Guest Post/Book Trailer/Excerpt featuring Dance of the Pink Mist (The Cracked Chronicles #2) by K.D. Van Brunt w/a $50 GC giveaway!

Guest Post/Book Trailer/Excerpt featuring Dance of the Pink Mist (The Cracked Chronicles #2) by K.D. Van Brunt w/a $50 GC giveaway!

dancepinkmist1sDance of the Pink Mist

The Cracked Chronicles, Book 2

K.D. Van Brunt

romance/paranormal/urban fantasy  – 100K

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In the sequel to Win the Rings, Gray is now a prisoner at Cracked, forced to undergo combat training under the supervision of his nemesis, Jace.  He soon learns first hand why all the other kids at Cracked are scared to death of her, but he also finds a chink in her armor and they both realize they have an eerie connection to one another.


Gradually, Gray is drawn into Jace’s dangerous world of Special Ops missions, where death waits like a shadow in every corner.
For Jace, Gray poses a new kind of threat.  Although she’s proficient in all types of combat, Jace’s training hasn’t prepared her for him, and she is forced to confront feelings she has never experienced before.



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I give three raps on Jace’s door, precariously balancing an armload of her clothes in one hand and her newly pressed uniform jacket in the other.  I’ve been Jace’s personal valet and general all-around slave for over six weeks now, bustling from one task to another, while trying not to incur her prickly wrath.  And even though much of what she makes me do is demeaning, curiously I find myself stealing looks at her when she’s not paying attention to me.

“Come in,” Jace says through the closed door.

I try to stick my thumb on the bio-sensor pad next to her door, but the action causes me to lose my balance just enough to send the pile of clothes cascading to the floor.  There are no outside doorknobs here, just these small rectangular pads beside every door, which read your thumbprint and release the lock.

“Shit!” I curse.

I drop to my knees to salvage what I can and refold the rest.  The door opens behind me causing me to flinch.  I look up at Jace wondering if she’s going to give me a swift kick to the ribs for this, but she just stands in the doorway tapping her foot impatiently on the floor.  She has her arms folded across her chest looking peeved, and I see she’s dressed in old sweats and a loose-fitting camo tank top.  She doesn’t have a bra on.  For some reason I blush at this, as if I walked in on her while she was dressing.

“I should make you re-wash all of this, Gray, but I’m feeling generous tonight.”

“Excuse me.  Did you say Gray, sir?”  This would be the first time she’s used my first name since I got here.  Until now it’s been rookie, rook, newbie, new meat—among others terms of endearment.

She shrugs.  “I suppose you’ve earned the right to be called by your first name.  Don’t let it go to your head.”

“Thank you.”

“Whatever,” she says with a sigh.  “Now listen up.  My bathroom needs cleaning.  So get this mess picked up and get to work on it.”

Five minutes later, I’m standing in front of her dresser putting away her newly refolded clothes.  I’ve memorized by now the layout of her drawers—underwear and socks in the top drawer, shirts and pajamas in the second, pants, etc., in the third.  There’s a fourth and fifth drawer, but I’m not supposed to open those, so I don’t know what she’s hiding in there.  Finishing, I glance over at Jace, who’s sitting cross-legged on her bed flipping through a magazine—Jane’s Intelligence Review.  Gee, that looks like a fun read.   Her blonde hair is so fine and soft I feel this irrational urge to run my hands through it, even though she’d probably kick me in the groin if I tried.  She’s leaning forward to study the magazine and my eyes lock onto her tank top, which is gapping enough to almost flash her entire, braless chest at me.   I gawk for a moment, but then feeling like a perv, I advert my gaze.

“Don’t stare at me, Gray.  Get to work.  The cleaning supplies are under the sink.”

I nod, but I think I detect a subtle, knowing smirk on her face.

Every room in the dorm is laid out the same—a main living area and a small bathroom off one end of the room.  The best that can be said about the bathrooms here is they’re functional: toilet, sink and commode, and a shower.  No bathtubs.   Sighing, I pull out a bristle brush and get to work on the stainless steel toilet bowl.

“You ever been to Alaska, Gray?” Jace asks after a few minutes, when I’ve moved on to scrub the shower stall.

I hesitate, puzzled by the question.  “Once.  Anchorage, sir.”

I hear her sigh loudly.  “You can call me Jace from now on.  What was it like?”

I hesitate, briefly surprised by the realization I don’t have to call her ‘sir’ anymore, but at this point it’s been so deeply drilled into me I’m not sure I’m capable of calling her anything else.


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The Road to Being Published


The first and toughest hurdle for an aspiring writer is to write the story.  The next hurdle is getting the story “published.”  This second hurdle can be huge or not so huge.  That’s because of the range of options available to writers today.   The bottom line is, if you can write the story, you can get it published—that’s not to say it’s easy, just that it’s attainable.   Which publication option is best?  The answer is going to vary for each person.


