Tuesday, May 7, 2019

INTERVIEW WITH NICOLE CONWAY (Legend: Dragonrider Legacy)



Legend
Dragonrider Legacy
Book 3
Nicole Conway

Genre: YA Fantasy
Publisher: Month9Books
Date of Publication: May 7, 2019


ISBN: 978-1948671361
ASIN: B07M59GM4D

Number of pages: 384

Cover Artist: Title and cover design by Danielle Doolittle
Cover illustration by Tatiana A. Makeeva

Tagline: In a war of gods and tyrants, the will of the dragonrider must never falter.

Book Description:

Captured and tortured by the brutal tyrant, Argonox, Reigh’s worst fears have now been realized. Argonox has successfully twisted his mysterious dark power for a truly evil purpose—reanimating the long-deceased legendary dragonrider, Beckah Derrick, and her monstrous king drake. But Argonox’s cruelty won’t end there, and Reigh fears the worst is yet to come. Rescue is unlikely as the Tibrans prepare to make their final strike, poised to break Maldobar’s ranks of proud dragonriders once and for all.

With many of its cities already captured by the Tibran Empire, all hope now rests with Jaevid, Princess Jenna, Phillip, and their mismatched band of dragonrider allies to lead the last stand and save their kingdom. Even in such frightful times, Jaevid may find he still has a few old friends ready to take up their weapons and stand at his side again. But facing down Beckah is perhaps the one thing that might break Jaevid’s resolve. Can he really strike down the woman he used to love in order to save the kingdom?

One final battle will decide the fate of our heroes. Can the strength dragonrider prevail once again? Or will the Tibran Empire become Maldobar’s new legacy?

“Bravery is not an immunity to fear—it is rising up to meet it with the hope that nothing is impossible.” — Sile Derrick, FLEDGLING


LEGEND is the final book in Nicole Conway’s trilogy DRAGONRIDER LEGACY, which also includes SAVAGE and HARBINGER.



Want more dragons?
Check out Nicole Conway’s bestselling quartet


     

Excerpt:

Bellowing howls and thunderous booms shook the ground under me. The sound of snarls, snapping teeth against scales, and shrieks of pain seemed to come from every direction. I recognized the deep inhale and throaty hiss, followed by the roar of flames. A dragon was spitting its fiery venom so close by I could smell the acidic tinge of it lingering in the air. The low hum of something huge swooshed right over me, probably missing me by inches. A tail? Wings? Gods only knew. But I couldn’t even lift my head to see.
The brawl seemed to end as abruptly as it had begun. No more roars. No more flame. A break in the commotion with only the distant sound of the battle to fill the silence.
A soft whine and series of pops, clicks, and chirps resonated against my ear and a hot blast of musky breath blasted over my cheek. I felt it. Something huge was looming over me. But I couldn’t move or open my eyes.
A rough shove rocked my senses, rolling me over so that I flopped onto my back. More hot breaths blasted against my face. I didn’t have to see her. I knew it was Vexi. It took every ounce of strength left in my body to will my eyes open. The end of her big green nose was right in my face, smelling me and whining. She licked at my forehead, one big swipe of sticky dragon spit up the bridge of my nose all the way to my hairline.
“H-hey there,” I managed to rasp weakly.
She chirped, huge blue eyes blinking down at me with concern. Curling her scaly body around me like a protective living barrier, she laid her head on the ground right next to mine. Her ears perked toward me and nostrils puffed in deep, as though she could sense I was in bad shape.
Too late, I realized that leaving her, trying to send her away, was by far the stupidest thing I’d ever done. That’s saying something, I know. Doing stupid stuff was basically my life’s hobby. But Kiran had told me about the loyalty of dragons many times. And right after Vexi chose me, Jenna had said something about it, too. She’d said that our bond was special—that Vexi would stick by me no matter what, even in death. At the time, I hadn’t understood what that meant.

Now I did.

About the Author:

NICOLE CONWAY is an author from North Alabama. She graduated from Auburn University in 2012, and has previously worked as a graphic artist. She is happily married with one son.







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Wednesday, May 1, 2019

SPOTLIGHT: WICKED SALEM by SAM BALTRUSIS



 
Welcome to May. We are starting the month off with a new title by author Sam Baltrusis. Let's take a look at the book trailer first, shall we?
 
 
 


Wicked Salem: Exploring Lingering Lore and Legends

Sam Baltrusis


Genre: Ghosts, Hauntings, Local History, Salem, Haunted History

Publisher: Globe Pequot Press

Date of Publication: May 1, 2019

ISBN: 978-1-4930-3711-7
ASIN: 978-1-4930-3712-4

Number of pages: 264
Word Count:  61,500

Cover Artist: Globe Pequot Press

Tagline: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Book Description:

It’s no surprise that the historic Massachusetts seaport’s history is checkered with violence and heinous crimes. Originally called Naumkeag, Salem means “peace.” However, as its historical legacy dictates, the city was anything but peaceful during the late seventeenth century.

Did the reputed Boston Strangler, Albert DeSalvo, strike in Salem? Evidence supports the possibility of a copy-cat murder. From the recently pinpointed gallows where innocents were hanged for witchcraft to the murder house on Essex Street where Capt. Joseph White was bludgeoned to death and then stabbed thirteen times in the heart, Sam Baltrusis explores the ghost lore and the people behind the tragic events that turned the “Witch City” into a hot spot that has become synonymous with witches, rakes, and rogues.


