Wednesday, April 26, 2017

MIDWEEK TEASE~22~LIVE! DAMN IT, LIVE!!


Happy Hump Day! As you are reading this, I'm on my way to New Orleans to enjoy some great music at Jazz Fest this weekend for my wedding anniversary. I'll be checking in and out throughout the day.

Super Excited about my current release, Chicks Dig Scars from the Prowlers & Growlers Paranormal Boxed Set which released yesterday. So, naturally, my tease is from this book's opening chapter. A special thank you to Angelica Dawson who puts this weekly blog hop together so we can all share our work with you guys!





Live! Damn it, Live!

Warm tears streamed down Rachel O’Dea’s face. She pumped on Seamus Jameson’s chest and tried to swallow past the lump of pain and helplessness that formed in her throat. She couldn’t even verbally count each concise, rapid chest compression out loud to the code team anymore. It was all she could do to maintain her composure and continue to assist.

The shrill alarms still buzzed loudly in her ears. Rachel’s gaze shot to the bedside heart monitor displaying his oxygen level, blood pressure, and heartbeat. All read zero.

No sign of life! Come on Seamus. Come on. I need something to work with here. Give me a signal. Beat, dammit!

“Let go, Rachel girl. Let go.”

Seamus’ Irish lilt gently washed over her and she faltered. She dared a glance at his grey face, void of his usual vitality. A sob wrenched from her parted lips. No! She refused to accept what her eyes told her. Rachel moved her gaze from Seamus’ body to the overhead monitor. Green, flat lines seemed to mock her from the flashing lights on the display. She restarted chest compressions with renewed vigor. “Come back, damn you,” she said in a pain-filled voice.

“Rachel.”

She ignored the compassion in her best friend and fellow nurse Laura Parker’s voice. That tone of finality fueled her efforts and she continued. Seamus couldn’t be dead. He’d only been sixty-five. Rachel loved him as much as her own father. He’d been a dear friend and confidant. Had she failed him when it mattered most?

“Rachel, stop. Dr. Morris called it,” Laura Parker said, gently laying a hand on her arm.

God, no. “Called it? No, we can’t stop now. What about another amp of epinephrine? Do we have any more sodium bicarb? Have his blood gases come back?”

It’s okay, Rachel girl.

Rachel hesitated, could almost hear his voice, the pet name he called her, like he’d already given up, but that was impossible. Only this morning they’d been talking about all the things he’d wanted to get finished before he’d pass into the great beyond as he’d referred to the afterlife. He’d missed his wife, Evie, and had told her many times over the last year that one day they’d be together again.

Laura’s lips moved, but it was Seamus’ voice Rachel heard.

Let me go, Rachel girl.

*****

Well, there you have it! Don't forget to  check out the rest of the teases by clicking on the author's name at the end of this post. Enjoy the rest of your Wednesday!

Kathleen 💋💋




BLURB

When death steps in...

Committed and compassionate intensive care nurse, Rachel O'Dea will do anything to save her patients. But when she loses a kind and loving man whom she forged a fatherly relationship with, Rachel unravels.

...or so everyone thinks.

The calm and soothing voices Rachel hears and the apparitions she sees are of the deceased man and his late wife as they navigate and persuade her to make important choices in her life, leading her right where she's supposed to be.

Free clinic doctor, Devon Jameson, needs more hands on deck. He can't possibly handle all the medical cases alone. When Rachel walks in, volunteering her services, he knows he has no choice other than to take her on board as she proves her worth when a pediatric trauma is left on his doorstep and there’s no one else to assist. As the two begin working together, their lives intertwine and the attraction intensifies. Scarred deeply by their past and their pain, Rachel and Devon begin a future only angels could predict.


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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

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Dark Verité by Muffy Wilson
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The Jaguar's Consort by Aliyah Burke
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Hades Playground by Isis Pierce
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Under The Crescent Moon by Amy Lee Burgess
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The Demon The Witch and The Firebird by Phoenix Johnson
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Changes by Angelica Dawson
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Arcane by Erzabet Bishop
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Chicks Dig Scars by Kathleen Grieve
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Swelter by K.C. Stewart
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Dark Melody by Megan J Parker
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Starbright by Ashlynn Monroe
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Sorrows Beginning by S. E. Babin
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Shadows Mark by Nicole Morgan
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Mated by Kallysten
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Fallen In Sin by Marissa Farrar
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Immortal Alchemy by Savannah Verte
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Stolen Magic by Joanna Mazurkiewicz
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Call Of The Beast by Erica Reeder
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Shifting Scales by Decadent Kane
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Swelter by K.C. Stewart
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Swelter
by
K.C. Stewart
International Bestselling Author


-->Charley had escaped Silas’s sad excuse for a prison cell with no more than a broken nail. She knew that she was going to be in some deep shit with her employer for not only disappearing for a few days but also for not killing Silas as promised. There was something infuriating and sexy about the man that made it hard for her not to go rubbing her sass in his face. With his sardonic smile and chiseled cheek bones, Silas was quickly becoming her hardest job yet.