Most writers want to at least try the traditional publishing route—get an agent and sell their manuscript to one of the big name publishers.   For most of us, this is difficult.  The hard reality is that very few manuscripts make it.  But, if you’re dedicated to your craft, able to handle rejection, and willing to be persistent, you can definitely improve the odds, maybe even turn them in your favor.   In most cases, though, this is going to take some time.


What if the agent route isn’t working or just isn’t what you want?  You can submit your story directly to publishers that accept unagented submissions.  There are a many of them out there.  Most, but not all, are of modest size and independent.  If you do your research and carefully compile your list of possible publishers, this can be a great option for a writer.   Still,  it’s no shoe in.  If a publisher doesn’t like your story and doesn’t think he can sell it, you’re probably going to be rejected.  Having said that, though, these publishers are much more willing to look at stories aimed at niche markets or that are outside the current market trends in fiction.


Of course, like everything in life, not everyone has a wonderful experience.   You can find a lot of feedback online about small/indie publishing.  Study it.  See if, on balance, this is something that might work for you.  One thing for sure is you’re going to have to put in a lot of time and work marketing your book.  You should be doing this any way, no matter what publishing option you pursue, but it’s critical for the smaller publishers.


Then, of course, there’s the self-publishing option (although an interesting alternative to self-publishing to think about is Amazon’s new Kindle Scout program).

The benefits of self-publishing include the fact that you have full control over your story and no one is going to reject you.  This can be good or bad.  You’re going to have to do all the work (or pay someone to do it for you), but if you have the skills or you hire someone good, you can turn out a very professional looking book.  One potential problem with self-publishing is that without a “gatekeeper” handing out rejections, and thereby forcing people to improve their writing in order to make the cut, the quality of self-published stories is spotty to say the least.  And readers know this.  So, you have to work especially hard to market your book, but if you have a good, well-written story and you’re willing to roll up your marketing sleeves, your self-published story can really flourish.  There are certainly some amazing success stories out there to emulate.


What’s my publishing story?   I wrote the three books of the Cracked Chronicles (yes, book three is done) with initially little more than vague thoughts about how I would get the series published.   When I finished and turned to publishing options, I discovered that the market for young adult urban fantasy was a bit saturated—at least from the standpoint of the big publishers.  Translation: it was going to be a difficult sell getting an agent/traditional publisher to buy into it.   So, rather than waste six to nine months in a likely unsuccessful endeavor, I decided to skip the agent route for these books and go directly to small/independent publishers who were publishing books like mine.   This was the right choice for me.  I’ve had a wonderful experience with Evernight Teen—they work hard with their authors to make their books the best they can be and position them so they can succeed in the marketplace.


Whatever publishing route writers choose to follow, the key is persistence.  If you don’t give up, your story will get published.



K.D. Van Brunt

During the eight hours of the day when I’m not writing, reading or sleeping, I’m a lawyer in Washington, DC.  I grew up in Southern California, moved to Seattle before coming east to Boston to go to school.  Now, I live in the great state of Maryland with my wife, my dog—a standard poodle named Buffy (and who do you think named her?), and my hot Camaro.  One of the few things I like better than pizza is driving fast.  So, if you happen be in the DC area and a black Camaro with a red stripe and a rear spoiler roars by and blows your doors off…thaaat could be me. 

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Review of Secrets & Lies (book #2 in the Cassie Scot Mystery series) by Christine Amsden

Review of Secrets & Lies (book #2 in the Cassie Scot Mystery series) by Christine Amsden

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Cassie Scot, still stinging from her parents’ betrayal, wants out of the magical world. But it isn’t letting her go. Her family is falling apart and despite everything, it looks like she may be the only one who can save them.

To complicate matters, Cassie owes Evan her life, making it difficult for her to deny him anything he really wants. And he wants her. Sparks fly when they team up to find two girls missing from summer camp, but long-buried secrets may ruin their hopes for happiness. Book 2 in the Cassie Scot Mystery series.


Have I mentioned how much I respect and admire Cassie?  Well I do.  Talk about dealing with the family from hell and now, having to deal with Evan and the life debt?  I mean Evan’s a dreamy and all but talk about a guy that needs to step into the right century when it comes to treating a woman.  Its 2013, not the 1800’s dude.  🙂  But in the world that Ms. Amsden has created, its how it is.

All that aside about Evan, he does what he can to protect Cassie and its endearing to me.  Cassie is independent and trying so hard to make a life for her own in a world that is magical and she’s not.  I liked her even more in this book.  Dealing with deep betrayal by her family and now, she and Evan are getting closer in the romance department.  Cassie never loses sight of what she had to do in her job, solve mysteries.  And she good at it, too.