Amazon     BN    Globe Pequot Press

Excerpt:

What is it about the sleepy New England city that engenders itself to history’s witches, rakes and rogues?

Salem, Massachusetts suffers a bit of an identity disorder. There are two versions of the so-called “Witch City” that have symbiotically etched itself into the collective unconscious. There’s the iconic, blood-stained Salem that boasted a sadistic sorority of witch-hanging zealots in the late 1600s. And then there is the modern, witch-friendly spectacle that welcomes thousands of supporters into its coven of commercialism every October.
   It’s a tale of two Salems.
  As far as the paranormal is concerned, the city is considered to be hallowed ground. However, based on my personal experience as a local historian and tour guide, Salem has a love-hate relationship with its ghosts. Why?
   "The city has a long history of not wanting to get wrapped up in commercializing its witch history," explained Tim Weisberg, host of the radio show Spooky Southcoast and researcher with Destination America's Haunted Towns. "It's something they've only really embraced over the past couple of decades. There's still a bit of an 'old guard' in the city that doesn't want to see anyone capitalizing on witches, ghosts or things of that nature.”
   As Salem’s on-air expert for the national Haunted Towns TV show, I helped Weisberg hunt for locations with ties to the witch trials of 1692. It was tough. “As they've let some of that guard down and television shows have come in, it's been my experience that the 'powers that be’ who control many of the allegedly haunted and historic locations have been disillusioned with the way productions have come in and treated its history,” Weisberg told me. “At least, that's what I heard in the rejections I received from certain locations when attempting to get permission to film Haunted Towns."
   Known for its annual Halloween “Haunted Happenings” gathering, it’s no surprise that the historic Massachusetts seaport is considered to be one of New England’s most haunted destinations. With city officials emphasizing its not-so-dark past, tourists from all over the world seem to focus on the wicked intrigue surrounding the 1692 witch trials.
  Originally called Naumkeag, Salem means “peace.” However, as its historical legacy dictates, the city was anything but peaceful during the late seventeenth century. In fact, when accused witch and landowner Giles Corey was pressed to death over a two-day period, he allegedly cursed the sheriff and the city. Over the years, his specter has allegedly been spotted preceding disasters in Salem, including the fire that destroyed most of the downtown area in June 1914. Based on my research, a majority of the hauntings conjured up in Salem over the city’s tumultuous four-hundred-year-old history have ties to disaster, specifically the one-hundred-year-old fire that virtually annihilated the once prosperous North Shore seaport.
Cursed? Salem is full of secrets.


About the Author:


Sam Baltrusis, author of Wicked Salem: Exploring Lingering Lore and Legends, has penned eleven historical-based ghost books including Ghost of Salem: Haunts of the Witch City. He has been featured on several national TV shows including Destination America's Haunted Towns, the Travel Channel's Haunted USA on Salem and served as Boston's paranormal expert on the Biography Channel's Haunted Encounters.

During the summer of 2019, he will be featured on the one-hundredth episode of A Haunting airing on the Travel Channel. Baltrusis is a sought-after lecturer who speaks at dozens of paranormal-related events scattered throughout New England, including an author discussion at the Massachusetts State House and paranormal conventions that he produced called the Plymouth ParaCon in 2018 and the Berkshire’s MASS ParaCon in 2019. In the past, he has worked for VH1, MTV.com, Newsweek and ABC Radio and as a regional stringer for the New York Times.

Visit SamBaltrusis.com for more information.



Friday, April 26, 2019

INTERVIEW with ALEXIS. N. SAGE (AetherBorn)




We'd like to welcome author Alexis N. Sage to the page today. She dropped by recently to answer our three fave questions:
 
SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
ANS: Ruby Black was an incredibly interesting character to develop. On the one hand, she is a super awkward art-school kid that is a bit of a recluse, only has a few friends and is secretly in love with her best friend. On the other, she has these powers that she doesn’t even know about that may make her out to be one of the strongest otherworldly beings that the city of Westerlake had encountered. Over the span of the book, Ruby is forced to combine the two parts of herself and her struggle to do so really drives the plot in AetherBorn. What I personally enjoyed the most about her is that even before her powers become a large part of her life, she was a strong female character and fought hard to make sure her opinions were heard.
SC:  She sounds fiesty! Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
ANS: I go back and forth on this topic. When I was younger, I had a strong connection to the paranormal. Having grown up in a house with a mother that favored psychic readings made me incredibly interested in the idea. I spent most of my formative years studying texts and Wiccan driven beliefs, always hoping for a bit of magic to make its appearance in my life. A I grew older, I transferred that knowledge and interest to my book choices as opposed to the chasing of ghosts I did when I was younger. But don’t get me wrong, I’m still waiting for something magical to come my way and I don’t see that stopping anytime soon.
SC:  That's good! What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
ANS: I have just finished AetherQueen, the second book of the Enuma Legacies series that is going to be published on May 13th, 2019. When I had finished the first draft, I thought I would give myself a break but I am already in the midst of writing AetherWars, the third book in the series. Looks like I won’t be able to stop until Ruby does!


AetherBorn

The Enuma Legacies

Book One

Alexis N. Sage

Genre: Young Adult/ Urban Fantasy

Date of Publication: April 1st, 2019

ISBN: 9781999019822
ASIN: B07NY3HFHF

Number of pages: 258
Word Count: 50,640

Tagline: What if you could stop a war you never knew existed?