Silas found the little red head’s antics cute. Someone wanted him dead, but that was nothing new. The dragon was one of the most hated of his kind. He couldn’t help it everyone else was too scared to take what they really wanted, no matter the consequences. So they had hired the half-breed to send him to an early grave, but something was getting in the way of her pulling the trigger. Silas knew he pissed her off just as much as he heated her up. Next time he got her alone, he was going to investigate both.

Charley wanted this job to be over. The target was a smug, arrogant dragon with a great butt. Silas had leverage over the red-headed halfling who was trying to kill him. He’d give her what she wanted but only after he had her for a night, or three.



“Where have you been?” the man barked at her. “Is it done?”
She had two answers for him. “Fuck no and none of your business.”
“I’m paying you for a job, when you disappear after part of it was to be completed, it becomes my business. I thought I hired the best?”
After she failed to kill the sister of her target because the target found her beforehand and then proceeded to take her captive for the night, Charley didn’t feel that her embarrassment was any of his business. Although, she made up for it in the end with her disappearing act. She hoped Silas like the note she left him.
With her bag packed, Charley zipped it closed and moved to the next. The fact that Silas knew where she lived and how to get into her apartment wasn’t an issue before but she pissed him off and proved him wrong. The man would be sending out his guys to bring her back. Luckily, she had a few holes in the city and was packing up the essentials to move.
“Calm your face, it will be done.” Her employer this time around was a whiny hardass. He checked in a few times a day and nagged her relentlessly. She typically didn’t get involved with the whys of the situation just the who’s and how’s. As in, who did they want dead and how did they want it done. But sometimes, and right now was a perfect example, she really wished she could kill the people who hired her instead of the targets, the world would have one less asshole. But then she wouldn’t get paid and Charley really liked to get paid. Although in this case, the money was not nearly as tempting as putting a hole in Mr. Copenhagen’s chest. Silas held a card in his hand that intrigued her, and he knew it too.
“Get it done within the week and I’ll double what I’m paying you.”
Well now…
“You’d pay me four million dollars to kill the leader of the green sept of dragons.”
“Only if you do it by Saturday night.”
Oh man, this was what she lived for.
Charley was born half angel, half bastard. She had no idea what her other half was since her bitch of a mother left her when she was five. Foster homes made up the next thirteen years of her life until she was eighteen and could walk away from the life her mother had condemned her to. Hunting and killing things had started off as self-preservation in a hard world full of creatures that hated her because she wasn’t one of their perfect races. Being a Halfling made her a target, being a good shot got the bullseye off her back and onto the head of someone else. Turns out that just because people hate you for what you had no choice in, didn’t mean they wouldn’t pay you to kill someone they hated more. She had a pretty good life for herself. Then that fucking green dragon had to come knocking.
Charley had been thrilled to find that someone hated that cock sucker as much as she did. The man broke into her home after having virtually nothing on her, she knew, she kept track of those things. He just broke in to see who she was. This led her to believe he was either stupid and stumbled into the wrong apartment--which considering he is known as one of the most ruthless men in his species, she didn’t think stupid was a very good description--or he must have known her from somewhere else. Charley doubted he was trying to hire her. He had his own men for that shit. That meant he had to know her sperm donor.
She had made assumptions over her father throughout the years. Who he was. What he was. She never got a definite answer. Silas’s presence in her apartment pushed her towards her father being a dragon.
Her assumptions were confirmed just last night. Silas knew her father. He flashed her his hand and it was tempting, so damn tempting.
But then again, so was money.
“Deal. He’ll be dead by Saturday.”
*******
“You’ve been distracted all night,” Hailey whispered too him. He blinked away the glaze in his eyes and focused back on her. They were the only ones dancing under the millions of tiny twinkling lights of the small dance floor. Then again considering she was one of three women here the options were limited. His sister made a beautiful bride, even more so when she smiled like she was. Her surprise mating to Dacea had gone as planned and Silas had to admit, he was happy for it. He had grown tired of their back and forth love battles and arguments. Had they not done this today, he would have kidnapped them both and officiated them himself while they were bound and gagged.
“I’m distracted by your beauty.”
She snorted. “Nice try. What’s on your mind?”
Little red headed escape artists. “Work.”
“Then why are you smiling?”
Silas narrowed his eyes. Cocky little thing today, wasn’t she? He spun her out and pulled her back with a giggle on her lips. “Maybe I’m smiling because you are so happy, it makes me happy.”
“I don’t think that’s a lie but it sure ain’t the whole truth.”
“Hailey,” he said in warning. “I do not wish to discuss it.”
“It’s my wedding and I’ll grill you if I want to. Now talk.” She stepped on his foot but he kept them moving. Traditional dances were not something she was familiar with and mixed with her lack of coordination on a good day, his toes would be bruised that evening. Still, he spun them around so effortlessly that no one would be the wiser of her coordination issues unless they were watching for her grimaces.
“A prisoner escaped from the cells last night.”
Surprised she said, “I thought that was impossible. Well, beyond my heroic excape.”
“So did I.” It bothered him all day. He had spent his time before the mating locked in the room trying to see a way out from her perspective. He found none. His men were doing the same now but during his last check in, they hadn’t found any way out either.
“Who was it?”
“No one important,” he said dismissively.
Hailey wasn’t buying it. “Try again.”
But Charlotte wasn’t important, she merely over took his mind at all hours of the day and consumed his thoughts so thoroughly that he could get nothing done.
“A woman who you do not need to hear any more about.”
“Is this that woman Dak mentioned? Started with a C or something.”
He’d need to thank Dacea with his fist later on for telling Hailey about Charlotte. “Yes,” he said stiffly.
“No frowning at the bride.”
Silas exhaled trying to find patience. “Hailey-“
“Geez, fine. I’ll stop.”
“Thank you.” The song ended and wasn’t that just perfect timing. Silas stepped back and with a bow he excused himself. He heard her mutter “coward” at his back but didn’t step up to the challenge. She’d get her answers, eventually. First he wanted his own answers.
Charlotte missed her original target. That was going to eat at her if it wasn’t already. She was a perfectionist and from the look she had when he told her of the miss, he knew that had been a first. She’d come after him hard now, wanting to finish the job and move on. Most in his situation would hide away and increase their security. Silas planned on doing the opposite. She wanted to kill him for profit. So he would put himself out there for her to try. He’d show himself so she would have to show herself.
There were a few functions he was invited too that would do for this plan. Normally he would send a check in lieu of attending, which most preferred since he didn’t “play well with others,” as Hailey put it. He would enjoy seeing the faces of everyone when he did show up, especially those at his table.
The poor souls won’t know what hit them.


