What promises to be the most sensational season yet of the hit reality competition Creature of the Night is set to premiere. The competition will be fierce, and the challenges will be bloody because the twelve contestants are competing for more than a check and a bit of fame. They are competing for immortality.
To earn it, they will vie for survival before an audience that lurks like a pack of fiends, ready to repay any sign of weakness with jeering applause. At the same time, they must impress a panel of vampire judges, the most approachable of whom is a nightmare out of history. But the real predators are the producers.
The contestants are bursting with bravado and anxiety. They have come to live, and to die. Their ranks include an intellectual desperate for more time, a vampire rights advocate on the verge of disillusionment, and a ballerina who thinks she has nothing to lose. Under scrutiny from the bickering vampires and bloodthirsty audience, the competitors must navigate potentially lethal challenges and, if they ever hope to become undead, stay alive.
Anne Stinnett was born in Los Angeles where she spent most of her first decade reading books and playing in traffic. Eventually, she learned the foolishness of frolicking amongst moving vehicles, but she is still a voracious reader of multiple genres. After growing up in California, she moved around a bit, eventually landing in Albuquerque. She graduated from the University of New Mexico, with a major in English and a minor in Theater Arts. She now lives in Palm Springs, California with her freeloader canine friends Sirius (yes, Black) Midge, and Bueller, who occasionally allow her to get some writing done.
Valentine's Day means different things to different people.Honestly, sometimes in the past I hated the date (thought it was a way for couples to make singles feel inferior), but this time around I have something to really celebrate.This year, my beloved fairy tale willbecome a reality!Which means that this year, Valentine's Day will mean the following:- Princesses and dragons- Shape-shifting nuns and meek scientists- Giants (both good and bad) and royalty (also both good and bad)- Sword fighting and demon hunting- and so much more!
An Occasionally Grim Fairy Tale
Prince Bane Baronne has baby fever. He is in search of a wife with the proper mystical bloodline to bear him the heir of prophecy. Anna Leon is chosen, but Bane only pretends to be Prince Charming. When Anna questions his intentions, she vanishes from the castle.Convinced she is to blame for her younger sister's disappearance, Maria Leon is coerced into the royal marriage instead. She is older, wiser, and should know better--but Bane always gets what he wants. And he is not above using trickery or treachery to do so.
Maria attempts to salvage what she can of a "happily ever after" by working hard to be the best mother and wife. Until the day she learns that every woman who has married into the Baronne line disappears soon after they have produced an heir.
And she is next in line.
Available for purchase on AMAZON starting February 14th, 2018!Also available on Kindle Unlimited.
About the author:
More about me: Growing up an only child, I learned to entertain myself. During summer vacations, my greatest form of exercise consisted of turning the pages of a book. Now I'm all grown up, and full of stories half-written in my head. I have to write them down so I can find out what happens next. What I enjoy: Writing, reading, being a small animal veterinarian, trail running, being a mom (although sometimes the hours do not promote good sleeping) and wife, and yoga (not saying I'm good at it, just that I enjoy it) Why I wrote this book: Almost thirteen years ago I became a mother to my son. I had no idea how over-protective I would become over this little baby. That's why I started writing this book -- because new moms have so much free time, I thought I'd pick up a new hobby. Makes total sense, right? I've written several other books since then, but kept coming back to revise and rewrite this one -- my first writing love, so to speak. So happy it will finally be out in the world, and I sure hope the world enjoys it! Social media links:twitterfacebookpinterestblog
Today, Widow of Papina has a blitz going on, so I'm being tweeted links to blogs like crazy! I'm glad to see it getting some noise around it, and I hope it picks up a bit of momentum.
The blitz for Quest for a Popstar is on January 16th, which is also it's release date! It's coming up so fast. If you want to join the blitz, sign up HERE.
Both books are available for review. I'd love to see some reviews up on the day of QfaP's release, and I'd love to see some reviews on Amazon and Goodreads for WoP. You can request Quest for a PopstarHERE and Widow of PapinaHERE.