Book Description:

There is a world of deities living among us. What would you do if you were the only one who could see them?

Ruby Black, a photography student at Westerlake University, seems to have the typical life of an awkward college kid. She has average grades, does not make friends easily, and is secretly in love with her best friend. Ruby is content with her place in the world. In fact, she quite likes it. That is until a simple incident on a packed, rush-hour subway train shatters her entire reality.

Reluctantly, Ruby finds herself in the middle of a war that has been brewing for centuries. A battle between powerful beings that have been living in secret under Ruby’s nose this entire time.

Will Ruby go back to her familiar life or will she choose the brooding stranger who opens her eyes to a world far more mysterious than she'd ever imagined? A world where her own powers are far greater than she could have known to be true...


Excerpt
Literally the Worst Train Ride Ever

Ruby could feel sweat starting to drip at the base of her back, forming a miniature pool and staining her vintage leather jacket right through her tank. The train had been stuck between stations for twenty minutes and there was no sign that it would start moving any time soon. Ruby was beginning to regret her decision of not snagging the last empty seat when she got on. This is literally the worst train ride ever, she grimaced as she rearranged her camera bag. She cast an eye for another people-free pocket on the train without any luck. Looks like it’s standing room only for the rest of the ride.
Being just a smidge over five feet tall, Ruby could usually sneak by crowds of people without any issues, and on any other day this claustrophobic train would not affect her at all. Today, however, the weight of two cameras in her bag was starting to take a toll, and she could not wait to get a glimpse of the sun again. Her dark, brown hair was starting to get soaking wet from the heat and she was using the side of her arm to side-swipe it out of her eyes.
I think I live here now. Might as well get comfortable. She shifted her weight from left to right and almost knocked over the young girl next to her with the tripod. She had originally strapped it to her back in hopes of taking up less space, but it had since slid down her back and was now protruding from her waist like the end of a bulky musket. Twenty-five minutes and counting.
She lowered her bag to the ground and tried to reach for her camera without causing any harm to anyone in her immediate orbit but the intention failed immediately. As soon as she bent over, the tripod slid up her back, over her head and made a very direct landing on the lap of the older man sitting across from her.
“I am so sorry!” Ruby perked up, and tried to get the three-legged monster off his newspaper, “The stupid thing will not stay put!” Ruby’s usually somewhat pale cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Her only thought now was a quick getaway.
“It’s no problem, dear.” The man she almost impaled folded his paper and handed her the tripod, “Do you want to take a seat? It might be a while longer, I’m afraid.”
Do I ever! She thought; and honestly, if he had asked her a few minutes later she would have accepted. Luckily for him, she was not yet so tired as to forget her manners entirely.
“Oh, it’s ok. I’m sure it will get moving soon. I should probably take advantage of this anyhow.” Ruby aimed her lens at the man and took a photo. Her airy giggle made him smile, it’s not often a pretty young girl takes your photo.
Ruby clutched her camera lens and started surveying the train. Her eyes darted through the crowd with sniper-like determination. If she was going to be stuck here, she was definitely going to make the best of it!
So far, Ruby’s photography had been, as her professors would call it, an introvert’s daydream. She kept to herself when working, and mainly photographed objects that could not talk back. Her most recent series of rotting fruit had even won her a trip to France, which would have been quite exceptional if she had not been expected to spend ten days with a group of strangers. Unlike her parents, Ruby had not inherited the social butterfly gene and had always preferred the company of books, movies, and photos to actual beating hearts. No one was surprised when she was accepted to the photography program at Westerlake University. If there was a career that would allow Ruby to watch life and not actually live it, she’d be all in.
Her first two years at Westerlake were great. Her professors unintentionally labeled her a “young Man Ray” and she was left to her own devices for the majority of assignments. But this year was different. She had begun to be complacent in her work, and her lack of passion and enthusiasm was starting to get noticed. After their last lecture before Thanksgiving break, her favorite professor asked to meet her in his office.
“Come on in, Ruby.” His tone was different than usual. There was no intrigue, no playfulness. Just a straightforward stare and a beckoning to unchartered scoldings. His pale blue eyes narrowed, and when he took off his reading glasses, she knew she was in trouble. Professor Tremblay saved that maneuver for his troublemakers.
“How are you, Mr. Tremblay?” She brushed loose pieces of hair out of her eyes. The trouble with having mouse-thin hair was in keeping it from looking like an oil-slick all day. Ruby had gotten used to having bangs in her eyes, but something about this moment seemed serious. She tried to look as carefree as possible, but her nerves were coming through every word, “is everything all right?”
Tremblay was leaning forward on his desk and staring directly at her. Despite being quite small in build, his old age gave him a sense of superiority, which was likely why Ruby valued his opinion of her work above all others. You can’t mess up when one of the country’s best is teaching you. “Everything is fine, Ruby. I just wanted to have a quick chat to see what your plans are for your thesis. It seems like it’s shaping up to be quite interesting.”
“It’s going good. I’m still trying to figure out the exact direction I want to take with it...” she lied. She had no direction. She actually hadn’t even thought about it yet.
“May I offer some advice?” He crossed his arms and continued rapidly without letting her answer, “It might be time to try something different. You seem fairly comfortable with your subject matter. I understand that it is easy to get sucked into doing what you’re good at over and over again. But this is a school. This is your one chance to try everything and see what sticks, without repercussions or consequences.”
“Ok...” she had no idea where this was headed.
“I have a little assignment for you for over the holidays. Photograph people. Photograph as many people as you can and forget about the fruit and antiques and abandoned buildings. Can you do that for me?”
Where was this coming from? Ruby had never photographed people. He knew she wasn’t comfortable talking to strangers. Why would he ask this of her?
“You look puzzled.”
“I am, Mr.Tremblay. I just...” she chose her next words carefully, “I’ve never been keen on portraiture, sir.”
“I know. That’s precisely why I’m asking you to do this.” Tremblay leaned back in his chair, his slightly more relaxed posture made Ruby breathe in deeply and lower her shoulders. He’s just trying to help, she thought.
“Are you worried my thesis will not be good enough?” Her hazel eyes started to take on a deeper shade as they filled with water. She might not have had any idea of what her thesis was but that did not mean she couldn’t get defensive over it.
“Not at all! I’m sure it will be as wonderful as the rest of your work! I just don’t want you to graduate without having learned it all. Do you think you can try that?”
How could she not try it? When your favorite professor asks you to do something for your own development, you don’t say no. Yet, here she was now, forcing herself to interrupt the train ride of the strangers around her, sweating buckets and regretting agreeing to this little project in the first place.
Just a few shots and you can put your camera away.
She ran her lens across the crowd. Focusing on each passenger’s face and trying to figure out why they were there. Where they were going? Were they in a hurry? Were they as uncomfortable as she was?
As she scoped the tin tube, her view landed at the back of the train on two men slightly older than she was. Are they fighting? She twisted her lens to sharpen the focus as one of the men leaned in closer to the other. He seemed to be whispering something, something that felt forceful and predatory. His scowling jaw locked tight and his eyes gleamed with pure hatred. He grabbed the man next to him by the shoulders. To anyone else watching it would have looked like a friendly pat on the back but Ruby saw better. She could see the fear in his victim’s face. Something was wrong here.
She tried to move closer to the two, but she was trapped in place by the crowd. She put up her lens and zoomed in. The attacker reached into his pocket. What was he getting? Ruby couldn’t see, there were too many people around. She aimed her camera at his hand as it moved out of his pocket and back towards his train neighbor. Something small. A ring maybe? Whatever it was, he quickly buried it in his palm and placed his hand on his neighbor’s chest. She could see terror forming on the victim’s face. His entire body convulsing with fear.
“Hey!” She screamed as loudly as she could. The entire car now shifted their gaze to the awkward, sweaty girl with the camera. “Stop it!”
She lifted the camera to her face again, what was he doing? Something flashed in the viewfinder. She zoomed in closer. What is that? There seemed to be marks on the attacker’s arms. Some sort of triangles and lines. Glowing blue like a propane fire. What the hell is that?
The train shook a bit as the engines started up again. Some of the lights that were lighting the advertisements across the top of the car flashed briefly and stopped as the train began moving out of the tunnel. Ruby heard a woman’s scream coming from the back of the car. She focused her lens at the crowd standing in a circle. Her gaze shifted down at the train floor. The man she saw being attacked was lying lifeless, face down on the ground. She moved her camera around the train trying to find the attacker. Nothing. How could he get off the train? Ruby lowered her camera to her side. She looked at the old man in the seat across from her who seemed more interested in the crossword in front of him.
What just happened here? What did she just see?
The train slowly inched towards a stop at the next station. The doors stood steady for a brief moment then opened to let air into the train. People rushed out, pushing each other aside. The crowd carried Ruby out of the train like a wave of water, a tsunami really. She stood on the platform and watched as two officers made their way into the car, with the doors shutting tight behind them.

