tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88546388467633912002024-03-21T18:40:00.436-07:00Sweetly Clean Romances Contemporary. Paranormal. Thriller. Urban Fantasy. Mystery. Romance - I love it. RM Alexanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05006439233299608266noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854638846763391200.post-87938237583289450752014-10-12T05:41:00.000-07:002014-10-12T05:41:02.271-07:00Cover Reveal <h2>
Diamond Heiress by Ruth Roberts: </h2>
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Interview with Ruth Roberts:</h2>
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How long have you been writing?</h3>
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The very first time I remember writing a story was in high school. It was a historical romance, I had just discovered Victoria Holt and was addicted from the first book. My dream was to write just like her, so I started writing. My English Teacher loved it. She wanted to try to have it published, but my family moved before the end of the school year and that story was lost. I didn’t write again until about seven years ago when I started doing it as a hobby.</div>
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Why did you choose the genre you write?</h3>
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My husband says I am a romantic, and I suppose I am a because I believe in true love and I am a sucker for a happy ending. The romance genre is the only one where I am guaranteed both. I want my readers to have a smile on their face when they finish one of my books. </div>
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Do you work off an outline or just wing it?</h3>
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Definitely wing it. I’ve tried using an outline but they restrict me and I get stuck. I prefer to let my characters write their story, I usually know where they will end up but I let the journey develop as I write it. I have so much more fun that way. </div>
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What is your writing goal – how many books of yours would you like to see published?</h3>
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As many as possible, I can’t even put a number on it! As for my goal, I want to be Judith McNaught when I grow up. I want my stories and characters to come alive and stay with the reader long after they’ve finished one of my books, just as hers do. </div>
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If your latest romance was made into a movie, which actors would you pick for the role of your hero and heroine? </h3>
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Nick would definitely be played by Shemar Moore, but he would have to wear gray contacts to match Nick’s liquid silver gaze. Alexis Bledel would make a perfect Brielle. </div>
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What did you find was the hardest or most difficult part in your path to becoming an author?</div>
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The uncertainty that anything I wrote would be good enough to be read and liked by others. It took me a long time before I searched out critique partners because I was afraid my writing was terrible. When I finally did they did so much to boost my confidence and help me to improve my writing skills. They were invaluable in my path to publication. </div>
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Diamond Heiress is about a beautiful, rich and spoiled young lady, Brielle Santorini, who is appointed as CEO of her grandfathers company after he dies. She has lived a life of luxury and amusement until that point, so she has no idea how to run an International Jeweler. But, she isn’t dumb or naïve, she is very intelligent. Being abandoned at the age of three by her mother and her father died gave her trust issues that she is dealing with.</div>
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Nick Trenton was John Santorini’s protégé. He expected to be named CEO of Santorini after John died, instead Brielle took that position. This makes him angry and he does everything in his power to get rid of her so that he can run the company his father helped build. Until he gets to know her and sees what an amazing, sweet and capable person she is. </div>
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They now have to run this company together to keep their families legacies strong. But, when their hearts get involved it becomes a much harder task. </div>
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Author Bio:</h2>
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Romance novelist Ruth Roberts lives in the Big D, where city life abounds but the wide open spaces Texas is famous for are within easy reach. Her books transport readers to the glittering life of high-society, while making the character normal, fun people we would all like to have as friends. She loves reading, writing and Gilmore Girls. She and her teenage daughter call themselves the real life Gilmore Girls. Her very own romantic hero of twenty years is her greatest inspiration and support. She loves hearing from fans so drop her an email at ruthrobertsromance@yahoo.com</div>
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Along with the release of the audiobook, I've redesigned the covers of the first two books in the Port Fare series. <a href="http://wordpaintingcovers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">( I'm designing covers now. Click here and check them out!)</a> To celebrate the new look, I am giving away <b><i>paperback copies of the entire series. </i></b></div>Here is the new cover for Unlovable. I didn't change it too much because I really loved the original one. (Thank you, Paul Beeley), but another author came out with almost the exact same cover, including the coloring :'(<br /><br />
I kept the girl on the swing because she fits Maggie's story perfectly, though I did add flowers to the swing. The rest has been changed completely. I love the blues and pinks, and I've always wanted a moon on the cover. I also added Maggie's trailer in the background!<br /><br />
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Here is the eBook cover:<br /><br />
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It's a real change. I feel this cover fits the story so much better. Lilah feels trapped by her domineering father and his demands. She desperately wants to break free...can't tell you anymore or I'll spoil the story ;) I feel this new cover portrays Lilah and what she is going through in a much stronger way, and it seems to fit in better with the other covers. While I loved the old cover, and had a huge say in its design, (Thank you again, Paul) it seemed out of place with book one & three's covers. This one holds the same "feel," if you will.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is the Ebook cover:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdMXbSohPaaoqLZ9qOqnndd1B1F0OkrWABZs5YzasAU19-KhvF_Dr4_rjD3ZT1D-Emsb9HVKbaSBCbST7pV7cqByiuqYvSU2TAhyphenhyphenoumQCZe8rsbFNnuVeGJ97wQguYwts_ikIOZQY1Yg/s1600/unbelievebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdMXbSohPaaoqLZ9qOqnndd1B1F0OkrWABZs5YzasAU19-KhvF_Dr4_rjD3ZT1D-Emsb9HVKbaSBCbST7pV7cqByiuqYvSU2TAhyphenhyphenoumQCZe8rsbFNnuVeGJ97wQguYwts_ikIOZQY1Yg/s1600/unbelievebook.jpg" height="400" width="271" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And this is the paperback</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpTPprtGkbzraPRixUmZBNwP-ZWEwDCuJzV3qFfk5FudCRlqVW0c0cfsAHcDdhBIk6pNwe4ly-3eubrPk5SriZ-ervpV28v3GTaDhrJuHa27C-LmE2YrW0GAIEXW_fvANISAYkDdyn80/s1600/reveal+unbelievecover+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpTPprtGkbzraPRixUmZBNwP-ZWEwDCuJzV3qFfk5FudCRlqVW0c0cfsAHcDdhBIk6pNwe4ly-3eubrPk5SriZ-ervpV28v3GTaDhrJuHa27C-LmE2YrW0GAIEXW_fvANISAYkDdyn80/s1600/reveal+unbelievecover+.jpg" height="283" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Unbearable's cover didn't really change, only the back was updated.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpHg_nbg-1UmeE9p0yhfA5IbnCZ8-zQQax4I33O1Y5c8vVRcn38cIwl7yboHeUw6InxwwEQleWqE5n08SfQmuyXLybZffC_AnroY4JGSvS_PuwlUQdWjGAhUBDfYzzF4dUkDQ0jJzzgY/s1600/THis+Unbearable3+full-reveal+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpHg_nbg-1UmeE9p0yhfA5IbnCZ8-zQQax4I33O1Y5c8vVRcn38cIwl7yboHeUw6InxwwEQleWqE5n08SfQmuyXLybZffC_AnroY4JGSvS_PuwlUQdWjGAhUBDfYzzF4dUkDQ0jJzzgY/s1600/THis+Unbearable3+full-reveal+copy.jpg" height="283" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><bold>So, what do you think??</bold><br /><br />
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<h1 style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #800000;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif;">A Cover Reveal</span></span></span></strong></h1><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #800000;"><span style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">for</span></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #808080;"><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Wrong Place, Right Time</span></strong></span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #808080;"><strong><span style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">by Brooke Williams</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://wyndydee.files.wordpress.com/2014/09/wrong-place-right-time-hi-res-cover.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5381" src="http://wyndydee.files.wordpress.com/2014/09/wrong-place-right-time-hi-res-cover.jpg?w=627" alt="Wrong-Place-Right-Time-Hi-Res-Cover" width="627" height="940" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: 16px;">Release Date: </span></strong><span style="font-size: 16px;"><em>December 9 , 2014</em></span></p><br />
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As the bumbling town TV traffic reporter, Kate Covington is a constant source of entertainment, but Kate sticks with her dead end job because of her love for news anchor Brian Schaffer. When Brian spontaneously runs off to marry his high school sweetheart, Kate panics and quickly follows. She finds herself in a Las Vegas wedding chapel, desperate to tell her best friend how she feels before he makes a huge mistake and marries the wrong person. The mistake, however, is all Kate’s.<br />
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As the scorned bride runs back down the short aisle, Kate quickly realizes she just interrupted the wrong wedding. The would-be groom, Chad Leida, explains the predicament Kate has caused him…he needs to marry before turning 30 in order to inherit his family fortune…and he no longer has a bride.<br />
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When Chad asks Kate to marry him and promises her a million dollars for a year of her time, Kate isn’t sure what to do. She has a great deal of debt to her name due to caring for her ailing grandmother, but she also doesn’t want to let go of the idea of love and marriage going together.<br />
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Kate’s impulsive decision changes her entire lifestyle…and her ideas about love. From Las Vegas to San Francisco and even to the Midwestern city of Omaha, Kate learns that even when she turns up in the Wrong Place, sometimes it is at just the Right Time.<br />
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Brooke Williams is an award-winning author and freelance writer. She has written hundreds of articles as well as several novels, including <i>Someone Always Loved You </i>and<i> Beyond the Bars</i>. Brooke has a Bachelor of Arts degree from Morningside College, with a double major in Mass Communications and Religious Studies. She has twelve years of experience in radio broadcasting, both behind the scenes and on-air. She was also a television traffic reporter for a brief time. Brooke and her husband Sean married in 2002 and have two daughters, Kaelyn and Sadie.<br />
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her deadbeat boyfriend. While walking through the market, she spies a large
mansion and recognizes the guy out front as her high school friend Tony. Just
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Zoltack loves to write in many genres, especially romance, whether fantasy,
paranormal, or regency. When she’s not writing about knights, superheroes, or
zombies, she loves to spend time with her loving husband and three energetic
young boys. She enjoys riding horses (pretending they’re unicorns, of course!)