But this is much as Evan’s book as it is Cassie’s.  They overall arc of the book isn’t even near completion and I can’t wait to find out even more about Cassie’s family and their decisions will continue to affect Cassie and Evan.  Let’s not forget that Evan is supposed to be the enemy to Cassie’s family.  Ooooo, good stuff and I love it when an author has this kind of arc in a book.  Plus, don’t forget the romance burgeoning between them.  *thud*

Cassie is an intelligently written “non-paranormal” character in a paranormal/urban fantasy series.  Yes, if you remember, she has no powers of anything.  Nada, zip, not one twitch of the nose.  I think that’s why I like her so much.  She’s a real person.  I can relate to her and her problems.  Not to mention that she works as a detective in her own agency.  She has “balls”, just not when it comes to Evan at times.  But hey…who would?  🙂

This series just keeps getting better and better.  I can’t wait to see how book #3 will turn out.  Bring it, Ms. Amsden.  🙂

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Christine Amsden has been writing science fiction and fantasy for as long as she can remember. She loves to write and it is her dream that others will be inspired by this love and by her stories. Speculative fiction is fun, magical, and imaginative but great speculative fiction is about real people defining themselves through extraordinary situations. Christine writes primarily about people and it is in this way that she strives to make science fiction and fantasy meaningful for everyone.

At the age of 16, Christine was diagnosed with Stargardt’s Disease, a condition that effects the retina and causes a loss of central vision. She is now legally blind, but has not let this slow her down or get in the way of her dreams.

In addition to writing, Christine teaches workshops on writing at Savvy Authors. She also does some freelance editing work.

Christine currently lives in the Kansas City area with her husband, Austin, who has been her biggest fan and the key to her success. They have two beautiful children.


Copper Girl by Jennifer Allis Provost – Book Trailer Blitz

Copper Girl by Jennifer Allis Provost – Book Trailer Blitz

Title: Copper Girl

Author: Jennifer Allis Provost

Series: Copper Legacy

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Spence City

Release Date: June 25 2013


Sara had always been careful.

She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.

Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara’s dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.

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It seemed like a good idea at the time.
My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air
conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently,
we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops,
donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon.
Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the
moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in
the slightest.
That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of
spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers
and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk
(and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and
headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.
What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air
conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So
hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like
something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in
the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t
manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left
me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation
Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according
to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by
virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of
my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full.
What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then
leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of
cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable.
Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?
Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat,
set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today
Suddenly, he is there.
Kissing me, holding
I know I’m dreaming,
because he’s perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I
glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking
my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an
eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of
antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.
I squeeze my eyes shut
again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me
once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up
past my hip… shit! No panties!
I try twisting away,
but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to
nuzzle my neck. “What’s your name?” he murmurs.
“Sara,” I
reply. “Yours?”
“Micah.” By
now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke
the small of my back. “Why did you summon me, Sara?”
“I didn’t,”
I protest. “I don’t know how.” I would say more, but he nibbles a
trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me,
I let him.
Micah raises his head,
and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark
gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his
unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd,
buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather
pants and boots. Boots?
“You did summon
me,” he insists. “My Sara, you must tell me why.”
“Does it
matter?” I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion
I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers
deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never
felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of
rushing this. None at all.
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot, two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
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Games of Fate by Kris Austen Radcliffe – Review/Street Team Announcement

Games of Fate by Kris Austen Radcliffe – Review/Street Team Announcement

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Contains Adult Sexual Content and some violent imagery.

Rysa Torres misses information.  Loses concentration.  Her attention problems randomize her life but she pushes forward anyway, doing the best she can—until monsters activate a part of her she didn’t know she had.

As visions of the future whip inside her head, Rysa realizes the truth:  She’s a Fate.

And she will set fire to the world.

All her options explode.  Her family ripped away, what little control she had destroyed, Rysa is left with one choice:  Will she die to stop the coming flames, or will she allow the man and the dragon she loves to die in her place?

Games of Fate begins Fate ~ Fire ~ Shifter ~ Dragon, a new Urban Fantasy series with Strong Romantic Elements by Kris Austen Radcliffe.  Set in the open spaces of America, the series takes Rysa and Ladon—and Ladon’s companion beast, Dragon—through a landscape punctuated by unfamiliar creatures:  Fates with the ability to see past, present, and future.  Ghouls called Burners who devour with fire and acid.  Shifters who shape much more than their bodies.  And two dragons who speak with color and pattern.

It starts here, now, with one young woman’s fight against a burning future—and against the death of the man she loves.