“Attention passengers. This platform is currently closed due to an emergency situation. Emergency responders are on their way. We apologize for any inconvenience.”

About the Author:

Alexis N. Sage has spent most of her life waiting to meet a witch, vampire, or at least get haunted by a ghost. In between failed seances and many questionable outfit choices, Alexis has developed a keen eye for the extra-ordinary.

Since chasing the supernatural does not pay the bills, Alexis has dabbled in creative entrepreneurship, marketing and retail management. She spends her free time reading thrillers and binge-watching television shows in her pajamas.

Currently, Alexis resides in Toronto, Canada with her husband who is not a creature of the night.

She is a Scorpio and a massive advocate of leggings for pants.







Sunday, April 21, 2019

SUPERNATURAL SUNDAY: The One About the Connacher House, The Witch's House, The Hexen Haus

Happy Easter folks.

So, a couple of things since the last Supernatural Sunday post. I have co-founded a new paranormal group in Vancouver, called Cornerstone Supernatural. We chose that name for the historical significance of what we research, and also because we think it's a good name for something we are trying to build.

Recently we were invited to the home of Sarah Lindsay. Sarah's home is known as the Witch's House in her neighbourhood, partly because Sarah likes to collected spooky stuff.  She believes it is haunted, and we were asked to come in and have a look around.  Come with us! 

Thursday, April 18, 2019

SPOTLIGHT: VIKING'S RANSOM Book 4 by SKY PUIRNGTON


 

It is nice to welcome back Sky Purington for another visit to Supernatural Central. Sky is a frequent guest here, and we love sharing her latest work with everyone.