and going to the PA Renaissance Faire, dressed in garb. She’ll also read
anything she can get her hands on. Her current favorite TV show is The Walking
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<strong>TITLE</strong> – The Promise (book #1) The Vow (book #2)<br />
<strong>SERIES</strong> – The Lady Quill Chronicles<br />
<strong>AUTHOR</strong> – D.D. Chant<br />
<strong>GENRE</strong> – Historical Fiction/romance/adventure/mystery<br />
<strong>PUBLICATION DATE</strong> – 3rd March 2012 / 28th July 2014<br />
<strong>LENGTH</strong> (Pages/# Words) – 95.620 words / 108.290 words<br />
<strong>PUBLISHER</strong> – Self-Publish<br />
<strong>COVER ARTIST</strong> – D.D. Chant</div>
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Dear Reader,</div>
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I wish to tell you a tale that began with a promise destined to change the lives of many.</div>
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When only a child, Lady Adele of Berron lost her family during a dreadful battle and was betrothed to a stranger.</div>
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Lord Rafe of Valrek, only a boy himself when the battle of Calis raged, grew to be a feared warrior and trusted advisor to his King. But sadness filled his past and Adele served only to remind him of all he had lost.</div>
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However the promise that bound these two together caused great anger to some.<br />
What, Dear Reader, happened in those days of treachery and darkness? Incline your ear that I may whisper the secrets that you so desire to hear......</div>
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Lady Quill</div>
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My next story begins with Velrek, where Lord Rafe and Lady Adele's arrival was cause for much celebration and rejoicing.</div>
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However Finan of Gournay, Rafe's foster brother and the captain of Valreks army, could not help a lingering feeling of worry.</div>
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Were Rafe and Adele truly safe from Lord Kyule's hate?</div>
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Adding to Finan's problems was the unsettling presence of Rafe's sister, Lady Esme. Used to keeping his distance from the woman of Valrek, Finan found that he could no longer escape as before.</div>
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As danger and treachery enveloped Valrek, Finan and Esme found themselves drawn together to fight the shadowy assailant that threatened the lives of those they loved.</div>
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What secrets would they unearth in their search for the enemy that taunted them?</div>
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Would they find that their stories were more closely linked than either of them ever knew?</div>
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Allow me please to answer these questions...</div>
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Lady Quill</div>
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Rafe watched as Adele pushed a wisp of hair back from her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. She was unaware of his eyes upon her, all her attention was on the robin that hopped about on the frozen earth, pecking at the crumbs she had scattered for it.<br />
She must be tired, she had to be. Eda was even now asleep, curled up in the shelter of a fallen log. It was Eda who had begged for rest, for food, but never once had Adele demanded anything, no word of complaint had passed her lips. Still he was uneasy.<br />
Adele and Eda had talk in a desultory manner, but there had been silence between himself and her for too long. At first he had not noticed, his head was too full of plans and worries for him to spare a thought for conversation. But for a long while he had been conscious of the deafening silence between them and had been made uncomfortable by it.<br />
That was strange in itself because he had been used to long marches from an early age and had never found the quiet awkward before. Certainly he had never voluntarily conversed with any lady not related to him. He was surprised to find that the hush had become oppressive and longed for her to say something, however inconsequential, to show him that she was not upset by his having ignored her for so long. Maybe he should talk to her, but he could think of nothing to say.<br />
The robin, encouraged by Adele’s stillness and enticed by the crumbs, bravely moved a little nearer. Adele smiled breaking another piece of rye bread and crumbling it between her fingers before dropping them to the floor. The robin fluttered away nervously and Adele laughed.<br />
“’Tis only crumbs, you silly thing.”<br />
The robin cocked its head to one side, regarding her speculatively from one beady eye before hopping a little nearer. He was so close that Rafe could see with incredible clarity the overlapping feathers on his bright red chest and he realised that he had never really looked at a robin before, not really looked.<br />
“He’s a handsome fellow, isn’t he?”<br />
Rafe was startled to hear Adele’s warm and friendly voice. He looked up to find her regarding him from wide, clear eyes.<br />
“Welcome back to the land of the living, you were gone a long time you know.” She was still smiling, there was no reproach in her words.<br />
“I was thinking,” answered Rafe apologetically. “Forgive me, I have not been very good company for you.”<br />
“You are worried,” shrugged Adele. “I only hope that you have found some solution to the problem that vexes you so. It is not pleasant to be always troubled.” She scattered a few more crumbs for the waiting robin. “You know, this little fellow reminds me of a passage in the Bible.” Adele smiled again. “When Jesus was teaching upon the Mount of Olives and he said to take a lesson from the lilies of the field because they neither toil nor spin but even Solomon in all his glory was not comparable to one of them.” Her serene eyes drifted up to meet his gaze. “’Tis true; for I have never yet seen a fabric that could equal this little robin redbreast.”<br />
Rafe stared hard into her softly unfocused eyes for some moments.<br />
“You are a very unusual girl.”<br />
The words slipped from his mouth before he could check them. Adele’s eyes met his and, for the first time in the short while he had known her, he saw that they were clouded with uncertainty.<br />
It had been meant as a compliment, in his own mind it had been a praising description, although it was true that he never meant to speak the words out loud. It seemed that although she might well be unusual, she did have one thing in common with the rest of her sex. That was the belief that in a woman, unusual was not an epithet to aspire to. She had taken the comment to be little better than a slight and was embarrassed, he could tell.<br />
It was with some surprise that he discovered that he would have given a great deal to unsay those words, or to come into possession of others that would assure her of his meaning. But he had none.<br />
He knew not how to converse with women, although there were many who would have refuted that statement. Rafe was held as a favourite with ladies, they thought him charming, attentively courteous and yet still retaining that elusive air of reckless danger.<br />
Rafe had never been easy in their company, it had rendered him silent. Strangely enough this silence had the effect of inspiring admiration in female hearts and these ladies believed that his lack of words had betrayed a great depth of emotion and sympathy.<br />
Gradually he had learnt to suffer the discomfort he felt in their presence stoically. He had never found their conversation particularly interesting, but then again he had not found it to be fraught with as many difficulties as conversation with Adele so often was. Indeed these ladies would have said, had they been asked, that it was possible to converse with Lord Rafe in complete openness.<br />
Rafe was innately polite and had always listened to their prattle in well concealed boredom, leaving them with the impression that he was a wonderfully sensitive man, with whom a lady could always enjoy a deep and meaningful conversation in which the souls of the principals had been poured out with unrestrained and frank honesty. The fact that Lord Rafe rarely said a word, but listened in silence while the Lady in question divested herself of her opinions on every subject under the sun, completely escaped them. This left said Lady with the impression that Rafe were something of a fountain of wisdom.<br />
Thankfully there had never been the need to say very much, for it had often been his reflection that ladies were quite capable of holding a conversation without the participation of a second party. In fact they seemed vaguely put out when one interrupted them half way through their monologue.<br />
It was different with Adele, she required active participation. To her conversation was to learn about others, not discussing, at length and in great detail, her own feelings and needs. He should have found the change refreshing, and in a way he did, but he found it alarming too.<br />
Adele would have been greatly surprised to know that he had any interest in her at all and her opinion of this last remark was not well defined. She was conscious of a sinking feeling of disappointment, tangled up with hurt and embarrassment.<br />
It had never occurred to Adele that she might be different to other girls, for she had thought that the whole point of her training at the fort was that she might conform to the idea of a proper wife. It came as something of a shock to find that this was not so and she knew a sudden and uncomfortable fear that perhaps she would not please Lord Rafe, that he too would be disappointed.<br />
“Are you thirsty, Lady Adele?”<br />
Rafe didn’t know what she was thinking, but he misliked the look of perturbed concentration on her face. She looked up at him, not having heard what he had said but knowing that he had addressed her. Her large, troubled eyes met his and he felt as if the breath were knocked from his body, suddenly he heard himself speaking.<br />