Hiya! I am all kinds of excited for this set and can’t wait to get this interview going. *rubs hands together* So bring on the questions. Easy ones, hard ones, whatever you want to know I’d be happy to share.

How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing?  
Well, it’s been long enough that I had to pull up my KDP dashboard to see when my first book was published. March 2014 I published my first book. Last month I published my eleventh.  I got into writing when a friend of mine started to write fanfiction/role playing. That was *counts fingers* seven years ago. The friend didn’t stick but the writing did. I left the fanfiction behind and began writing flash fiction and short stories.

How did you come up with this storyline?   
Well this is the standalone spinoff story of the villain turned semi-good guy from my Hailey Holloway Series. Silas needed his own HEA but he couldn’t have just anyone. She had to be tough as shit with a don’t give a fuck attitude. Charley was actually one of my characters I wrote as back in my early days. I adapted a lot of her flash fiction stories to work for Swelter.

What do you do when you don’t write? Like in “Real Life”
My “day job” is a photographer at a portrait studio. I went to school for photography and although I like it, I don’t love it. Photography is a great hobby, it’s just hard to make money in it when you don’t eat, sleep, breathe it. So a few years ago I decided that it was time for a change. I began taking classes online for Library Science. I am about a year away from getting my bachelors and plan to continue on to get my masters and be a bona fide librarian. Right around the time I started school, I was publishing my first book. I had a lot of big changes all at once, which was good. It pushed me out of my comfort zone and into the world I live in now.
I live with my boyfriend, two german shepherds and cats in a house we bought last year. He’s a police officer and works strange hours but that gives me time to do homework and write. We have been together for 5 years and I am impatiently waiting for the day he proposes. (I can say this because I know he won’t read be reading this interview.)

What are the best and the worst aspects of writing?
Best would definitely be the satisfaction of the final product. Those emails from readers telling you how much they enjoyed your book. As for the worst, I’d have to say the ever changing publishing world. Once I get the hang of something it changes. It’s a never ending cycle.

What inspires you to write?
What doesn’t? Inspiration hits at all times and from the most random of things. I once wrote an entire detailed outline in 10 minutes between appointments at work for a novel that had nothing to do with anything I was currently working on. My previous appointment had said something that just clicked with me. I still have the scribbly pages with margin notes and arrows galore waiting for the day I put it into action.