Viking’s Ransom
Viking Ancestors
Rise of the Dragon
Book 4
Sky Purington     




Genre:  Time Travel Fantasy/Shifter Romance

Date of Publication: April 9, 2019

ASIN: B07MJR3ZWQ

Number of pages:  265
Word Count:  78,000

Cover Artist:  Tara West

Book Description:

Kenzie is determined to be there for her sisters no matter what it takes. Even if it means giving herself over to her fated mate, Viking Eirik Sigdir. When she ends up traveling through time to tenth century Scandinavia, she’s ready for whatever comes her way. Until a chance encounter with Hel, the Goddess of Helheim, who has long loved Eirik.

Having recognized Kenzie from the moment he saw her picture in the twenty-first century, Eirik realizes the time has finally come. A secret close to the heart is about to be revealed, and the stunning red-head is the only person capable of protecting what matters to him most.

Unfortunately, Hel has already stolen Kenzie away. Now he needs to convince the goddess to give him back his bargaining chip because of a little-known prophecy. One that foretells he must offer up the woman he loves as ransom to get back what has been taken from him.


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Sexy Excerpt

“I am not trying to seduce you,” he said softly. “I just thought you would like to bathe and relax after what we experienced earlier.” He eyed their surroundings. The moss covered rock and towering pines blowing in the wind. “This place is soothing, is it not?”
“It is,” she said just as softly, her eyes on him as he pulled off his boots. “But considering your behavior with Einnar, more so me, I really don’t think us getting naked together is going to help matters.”
Probably not but he was going to anyway and hoped she would too.
“I will not touch you, Kenzie,” he assured as he pulled off his jerkin and turned around. “And I will not look your way until you’re in the water.”
“But you’ll peek,” she countered.
“Not if you don’t want me to,” he replied, perfectly honest.
He didn’t miss the humor in her voice nor the sound of her pulling off her own boots. “You’ve changed since I met you…and that wasn’t all that long ago.”
“Can you blame me?” He yanked off his pants. “It’s an indescribable feeling being near people again without affecting them adversely.” He searched for the right words. Ones that didn’t sound too affectionate or caring. “It is…a true honor to be near you.”
“An honor?” she murmured before muttering under her breath, “I’d say the honor’s all mine.”
He couldn’t stop a small smile, well aware she wasn’t referring to being near him but admiring his backside. Seconds later, the scent of her arousal hit him, and he bit back a groan. 
“Are you in the water yet, Kenzie?” he said over his shoulder.
A few moments later he heard splashing before she said, “Yup.”
Though he should probably tell her to look away too because there was no stopping his erection, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He had not lain with Hel in far too long let alone felt her eyes on him. A woman’s eyes. So he strolled right in well aware that though Kenzie tried to avert her eyes, she was failing miserably.
“Hell, you’re not making this easy on me, are you?” she muttered as her cheeks flushed pink and her dragon eyes flared.
He bit back another grin at the numerous flattering thoughts flitting through her mind. How impressed she was with everything he had to offer. How much she'd like to touch him. To see if his muscles were as solid as they looked. By the time he lowered into the water, her dragon eyes were outright sizzling.

“Is the water to your liking?” he asked, trying not to stare at her slender shoulders. Trying not to imagine how soft her luminous wet skin must be. How silky she would feel against him. What was hidden from him underwater. 


About the Author:

Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over forty novels and novellas. A New Englander born and bred who recently moved to Virginia, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth, and legend. When combined with a love for history, romance, and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.

Purington loves to hear from readers and can be contacted at Sky@SkyPurington. Interested in keeping up with Sky’s latest news and releases? Either visit Sky’s website, www.SkyPurington.com, subscribe to her quarterly newsletter or sign up for personalized text message alerts. Simply text 'skypurington' (no quotes, one word, all lowercase) to 74121 or visit Sky’s Sign-up Page. Texts will ONLY be sent when there is a new book release. Readers can easily opt out at any time.

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Friday, April 12, 2019

INTERVIEW WITH STACIE SULTRIE (While My Soulmate Slumbers)



Today we've got author Stacie Sultrie in the house to answer a few questions. Aren' we lucky!

SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
SS: Cas, the main character in The Lost Lunason Series, loves deeply and passionately. She relies on her own feelings, but she also listens to the people she loves. Cassia is patient and takes her time making critical decisions rather than reacting immediately. She’s extremely loyal and does whatever it takes to keep her guys safe. Cas is also exceptionally brave, and if she has to give her life to protect the world, she will.

SC: Do you believe in the paranormal, and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
SS: I’m not sure I believe in vampires or werewolves even though I’d like to. I do, however, believe in the possibility of ghosts, psychics, and maybe even witches. A few months after my son died, I was in the car, and the window was frosted with ice. I bunched up my hand into a fist and pressed the side of my palm against the glass. If you’ve ever done this, you’ll know that it creates a footprint-like shape. Then I used my fingertip to create mock toes and began to draw a heart. When I realized what I was doing, I quit drawing and stared out the windshield, attempting to hold myself together and not give in to the tears. Not long before we stopped, however, I glanced out my window to see that the heart was complete even though I didn’t finish it. When my other child was about two, he was babbling to the wall and running his fingers across the surface. I listened closer and realized that he was having a conversation. When I asked whom he was talking to, he looked at me like I was the crazy one and replied, “Him. Right there, Mama,” and pointed at the wall. I’d like to believe that maybe my deceased child has always been close and given us that extra bit of support when we needed it.
SC: Thanks for sharing that "heart" warming story. What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?

