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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Giving Thanks For You


I have so very much to be thankful for this year. It has been an amazing, and at times trying, year. As always I am thankful for my family and friends, and my readers whose interest and willingness to buy books keeps me able to pursue my passion. This year I am especially thankful for the RT Booklover's Convention that changed the course of my career and deepened my passion for writing all over again. Saving the best part of this year for last, I am thankful for my agents Nicole Resciniti and Louise Fury who have inspired me to become a better writer and to expand my horizons. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Amarok's Bite Strikes Out on Its Own

Today I'm celebrating the re-release of my good friend Yelena's paranormal story, Amarok's Bite. It was formerly a part of the Winter Wonders anthology but is now available on its own! Congrats Yelena!

Amarok's Bite

 Urban Fantasy Short Story (previously published in the Winter Wonders Anthology)


Title: Amarok's Bite
Author: Yelena Casale
Genre: Urban Fantasy - short story (4500 words)
Release Date: December 3rd, 2014 
Cover Design: Tina Moss


Amarok's Bite

Lilly and her sexy beast of a werewolf partner Shayne make a great team working for the Peace Control Department. But when she tries to take on a rogue amarok on her own, things go terribly wrong, and she is left with an agonizing choice between dying and becoming a despised amarok herself. When Shayne makes the choice for her, she has to come to terms with what she is, and her feelings for Shayne, before facing off against the creature that changed her life forever.

About the Author

Yelena Casale is an award-winning author of urban fantasy and paranormal romance. Being very curious and inquisitive, she has been a devoted reader and writer since childhood. As a 2nd degree black belt and instructor in Shotokan karate, an avid traveler and history and art enthusiast, she weaves universal themes with martial arts philosophies into her stories. She lives with her amazing, super supportive husband. In her spare time, she reads, paints, watches cool shows on TV and tries to get more sleep. Like the samurai of the old, as well as the ultimate Renaissance man and Yelena's favorite historical figure, Leonardo da Vinci, she believes that nothing is greater than mastery of oneself.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Why I Am a Nook Girl Instead of a Kindle Girl

A lot of my friends~especially my indie author friends~wonder why I'm a Nook girl instead of a Kindle girl. And nope, this is not a slam post on either. Sorry to disappoint.

But Heather, Amazon is so much better to indie authors than B&N is, they say. They have Kindle Select that helps indie's promote, bestselling lists for free books, and they have publishing lines.

True, but they also have confusing algorithms that authors can't seem to break now days, and their Select locks authors into a contract that alienates readers with other brands of eReaders (which just seems really wrong in so many ways). I'm not saying Amazon is the devil, or that I'm against them, I'm not. I'm Switzerland on the subject since I believe they do good things for authors as well.

If so, then why did I choose a Nook over a Kindle? Easy, as a lifetime reader and an author, I love physical book stores. The smell of books will always sooth me, even though I read eBooks almost exclusively now. I still buy physical books to collect, and I buy them as gifts for others. So, a place that has a physical book store will always win out over one that doesn't.

The second reason, and it's a BIG one, I hate spam. Every time I order something from Amazon they spam the living crap out of me, that includes eBooks. Not only do I get Amazon spam, but I get spam from other retailers that sell items on Amazon's site, which means they give them my information. B&N doesn't spam me, ever, and I love that about them.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Gears of Brass, A Steampunk Anthology

Gears of brass giveaway
  A world like ours, but filled with gears of brass, where the beating heart is fueled by steam and the simplest creation is a complex clockwork device. Within this tome, you’ll find steampunk fairy tale re-tellings, as well as original stories that will send your gears turning. Welcome to the steampunk realm, with eleven authors guiding your path.

Sounds fun, doesn't it? I've been on a steampunk kick lately and I loved this read! Here is a bit more about it:

gob Gears of Brass is a steampunk anthology published through Curiosity Quills. Within the pages, you’ll come across clockwork inventions and steampunk-ified fairy tale retellings. Eleven authors will guide you through worlds filled with airships, top hats, and corsets.

TEASERS from different stories in the anthology:
    Stealing a few steps backward, I reached for him and brushed my fingertips along his cheek. Static energy crept across my palm. It glowed blue and pulled like taffy, sticking to my fingertips, then snapping back to his skin. My hand jerked back so hard I hit myself in the chest. My eyes traipsed down his neck, his shoulders, finally stopping at his midsection. It was almost as though I could see inside him.

The guards struggled forward, but failed to move even an inch. Everyone was frozen in place, except the uninvited guest. The man floated toward Lord and Lady Miller. “You see, my lord, your wife made a deal with me that cannot be broken. Your daughter is mine.”

I swiped my hand across my nose, wishing I could smell the green of the trees. Eyes burning, I swallowed hard, feeling the incision in my throat where they’d cut out my sinus enhancer. I would never be able to smell my exotic perfumes again.  

Anthie watched the lissom liquid slip inside the carrying tube. I could see her inhaling the smell of the lubricating oil. So could Dr. Holmgren. From time to time he looked across at us through his reinforced goggles. They gave him the appearance of a baby owl, which was at odds with his general nastiness. I knew he was taking everything in. And I knew he had a special eye on Anthie.

In a hidden room deep inside the base of the great clock there was a click, a whir of gears, a valve opened, and the key chamber was flooded with air. Several minutes later, Bella awoke. The girl coughed, choked then screamed as blood began to once again flow through her veins: the first time in a millennium.

Something growled near to her right. The hairs along Redyn’s arms stood up and she held her breath. The sound came again, deep, guttural. Redyn turned her head, her lips parted, her gaze scanning the forest. They’d told her not to wander far from the cottage, but they couldn’t have expected her to play with that hideous excuse for a doll near everyone else. A wolf crept out of the shadows, his gray fur standing on end like hers.

"Three years ago, your father ruined my life. He terminated my family’s reputation.”
“Um…” Amethyst wished she could back up further. Wind pushed at her top hat, so she shoved it up higher to straighten it. “I don’t understand.”
"Now, I’ll ruin his life.”  

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