Quest for a Popstar is also available for pre-order which you can find on Amazon
Curiosity Quills has ARCs available for Dwarves of Calcus (Fairytale Galaxy #3) Here are the details to request a copy:
Simply email your request to marketing@curiosityquills.com, along with your preferred digital format - Kindle (mobi), Nook (ePub), Adobe Reader (PDF) - and one of the team will have copies sent to you as soon as possible. If you're interested in reading a book that's a sequel, but have yet to read the previous books in the series, please let us know, and we'll send you all the books in the series!
I'm still waiting for a cover for this one, but the insides are all ready to go for what I believe is going to be a MARCH 6TH release.
In other news, I am now back in college! I intend to earn my degree to become a Secondary English Teacher! So excited. I'm currently working at an Elementary school as an Interventionist, so I'm getting some real world skills while studying. But, because of work and school, my releases will likely slow down for a while. I'll work on keeping the series current, but new projects won't be in the works for a while. The studying should help improve my writing skills though, which, in the long run will be beneficial for my readers! Yay!
I am so excited for this release! Originally titled "Papina", Widow of Papina was a novel I trialed as a self-published book. But, I felt like going down that road wasn't giving it the attention it deserved, so I pulled it, and signed a contract for it with Soul Mate Publishing, who have previously published three of my other works.(Branded, Dancing in the Athenian Rain, and Brownlow Baby)
And now, today I am launching back into the world with a new cover, fresh editing, and ready to to amaze! (I hope for that last part at least) So grab your copy today!
When Celina Leviet escapes the brutal home invasion that kills her husband, she’s left with a bullet in her gut and vengeance in her heart. An alluring demon, Mekaisto, offers an irresistible deal—in exchange for her soul, he’ll let her live long enough to get her revenge, but she must hunt and kill the murderers herself.
After sealing the contract, Celina digs into her husband’s past for clues about his murder, and what she uncovers makes her question everything she thought she knew about him.
His company never existed.
His family history was a lie.
And he was involved with The Lumen, a shadowy religious order whose members know too much about demons. As the life she thought she knew crumbles around her, Mekaisto's charms become harder to resist. Forced to face a horrible truth, Celina struggles against her late husband’s betrayal and the dark seduction of the devil she knows.
Short Excerpt
Her breath came faster, and he could smell what she wanted before she even knew what it was. “Please, Kai—I’m yours. I want more. I want everything you can give me.”
The wave of lust heating his body could have burned a city to the ground. “Well, now,” he whispered in her ear as he stood, lifting her up with him, “I need to oblige such begging with a reward.”
I’m passionate about writing, reading, photo manipulation artwork, animals, anime/manga, video games, the fandom world of TV shows and movies, and stuff like that. I’m a proud Ravenclaw: I’ve always been sorted into this house, but the recent Pottermore sorting placed me in Gryffindor―I don’t care since the Sorting Hat couldn’t consider my choice, so I identify with Ravenclaw, and that’s where I’ll remain!
I have two main hobbies: writing and creating book covers. I’m also a gamer (Diablo, Zelda, Final Fantasy), enjoy listening to music (and always singing along to Disney), have a passion for Japanese culture, and adore reading. I love anime/manga, Japanese Dramas and consider myself a proud fan of many different TV shows including Buffy, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Merlin, Game of Thrones, Outlander, etc.
I wrote my first story when I was 12 years old (and we’ll never talk about that story), but started writing three years later. Since then, I always write, and this particular novel is my 19th story. It’s always been a dream to be a published author, and I can happily say I’ve reached that goal―I plan on continuing writing and publishing for the rest of my days.
“I am a demon, Celina, and above all else, demons love the hunt.” He smirked when her eyes widened.
“So, you see having sex with someone as a hunt?”
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “By your expression, I would say you still do not quite understand.”
“It’s your twisted logic.”
Interesting…
“I take my time, stalk my prey first, count the number of breaths she takes, imagine her screams…”
She arched an eyebrow. “That’s not at all creepy.”