SS: Though I don’t have a title yet, I’m currently working on a new reverse harem. The main character is Bria, a recent college graduate stuck in a loveless relationship. She is descendant of Bridget Cleary, an actual person that was tortured and murdered by her husband. Michael Cleary believed that his wife had been replaced by a changeling, and when he couldn’t “save” her, he killed her. The story has always captivated me, and I’m excited to give it a new life and put my own twists on the tale. Bria is searching for excitement, and she’s not only about to find it, but she’s also going to discover some interesting family secrets!
SC: We'd better let you get at it then! Thanks for stopping by. We'll amuse ourselves by reading about your book.


While My Soulmate Slumbers
The Lost Lunason Series
Book One
Stacie Sultrie



Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: October 20, 2018

ASIN: B07JLGV9P8

Number of pages: 96
Word Count: 41,746

Book Description:

When the love of her life sacrifices himself to protect her from the ultimate evil, Cassia Lunason plunges herself into an enchanted slumber. After two hundred years of blissful dreaming, Cas wakes up to discover that the world has become a very different place. Cars zoom down the streets, lights come on with the flip of a switch, and enchantresses take more than one mate.

Not only does the powerful enchantress need to learn how to navigate the new world, Cassia soon realizes one very important thing - her soulmate is still alive. With the help of her familiar, a majestic white wolf with the ability to speak telepathically, Cassia struggles to reach her lost love. Along the way, Cas is distracted by a handsome man who will stop at nothing to help her get her beloved back.

Will Cassia reach her lost love in time?

Is the evil her soulmate sacrificed himself for truly destroyed?

Can her newly kindled friendship stand up to the scrutiny of her familiar?

Turn the page to see how Cas deals with the multiple men in her life while struggling to get the one man she has always loved back.

**This is a slow-burn reverse harem romance. The action slowly builds throughout the series, and the main character has more than one love interest. Though book one is relatively mild, the following books in this series include explicit language, graphic scenes, and some BDSM action. F/M, F/MM, F/MMM and some MM kissing/touching. This series is not recommended for readers under 18 and may be a trigger for some.


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Excerpt Book One:

Excited and curious, Cassia made her way down a well-worn path in the heart of the woods. Though unable to see anything through her blindfold, the smell of jasmine and honeysuckle tickled her senses, and the sound of distant rushing water alerted her to the fact they were heading toward her favorite place. The waterfall she loved and visited often was a hidden treasure on her parent's land, and she regularly spent her free time there. Cassia gripped her beloved's hand a bit tighter when she stumbled on a jagged stone protruding from the rough earth. He sensed her misstep and slowed their pace, but he continued to guide her carefully down the trail. When they finally stopped, he let go of her hand and commanded in his deep voice, "Don't move.” She sensed her love making his way behind her, and Cassia’s pulse kicked up a notch when she felt his warm breath shiver across her neck. Smooth fingertips feathered across her arm before he whispered, "Are you excited, my love?"
 "Of course," she breathed, "this is torture." Cas was quivering from the sensation of his breath in her ear, and goosebumps prickled her skin where his long fingers continued their exploration of her body. Cassia anxiously waited for him to remove the scarf from her eyes, enthusiastic to see her surprise as she felt his hands leave her arms. She let out a gasp of disbelief when his fingers didn't reach for the blindfold, but instead arrived at the place where the high lace of her dress met the front of her neck.
 He chuckled and wrapped his sizable fingers around the nape of her neck. Her beloved’s other hand seized her waist, and suddenly, Cassia was pulled backward against the hard planes of his body. "I told you to be patient. Perhaps I should torment you a bit longer. Hmm?"
 "No, please don't," she whimpered, feeling the first touch of his tongue on her ear. He gradually licked his way down her neck and lightly nipped at the sensitive skin. His hand on her waist feathered up the middle of Cassia’s chest leaving tingles in its wake. Soon his fingers brushed her hardened nipple, and he began tracing slow circles around the pebbled skin. Her entire body grew warm and moisture began to gather in her underclothes. Momentarily sidetracked, Cassia relaxed against her beloved's chest and enjoyed the feeling of his hard length pushing against her back. Cas let out a low moan, but she loved surprises and could barely contain her excitement any longer. “I've been such a good girl, I need to see it now," she whimpered.
His deep laugh rumbled powerfully, and she could feel his muscular form shaking in amusement. The sensual moment broken, he reached up to untie the delicate blue silk scarf that covered her eyes. "Happy early birthday, My Love."
Cassia looked around the clearing in wonderment. A soft blanket covered the oversized rock near the base of the waterfall. Colorful petals from her favorite flowers were scattered about, and the small fire a few feet away cast a soft orange glow on the area. She noticed a small chocolate cake with a single blue candle placed perfectly in the center of the quilt. Other large candles lined the path and surrounded the blanket, lending the moon a hand in creating a romantic atmosphere. She looked up at her soulmate and smiled at his adoring gaze. He led her to the blanket and lit the single candle with a twig from the fire. "Make a wish, Cas," he said, presenting the cake to her.
She closed her eyes and thought of the only thing she truly wanted - to see the flame burn blue at their ceremony. Cassia didn’t need any assurance that he was her soulmate, but she wanted the world to know that their love was eternal, and the blue flame would leave no question. She opened her eyes and smiled at her beloved thinking, "I wish for blue fame," as she blew out the candle. 
Cassia's eyes suddenly surged open, "He's awake," she gasped, and stood from her bed for the first time in two centuries.