How did you conduct your research for **Swelter**?
As a librarian-in-training, I scoff at the thought of research. Getting lost in the rabbit hole of databases and Boolean phrases is just another Thursday night to me. I tend to research as I write. I’ll stop mid-sentence and run off to search a particular tree native to the area for an hour before coming back and finishing off the line.

What type of author would you categorize yourself as, a plotter (one who plots the story from beginning to end), or a pantser (one who lets the story take shape without meticulous planning)?
Oh, I’m a plotter all the way. I tried pantsing it for my first book and I hit so many road blocks it was frustrating. I work best by outlining my book, usually in one sitting and scribbled on the back of whatever paper I can find at the most inconvenient time and place because that’s how my mind rolls. I then type it up so it’s legible and tend to add a lot to it then. My outlines are pretty detailed but yet leave a lot of room to play. They also have a lot of dialog in them. Usually, I’m also in the middle of writing something else and probably have three or four other books already outlined waiting to be typed up or written.

Are reader reviews important to you? Why?
Yes and no. I love to hear what they have to say but I learned fast in my first year of being published to keep a thick skin and take reviews with a grain of salt. Not everyone is going to like your plot or writing style but those who do are loyal and wonderful and make it all worth it.

Tell us about your other books?
My other series is a wolf shifter romance. It’s about a pack of wolves trying to fight for their secrecy. There are a group of their kind called Canidae who think the wolf should rule more than the human and want to stop hiding from the world. The first book, Too Far gone, introduces the pack but follows the enforcer who had gone feral after a tragic accident. He is found by a woman who was new to town and kind of adopts this wolf who liked to hang around. In a twist of fate, she is attacked by one of these Canidae wolves and extreme measures are taken to save her life. Each story in the series has a HEA and no cliffhangers. (I HATE cliffhangers.)
I also write under the name Charlotte Casey with contemporary romance. Just released my first rockstar romance book, Chance (Rusted and Reckless).

If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be?
Uh, I don’t know. I think I shared a few things above that are good to know about me. I guess I’ll add that I am a nerd and love to talk to other nerds. In fact, I am Head Nerd of my group of friends and even have a Nerd Card, which I carry with me in my wallet.

Well, I have homework to get to. It was nice chatting with you! I am thrilled to be part of the Prowlers and Growlers set and can’t wait to read all the stories. 



-->K.C. Stewart is the self published author of the Hailey Holloway series and most recently, the Adirondack Pack series. All her life she had fantasized and day-dreamed on a regular basis but it wasn’t until she began writing short stories that she made those fantasies a reality. She has graduated to novels but still dabbles in the occasional flash fiction and short story. Because of her love for reading and the written word, K.C. is currently continuing her education at Clarion University for Library Science. When she isn’t taking photographs, studying or writing, she is supporting a very real gummy bear habit. Currently, she lives with her boyfriend, german shepherds and cats in central Pennsylvania.





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Monday, April 24, 2017

SPECIAL TREAT FROM SHERI-LYNN MAREAN~AGAINST ALL ODDS...DARE TO DREAM...




I have a special treat for you all! Sheri-Lynn Marean is here sharing her new Dracones release, book 4, Thaniel!! Thank you so much, Sheri-Lynn!


Against all odds … Dare to dream…

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Abandoned, abused, and alone, fate hasn’t been kind. By twenty, Thaniel trusts no one. People hurt, betray, and leave. So when he picks up a stalker, he’s leery. Except, she’s so tiny, and looks like an angel…

Oblivious to those watching him, Thaniel spends his life fighting to survive. His only wish is to question the father who deserted him. But before he can do so, he’s tossed into a world he didn’t even know existed and quickly lands in the clutches of sadistic Were-wolves.

With all hope finally lost, he welcomes death, until three very strange beings enter his life.

Like a beacon, they offer him an impossible dream—the promise of a home, safety, and love.

Scared to believe, and falling in love with two people who are mated to each other, Thaniel is quick to accept an offer to learn the truth about his father. Only, the truth might be more than his bruised heart can survive.

Get book four in the Dracones series today for readers 17+. A dark, haunting story filled with Were-leopards, Dragons, Magic and other shifters. Impossible love that will tear your heart out as you race to find out what happens next.


*Warning* There is a sweet Polyamorous/Manage relationship with Bisexual elements.




Have questions for Sheri-Lynn? Drop her a comment! 
And don't forget, Prowlers & Growlers Paranormal Boxed Set releases tomorrow that has my new release, Chicks Dig Scars! These 21 smoking hot stories  for only .99Cents only for a few more days. 



Kathleen 💋💋