her time indoors where the sunlight can’t melt her, writing or bingeing on anime and cherry soda. She can be summoned in a ritual involving curry, Hello Kitty idols, and a solid chocolate pentagram.

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Friday, September 23, 2016

The Week in Links 9/23/16: Harry Potter, Anime NYC, Power Rangers

Welcome to the weekly roundup of links for fellow writers and nerds.

4 Creative Ways to Use Instagram for Business

6 Novels About Freaky Cults
Hermione Granger: More Than a Sidekick
Hulu to Adapt Sarah J. Maas’ Throne of Glass Series for Television
Here Are The First Trailers For The Ghost In The Shell Movie

Writing, Publishing and Bookishness
Making Diverse Picture Books: An Inside Look from The Barefoot Book of Children Co-Author Kate DePalma

Netflix planning to fill half its catalog with originals in the next few years
Bill Hader Joins The Power Rangers Movie as Alpha 5

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

The Art of Shadows by Lori Titus

Title: The Art of Shadows (Book 2 of The Marradith Ryder Series
Author: Lori Titus
Genre: Paranormal
Available: November 5, 2016

Dead ShapeShifters. A missing warlock. And a demon with an ancestral grudge.

Marradith Ryder's job as a Sojourner means she is tasked with finding threats of the paranormal sort, and stopping them before they cause havoc. Even with Justin and Fiona to help her, things get complicated fast. And as they face one danger, a new one presents itself, threatening Marradith and those she loves.

This is the second book in The Marradith Ryder Series, which began with Hunting in Closed Spaces. The series also includes two novellas: The Moon Goddess and Marradith, Darkly.

I saw a dead man today.

This morning, he stood beneath a tree in my back yard, arms crossed, and eyes glowing. The rain didn’t touch him, but I could see it falling all around him. The sun moved behind the clouds and lit his ethereal frame. He put a finger to his lips. Shhhhh. There are no words, but I feel his pain. It’s always with me. I was with him when he died, six months ago. He took a part of my being with him that can’t be replaced. Perhaps that’s why he comes only to me.

Then he was gone, just as suddenly as he came, leaving behind nothing but the sound of the wind and rain and the house settling around me.

Lori Titus is a Californian with an affinity for horror and dark fiction. Her work explores mysticism and reality, treading the blurred line between man and monster. She thrives on coffee and daydreams when she isn’t writing or plotting out a new story. Her latest novel is The Art of Shadows, the second book in The Marradith Ryder Series.

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Monday, September 19, 2016

Photography and a Story: Fire in the Sky

Enjoy this dark fantasy scene inspired by images of the sunset. All images are mine. 

The sky was on fire. She never wanted the flames to go out. Bright orange lit the scene, casting a heavenly glow on the world.

Her heart squeezed then pounded. Her skin tingled. Even now, there was still beauty in the world. 

If only she could capture this, take it home and let it cast away the shadows determined to make her miserable. 

The scene was a perfect mixture of dark and light. Just like her. Why did people call this twilight magnificent but treat her like something ugly?

She used to despise this time of day. Its power was like hers only it was pretty. Unlike her. 

Once she got home, she'd find a way to recreate this scene. She'd use her powers to make something amazing. Then maybe she could have real friends. 

She inhaled. The tightness in her chest loosened. Light and shadow danced around her. They rose like  living things, attracted to her presence. 

Her name was Twilight. She stood between light and dark. She would make people see her true self. 

I love taking pictures of twilight but I'm rarely outside during that time. Since it gets dark earlier, I find myself walking my dog during sunset. I always have my camera on me now. Don't want to miss any great shots.

This little scene was something I wrote just for fun. I might turn this into a novel or short story. A character named Twilight sounds like a lot of fun. I'm already exploring the power of darkness in The Merging Series. Maybe it's light's turn.