Chasing Cas
Lost Lunason Series
Book 2
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 11/17/18

ASIN: B07K16FHTW

Number of pages: 168
Word Count: 50,035

Book Description:

Follow Cas and her three powerful protectors in this exciting paranormal tale of magic, shifters, and soulmates.

Cassia, the most powerful enchantress born in centuries, is so busy living her happy new life that she doesn't realize people are searching for her. While Cas spends her time bonding with the boy next door, the soulmate she doesn't remember exhausts every option on his hunt to find her.
Unfortunately, he isn't the only one hunting...

An evil from her past is back with a vengeance and will do everything imaginable to destroy Cassia and her mates - including feasting on unsuspecting humans and tormenting the other enchanted.

Can Cassia's true love find her before evil destroys them all?

Will Braxton finally risk everything and reveal his secret?

Book 2 of The Lost Lunason Series really heats up and will leave you begging for more!

This is not a standalone and should be read after "While My Soulmate Slumbers."


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Excerpt Book Two:
Vita licked the last bit of blood from his empty eye socket, then dropped the fresh corpse and approached the cell full of humans. She had about twenty left, all of them dirty and disgusting, rotting away behind bars. ”You,” she pointed to the healthiest looking male, “you’re next.” She waved her hand releasing her magic and pulled the man through the enchanted bars. Vita reached for the pair of heavy cuffs hanging from a hook in the ceiling and locked them around his wrists. She yanked on the shackles until his toes were barely touching the floor then secured the chains so he would remain in that position.
The man was probably 6’3” and had a muscular physique. His sturdy build, dark hair, and blue eyes reminded her of Ari, and Vita couldn’t wait to take her aggression out on the revolting creature. Vita reached for the bolt cutters on her table and approached the man hanging by his wrists. “Don’t move,” she commanded, but imbued a bit of magic into her words so that the man would remain frozen in place. Calling a chair to her side, Vita stood on the seat and snipped the first of the human’s fingertips from his hand. Blood spurted from the wound, and Vita joyfully opened her mouth, allowing the spewing liquid to coat her tongue and face. She knew that by elevating his hands, the blood flow would slow and ensure that he wouldn’t die immediately. Vita repeated the process on each of his fingers and giggled like a school child as she stood under the dripping appendages. She felt as if she were taking a shower in the man’s blood, and to Vita, it was one of the best feelings in the world.
She understood that she was wasting some of the precious liquid, but at this point, she couldn’t find it in her to care. Vita had taken all she needed from these wretched pests hours ago, and now she was just having fun. It was the perfect opportunity to alleviate her anger at Ari. With blood covering her face, Vita bent down and stuck her tongue into the mouth of the human, enjoying the taste of his fetid breath. “I could take you if I wanted to,” she told him, and cackled like a loon. “There would be absolutely nothing you could do about it, Ari,” she stepped off of the chair.
Vita reached for her favorite branding iron and walked toward the fire. She could have heated it with her magic, but Vita took pleasure going in doing some things slowly. As the end of the metal became a dazzling orange color, she pulled the iron from the fire and sashayed back toward her captive. Vita rammed the metal into his skin, memorized by his sizzling flesh and relishing the scent of burning skin. She removed the metal from his chest and was delighted by the way his tender skin turned black and bloated. She stared at the beauty of her name burned over his heart. “Perfect,” she said, dropping the steel and clapping her hands.
“You behave so well, Ari, you haven’t made a peep!” She giggled again and kissed his blistered flesh.

Claiming Cassia
Lost Lunason Series
Book 3
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 1/18/19

ASIN: B07KBGLNMN

Number of pages: 107
Word Count: 51,977

Book Description:

Just when she thinks it’s safe to concentrate on her relationships, Cassia’s world is turned upside down once again.

The most dangerous enemy of the enchanted is on the loose and nobody is safe.
Celestia has made the ultimate sacrifice for her sister; unfortunately, this is the worst time for her to be so vulnerable.

Secrets are revealed that leave Cas wanting more than just answers, and her three muscular mates hope to give her everything she desires.

If you thought Chasing Cas was hot, you won’t believe the action in book three!


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 Excerpt Book Three:
Cassia looked as though she’d been struck, and Vita used the momentary shock to her advantage. Like a viper, she lunged at Ari and sunk her fangs into his neck. For the first time since she’d laid her eyes on the sexy Mr. Shoren, Vita finally got to taste him. His blood poured into her mouth, and she greedily sucked it down, enjoying the refreshing taste of his untainted magic. Ari was stronger than even Vita had realized, and she was thrilled at the taste of unfiltered power flowing through his veins. Knowing it wouldn’t be long before someone reacted and attempted to stop her, Vita regrettably released her prey’s throat. She winked at Cas and licked her lips, then called on her magic and began to disappear. Vita was going to finally take Ari to her bed. She easily could have killed Cas, but the thought of leaving the pathetic witch to wallow in her misery was better than the idea of her death.
Cassia watched in shock as Vita sunk her fangs into Ari’s neck, but as they started to shimmer and disappear, Cas burst into action. She ran full speed toward them and jumped onto Vita’s back. The unexpected interruption must have worked to disrupt Vita’s concentration, and the transportation spell backfired.
As soon as she released Ari, Cas used her power to propel Vita across the room, smashing her into the opposite marble wall. “You stupid bitch,” Vita roared, “Ari is mine!”
“I’ll never be yours, Vita!” Ari sent a powerful blast of fire toward the woman, but she effortlessly dodged the flame. Cas grew anxious when she realized that Vita didn’t appear even the slightest bit affected by anything they did to her. Even the force of hitting the white stone didn’t seem to slow her down. She ran at Ari and slid across the marble floor at the last second, sticking her feet out and hitting him in the knees. Cas heard bone crack seconds before Ari howled in pain and toppled to the floor.
Cas was unsure how she did it, but immediately after contacting with Ari’s body, Vita shot to her feet and bounded over a nearby couch. “You like this one better?” Vita snickered and lunged at Jordan, clutching his throat and digging her nails into his neck. Cas was horrified as Jordan’s skin began to turn black - she’d never seen anything like it. Green mist surrounded Cassia’s lover, and a powerful blast of water shot from his fingertips, forcing Vita to lose her grip and stumble backward.
Cas used the opportunity to try and get Vita as far away from them as she could. She called on her most powerful element and thrust a gust of wind toward the crazed enchantress. Vita went crashing into an end table, and the force of her body shattered not only the pristine white lamp but also the white oak of the stand. Ari sent more fire at her, but Vita didn’t stay down long and quickly cast a shielding spell. “You idiots,” she screamed, “you are not powerful enough to destroy me! I will kill you, Cassia Lunason, and your tattooed party boy!”