“I did not mean that!” He registered the meaning of his words and began to stammer. “That is… ‘tis not that I didn’t mean it, ‘tis just… I just…”<br />
He broke off, unsure if his tangled explanations were making it worse. He was relieved to find that the worry had faded from her eyes and that they were filled with the beginnings of mirth.<br />
“You are funny when you become nervous.”<br />
“I’m not nervous!” Rafe looked vaguely revolted by this description. “It is only that I did not mean it like that.” Again he looked sheepish. “All I meant was, that to be different… ’tis good... that is, Lord Rafe will be pleased.” He broke off abruptly again.<br />
“You do not think Lord Rafe will mind?” asked Adele blushing. “You think he will like it, Finn?”<br />
“I… yes.” Rafe cleared his throat and stood, looking in the direction in which they had come.<br />
The conversation was becoming a little too complicated, too difficult. He even had a vague suspicion that the discussion should not have been taking place.<br />
As he looked through the trees, his eyes keen and searching, worry entered his face. Adele saw it, saw his mind change track and begin on lines wholly different to those of a few moments before. He was gone again, lost to her as a companion. Though his form was still there standing across from her, his mind was somewhere else, somewhere along the trail that they had traversed, restless, questing, searching for answers, for something that she did not know.<br />
“Finn?”<br />
Rafe turned at the sound of her voice, it was low, gently probing and for a few seconds he said nothing as he tried to recover his wondering thoughts. She didn’t speak again, did not question him, but sat looking up, her eyes placid, waiting for him to say something. He had the feeling that she was not requesting confidences, but merely seeking reassurance, the comfort of companionship with another person.<br />
“You look tired.”<br />
“So do you,” she replied. “In truth I think you must be more weary than I, for ‘tis you who must bear the responsibility of our journey.” She stole a look up at him from beneath lowered lashes. “And I think you are plagued by much worry, more even than befits the gravity of our situation.”<br />
Rafe was taken back, few were the people who could read his thoughts with such a degree of perspicacity, and rare was the person who could hold their curiosity in check, questioning not from whence these other worries came. For some reason her understanding unsettled him.<br />
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The night was black as pitch, so dark that Finan could not make out anything in the room. He sat upright, wondering what could have woken him. He was by no means a light sleeper and during the evening’s festivities had indulged liberally in mead. It had not been enough to inebriate, but enough to relax him and give him an altogether more cheerful view of the world.<br />
So why was he sleepless now?<br />
Grinding a fist against his eye, it suddenly occurred to him that the room was too dark. The fire had gone out, leaving the air to take on the chill of the night. He shivered and grumbled irritably under his breath.<br />
He had managed to remove his tunic before falling in to bed, now with the woollen blanket and the furs covering the bed pooled at his waist, his skin was covered with gooseflesh. Vaguely he wondered if he could be bothered to relight the dead fire, or if it would be simpler to find another blanket. He was almost certain there was a spare at the foot of his bed.<br />
Yawning he flung back the covers, but his sleepiness made him clumsy and he cracked his knee against the table to one side of the bed. With an angry oath he lurched to rest against the wall, soothing his bruised appendage. He stood there for some considerable time, cursing with a fluency that would have alarmed Lady Ebba, if only she had heard him. He found a great many things to curse: the table, himself and whatever fool had thought to put the table there in the first place.<br />
Finally he straightened and sighed heavily. The flavour of smoke hung on the air and Finan frowned glancing to where his fire should have been burning merrily. There was enough of the scent of smoke to burn the back of his throat, yet no source for its abundance.<br />
The mists of sleep cleared sharply from his brain, replaced by an uncomfortable sensation that something somewhere was amiss. It was a feeling that he had learnt long ago not to ignore, a cold certainty that clawed in his stomach giving him no peace.<br />
Opening the door he stepped out into the hall beyond. The main house and great hall was used only during the day. One of the smaller secondary halls housed the bedchambers. It was a square structure with an apex roof, built with a secondary wall within a first and partitioned into private rooms. Finan had been given the first chamber on the left, as his duties called for him to be readily available for his men.<br />
The stench of smoke was stronger in the hall but the large fire toward the end of the room was nothing more than a few glowing embers. After a few moments investigation, Finan found the source of the smoke; it seeped under the door of Rafe’s bedchamber. Panic welled within him and he threw back the bedroom door.<br />
Smoke billowed out, causing him to recoil, with a shout for help he plunged into the room, almost blind with tears as the smoke laden air assaulted his eyes. He fought his way forward to the bottom of Rafe’s bed. He could just make out his friend’s form, unnaturally still beneath the covers, a twisted woollen blanket spreading flames over the furs.<br />
“Rafe!”<br />
Finan’s hoarse voice had no affect on the still form and he reached to pull the burning covers free from the bed. The walls on either side were aflame preventing Finan from stepping forward, and greedy flames licked at the frame of the bed. Finan made out Rafe’s heavy, fur lined cloak carelessly thrown over a nearby chair and used it to cover Rafe’s inert body.<br />
It would at least shield him from the flames long enough for Finan to get him out of the room. He sucked in a dry lungful of hot air that scorched his throat and wiped the sweat free of his eyes.<br />
There was no way past the flames that surrounded the bed, no way to reach Rafe but through the scorching heat. With sudden determination Finan plunged forwards, pain filling his mind as he felt the touch of fire on his hands and crawling along his forearms.<br />
This couldn’t happen again, he couldn’t lose another brother!<br />
Wrapping Rafe within the cloak, he hoisted him over his shoulder and staggered towards the door. The scorching burn against his shirtless skin was agonising but Rafe’s lax body in his arms frightened him more.<br />
Dimly he was aware of shouting as the rest of the house became aware that something was wrong. As soon as he made it into the hall, eager hands lifted Rafe away from him.<br />
“Don’t put him down in here.” Adele’s voice cut through the noise, her tone calm and confident. “Get him outside, he needs clean air, Finan too.”<br />
“I must help with the fire.”<br />
A firm grip fell on his shoulder and Finan grimaced shifting away from the touch. Esme released him immediately.<br />
“You have helped enough Finan, there are sufficient people to see the fire is put out.”<br />
Looking at the men staggering to and fro with buckets of water, he saw the truth of her statement. Worry for Rafe propelled him out into the cool night air.<br />
Too many was the time he had seen someone shut too long in a smoky room die.<br />
It didn’t seem to matter whether the flames had touched them or not, they fell into a sleep that no one could rouse them from.<br />
Adele directed the men to lay Rafe down some distance from the house. She was shrouded in a plain nightgown, without a cloak to offer her protection from the night air. She looked more childlike than ever with the voluminous white folds billowing about her and her hair plaited neatly down her back.<br />
Finan swayed, his vision blurring and nausea making his stomach roll.<br />
“Finan? What is it? What is wrong?” Lady Esme’s concerned face swam before his eyes and he shook his head attempting to bring her into focus.<br />
The nausea hit harder and Finan turned and vomited on to the grass. He’d never felt so weak before, his legs as unsteady as a newborn colt. Someone slid their arm around his waist, giving him much needed support as he discharged the rest of his evening meal on to the ground. His legs gave way and he dropped to his knees, despite the cold air his skin still seemed to burn.<br />
Esme watched his laboured breathing worriedly. His hands were fisted and pressed into the ground either side of his knees and his head was bent forward, eyes tightly closed. She could see the pain in the lines of his face and red burns stood out patchily against pale skin.<br />
Reaching forward she drew his head to rest against her shoulder, surprised that he didn’t pull away, but sagged tiredly against her. The new position gave a better view of his arms and hands.<br />
The blood drained from her face and she winced.<br />
Large blisters and red open wounds covered his skin from hand to elbow. Finan would bear a constant reminder of this night for the rest of his life.<br />
“Rafe?”<br />
Finan’s voice, rough and husky made her jump and she looked where Adele held Rafe’s limp form in her arms. Tears blinded her, closing her throat so she could hardly breathe.<br />
It didn’t seem possible that her energetic, vibrant brother could be lying so still and silent. Was it just a few hours ago that he had stood before them all with the tale of his adventures?<br />
Her gaze shifted to where her father clasped her sobbing mother tightly, a grey expression of horror drawing his features tight. Aisly stood to one side, immaculately elegant as ever, her long chestnut locks hanging around her slender frame, making her appear as some ethereal pagan goddess. There were tears standing in her eyes but Esme knew that Aisly would not let them fall. She clenched her hands into fists and stood stiff and defiant.<br />
Finan struggled upright on receiving no response and cast a worried look down into her face. Whatever he saw expressed upon her features caused him to pull away and drag himself to where Rafe lay pillowed in Adele’s embrace. Adele wasn’t crying but there was bleakness in her expression, pain in her eyes.<br />