Kai ignored her. “I am a creature of infinite time; the world creeps by, yet an intimate moment is so fleeting, it feels as though it is gone in less than a second.” He stopped, expecting an interruption again, but she stayed silent. “The pleasure is heightened by the danger, and in the throes of passion, I could lose my control and revert to the form least likely to be found pleasurable by my … partner?” He lost himself in the images in his mind, pinning down Celina’s body, taking her in a way she would never be able to recreate with a mere mortal man. “Hunting is simple. There is always one in the crowd that stands out—rarely is it the one searching for the one-night stand—no…” Kai locked his eyes with hers and goose bumps rose on her arms and legs. “No, the one unsure of what society wants her to be, the one who is desperate to be loved and appreciated. She is the one I seek.”
“So, social outcasts are your type?”
His eyes pierced her until he could see through her mind again, to all those curious little fantasies.
He smiled. “It’s about finesse, Celina. I listen to her, and as she speaks more confidently, I brush a hand over her skin”—his hand skimmed Celina’s neck as he brushed her back—“just enough so she shivers with anticipation of what my lips would feel like in the same spot.” He delved into Celina’s mind as his words worked against her disdain for him. “Then I caress her in a way she won’t notice, but her subconscious will let her lean into, let her mind take over and her body will beg for more.”
“She’d notice if…” She followed his gaze to his hand on her knee.
“Are you certain?” He’d worked his own body into a sensual frenzy as he’d drawn her into his web.
She stared at him, her cheeks flushing. “I—”
“Eventually, I suggest a night filled with pleasure.” He couldn’t contain his smile as he moved closer. “I keep touching her in small ways—maintaining physical contact at all times.” His hand inched up her side, until he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She sucked in a breath and he cupped her cheek.
He sat close to her and her scent calmed and excited him at the same time.
“Kai?” Her voice wavered.
“Sex is fleeting.” He took her chin and drew her close. “But intimacy is endless, a continuous moment of gentle touches”—his hand dropped back to her knee, and then made its way up her thigh until she let out a small gasp—“personal boundaries broken, and pleasures that go beyond sex.”
She sat as if frozen. “It’s still a one-night stand.”
“Mine last longer—and you reveal not only your body.” His hand moved to the middle of her chest. “When you are intimate with a demon, you reveal your soul. You make yourself vulnerable and open.”
“Considering you’ll have my soul sometime soon, I’m not giving you a free sample.” She drew away from him and stood. “I won’t be your prey tonight.”
Another surge of heat rushed through him, but he pushed it down with a long, deep breath. “You would set me loose on another human?”
She glared at him. “I wasn’t aware I had a choice about what you do outside of our deal. This would be on you, not me.”
“You think you control what I do within our deal?”
She rubbed her arms when he stood. “Not when you say it like that.”
“Celina…” He stopped in front of her and leaned into her personal space, drawing a lungful of a scent he would only ever associate with her.
He wrapped his arms around her, swallowing the shiver that shook her body. “What are you—?”
“Let’s play, Celina. I can assure you, you will not regret a night in my arms.”
I want you… Against all my instincts, I need you close.
Celina pushed him as hard as she could, and he withdrew as disappointment withered his gaze.
“Let me go, Mekaisto.”
You are trembling again, my dove… Is it because you are scared you will give in? How far can I push you until you bend?
“What if I say no?”
She glared at him, but Kai’s smile widened. He could feel, even smell, the pulsing between her legs begging him to take her.
“Isn’t it enough you’re getting my life and my soul? Now you need my body, too?” She pushed against him again, but he only held tighter, unable to let her go. “Why are you doing this? I just lost my husband, found out things that break my heart. I can’t sit and flirt with you.”
“I am offering you the chance to forget.”
“No!” Her hands clenched to fists as she shoved even harder against his chest. “No! You want to take everything I have left.”
He grabbed her wrists, pushed her back on the sofa, and pinned her down, his body hovering over her. “What is your life without your body?” He tilted his head and flicked his tongue across his lips. “You never asked what selling your life and soul meant specifically. Allow me to enlighten you now.” He moved until his face loomed only an inch or so from her face and her breath caught. He let go of her wrists, but his gaze pinned her to the spot.
“What?” Her voice ached just above a whisper.
“I own every inch of you … body and soul.”
Her face flushed and her lips trembled. “I never agreed to that!”
“You agreed to living. The details did not matter to you.”