Portal of Power
Lost Lunason Series
Book 4
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 4/16/19

ASIN:  B07MTVN998

Number of pages: 117
Word Count: 52,000

Book Description:

The happily ever after you've been waiting for! Or is it?

The bonding of multiple mates, a group of true soulmates, will unlock the ultimate power...

That was the prophecy that changed the way the enchanted mated, the prophecy that gave way to enchantresses taking more than one mate.

When Cas and her men finally complete their bonding ceremony, they are shocked to discover that they've opened a portal to another world. They didn't know that their love would open the door to another dimension, but they are also clueless about what's on the other side.

Will monsters flow through the newly opened gate, or is this the world they were destined to live in?

Though the quartet has no idea what to expect, they certainly didn't think that the portal would draw the evil from their own dimension to their doorstep.

Can Cas and her mates finally defeat Vita?

Who is the mysterious Addie and why did the portal call to her?

Did Cassia and her mates finally find their happy ending, or will new problems threaten the happiness they've worked so hard for?

Find out these answers and more in this thrilling conclusion of The Lost Lunason Series!


Excerpt Book Four:
The guys had been silent during her exchange with Vita, but Jordan soon exclaimed, “Where the fuck did she go? We need to find that bitch before she does something crazy.”
“She could have gone anywhere,” Brax responded. “We could try to follow her transportation trail.” He stepped closer to the area Vita had recently vacated.
Ari shook his head and looked back at the portal, “We can’t, Brax. We have no idea what this,” he motioned to the still glowing circle, “even is. I think it appeared to us for a reason, and I don’t think we should ignore it. Vita will come back. She always comes back.”
 “Ari’s right,” Cas agreed, “she always comes back.” Cas sighed and looked into the portal, briefly wondering if the trees really were made out of gold. She couldn’t believe that only a few hours ago she swore her life to her men, she’d experienced the joy of joining with them and the intense emotions that had flowed through the bond when they made love for the first time. It was the happiest night of her life, and she shouldn’t have been surprised that Vita attempted to ruin it. She didn’t know what the portal was exactly, but it appeared to them for a reason, and she would protect it until they could learn more. If they went chasing after Vita, the portal could close, or people from the other side could enter their world. There was no telling who or what could come through, and there was no way that Cas could unleash more monsters on this world. Vita was wicked enough. “Now that she knows where we are, I have no doubt that it won’t take long for her to try and destroy us.”                
"No, I don’t think it will take long at all,” Vita laughed from directly behind Ari, “did you miss me, lover? I know I missed you,” Vita proclaimed before plunging her fangs into Ari’s neck.
Cassia was furious that this woman dared touch her mate.  “How dare you touch my mate?!” Her enraged yell seemed to tear everyone from their stunned immobility, and Jordan and Brax rushed toward Ari.
Cassia was closer, however, and she felt Ari’s fire flowing through her veins. She snagged Vita’s floor-length red hair and watched in shock and horror as the strands engulfed into flames. Cas new she was angry, knew she could feel the power flowing through her, but she didn’t even intend to use the magic. She quickly realized that she needed to learn how to control the power now surging through her before she harmed someone that didn’t deserve it.
Vita screamed in agony as she released Ari from her death bite, and the guys swiftly pulled him from her reach. Cas called on her most powerful element and sent a blast of air at the flaming vampire. The fire died quickly, and though Cassia wanted Vita to meet her end, she couldn’t stand by and watch while someone burned to death.


About the Author:

Stacie Sultrie was born and raised in the United States and currently lives in a tiny Midwestern town. She has a loving and supportive husband who always encourages her to follow her dreams. Stacie has an amazingly athletic son that habitually hauls the family around the Midwest for sporting events. She also has two darling dogs that stay up late with her while she works on her books. Stacie is a stay-at-home mom, has earned her bachelor's degree in psychology, and plans to continue writing while pursuing a master's degree. She enjoys watching her son play sports, is an avid reader, and has a myriad of artistic hobbies. Stacie has always appreciated horror, paranormal, and romance books, but after reading her first reverse harem, was hooked on the genre. She hopes to publish a book every two or three months, and is grateful to everyone that supports her!




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