“Is he…?”<br />
“Give him but a moment.”<br />
Adele’s soft voice was no more than a whisper and Finan felt that she was not exactly answering his question but reassuring herself. He gazed down at Rafe’s lifeless body and pale face. Bile rose in his throat as he recalled another white face and lax body laid out as if in sleep. His vision blurred between the two faces, both so dear to him.<br />
Once again it seemed as though he sat in Lord Brogan’s tent, a bloody battle field without and Evoric’s body laid within. His brother had looked so calm, so peaceful, as if he slept. Finan had felt that he had only to reach out and touch his shoulder and Evoric would rise from his slumber.<br />
He couldn’t recall how long he’d sat by his brother’s still form. It hadn’t seemed possible that Evoric was truly dead, Finan’s mind had recoiled from the idea, yet deep down he had known it to be the truth. It was why he could not bring himself to touch Evoric’s body and find it cold and lifeless.<br />
In the end he had sat beside his brother through the night, and when the soldiers came to bury him the next morning, Finan had exchanged his own dagger with Evoric’s. At least they would always have something of each other that way.<br />
“Rafe?”<br />
Finan jumped at Adele’s soft voice, she was stroking Rafe’s cheek with gentle fingers. “You must wake up now, you have to try, can you not do that for me?”<br />
Her voice trembled with the effort it took to hold back her tears, but still Rafe made no move. She bent her head to touch her lips to his brow.<br />
“I know how strong you are, your heart still beats with the might of a warrior.”<br />
Adele shifted to set a lingering kiss against Rafe’s mouth. Her next plea was so softly spoken Finan doubted anyone but he heard it.<br />
“Pease, Rafe, you cannot leave me all alone.”</div>
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Hi everyone! My name is Dee Dee, I’m twenty six and I live in a beautiful part of Devon, England with my family. I have a younger sister, Amy who is a brilliant guitar player, some chickens, duck, geese, pheasants, a cat (that adopted us when we moved in!!!) and some Koi.</div>
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<br />RM Alexanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05006439233299608266noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854638846763391200.post-72069309232459831322014-08-19T06:18:00.007-07:002014-08-19T06:18:44.171-07:00Interview with Natalie-Nicole Bates Here's a chance to get to know Natalie-Nicole a little bit better:<br />
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<b>1. What inspired you to write your first book? </b><br />
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That would be Change of Address. I had an idea for two people previously unknown to each other, discover that the house they thought they inherited is actually in dispute. There are two wills, signed by two different attorneys on the same date. I’d never seen anything like that before.<br />
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<b>2. Do you listen to music or watch TV when you write? </b><br />
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The television is usually on in the background, but I don’t really pay attention to it. Sometimes I use the iPod, but I often find it distracting.<br />
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<b>3. How did you decide on the titles of your books?</b><br />
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I don’t think I have a clear answer to that. I’ve just been lucky to have the titles come to me as I’m writing the story.<br />
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<b>4. If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor? </b><br />
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I don’t really have what I’d call a ‘mentor’. I have three authors I love and admire (unfortunately all are deceased now). Jacqueline Susann—a few years ago, someone gave me a copy of Valley of the Dolls as a gift. I was absolutely blown away by it! Although it was written in the 1960’s, the writing is transcendent. Dominick Dunne—the male equivalent of Jacqueline Susann. He managed to squeeze about six lives into one. A truly amazing human being. Sidney Sheldon—Master of the Game, one of my hands down favorite books. <br />
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<b>5. Which stage of the writing/editing process is the most challenging for you? </b><br />
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The start. I always find writing those first few pages the most challenging. Once I get that done, I roll.<br />
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I was born in Russia, but now live in the United Kingdom. I just received my degree in Mortuary Science this past spring. It’s strange because I can’t actually practice—I’m allergic to almost all of the chemicals involved. It actually put me in the hospital! I’m interested now in cemetery preservation. I write both contemporary and paranormal romance, and have been published since late 2011.<br />
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<b>7. If you could sit down and chat with just one of your characters, which one would it be and what would you ask them?</b><br />
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I love, love, love, Daniel Tremont from SEE ME. He’ll also be the hero in my upcoming paranormal novella SAVE ME (Believe Again). It’s a sort of retelling of SEE ME, but more of a funked up fairy tale. He’s one of the characters who latched on to me and refuses to let go. I would just love to hear him speak about his never ending life.<br />
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<b>8. Do you have any advice for other writers out there? </b><br />
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Always seek out a comprehensive writing course to learn the correct process for writing a book. I can’t tell you how many promising writers fall down on things such as point of view.<br />
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<b>9. Who have been your biggest cheerleaders during your writing process? Who are the ones you have to share your news with, about your books, immediately? </b><br />
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My husband. I have a few close writing friends I share with, but always my husband.RM Alexanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05006439233299608266noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854638846763391200.post-72811577687625702342014-08-18T11:31:00.001-07:002014-08-19T05:26:04.278-07:00Blog Tour Stop Cover Reveal <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpJ_rYSCkuo/U-0jQOPff5I/AAAAAAAAAng/z7-iMiAEB14/s1600/MGR%2BTour%2BBanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpJ_rYSCkuo/U-0jQOPff5I/AAAAAAAAAng/z7-iMiAEB14/s320/MGR%2BTour%2BBanner.jpg" width="90%" /></a></div><br /><br />
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<b>What are you working on now? </b><br /><br />
I’m currently writing two projects at once. I've never done this before, and I can’t decide if I love it or hate it. I’m writing a Christmas Novella entitled Almost Perfect Christmas, the story of man who enlists the help of a woman in giving his daughter a perfect Christmas. Unbeknownst to him, his little girl has every intention of playing an angelic matchmaker. The other project is the first book of a 3-book series called Following His Heart, the story of a man who is eerily drawn to a woman, and after they fall in love, they discover what brought them together, and it just might tear them apart. Yes, the description is vague, but that’s just the way it has to be for now. I’m chuckling as I type this. Both books are contemporary romance novels and are due out this fall.<br /><br />
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<b>What are you reading now or what do you have in your TBR pile? </b><br /><br />
I just finished <i>Learning to Swim</i> by Sara Henry. I’m currently reading <i>Love Me Tender</i> by Mimi Barbour. On my TBR pile you’ll find <i>A Reluctant Hero</i> by Jackie Weger, <i>Creatus </i>by Carmen DeSousa, <i>The Neighbor</i> by Dean Koontz, <i>Three Junes</i> by Julia Glass, <i>One Way or Another</i> by Elaine Raco Chase…should I go on?<br /><br />
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<b>What flavor is your writing style?</b><br /><br />
I always tell people I write cotton candy for the mind. Think back to when you were a kid and you took a bite of that delectable confection. What did you do? You smiled. That’s what I’m going for in my romance novels.<br /><br />
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<b>Was writing always the first thing you wanted to do in life?</b><br /><br />
No, I wanted to be a teacher, but then I met and fell in love with my husband. We married and began raising a family. It wasn't until my children started school that I started writing.<br /><br />
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<b>While you were writing, did you ever feel as if you were one of the characters? </b><br /><br />
I believe there’s a lot of me in my protagonists. I write about women who are strong, yet vulnerable. My main characters and my secondary characters have flaws and make mistakes (don’t we all?), but then most of them do all they can to learn, grow and become better people.<br /><br />
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<b>Do you have any advice for other writers?</b><br /><br />
One piece of advice I often give to writers is to READ. Don’t just read in the genre in which you write. Read everything. And then figure out what you liked and what you didn't…and then think about why. Reading and analyzing the writing of talented people can help you perfect your own skills.<br /><br />
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<b>Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers? </b><br /><br />
I bow down to readers! I am so appreciative that they spend their hard-earned money on my books and then take the time to read my stories. I am so blessed to have a job I love, and I wouldn't have this job if there weren't readers who love romance novels.<br /><br />