Wow, just wow.  Good lord this book had a lot going on.  Psst…I like books like this.  Plus, it’s a paranormal, urban fantasy, New Adult, romance mash-up that its the bull’s eye!  This book has something for everyone and mean everyone.  The Fates are from mythology, dragons, shifters, The Burners are more post-apocalyptic, family dynamics and romance.

Rysa is just your typical college student that has ADHD and human, or so she thinks.  I loved the ASL (American Sign Language) and ADHD plot point.  It made Rysa realistic and someone who you could relate to in the story.  I don’t have it but I know people who do and it can be confusing to follow a person but again, that’s what made Rysa tick.  I also liked that the relationship that she found with Ladon and Dragon, yes, that’s the dragons name, starts off a little rocky but ends up to be strong and sure.  She bonded with Dragon early on and it was sweet.  I’m not a dragon person but Dragon has a place in my heart now.

Ladon is an intriguing character.  I liked that Ms. Radcliffe paced his characterization slowly and let it build.  That’s another thing that I really liked about the book.  Her world building started off slowly and paced itself within the entirety of the book.  I HATE info dumps and since I’m new to the urban fantasy genre, I like it when the author builds it up slowly.  I can imagine the scenes, people and the general atmosphere within the book.  Great job!

The twists and turns kept me glued the Kindle.  Plus, the fast paced action didn’t let up either.  I would be remiss to mention the sex scenes between Rysa and Ladon.  I actually blushed when I read the first one.  Dang!  And I don’t blush.  The twist at the end of the book was brilliant and no, I will not tell you a thing about it.  You need to read this book to find out.

I recommend this book to anyone that likes fantasy, urban fantasy, paranormal and a romance that my be little different but romantic none the less.


Also available:  Prolusio: Three Stories of Fates, Fire, Shifters and Dragons.


Contains some violent imagery.

Three short stories set in the Fate ~ Fire ~ Shifter ~ Dragon universe, Prolusio sets the stage for Games of Fate, also available now.

In Texas, a struggling rock star attempts a comeback.  Fire, though, has other ideas.

In Wisconsin, Shifters do what they do best—anger a dragon.

And in Minnesota, a mother struggles to free herself from the bonds of a fate she cannot escape.


 photo 3142551d-f3a1-41de-8a1b-329c548ca108.jpgKris has set up a street team.  Woo Hoo!  If you are interested, just click on the graphic above and it will take you right to the page to sign up.  🙂

BIO:  kris austen radcliffeAs a child, Kris took down a pack of hungry wolves with only a hardcover copy of The Dragonriders of Pern and a sharpened toothbrush.  That fateful day set her on a path traversing many storytelling worlds—dabbles in film and comic books, time as a talent agent and a textbook photo coordinator, and a foray into nonfiction.  After co-authoring Mind Shapes: Understanding the Differences in Thinking and Communication, Kris returned to academia.  But she craved narrative and a richly-textured world of Fates, Shifters, Burners, and Dragons—and unexpected, true love.

Kris lives in Minnesota with her husband, two daughters, an Handsome Cat, and an entire menagerie of suburban wildlife bent on destroying her house.  That battered-but-true copy of “Dragonriders”?  She found it yesterday.  It’s time to pay a visit to the woodpeckers.




Screaming Spires (The Cavaliers #2) by Georgiana Derwent – Release Day Blitz

Screaming Spires (The Cavaliers #2) by Georgiana Derwent – Release Day Blitz

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Title: Screaming Spires

Series: The Cavaliers #2

Author: Georgiana Derwent

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy, New Adult, Vampire

Publisher: self-published

Format: Ebook, Paperback

Length: approx 100 000 words

Release Date:  April 12th 2013

Book Description:

A Tale of the Posh, the Privileged and the Paranormal…

The Cavaliers are the most elite society at Oxford University – rich, powerful, and beautiful. No one realises that they are no ordinary students, but a group of aristocratic vampires from the English Civil War. For four hundred years they have groomed the most promising students to run the government, police, and finance in the way the vampires wish, granting them eternal life in return for absolute obedience.

In her first year at Oxford University, Harriet French became inextricably tied to the Cavaliers. Now Harriet’s back at Oxford for her second year. Armed with a vampire boyfriend, some great friends and the truth, she’s expecting an easier time.  She’s wrong.  Her best friend is now a vampire and the Cavalier who turned her to save her life is facing death for the one good deed he’s ever done. Just when it seems that things can’t get any worse, the Cavaliers’ ancient enemies decide to strike at the heart of the society and they’ve got Harriet in their sights.

Screaming Spires continues the story of an ancient vampire conspiracy and the ordinary girl caught in its web begun in Oxford Blood.

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