Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Dark Legends Boxed Set Author Spotlight: SHADE by Marilyn Peake @marilynpeake ~ Girl on a hero’s journey, going from smart-ass to badass. #ASMSG #PNR #DarkLegends #YA #ParanormalMystery #MarilynPeake #SHADE


by 
Rebecca Hamilton, 
T.F. Walsh, Monica Corwin, J.L. Weil, Laxmi Hariharan, JA Culican, Muffy Wilson, 
GK DeRosa, Marilyn Peake, Kevin McLaughlin, Carissa Ann Lynch, 
Vivienne Savage, Anna Hub, HJLawson, Emma Nichols,Shelley Munro, J.A.Armitage, Leilani Love, 
Demelza Carlton, Xyla Turner, D.S. Murphy, J.T. Williams


This Collection is packed with more than 20 full-length Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance reads from New York Times, USA Today, and International Bestselling Authors! 

Don’t miss this collection of more than twenty unique twists in paranormal romance and urban fantasy, providing over one million words of supernatural suspense that will transport you to new worlds with smoking hot action and heart-throttling adventure!

The DARK LEGENDS boxed set includes: Mermaids, Sirens, Shifters, Vampires, Dragons, Sorcerers, Warriors, Angels, Faeries, Demons, Witches, Psychics, Ghosts, Mythology, Folk Tales, Legends, Dark Magic, Time Travel, and More!


Rebecca Hamilton 
T.F. Walsh with Demon's Mark
Monica Corwin with Soulless
J.L. Weil with White Raven
Laxmi Hariharan with Redemption
JA Culican with The Keeper of Dragons, The Prince Returns
Muffy Wilson and The Para-Portage of Emily
GK DeRosa with Wilder: The Guardian Series
Marilyn Peake with Shade
Kevin McLaughlin with By Darkness Revealed
Carissa Ann Lynch with Midnight Moss
Vivienne Savage with Making Waves
Anna Hub with Beyond the Shadows
HJ Lawson with New Order
Emma Nichols with Blood Moon
Shelley Munro with Claimed & Seduced
J.A.Armitage with Two of Clubs
Leilani Love with Violca's Dragon
Demelza Carlton with Ocean's Gift
Xyla Turner with Broken Treaty
D.S. Murphy with Scarlet Thread
J.T. Williams with Winemaker of the North




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Blue Blood
by
May Sage 
@MaySageAuthor
Award-Winning
and
Int'l Bestselling Author 


The Klints, a superior race in every way, long ago decided to abolish natural birthing; over the last millenniums, every child had been engineered, created, designed; but things went wrong, hence their need for human breeders.

Lena's life might have changed since their invasion, but she's not particularly affected by their presence on a daily basis, until the day they find out that she's a hundred percent compatible to the emperor of the entire galaxy.

Her job was simple. She was supposed to give birth to his heir and disappear.

But then, someone threatens that child.


It wasn't the first time that he wondered whether the human race in its entirety had simply lost their damn mind; or they could be suicidal. He wasn't ruling out option two.
However, right this moment, Jaycn didn't give a rat’s ass about the fate of the race which had openly declared war on the most powerful family in the galaxy.
Well, that wasn't exactly true. There were two humans he very much cared to locate.
Or rather, one human and a halfling.
Shooting another Dissenter right between the eyes, wishing the bullets were set to kill, Jaycn ran forth, heading in the direction everyone else was leaving.

Where were they?

Falcon speaking, he heard in his mind. Great, just what he needed right about now.
Calden was short tempered at the best of times. Today? He was likely to bathe in the blood of his enemies for fun. No, no. Quite literally.
I have a location on sparrow. He's two floors down, in the ventilation system. Alive. Keep it that way, cousin.
The communication stopped abruptly. Right, no pressure. He was supposed to find a kid somewhere inside a tiny ventilation system no grown male could hope to wiggle into, and if he didn't, his favorite relative was likely to bathe in his blood.
Another explosion resounded, too close for comfort. Shit.

The humans were too well informed and well equipped to work on their own; there was about a ninety percent chance that they had a traitor in their rank. How, otherwise, might the Dissenters have heard of a random, unplanned visit?
As Earth had no ambassador, it was still under the direct supervision of the Emperor, which gave Calden an excuse to turn up at least once a year. This time, no one had been told until the very last minute, yet here they were. Under attack.
As the assault had started in the west wing, the target had been evident.
They wanted to hurt the child, hence Jaycn’s conclusion: the humans were freaking suicidal.
Thankfully for everyone involved, the child had made it so far.

The next explosion propelled Jaycn ten feet backwards and if he wasn't mistaken, that smell meant he probably didn’t look all that good right about now.
Goddess, he hated getting burnt, but it wouldn't be the first or the last time.

Jaycn, retreat to base. There’s a transport on the roof.
The curt order surprised him; sure, he wasn't in best shape, but he hadn't thought that Calden would have cared.
Well, rather – he hadn't thought that Calden would have cared about his welfare as much as he cared about getting his son back.
That wasn't a suggestion, General.
Yeah, well then, he was going to have to be insubordinate, wasn't he?
Because Jaycn couldn't leave the boy.
Contrarily to the human Dissenters, he wasn't suicidal and there was someone much, much more frightening than Calden who would cut off his balls if Alek didn't make it out in one piece.
Without being scared.
Or scratched.
Or crying.
Shit, he should have brought a lollipop.
I'm not leaving him. Where is he now?
There was a long pause, followed by a sigh.
One floor down. I can't see him, but his chip is still in the ventilation.
Got it.
Well, he thought he had got it, until the building started collapsing; he could feel the upper floors sliding, slowly. Or pretty damn quickly, but adrenaline was a wondrous thing.
Shit.
Jaycn concentrated as hard as he possibly could, and by some sort of miracle, managed to summon a grappling hook and a thin rope.
His microchip, like most of the latest ones, was fitted with a designing program, but getting anything done took a lot of willpower; in a normal mind frame, he wouldn't have had a chance – but as he mentioned before, adrenaline rocked.
He threw the hook at a part of the building that seemed intact, and jumped.
He’d just managed to lift himself up on the floor when the headlight of a speeder blinded him.
Jaycn rose to a crouch, alerted, until he recognized the pilot.
Calden.
He'd never been quite so happy to see his cousin’s too perfect, too serious face in his lifetime.
A side door lifted, and the speeder approached, close enough for him to hop in.
Jaycn grunted, as every bone in his body begged for mercy.
“Let’s not do that again.”
“Take the commands,” Calden ordered, removing his long formal jacket, and taking various tools from a supply cabinet.
Oh, no.
“Cal, you can't go out there, you're the…”
“One word and I rip your tongue out. My son is out there. Alive.”
Which was a miracle in itself.
How the fuck had the kid managed to make it so far? He was smart, no doubt about it, but he was also seven years old – and let's not forget that the humans had obviously been after him.
“Then let me go.”
“You aren't in optimal condition. If I don't make it, do me a favor. Tell Lena…”
The Klints turned, weapons in hand, as they felt someone jump inside the open door.
Then, both of them breathed out freely for the first time within the last hour.
“Tell me what?”
Lena, damn her, was dangling from her own rope – a stylish silver and blue chain.
She wore the Elite dress she'd been wrapped in during the meeting, but she'd cut a slit along her long legs; they could see her trademark black running pants underneath. As per usual, she’d been prepared for all eventualities. Her red hair was still elegantly knotted around her face; there wasn’t a strand out of place.

That woman was going to kill them some day, and she'd do it without breaking a sweat.


May Sage

Featured Book: Blue Blood

Hi guys! Thanks for reading my interview. So I’m May, and I love writing and devouring romance of every shades, especially if it involves swoonworthy guys and sassy girls.
 
How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing? 
Well, back when I was about seven, an unwise teacher said something she probably never, ever said again in her career: write as much as you want. The project was re-writing a really cool story. Twelve pages later, I realized that it was my calling.

How did you come up with this storyline? 
Blue Blood is a bit of a funny one. I started it after reading a dozen of sci-fi romance. After number twelve, I was seriously exasperated. Every single one of them – and I do mean, every one – featured a weak, desperate distressing damsel. So I wrote part one, Rise (and chose this title) to show that woman can kick ass, even against super-hot aliens ;)

What are the best and the worst aspects of writing? 
The best is losing myself in my stories. I can look at the time after what feels like minutes and it would be nighttime. The very worst thing about it, though, is when the words just won’t come. It happens to all of us; we’re just human.

What inspires you to write? 
Just about everything and anything, good and bad, can be an inspiration. For example, a fellow author and friend of mine was confessing that she’d been writing naughty scenes at work, and was embarrassed by it… BOOM! One idea came to me for a book, and Shy Girls Write it Better was born :D

How did you conduct your research for Blue Blood? 
I am a geek. Like the kind of geek who can paraphrase the elvish parts in Lord of the Ring, who has read the majority of the Star Wars books and know just about every marvel characters. Imagining a story happening in space was as natural as writing about my day to day life… but all that being said, I still researched plenty, mostly military things and buildings around San Francisco. Sometimes, when I can I travel to the place where I set my books, but this time, Wikipedia was my best friend.

What are 3 of your favorite quotes from Blue Blood
Hard one! Well, the number one probably is: “It might be stupid to believe a guy because he was good looking, but well, women had done it for thousands of years and the human species had made it so far.” Then, “Someone had to go and tell her she was supposed to be human.” And finally, that one made me laugh out loud when I wrote it, although it’s pretty simple. “Dude, did you actually say wench?”

What would your friends say is your best quality? 
I’m the one people go to when they have a problem – give me about two minutes and I would have a solution, with a graph and a three step plan.

Are reader reviews important to you? 
God yes. Honestly, I am so insecure about whether my stories are good up until I read the various opinions on them. I read each and every one of them, although sometimes callous reviews hurt my feelings. It only hurt because I care.

What do you do when you don’t write? 
I walk my German Shepherd puppy (a lot) and cuddle my black cat. I read books (about ten hours a day :D ) and I cook yummy food. God, I need to get out more!

Tell us about your other books? 
Well, I love writing romance; that’s at the heart of each and every one of my stories. Little Morning Star, my longest, most complex one, is an Urban Fantasy staring a witch, angels, hellhounds and other demons. I’m known for my fairy tales, and they are a blast to write – full of humor and smexy stuff! Then, I also write a few contemporary romance, like Shy Girls Write It Better (the one inspired by Erin) and some paranormal romance (werewolf, vampires…)
Yes. I have a lot of books!

If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be? 
The fact that you read all this means that you love and respect our profession, and I want you to know that we appreciate you. It’s a difficult job, and a very lonely one, but you are the reason we all manage it. 


On that note, thank you for taking the time to read more about me. Don’t hesitate to get in touch with any kind of question or comment – I’m all over the place, but mostly, I’m available on Facebook. Enjoy our box set!
  

Once Upon A Time, there was a little girl who just loved telling her own stories. Fast forward about two decades? Not a lot of change, there.

My mother's collection of novels extends to three rooms, the stepfather who raised me writes awesome short stories: really, I didn't have a choice, I caught a bug.


I dabble in anything, Fantasy, Contemporary... Really, the subject doesn't matter. The gist of it is: I will make you laugh, and I will make you want more :)




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