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<b>What inspired you to write your first book? </b><br /><br />
I came to writing through my love of reading. I spent many a Saturday as a kid in the local library. I loved books, but I never imagined I would ever write one. My husband gets the credit for my becoming a writer. When my children started school and I decided to find a part-time job, he looked around at the piles of romance novels in our home and said, “You've read a lot of those. Why don’t you try writing one?” So, you see. It’s all his fault.<br /><br />
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<b>If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book? </b><br /><br />
Not my latest book, but one of my titles—Where’s Stanley?—features an ending that I didn't come up with. I handed in the completed manuscript, and my editor suggested a different ending. I wasn't happy, but I did as she asked. Personally, I think the book suffered for it, but readers seem to enjoy it.<br /><br />
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<b>What books have most influenced your life most? </b><br /><br />
Old Yeller, Sounder, The Bell Jar, To Kill a Mockingbird…how can people read these books and not be influenced? There are so many titles that inspired me and moved me, molded and shaped me, there isn't time to name them all. The characters in these wonderful books help young readers to decide what kind of individual they want to be.<br /><br />
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<b>Do you ever experience writer's block? </b><br /><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">After a devastating accident, Barret Atkins has accepted a quiet, solitary existence. His life is turned upside down, when he finds the badly injured Kansas Smith, left for dead in a case of mistaken identity. As Kansas begins to recover, Barret must face some deep scars of his own. When the couple begin to fall for each other, their lives spin into a revival of past hurts, jealousies, and betrayals, causing Barret to put a halt to their budding relationship.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Natalie-Nicole Bates is a book reviewer and author. </span></h4>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Her passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian and Edwardian era photography and antique poison bottles. Natalie contributes her uncharacteristic love of hockey to being born in Russia.</span></h4>
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writing a book with a character in a coma for a long time. I didn’t really know
what that would entail or what the book would even be about beyond that. When
the introduction to the book came to me one day, I was inspired to write it
down. After that, I had to know what happened. There was no stopping it after
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I used to but now, I like peace and quiet. I think it’s
largely because all day everyday is total chaos with my two young girls. I
write when they are napping and it’s the only “quiet” I get all day. Plus I can
hear music and other noise through their monitors so any more noise is just
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me. I took suggestions from family members for weeks. I wanted to call it
something like “Blood is Thicker than Water” or something equally strange that
really didn’t make sense for what it was. All of my other books, however, I
have had the title in mind before I’ve started writing it. Usually if I don’t
have the title up front, it’s hard to come up with it later.</div>
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Oo, good question! I have to pick just one? Richard Paul
Evans is one of my favorites and I feel like his writing has inspired me
plenty. I don’t feel like my style is like his, but if I could be like another
writer, I certainly wouldn’t mind being compared to him!</div>
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Editing!!! I don’t particularly like reading my own stuff…at
least not with a fine toothcomb. I read what I meant and not what I said and
it’s hard for me to be hyper critical about what I put out there. Editing it
tedious and strenuous and so un-fun compared to the writing portion!!</div>
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First and foremost, I’m the mother of two young girls, ages
5 and 18 months. I spend all day every day with them other than “nap” time. My
youngest still naps, but the oldest does not. I’ve been strict about a quiet
time for her and it’s been my saving grace. Without it, I would never have time
to write a word! In my former life, I was a radio announcer/producer/script
writer. It was a fun career in many ways, but I prefer what I’m doing now.
Someday, I hope to make writing a more full time thing once my girls are in
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I’d love to chat with several of them, actually. Jordan from
“Someone Always Loved You” is so peaceful and such a selfless soul. I think I
could learn a lot from her. Kate Covington in my upcoming novella “Wrong Place,
Right Time” has a lot in common with me in her former career as a TV traffic
reporter. Though she was in it longer than my 5 months…</div>
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Don’t give up. “Making it” in the industry is a struggle. IF
you want to get published, you might feel like finding the right avenue is like
finding a needle in a haystack. Let me tell you, if you don’t look for that
needle, you’ll NEVER find it! It’s in there! Dig deep enough and you’ll run
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everything I’ve written and she always has positive things to say and encourage
me with. My friend Andrea, a fellow writer with a book coming out in October
(The 20<sup>th</sup> Christmas, check it out!) is very like-minded about
writing. She’s very encouraging and I know she really GETS it, so it’s always
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<span style="font-family: GaramondNo4T;">Brooke Williams is an award-winning author and
freelance writer. She began her career in radio, both on the air and behind the
scenes. She did a brief stint in TV news and then took on her most challenging
job as a stay at home mom. During the few quiet hours in her day, Brooke writes
articles for a number of clients as well as fiction creations such as “Someone
Always Loved You.” Brooke has also written “Beyond the Bars,” a thriller, “God
in the Kitchen,” a Christian novel, and “Taxi Delivery,” a Christian Romance.
Brooke looks forward to the December 9<sup>th</sup> release of “Wrong Place,
Right Time,” a romantic comedy and the February 2015 release of “Accept this
Dandelion” inspired by the Bachelor TV show. Brooke has been married to her
husband Sean since 2002 and has two daughters, Kaelyn and Sadie. </span></div>
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Someone Always Loved You</h2>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> The bright yellow taxi nearly took the
curve on two wheels. She told the driver
that getting there fast was a matter of life or death. She just didn’t want to lose her own life in
the process. She thought longingly of
her car, up on blocks at the mechanics where it had been stationed for nearly a
week. Glancing out the window and seeing
another curve coming, she cursed herself for not maintaining her vehicle
properly. Bracing herself for the turn,
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<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> “This
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moments ago…his condition is critical.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> “We
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> She clenched her eyes shut as she
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> The taxi had to get her there. She needed to tell him before it was too
late. Even if he didn’t live, he had to
know before he died. Even if he couldn’t
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> As she thought about the exact words
she would use, the taxi jolted to a stop across from the towering emergency
building. She glanced at its massive
presence with a sense of dread. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">She threw
bills at the driver, not waiting for change.
After the fancy curve work, the driver deserved every extra penny. In her rush, she didn’t bother to look both
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> It was his first day on the job. He had studied the maps for days at a time
and he knew the city streets better than the back of his hand. He knew the fastest routes at every time of
day. His first passenger would not die
on his clock. Not a chance. With the siren blaring, he drove swiftly, but
gently, so the emergency medical technician in the back could work without
disruption.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> “She’s losing a lot of blood, Jay,”
the EMT shouted. “We gotta get there
fast, man!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> “Not a problem,” Jay replied. “I called ahead. They have her blood type ready. Plus we’re already there.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> Jay only glanced back for a
moment. He just wanted to see the look
on the seasoned EMT’s face as the man realized he’d just taken the quickest
ambulance ride of his career right through the city during rush hour. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The woman
darted out of nowhere. In his glory, Jay
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second too long. As his eyes fastened
back on the road ahead, the ambulance pulled under the emergency room over hang,
and he caught the worry in her eyes an instant before the impact. The sickening sound jolted him backward into
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Someone Always Loved You </h2>
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women off. Finding someone to share his life? Not so easy. Now he’s learned
that there’s a problem with the Doncaster accounts in the Midwest office. All
the grants he promised are in jeopardy, and he’s off to Kansas (of all places!)