“I was dying! You told me I didn’t have much time left, so it—”
His smile widened. “Even if you had all the time in the world, it would not have made a difference. Humans never read the fine print.”
As I have mentioned, for the Release of Myths of Mish (FTGC #2) I will be having a Facebook Live session. With that, I will be open for Q&A and also a huge giveaway. Below are the giveaway prizes I will be giving out throughout the event.
Prizes up for grabs during the FB Live release day event for Myths of Mish:
Signed copy of Princess of Tyrone
3 ecopies of Myths of Mish
5 ecopies of any of my books, reader's choice.
Signed paperback of The Undead: Playing for Keeps by Else Elmore
Emma and the Banderwigh (Tales of Widowswood Book 1) by Matthew Cox
Broken Dolls by Tyrolin Puxty
The Last Condo Board of the Apocalypse by Nina Post
Five: Out of the Dark by Holli Anderson
Fairy Keeper by Amy Bearce
Bleed Through by Adriana Arrington
Today, Book 1, Princess of Tyrone is on SALE! So join in the countdown fun and grab you copy and read it in time for book 2's release on March 28.
Release Day – INIQUITY (The Ascent, Book
One) by Melody Winter
Publication date: October 25th, 2016
Genre: New Adult, Dark Romantic Fantasy
To celebrate the release of INIQUITY, the
first book in The Ascent series trilogy, Melody is giving away a signed
paperback of Iniquity and a handmade Iniquity bangle.
All you have to do to be in with a chance
of winning is sign up to her newsletter.
If you’re already signed up then send
melody a quick email telling her you’d like to be entered into the giveaway for
the release day prize. Email: melodywinterbooks@gmail.com
Melody will pick a winner on the 31st
October 2016.
If you haven’t grabbed your kindle version
of Iniquity, grab it today—the last day before the price goes up. (Please
double check price before purchase.)
Athena Harrow is about to turn twenty-one,
but there will be no celebration. What is there to celebrate when the world is
ruled by demons?
She hates the darkness the demons brought
with them and longs for the light to return to the world—a world she only
vaguely remembers. The people in her forest village blindly accept the life the
demons forced upon them, even tolerating the yearly ascension ceremony where
all the girls who have turned twenty-one are either sent away to serve the
Master Demon or left in the village and forced to procreate.
But Paymon, the assigned village demon,
selects a different role for Athena, a role that pits her against the village.
While she adapts to her new life, Erebus, a younger, more powerful demon,
arrives, and Athena must play a dangerous game with his emotions in return for
information about the demon’s reign of darkness.
As Athena’s dreams of restoring the light
begin to fade, her life with Erebus takes an unexpected turn, and this time
it’s her life being put to the test.
Set in the forest around Buttercrambe in
North Yorkshire, England, INIQUITY explores the frightening, darker side of
romance and the uncontrolled emotions it can unleash.
About
the Author:
Growing up, Melody showed a natural
ability in art, a head for maths, and a tendency to write too long English
essays. Difficult to place in the world when she graduated, she pursued a
career in teaching, but ended up working in finance. Melody is convinced the
methodical times she spends working with numbers fuel her desire to drift into
dream worlds and write about the illusory characters in her head.
Melody Winter lives in York, North
Yorkshire, England with her husband and two sons. When not dealing with
football, rugby, and a whole plethora of ‘boy’ activities, she will be found
scribbling notes for her stories, or preparing for another trip to the nearby
beaches at Scarborough and Whitby. With an obsession for anything mythical,
Melody revels in reading and writing about such creatures, and creating her
own.
Kyle Wade has spent
over half his life seeking justice for his mother’s brutal murder at the hands
of the serial killer known as C.H.K. His efforts lead him to Nicole Chambers, a
woman he quickly develops strong feelings for.
Now he’s torn
between keeping Nicole safe, or using her as bait to capture the monster
stalking her.
Nicole paced nervously, waiting for Kyle to return. She’d thrown
on her workout clothes; a black pair of Capris, a long purple T-shirt with
large cut-out armholes, and a black sports bra that peeked out from underneath.
She was covered practically from head to foot, so why did she get so nervous
thinking about Kyle seeing her in the outfit?
