Thursday, October 31, 2019


Lucky us! We have author Victoria Danes in the house today. Welcome, Victoria!
SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.

VD: Jade Sinclair is a private investigator and a touch clairvoyant. When she was twelve years old her father vanished, and her mother became catatonic. She had no family, so she ended up in foster care and had a pretty hard childhood. When she grew up and started coming into her own, she perfected her gift and after college opened her own PI firm.  Her goal is to help people, to bring closure to families to looking for lost loved ones. She is spunky and hot tempered, but she has a good heart. She doesn’t like to be touched. She lives on coffee, and she will never, ever do anything that compromises her integrity.
SC: We're all about the supernatural here. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?

VD: I do. I have plenty of experiences, but if I had to pick one, I guess it would be the time I was around eleven years old and I went into the basement of our house to look for my rollerblades with my little brother. He was three at the time. The house always gave me the creeps, especially in the basement, but I really wanted to skate, you know?  So, I went down there with him and while I’m searching for my rollerblades, I hear my little brother having a conversation with someone on the other side of the stairs. He kept asking if he can “go over there with him?” I stopped looking for my rollerblades and just watched him. He was facing the stairs and asking… “Can I please come over there and play with you?” I started to freak out and I asked him who he was talking to. His response was…. “That little boy over there, he won’t let me go play with him.” I ran out of the house with him in my arms and called my mom at work, freaking out! She played it cool and said it was just his imaginary friend, but that was no imaginary friend. That house was a trip. My little brother’s toys would move on their own or go flying across the room when we were all watching t.v.  Eventually, we moved away, and the house has since been torn down.
SC: What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?

VD: January Moon is the second book in the series, and it will be out later this fall. I plan on four books for Jade. The third (I don’t have a title yet) will be the last from Jade’s adult POV, but it will be action packed and intense.  Get ready to revisit some old flames and loose ends. And then the last book will take you back to the beginning when Jade was young. It will be about how she came to be who she is now and take you on a journey with her as she suffers through a rough adolescence and learns how to cope with her feelings of abandonment and managing her clairvoyance. I am really excited about all of them and I can’t wait to share them with my readers.
SC: Thanks for stopping by. Let's take a look at your novel now.

I am Jade
The Jade Sinclair Series
Book One
Victoria Danes

Genre: urban fantasy/paranormal romance

Date of Publication: December 17th 2017

ISBN: 9781976809347
ASIN: B0784753DJ

Number of pages: 199
Word Count: 52k

Formats available: mobi, epub, pdf

Cover Artist: Donna Gambel

Tagline: No one’s secret is safe…

Book Description:

Misery loves company…and monsters. 

Secrets have always been a touch away for clairvoyant Jade Sinclair. On a good day, she can read into people’s souls and uncover buried truths long forgotten. To help find three missing teens, Jade uses her gift to assist the local PD in locating them, but soon realizes this is one case she should have turned down because in Misery, Pennsylvania, the monsters that used to lurk in the shadows have now come out to play..

For police officer and werewolf, Adrian Kincaid, life has become a tedious routine. But when he’s called to the scene of an accident, he finds himself consumed with the urge to save the unknown female victim. Jade. With seconds ticking by and her life slipping, he does the one thing he’d sworn to never do, bite her, awakening something dark and hungry inside her that could threaten not only the investigation, but everything Jade thought she knew about herself. Can she silence the cravings inside her and bring the teens home before it’s too late? Or will she become the kind of monster she’s searching for?


As I walked in, Celeste had Cross hypnotized against the bathroom wall. He looked to be enjoying himself until he locked eyes with me.
“Hello, handsome,” I said walking toward him.
“Who the fuck are you?” he asked through bared teeth.
Celeste swiftly knocked out his feet from under him, dropping him to the floor, and I quickly straddled him so he couldn’t move. His dark eyes widened with surprise. My strength had a way of catching people off guard.
“Oh, I’ve been called lots of things,” I answered with a smile as I pulled out my gun. “But tonight, my tits will be the last pair you see if you don’t talk to me. Now…let’s play a little game.” I suggested.
The crease between his brows deepened. “You got the wrong guy, lady. If you want to get laid you’re going about it all wrong.”
“Tsk. Tsk.” I clicked my tongue. “Wrong response, lover.”
His fear caused my skin to tingle. It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling. I wasn’t a sadist, but tonight I felt all kinds of wrong.
“Boss, you got this?” Celeste asked from the corner of the room. She never liked this part of my work.
“I’m good,” I said. “You can go and tell them to give me ten minutes.”
She nodded and headed out of the restroom.
Once she was gone, and I was alone with Cross, I leaned down just above his mouth. “Let’s play.” I proposed.
“Look, I don’t know who you are, but I’m telling you, you got the wrong guy.” He squirmed.
“I don’t think so but nice try.”                                    
“Get the fuck off me, lady!”
When he struggled beneath me, I knocked him back down – hard. His breath left in a gush.
Something told me Carlisle Cross was a lover, not a fighter.
I think he realized that I was much stronger than he anticipated.
“I don’t think you want to piss me off. It’s been kind of a rough night,” I said.
“You don’t say,” he grunted.
“Truth or dare?” I asked.
“Truth…or…dare?” I asked again slowly.
“Look, I don’t know what sick fucking game you’re playing, but I’m not into it.”
“You’re pretty brave to test me,” I said touching the gun to his cheek.
His heart pulsated against my palm.
“Truth. Three girls have gone missing, all in the same week, all last seen with you. Yes?”
He didn’t answer. I elbowed him in the ribs and he cried out.
“Yes?” I asked again.
“Yes, yes…” he admitted quickly.
“Now.” I took off the safety on the gun. “I dare you to deny knowing where they are.”
His eyes grew impossibly large. “Wait…wait…” He studied my face and then recognition sparked in his eyes. “Hey, I know you. You’re the lady from the paper. You’re that 3D chick. That’s it!” He grinned. “You work with the cops. You can’t shoot me,” he stated matter-of-fact.
“Oh, can’t I?” I taunted. “Are you sure?”
He didn’t answer.
He had me though. I couldn’t shoot him.
I pulled up my gun and clicked the safety back on.
“You’re right.” I pouted, putting my gun back in my waistband. “I can’t shoot you. But if you read the paper, then you know what I am, don’t you?” I smiled through my red lips.
“A freak?” he solicited.
“Maybe.” I laughed dryly. “But a freak that can choose to be predator or prey. Guess which one I chose to be tonight?” I whispered.
The power I contained inside me slowly crawled into him like rushing spiders and invaded his perverted mind like a parasite.
He screamed and begged me to stop. I knew his head was feeling like it would explode. I let that ride out before I attacked him with the crippling fear I’ve harbored from previous kidnapped victims.
When I had enough fun, I picked his mind for the information I wanted. I saw him chat with these young ladies online and over the phone. I watched him charm them one by one and make false promises to each of them, but when I was about to extract the information I needed, something or someone cast me out.
My head felt like it had been split open.
Breathless, I tried to stand as police swarmed the room.
Faust made his way to me but didn’t dare touch me. He knew better. I didn’t like to be touched.

About the Author:

Victoria Danes was born in Transylvania, but grew up in the United States. She currently resides in Pennsylvania with her husband and three children. Books have been her passion ever since she was a little girl. She loves everything from mysteries and thrillers, but holds a special place in her heart for historical romance. She prefers reading and writing to watching television "because our imagination can be much more entertaining."

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