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R.M. Alexander<br />Veil of Secrecy and The Right One<br />Double Tour<br />Release date July 29th<br />UF/Thriller<br />&<br />Contemporary Romance</h3>
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Blurb for Veil of Secrecy (Shadows, #1)</h2>
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Rachel Brackett arrives in Sullivan, Montana with simple goals: relocate, settle an estate, and manage her own antique store. Her parents and friends back home called it running away. That’s just fine with her.<br />
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Rachel’s curiosity leads her into the forest, and she finds creatures who know more about her ominous heritage than she does. The creatures only exist in nightmares – grotesque mutants and shapeshifters. They seek vengeance for hideous crimes in genetic engineering, and Rachel is the prime target for retribution. While Rachel searches for the truth behind the family she never knew, a bounty hunter stalks her every move. Only Leonardo, a figure shrouded in the shadows, offers protection. A were lion with the perfect blend of human and feline features. Terrifying. Impossible. Alluring.<br />
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When Rachel’s home is ripped apart and a friend attacked, it’s clear there is no safe haven. She is no longer running from her past, but trying to survive to make it to her future.<br />
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Excerpt from Veil of Secrecy:</h3>
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“My name is Leonardo. Please, do not come any closer.” The voice changed locations without stirring a single branch or crackling a single dried leaf.<br />
Rachel turned, scanning her surroundings. “Why won’t you let me see you?”<br />
"Do you need to see to know you are safe? Is it not enough that you are well after hours of unconsciousness? Surely, if I intended to harm you, I would have done so already.” Without menace, the voice changed locations again, now almost directly behind her.<br />
Rachel turned, scrutinizing the fading shadows for an outline, a hand or foot, anything to provide a hint of identity. “Yes, but then, how can I thank you for saving my life?”<br />
“There is no thanks needed, but you have just done so without seeing me at all.”<br />
Rachel glanced to the trees, noticing for the first time the tanagers and morning jays no longer sang. Only stark silence, a forest frozen with anticipation. Rubbing her arms, she dropped her gaze. Why does it feel so hard to breathe?<br />
“You should leave now. There is nothing to fear in the sun – the Others hunt only at night.”<br />
“The Others?” She slowly rotated, waiting for an answer or a clue, wondering if she was speaking to a ghost. She almost smiled at the absurdity of the thought.<br />
“Go south, following the slope. The thickness breaks in a couple miles. When it does, go east along the stream. You’ll come across a marked path which will lead you home.”<br />
Rachel’s stomach swelled into her chest. “How do you know where I live?” Watching her, following her, made him a stalker. A threat.<br />
A charged lull passed. “Do not come into these forests at night. They are not safe. And I can not guarantee your safety.”<br />
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Big dreams take strength and determination.<br />
Cami Lockhart’s dream is on the verge of becoming a reality. Lockhart Sanctuary, a refuge for abused and confiscated cats, is what Cami has worked for her entire life. But a dream that big requires a daily commitment. Cami yearns for someone to share the dream with, and knows everyone in town thinks Alex is the perfect man for the job. There’s one problem. She wants fireworks with every kiss, not just a friendship with a hint of something more.<br />
Sometimes what you wish for is closer than you think.<br />
Alex Reynolds shares Cami’s passion for the sanctuary, and at her head ranchhand, spends every day helping her dream come true. He longs to tell Cami she’s held his heart since childhood, but losing a lifetime of friendship is a big risk to take. Being by Cami’s side at the sanctuary is better than letting go, but Alex knows someday he’ll want more.<br />
Risk losing everything or fight for the dreams to come true.<br />
The sanctuary is put in jeopardy when ignored threats take a painful turn. Cami and Alex must each chose to stand and fight, or lose everything they dream of.<br />
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Excerpt The Right One</h3>
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“Hey Alex! Which way are we going with this?” Mason, the youngest of the crew at only twenty-four, interrupted the tirade of thoughts, the final roll of fencing forcing a heavy lean.<br />
He pointed westward. “Head out that way first, then we’ll wrap back around.”<br />
“What’s the story between you and Ms. Lockhart?”<br />
“There is no story. We’ve been friends nearly our entire lives.”<br />
“You’re lucky man. She’s sure something to look at.”<br />
Alex’s nerves pricked. “And your boss. Remember respect.”<br />
Mason grimaced as he concentrated harder than needed at the fencing. “Sorry. Didn’t mean nothing.”<br />
“Maybe not, but keep that kind of talk for some place else, not here.”<br />
“Sorry,” Mason repeated and then fell silent.<br />
Alex sighed. Time to start dating again. Cami wasn’t the right one, despite how he felt about her. If she was, she’d be his. Playing the field would help him find the one, whoever she was. Then he could settle down, start a family.<br />
And there was nothing wrong with always being there for a friend.<br />
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Bio:</h3>
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RM Alexander is an author of Sweet / Clean Romances that are sometimes contemporary, sometimes paranormal or suspense, but are always ruled by the heart of true romance.<br />
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With characters who look for love in wrong places and are victims of the worse kind of betrayals while fighting for what they want and believe in, RM's novels promise a good read with unexpected twists and turns.<br />
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When she's not writing, RM is spending time with her husband and two small children in Michigan. She loves to travel, especially to Walt Disney World, and can often be found on Twitter or Facebook chatting with other authors and fans.<br />
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TEN THINGS ABOUT ME:</h3>
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1. No coffee for me, thanks. But I love orange juice, and drink a gallon or more a week.<br />
2. My favorite place to vacation is Walt Disney World<br />
3. I was a travel agent in another life.<br />
4. I love chocolate, and my favorite is Ghiradelli dark with caramel.<br />
5. I’m eclectic in the music I listen to, anything from inspirational to instrumental to country and rock.<br />
6. My favorite book is 11/22/63 by Stephen King, but I also love Danielle Steel, Nora Roberts, James Patterson and Nicholas Sparks.<br />
7. My favorite movie is Pride and Prejudice. I watch it once a month or more.<br />
8. I listen to music when I write, watch TV while I edit.<br />
9. I’ve lived in three states: Illinois, Wisconsin and Michigan.<br />
10. I’ve always wanted to open a tiger sanctuary. The need is great, with too little help.<br />
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Veil of Secrecy:</h4>
Amazon: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Veil-Secrecy-Shadows-Book-1-ebook/dp/B00M6KS84M">http://www.amazon.com/Veil-Secrecy-Shadows-Book-1-ebook/dp/B00M6KS84M</a><br />
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The Right One:</h4>
Amazon: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Right-One-RM-Alexander-ebook/dp/B00M7PSRV0">http://www.amazon.com/Right-One-RM-Alexander-ebook/dp/B00M7PSRV0</a><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The Well House </div><div style="text-align: center;">A Man's Incredible Journey To Save His Pregnant Wife From The Ultimate Evil.</div><div style="text-align: center;">By <a href="http://www.msmatassa.com/" target="_blank">M.S. Matassa </a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Blog Tour From July 28th to August 1st </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hosted By <a href="http://www.ashleysaddictivebookpromotions.com/index.html" target="_blank">Ashley's Addictive Book Promotions</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Vtr3XqDPSUTqTTEhEVR_vRiEb_D0nE88HbBgrXHSEx2jGX3kWSQ_5Qe5zmKSd8LL84QPwSxbigufLVBil6hPriz4nebQqXFDjBJYt_tZMIGdFUaZ7Ad6ZvVAC-QrzuCH_a1FeK7MkDuh/s1600/book+discrption.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Vtr3XqDPSUTqTTEhEVR_vRiEb_D0nE88HbBgrXHSEx2jGX3kWSQ_5Qe5zmKSd8LL84QPwSxbigufLVBil6hPriz4nebQqXFDjBJYt_tZMIGdFUaZ7Ad6ZvVAC-QrzuCH_a1FeK7MkDuh/s1600/book+discrption.png" height="334" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The dream is back and Ben Carson is terrified. His pregnant wife, Anne, is locked in a coma and Ben is the only person who can save her, but he has no idea how to accomplish this. His dreams contain clues, but they make no sense. Ben can’t figure what a small white well house and black flying creatures have to do with Anne.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9gbgAaQ4SpNqADLKWb_BOUY0Q8q2WlmW5yxTP0KI0EHb0DFUbwf0Dgb85luTvgP1f3lgAI2kLPCLCCFPTpdxHDLyTYMVkoWsxJA2X2pFwdL0sx47SUHjzV1Jm-nH8vnrXCsTvfJUDMLL-/s1600/the+well+house+ms+matassa+book+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9gbgAaQ4SpNqADLKWb_BOUY0Q8q2WlmW5yxTP0KI0EHb0DFUbwf0Dgb85luTvgP1f3lgAI2kLPCLCCFPTpdxHDLyTYMVkoWsxJA2X2pFwdL0sx47SUHjzV1Jm-nH8vnrXCsTvfJUDMLL-/s1600/the+well+house+ms+matassa+book+cover.jpg" height="400" width="247" /></a><br /><br />
Then he meets a mysterious woman named Thelma Grippe. What he learns from Thelma shakes him to the core, but gives him the knowledge to free Anne from the force keeping her in the coma. Once he locates the <br /><br />
well house, Ben finds a passage to another dimension, where he searches for Anne. After a long, arduous journey, Ben faces the ultimate evil that holds Anne captive.<br /><br />
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The Well House is an exciting, unique and thoughtful story of a man’s fight against unbelievable odds to save his wife. Part drama, part fantasy and part parable, The Well House is a multi-layered tale that takes readers on an amazing journey from the mountains above Boulder Colorado to the depths of the dark zone.<br /><br />
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<div><br /></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>What<br />
would you like to tell everyone about you that they wouldn't already know from<br />
reading your books?</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>I am an attorney, municipal court judge and now<br />
an author. I am 68 years old and live in Arvada Colorado. I was married for 42<br />
years and my wife is deceased.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I<br />
have 5 children and 7 grandchildren. I graduated from Regis College in<br />
Denver and obtained my law degree from the University of Colorado in<br />
Boulder. I coached youth club soccer for<br />
15 years and am a Denver Broncos fan</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">What<br />
inspired you to write your first book?</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><i><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;">I always wanted to write a novel but never had the time when I was<br />
working and raising a family. </span><span style="background: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I first saw the real<br />
well house in 1994 on Hwy 85 south of Brighton Colorado and I had this idea<br />
that it would be interesting if I went inside</span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> the<br />
well house</span><span style="background: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> and it was a huge room even though it was a<br />
6x5 structure on the outside. The story developed over the years in my<br />
mind and on paper into what it is today. It didn't take 20 years to write<span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif";"> </span></span></span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">but the story sat around for a long time. I finally</span><span style="background: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> got more serious in the last few years and decided to<br />
finish it. This is really a personal story with many elements from my<br />
life interspersed throughout; so I was rather apprehensive about letting the<br />
world see what I had written. I decided that 2014 was the right time for me to<br />
publish the book.</span></span></i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Do<br />
you have a specific writing style?</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>My writing style is straightforward and descriptive. I develop the<br />
story in my mind over several months and then write the book like I am watching<br />
a movie. When I start a chapter I have a general idea what I want to write but<br />
at least 50% of what makes it to the page happens as I write. I always say that<br />
the story writes itself. I make a brief outline of what each chapter will deal<br />
with after I develop the story in my mind. Then I just start writing and see<br />
where the story goes. I generally know where I want the story to end up but how<br />
I get there is always a surprise. I like<br />
to write mostly short chapters of 4 to 6 pages, so readers have a place to<br />
easily break. That's the way I like to read. And I also want to make sure the<br />
story has a satisfying ending. My stories are a mix of reality and fantasy,<br />
which overlap each other to keep the reader guessing.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>How<br />
did you come up with the title?</b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">The main focus of the book is the well house. It is a portal to<br />
another dimension. The well house actually exists on Highway 85 in Adams County<br />
Colorado. It is a small structure that houses a water pump that pumps the well<br />
water to the fields next to it. I never<br />
considered any other name because the name is mysterious and the well house is<br />
the central character in the book. I visited the well house and the neighboring<br />
cemetery a month ago to scout the location as I prepared to start the sequels.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>What<br />
do you want your readers to get out of your novels?</b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">My main aim is to give the readers an interesting story that will<br />
keep their attention until the end. At the end of the book, I want the reader<br />
to feel he/she experienced an interesting story with a satisfying ending. If<br />
this is the case, then I feel my writing was successful.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">However, all my books have multiple themes that can further<br />
enhance the reader's enjoyment. I come from a religious/spiritual background,<br />
so I intersperse elements of spirituality in my stories along with multiple<br />
themes. I want the reader to have<br />
whatever experience they personally get out of the book whether it is the basic<br />
story or whether they can follow one of the other themes. In "The Well<br />
House", I there are at least 5 themes that people who have read the book<br />
have discovered.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">Is<br />
the book mostly fantasy or do you think these situations could actually happen?</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>This<br />
book takes place in the mountains above Boulder, Colorado, in the cities of<br />
Boulder, Denver, and Wheat Ridge and on highway 85 in Adams county Colorado.<br />
All of the locations referred to in the book are real locations. The rest of the book takes place in another<br />
dimension called the dream world and the dark zone. <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>Everything<br />
that happens in the real world can definitely happen. Much of what happens in<br />
the other dimension is a parable of the struggles that people encounter in<br />
their real, daily lives. The events that<br />
occur in the other dimension are a fantasy I created but what happens<br />
represents real issues that people can encounter. This story is a unique look<br />
at the age-old conflict between good and evil. So looking at this book as a<br />
parable of the conflict of good versus evil, yes, much of it can really happen.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Are<br />
the experiences fact based or from your imagination?</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>Many of the experiences in the book are actual events that<br />
happened to me. This book was a catharsis for me to be able to address many<br />
issues that had troubled me through my life. It was a great experience to be<br />
able to write about things that had bothered me for years. When I go to book<br />
club discussions/signings, I am asked questions about different aspects of the<br />
book and I enjoy letting people know how and why I wrote what I did. It is<br />
liberating.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> </span><b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Which<br />
other authors do you feel have had the most influences on you as both a reader<br />
and a writer?</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">Stephen King, Michael<br />
Crichton and Dan Brown </span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">What<br />
book are you reading now?</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">Dr.<br />
Sleep by Stephen King</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">What<br />
are your current projects?</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">I am writing two sequels to<br />
"The Well House". The first<br />
sequel takes place about 7 years after the end of "The Well<br />
House". It will be the middle book<br />
of a trilogy and is tentatively named "The Well House, Book 2: Jack's<br />
Revenge". It will not end well for<br />
the Carson family. I will write the<br />
third book immediately after the second book and it is tentatively named "The Well House, Book 3: Taylor's<br />
Redemption". <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;"> If you like the<br />
first book, you will definitely like the next two. The second book is meaner<br />
and more sinister. The last book will try to put the family back together. I am<br />
hoping that the three books taken together will provide quite a ride for the<br />
readers. After I finish the trilogy, I have a ghost story in mind. Also I have<br />
several short stories that I may publish. </span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b> Do<br />
you see writing as a career?</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">At this point I have had a<br />
career as an attorney and a municipal court judge. I would love to write full time but I don't<br />
see that I could make enough income from writing, so I will probably continue<br />
to work in the legal field and see how the writing develops. I'm definitely not<br />
ready to retire and intend to write more novels.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Who<br />
designed the cover?</b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">I published my book through<br />
Outskirts Press and hired a cover artist through them. His name is Lewis Agrell<br />
and he is a very imaginative and talented cover designer. I gave him my ideas<br />
and a synopsis of the book and he<br />
created a cover that perfectly represents the themes in the book and everyone<br />
seems to love it.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Do<br />
you have any advice for other writers?</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">If you have a story you<br />
believe in, then follow your gut feeling and start writing. Then re-read and<br />
re-edit until you are satisfied with your product. Then have a professional<br />
editor edit the book. I have 8 versions<br />
of "The Well House", probably because I was an inexperienced writer.<br />
Then I hired a professional editor to clean up my writing. Also I suggest that<br />
any writer who is not an English major read books on how to write fiction:<br />
beginnings, middles, ends and first 50 pages. Then read novels in your<br />
genre. You really need to learn the<br />
craft of writing in addition to having an imaginative mind before you dare try<br />
to publish a book. But if you really want to publish a novel don't give up.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">Which<br />
comes first? The character's story, or, the idea for the novel?</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">I generally come up with the<br />
idea for the novel, then develop a general plot, then add characters to the<br />
story. Once I have a good idea of the story in my head, I turn the characters<br />
loose on the page and let them go where the story leads them. I am always<br />
surprised at what they do</span></i>.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Have<br />
you done any promotional tours for your books?</b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <span style="color: red;"><i> </i></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>I have attended several book<br />
club discussions and book signings. It was a great experience for me to talk<br />
with a room full of people who had read my book. I have received great feedback<br />
and am amazed at how different people read the same story but focus in on<br />
different aspects of the story. It also helps me know what the readers liked in<br />
the book, which will help me in writing the sequels. I also have a Blog tour<br />
set up and an Internet radio interview.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">When<br />
did you first consider yourself a writer?</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">I considered myself an<br />
author when I first held the paperback version of the book in my hands and read<br />
the words on the book's pages that I had only seen in manuscript form. That was<br />
an amazing feeling. Now I need to work on the craft of writing so that I can be<br />
an accomplished writer. That part may never happen but I'm definitely going to<br />
try to keep improving my writing.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">Do<br />
you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <span style="color: red;"><i> </i></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="color: red;"><i>Thank you to everyone who<br />
has gotten and read the book. I truly appreciate my readers because without<br />
their support, my stories would only exist in my head. Readers let me share my stories with the<br />
world.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Is<br />
there anything else that you would like to add?</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> <i><span style="color: red;"> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;">I invite you to take a<br />
journey through the well house if you dare. Enjoy the ride.</span></i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidqXbcn9FzVJu_6fYlrfbiSQMD2mPL2iox4pp9CwaKBrhcq3OpiZhTBma0JdIjyXlehvDVPwUAcND4jKu0bViiL0ALHuY-fwKzu92VPzuIs649b_XgU9A3G9Nwd4s-IrK6AFLZicLn24EA/s1600/BOOK+EXCERPT.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidqXbcn9FzVJu_6fYlrfbiSQMD2mPL2iox4pp9CwaKBrhcq3OpiZhTBma0JdIjyXlehvDVPwUAcND4jKu0bViiL0ALHuY-fwKzu92VPzuIs649b_XgU9A3G9Nwd4s-IrK6AFLZicLn24EA/s1600/BOOK+EXCERPT.png" height="344" width="640" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11pt;"><i><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> </span><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Courier New;"> </span><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> </span></i></span><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">From<br />
above, Taylor heard a shrill scream and he opened his eyes again. Circling over<br />
the house were several black shapes that made Taylor freeze with fear. He<br />
stayed still on the lounge chair, pretending to be asleep.</span><span style="line-height: 200%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 200%;">Taylor heard footsteps on the deck and looked<br />
out of the corner of his eye in the direction of the sound. One of the black<br />
creatures had landed about five feet from the lounge chair and walked slowly<br />
toward him. Taylor continued to lie still, not daring to move. The creature<br />
hopped up on the frame of the chair and opened its mouth. Taylor smelled a<br />
sulfurous stench, making his stomach turn.</span></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> As<br />
the creature inched forward, Taylor could no longer keep still. He bolted from<br />
the lounge chair, yelling as loudly as he could, "Get the hell out of here.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
black creature jumped off the lounge chair and began circling to Taylor's left.<br />
The creature was the size of a large raven, covered with feathers and scales.<br />
Its beak gaped open in a hideous smile; its eyes glowed with a pale red cast.<br />
The wings were held out slightly from the body, as if the creature was trying<br />
to cool itself. Taylor moved back a step and noticed he was surrounded by seven<br />
of these hideous things. They formed a tight circle around him. He was trapped.<br />
Taylor stomped his feet in hopes that the creatures would take off, but they<br />
stood their ground. Taylor kicked the closest creature, sending it flying<br />
across the deck into the wall of the house, where it landed with a sickening<br />
thud. It appeared to be unconscious, but in a few seconds the scaly creature<br />
regained its senses and walked back to its original place in the circle. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "What<br />
do you want?" Taylor yelled.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
creatures started to shriek, causing Taylor to cover his ears. The pain was<br />
excruciating and Taylor fell to his knees. Immediately the sound stopped.<br />
Taylor saw that the creatures were changing shape. Their legs and torsos<br />
elongated; their bodies took human form. Taylor stood frozen with fear. The<br />
creature in front of him was now six feet tall and looked like a muscular soldier<br />
covered with black scaly armor. A raven’s head was perched on top of the human<br />
body; a red lizard-like tongue darted in and out of the large black beak. Human<br />
arms and hands covered with black scales extended out from under the large<br />
wings. Taylor felt strong hands grab him from behind and bind his arms to his<br />
sides. He struggled, but was unable to move. <br />
The largest creature approached and stopped within a few inches of<br />
Taylor's face. Taylor looked into the eyes and could see flames flickering deep<br />
in the sockets. The creature opened its mouth as if to speak, then breathed<br />
into Taylor's face. A sick feeling rose in his stomach from the acidic stench.<br />
His legs gave way, but strong hands held him upright.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Are<br />
you scared, boy?" the creature asked sarcastically.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Taylor<br />
couldn't speak.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Answer<br />
me, you piece of crap."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Taylor<br />
raised his head and whispered, "I'm not scared."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Can't<br />
hear you, boy!” the creature said.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "I'm<br />
not scared,” Taylor yelled.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Well,<br />
you should be, boy, cause we're going to hurt you real bad. And then when your<br />
father comes home we're going to have a barbecue. The main course will be<br />
roasted Ben Carson. I bet you didn't think you were going to have Dad for lunch<br />
today, did you, boy?"<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Who<br />
are you?" Taylor asked.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Just<br />
a bunch of guys out for a little fun. Oh, by the way, your momma's dead, and so<br />
is the baby."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Shut<br />
up, you bastard,” Taylor screamed.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
creature let out a demonic laugh and grabbed Taylor by the front of his shirt.<br />
"My boss doesn't like what your dad has been doing, so he sent us to give<br />
him a message. Tell your dad to forget<br />
the rescue. The bitch and the baby are ours. He'll know what we mean."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Who's<br />
your boss?" Taylor asked.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
large creature let go of Taylor's shirt and walked to the edge of the deck.<br />
"My boss is evil, not someone to screw with. That's all you need to<br />
know." <o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
creature turned, walked back to Taylor and said to the others, "Hold his<br />
head."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Immediately<br />
two of the creatures grabbed Taylor grabbed his head and held it immobile. The<br />
black creature standing behind Taylor tightened its grip on his arms. Taylor<br />
tried to struggle, but could not move. He had never felt such power.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Listen<br />
well, boy,” the large one said softly. "When your father comes home, tell<br />
him about our visit. Let him know he is to stop all plans to save your mother.<br />
In return, both you and he will live a long, successful life. I guarantee<br />
it."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
creature moved his face close to Taylor's face. "Look into my eyes. Do you<br />
see the flames? This is serious stuff,<br />
boy. Any questions?"<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Taylor<br />
said in a shaky voice, "No, I understand."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "Good!"<br />
the creature said. "Oh, one more thing. I'm going to leave you with<br />
something so your dad knows we are serious."<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div align="left" class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: 200%;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> With the speed of a snake, the creature<br />
inserted its open black beak into Taylor's right eye socket, grabbing the<br />
eyeball, and crushing it slowly.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> The<br />
creature withdrew the beak and spit the crushed eyeball on the ground.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> "And<br />
now the other.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Taylor<br />
screamed as the beak slid into the left eye socket, crushing the remaining<br />
eyeball. The other creatures released their grip and Taylor fell in a heap on<br />
the wooden deck. The creatures shrank to their original size, and one by one<br />
lifted off the deck and headed north.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Taylor<br />
put his hands to his face and felt warm liquid flowing from his eyes. He opened<br />
his eyelids, but no light reached his brain. In the distance, Taylor heard the<br />
motor of his father's VW winding up the canyon. </span></i><span style="font-family: Courier New;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGEVlI2hrBlqfRgqiaRCa6iPteS5hiNUWlipOFGRpnQQIYj3xc6ze7tkdGbcxoOIaT_biHni4yI1U0u52vOd10ATbEmp8C5cIhhu_4ujzgLLwkViTCS5l-TeGqaYiWnQE0UTnXp4dXd9R/s1600/book+trailer.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGEVlI2hrBlqfRgqiaRCa6iPteS5hiNUWlipOFGRpnQQIYj3xc6ze7tkdGbcxoOIaT_biHni4yI1U0u52vOd10ATbEmp8C5cIhhu_4ujzgLLwkViTCS5l-TeGqaYiWnQE0UTnXp4dXd9R/s1600/book+trailer.png" height="346" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: widow-orphan no-line-numbers; tab-stops: .5in 1.0in 1.5in 2.0in 2.5in 3.0in 3.5in 4.0in 4.5in 5.0in 5.5in 6.0in;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br /></div></div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" id="vp1C8bBc" src="https://s3.amazonaws.com/embed.animoto.com/play.html?w=swf/production/vp1&e=1406231794&f=C8bBcwszKroUCCMJ0GIofw&d=0&m=a&r=360&volume=100&start_res=360p&i=m&asset_domain=s3-p.animoto.com&animoto_domain=animoto.com&options=" title="Video Player" width="432"></iframe><br /><br />
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Today we're featuring Mary Cope and her book, Beautiful One. Check out the Feature page for more, and check back later today for a bit of a surprise.</div>
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