Because he’ll be touching me, that’s why. And though not as daring
as what a lot of the women wore at the club, it still showed far more skin than
Nicole was used to, except when she was working out. Did this qualify?
This is a bad idea.
Her doorbell rang out.
She took a steadying breath. Too
late to back out.
When she opened the door and Kyle saw her, his eyes lit with a
smoldering fire. But all he said was, “Ready?” as he moved past her, greeting
her dog, “Hey, Charlie.
Taking a moment to close the door, and calm her jittery nerves,
she turned back to him. The desire she’d so clearly recognized in his heated
stare, had lessened to a more neutral expression.
He nodded toward the living room, where she’d pushed the furniture
out of the way, clearing a large spot in the middle. “You should have waited
for me to help.”
Nicole rolled her eyes. “Please. I do vacuum, you know. The
furniture doesn’t move itself.”
A slightly crooked smile curved Kyle’s lips as Charlie headed over
to his dog bed for a nap. “Suppose not.”
Her stomach fluttered. He was too damn charming for his own good.
How in the hell was she supposed to resist him? No men rule, remember.
Gah! What a dumb rule. What had she been thinking?
Maybe that your taste in men is crap, and you needed a good long
break after the last guy you dated almost killed you.
Oh, yeah. That was it.
Kyle moved to the center of the room, looking all too fine in a
pair of tight jeans that hugged his ass. He waved her over with two crooked
fingers. Her cheeks flamed, hoping he hadn’t caught her checking him out. But
by the smirk on his face, she figured he had.
“Now,” he said as she approached, his tone shifting to all
business. “If someone tries to grab you, whatcha gonna do?”
“Um. Run away?”
He nodded. “That might work. But, let’s say he manages to get
ahold of you. What then?”
She licked her dry lips, nerves rolling around in her stomach. “Is
this a trick question?”
The smile that split his face stole her breath. Gone was the
serious tenant-slash-police officer from her backyard cottage. The man who
stood before her now was a total, flat out, hands-down,
no-question-about-it, hottie. His sex appeal exploded into the room like an
atomic bomb filling up every nook and cranny.
And in just a minute or so, he was going to put his hands on her.
Ohmygod. Trouble. Seriously.
Maybe this really wasn’t such a good idea—
Nicole screamed when she was suddenly grabbed and her back brought
up against Kyle’s chest. One arm clamped around her waist, the other across her
throat.
Her natural instinct was to struggle, but he had one leg wrapped
around her shins, totally immobilizing her. The heat from Kyle’s body burned
her up, and she wasn’t unaware of the rising bulge against the small of her
back. Excitement tickled through her.
Charlie let out a little bark, but only lazily watched them. She
scowled at him. Some guard dog!
Mouth pressed against her ear, Kyle murmured in a
seductive drawl, “If I were the bad guy, sweetheart, your pretty little ass
would be mine right now.”
Author Info
My writing career began in 2011, after my wonderful husband
bought me a Kindle for Christmas and changed my world. I started reading
romance novels, and fell in love with them. I decided to write one myself, and
disappeared into my room over a long Wisconsin winter and wrote my debut novel,
PROTECTING ROSE. I submitted to a few publishing houses and was offered a
contract with Soul Mate Publishing, which I quickly accepted.
PROTECTING ROSE went on to win the 2012 Gayle Wilson Award
of Excellence in the romantic suspense category. Well, I was hooked.
Today, I'm a multi-published, award-winning author, and live in Wisconsin with
my husband Patrick. I love to read, play piano, and spend time with family and
friends. I enjoy novels with fast-paced action and steamy romance, protective
alpha men and strong heroines. I belong to several writing groups, including
Romance Writers of America (RWA) and Sisters in Crime.
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Cheryl’s Newsletter, with her two BFF’s, Char Chaffin and Callie Hutton.
Char and Cheryl also write together
under the pen name, CiCi Cordelia, Writing
From The Heart. Find us on Amazon
Cheryl is also an Acquisitions Editor for Soul Mate Publishing. As an
Editor, she welcomes Romantic Suspense, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Contemporary, and
Erotica. You can reach her at Cheryl@SoulMatePublishing.com
Ivy Kendall's only plan for
her life was to teach, but then it all fell apart...
When Rory Clark disappears from UCLA after a lengthy online relationship with a
"catfish" pretending to be Ivy, the sassy former model turned
kindergarten teacher is forced to dive headfirst into the mystery in order to
clear her name. The catfishing phenomenon meets good, old-fashioned police work
when Cameron Lewis, a bossy San Francisco detective with a dominant streak,
offers to help her uncover the awful truth about her stolen identity and Rory's
disappearance.
They've barely scratched the
surface when Ivy is charged with a murder she swears she didn't commit.
As the evidence against her piles up and the intense attraction between her and
Cameron deepens, Ivy wants nothing more than to lean on the tattooed detective.
He's already seen her at her worse. Now she has to find the courage to trust
him with her heart. But how can she when she's terrified doing so will
ruin his career?
Her greatest fear becomes
reality when the ugly truth is revealed and their lives come tumbling down
around them.
Betrayed by the one person she never suspected, Ivy makes a reckless decision
that puts her in the sights of a murderer and jeopardizes Cameron's career. He
will do whatever it takes to save the woman he loves...even if that means
becoming a killer himself. Will he be
able to reach her before it's too late, or will Rory's catfish take more than
just one life?
All Over Youis a
completely standalone sister novel to theAll
Falls Downduo, intended for
readers aged 18 and over.
"Morning,"
Detective Lewis says, leaning against the doorjamb with a cup of coffee in each
hand and a smirk on his face. He's dressed casually today, in jeans and a dark
t-shirt. His tattoos once again peek from beneath his sleeves. He's foregone
shaving. The scruff on his face makes him even hotter than usual. He's all
rough and rugged, and what is he doing here?
"What
are you doing here?"
He throws
his head back and laughs at me, the wicked sound making my belly flip.
His laugh
is incredible.
Before I
can decide if I'm offended he's laughing at me, confused that he's here, or
happy to see him again, he straightens up and holds out a cup of coffee like a
peace offering.
"Wasn't
sure how you take it," he says, his hungry gaze running up and down my
body. Desire flares in his eyes as he takes in my tank top and tiny shorts,
turning them that same dark, stormy gray from yesterday. "But I'm thinking
you got about as much sleep as I did last night, so it's strong."
I take the
proffered coffee, gaping at him.
"You
gonna invite me in?" He cocks a brow at me, smirking again.
"Didn't
think I needed to," I grumble, lifting the cup to my nose and inhaling the
rich scent. "You didn't wait around for an invite yesterday."
He narrows
his eyes on me, clearly not amused by the sarcastic edge to my comment, but I'm
not nearly awake enough to heed the warning inherent in that look.
"Sure,
Detective Lewis," I enthuse loudly, holding the door open wide for him and
rolling my eyes. "Come on in."
He steps
inside, crowding me even though there's plenty of room for him to go around me.
My nipples immediately pucker as his scent wraps around me. God, why does he
have to smell so divine? I can't deal with him smelling that good this early in
the morning, especially not with those tattoos on display.
He crowds
closer, until he's right up in my personal space, his breath washing across the
side of my neck. "Dreamed about that smart mouth all night," he
mutters right beside my ear. "So don't fuck with me if you don't want me
giving you something to fill it with, kitten."
Jesus. That mouth. That filthy, sexy mouth.
A shiver
rolls down my spine, and a little whimper escapes my lips.
He hums as
if he's satisfied by my reaction and steps away, giving me room to pull the
door closed. I take a moment to turn the deadbolt, trying to marshal my
thoughts before I face him again.
What is he
doing here?
And why is
he so fascinated with my mouth and filling it?
Ayden lives
in the heart of Arkansas with her childhood sweetheart/husband of twelve years,
and their five furry minions. When not writing, she spends her time hiking,
reading, volunteering, causing mischief, and building a Spork army. Ayden
graduatedsumma cum laudewith her Bachelor of Science degree in
Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology in 2009 before going on to complete
her graduate degree in CJ and Law. She currently puts her education to use in
the social services and CJ field.
Ayden also writes Young and New Adult fantasy under the penname A.K. Morgen.
About Anne Stinnett:
