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When a casual hookup turns into the potential for love, Spencer realizes he wants to build a life with Emilio. When 22-year-old Emilio sees handsome Spencer walking by his construction site, Emilio makes it his goal to seduce the shy professor. Getting Spencer into bed isn't difficult, but Emilio soon learns that earning the trust of a man deeply hurt will take time and patience. With a prize like brilliant, sweet Spencer on the line, Emilio decides he is strong enough to face the challenge. When the casual hookup turns into the potential for love, Spencer realizes that if he wants to build a life with Emilio, he'll need to be strong enough to slay his personal demons and learn to trust again.
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damage he caused so many others, but he longs to rise like a true warrior in the pursuit of forgiveness and a second chance. There’s nothing he isn’t willing to do to win back his son–and Bridget. When an old cell mate’s daughter dies under mysterious circumstances in foster care, Adam begs Bridget to help him uncover the truth. Bound to the plight of the Indigenous children in care, Bridget agrees. But putting herself in contact with Adam threatens to resurrect her long-buried feelings for him, and even worse, she risks losing care of Kyle, by falling for a man who might destroy her faith in love completely this time. EXCERPT “Heard you’re going to a meeting tonight.” The punk, Logan, plopped on the couch. Adam rubbed his full stomach and checked the clock on the wall of the lounge. Six-thirty. The meeting started in an hour. Perfect timing, because he’d have a half an hour to return before his nine o’clock curfew. “Yep.” “S’okay if I go with?” Adam couldn’t say no. Part of the program was giving away what he had, and what he possessed was sobriety. Even so, looking out for someone and sharing his experience was still new to him. “Yeah.” There, he’d agreed, when he normally would have told the punk to fuck off. Logan was straight out of rehab for heroin abuse. Eighteen and a junkie. Adam wasn’t supposed to judge, but a guy had better luck stopping traffic on the Trans Canada than getting off the crap. Too many of his friends had died sticking needles into their veins or chasing the dragon. “Got no ink?” Logan studied the bare parts of Adam’s skin. “Thought you would, ’cause I heard you were an—” The silencing look Adam sent the punk shut down Logan fast. He held up his hands in retreat. “It’s cool. It’s cool. Hey, check out mine.” Logan bared his forearm. “I’m gonna get more. My bud did this one. He can do one for you.” “Nope.” “Why not? Everyone gets inked.” Curiosity filled Logan’s blue eyes. “Yeah. Everyone. Pass.” “Oh? You think it’s too mainstream now?” Logan half-smiled. “Yep.” “Figured you weren’t the sort of guy who did mainstream. Go your own path, y’know? People follow you. You don’t follow them.” Logan balled up a piece of paper in his hand. “I…err…uh…I don’t wanna go to slippery places. Y’know? We gotta talk.” “About what?” “My uh…girlfriend. She kept…I gotta do it. Gotta do it.” “Never mind your girlfriend.” Adam kept his arms and legs crossed and stared at the TV screen. “This is about you.” “She’s dead.” “Dead?” Adam turned to Logan’s stiller-than-glass eyes. “She…she went missing when I was in ’hab. I told her to chill before I went in. Said I’d come and get her when I got out. She wouldn’t listen. She…they pulled her from the river. I know it’s her. I know it’s her.” Cutter’s daughter was Logan’s girlfriend? The punk’s skinny body trembled. His long, blond hair cut into a seventies-like feather hung in front of his thin face. “I dunno if she was still using. She told me when I last saw her that she wasn’t. But being at the bar…the news said that’s where she was last seen. It’s my fault. All my fault.” Tears rolled from Logan’s big eyes, and he swiped at them. “I’m no pussy.” Adam hadn’t said as much. “Keep on.” He made sure his command was soft—well, as soft as his deep voice allowed. “I gotta find out what happened. The cops don’t care. Nobody cares. It’s what Sheena said. But I care even if her fam don’t. Her ol’ man, he’s in the pen. He don’t care. Her mom’s six feet below. Drank herself to death.” Adam shuddered. If he hadn’t straightened out, this could be Kyle as a teenager, shit-talking his parents. “The counselors at ’hab told me to stay away from slippery places. How am I s’posed to find out what happened if I don’t go to those…places?” The same for Adam. Both he and Logan were from the streets, though. “Were you in the system?” “Yeah.” Logan sniffled. “’Aid helped me get into treatment. They got this program that helps me until I’m twenty-one. Some transition thing. I’m…I’m gonna get my high school. A lady from the university teaches at the Kitchi-Gaming Friendship Center at night.” “You Métis?” “Yeah. Through my dad. He’s Métis. Whatever that is.” Many kids had no clue about their heritage. Neither had Adam before he’d begun hanging out at a The Red Sky Friendship Center in Winnipeg, determined to find out what the heck Ojibway was and meant. He’d never even set foot on his home reserve, an hour and a half northeast of Winnipeg. He’d been born and raised in the city. The streets of the North End were all he’d known, growing up in North Point Douglas. “What should I do? I gotta go there. Gotta check The Gator.” The punk wasn’t old enough to get in the bars. Not that The Gator was famous for checking ID. Still, Adam had promised Cutter he’d find out what had happened to Sheena. If Kyle had gone missing, Cutter would do the same for Adam. But if his parole officer found out…they’d ship him back to the clink. GIVEAWAY
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And she’s nothing if not daring. Caleb, on the other hand, is the strong and strict deputy of Golden River. In love with little Daniella since the very first time he laid eyes on her stealing his clothes as he swam in the river, he’s been determined to correct her mischievous streak. Now, however, the town is after him and determined to push him into marriage. His plan to distance himself from Golden River – and from Daniella – almost succeeds. Almost. Will Danny discover the truth about his feelings for her? And can she accept it if she does? Will Caleb admit his love for her? What happens when she runs away from him right after the ill-fated wedding?   When Pippa and I decided to try our hand at writing a western, a tom-boy heroine immediately captured our attention. We knew we wanted a pampered widow with big dreams and a beauty hoping to marry into money, but Danny sort of jumped out at us as a daring, adventurous young woman who was not afraid to work hard to gain what she wanted in life. Our Danny has an impulsive nature. When she first meets the man of her dreams, he is bathing in a creek. She steals his clothes, leaving him stranded with the town’s preacher until the sheriff arrives. Caleb is not just any resident of Golden River, though. He is a deputy, and he knows exactly who stole his things. When he confronts Danny, she refuses to confess. Only later does he find proof of her crime when he sees she has altered his clothes to fashion herself a set of trousers. All of this happens in book one, long before her real story begins. The mail order brides get to pick the man they want to marry. Danny’s heart has settled on Caleb. His kisses send her heart soaring. But the closer they get, the farther away the man of her dreams seems be. Wires get crossed, and an impulsive Danny soon follows her man when he leaves town, thinking he wants to elope. What happens when she shows up in Sacramento? She learns what her impulsiveness can cost. He learns how it feels when he believes he’s lost her forever. And they both learn a lot about how to love as their adventure Giveaway:
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A microscopic parasite has crippled humanity with night terrors and paralyzing anxiety. In this world of increasing dystopia, hope yet remains in Karma City. But when mercenary drifter, Jameson Shoals, learns that a famous scientist has created a stronger parasite to kill the original, it isn’t until the bodies litter the streets that he realizes the horrifying truth: the new parasite is a killer with a mind of its own, and upon dominating Patient Zero, this killer acquires legs, hands, and eyes. It falls upon Shoals and his partner, a deadly female mercenary, to stop PZ and his mob before they can overcome and supplant humankind.
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considered family, and Four, a trainee from the male division. Sometimes you had to take what you could get, and a life outside the Institute was worth it, no matter the cost. Sneak Peak: |
 | (This isn't your average angel story. It's based on Buddhism.) This blood, this death, this war … is because of me. My name’s Tevy and you’ll find me staring out the window of a psychiatric center. I’m not crazy, I don’t think. I see angels. Not the sweet faced, flowing robe kind either. I see sword wielding, flying over our heads and killing each other angels. Everyone thinks I’m nuts, which is why I’m in here. For a while, I thought maybe that something went wrong in my head, maybe from my parents dying. But I was wrong, terribly wrong about everything: my parents, |
the angels, who I truly am or rather, what I am.
Once I’m out, I have to dodge the angels without raising anyone suspicions including the boy next door that has some secrets of his own. Dylan soon learns I’m not as normal as I pretend to be but will he tell? Crazy or not, I can’t go back to the isolation ward. I’m thrust into a world I didn’t know existed. A world with angels and monsters … and they’re all after me.
There’s a war coming and it’s time to pick sides.
Once I’m out, I have to dodge the angels without raising anyone suspicions including the boy next door that has some secrets of his own. Dylan soon learns I’m not as normal as I pretend to be but will he tell? Crazy or not, I can’t go back to the isolation ward. I’m thrust into a world I didn’t know existed. A world with angels and monsters … and they’re all after me.
There’s a war coming and it’s time to pick sides.
SNEAK PEAK:
Lie. Lie. Lie. I opened my lips to do that but a truth actually bubbled out. “You were right!” No! Crap.
“I was? About what?”
Think of a lie, think of something believable. Suddenly, everything poured out of me. All the terror and fear that had been building up since last night. “I’m still seeing angels.” I clapped my hands over my mouth. What have I done? What have I done!
Dylan jerked the wheel and pulled us to the side of the road.
“There was no cat in the road before,” I said from between my fingers. “I sleep in the closest because I’m afraid I’ll see them when I wake up and scream. If my aunt finds out she’ll send me back to the crazy place.” Wet, slow tears dripped down my cheeks. “I can’t go back there. I can’t. The straitjacket. The screaming. The bars. I can’t.” A shiver spread through my whole body. “I did like you said. I went into the treehouse last night. I yelled at them and … and…” I stared into Dylan’s brown eyes. “One of them looked down at me.” I covered my face with my hands. My confession would damn me. “I’m crazy.”
Dylan wrapped his arms around me. “It’ll be okay.”
His musky scent made me want to bury my nose in his shirt and never come up. “How? How!” I laid my head on his shoulder and felt the overwhelming urge to scream.
“Tevy. I’m not going to say anything. I can help … holy shi—”
“What?” I picked up head and jerked. There was one of them, the angels, right there. He stood in front of us with huge, black shimmering wings and some kind of metal armor on. “You … you see that?”
“I see that.”
“You really see that?”
“I really see that.”
I’m not crazy! Wait, I’m not crazy? Then the angel drew out his sword and smiled.
“Saw that too.” Dylan let go of me and jammed his Jeep into reverse.
I grabbed his leg, holding in a scream as we spun around and then charged forward. He saw my angel! What the hell did that mean? “It’s following us!” I could see it in the rearview mirror, the wings shimmering in the sun as it flew behind us. I grabbed the dashboard with both hands as we took a corner too fast.
“Where’d it go?” he yelled, still driving down the lonely stretch of road.
“Behind us!” I screamed as it slashed its sword at the back window. The blade missed and suddenly there were more glints. More angels. “Oh, my God.” I counted ten with glittering rainbow wings as we swerved to the right and down some no-name, one-lane road. We bounced around wildly before coming to the end where it met a suburban street, quiet in the early morning hours. “They’re gone.” I spun in my seat to stare back. I didn’t see anything now. “How did you see them? Why did you see them now of all times?” My eyes went wide and I stared down at my hands. “Touch.” I’d been touching Dylan when he saw them. When I let go of him, that was when he asked me where they were. Could it be that simple? How did any of this make any freaking sense? “Dylan.” I turned to him. “They’re real. They are real. I’m not crazy.” Sort of.
Dylan sat in the driver’s seat, breathing fast. His chest rose and fell so quickly I thought maybe he was hyperventilating or something. “Dylan?”
He grabbed the steering wheel and kept gasping.
“Deep breaths. Deep breaths.” I place a hand on his back. He was hyperventilating. “Listen to my voice. Calm. Down.” I pressed my other hand on his chest. “There you go. Easy.” He was freaking out worse than I was. Of course, I’d seen them before. I tried to remember what I did when I first saw them. Oh, right, ran screaming. “You okay now?”
He shook his head but let go of the steering wheel to face me.
“They’re gone.”
He took a shaky breath and then another. Dylan leaned forward, surprising me by pressing his forehead to mine.
“Keep breathing,” I whispered. “We’re safe.”
“Sorry.” He kept staring into my eyes. “Wasn’t expecting that.”
I knew that feeling. “Okay now?”
“I saw an angel. An angry angel. An angry angel with a sword.”
“Welcome to my world.”
“I was? About what?”
Think of a lie, think of something believable. Suddenly, everything poured out of me. All the terror and fear that had been building up since last night. “I’m still seeing angels.” I clapped my hands over my mouth. What have I done? What have I done!
Dylan jerked the wheel and pulled us to the side of the road.
“There was no cat in the road before,” I said from between my fingers. “I sleep in the closest because I’m afraid I’ll see them when I wake up and scream. If my aunt finds out she’ll send me back to the crazy place.” Wet, slow tears dripped down my cheeks. “I can’t go back there. I can’t. The straitjacket. The screaming. The bars. I can’t.” A shiver spread through my whole body. “I did like you said. I went into the treehouse last night. I yelled at them and … and…” I stared into Dylan’s brown eyes. “One of them looked down at me.” I covered my face with my hands. My confession would damn me. “I’m crazy.”
Dylan wrapped his arms around me. “It’ll be okay.”
His musky scent made me want to bury my nose in his shirt and never come up. “How? How!” I laid my head on his shoulder and felt the overwhelming urge to scream.
“Tevy. I’m not going to say anything. I can help … holy shi—”
“What?” I picked up head and jerked. There was one of them, the angels, right there. He stood in front of us with huge, black shimmering wings and some kind of metal armor on. “You … you see that?”
“I see that.”
“You really see that?”
“I really see that.”
I’m not crazy! Wait, I’m not crazy? Then the angel drew out his sword and smiled.
“Saw that too.” Dylan let go of me and jammed his Jeep into reverse.
I grabbed his leg, holding in a scream as we spun around and then charged forward. He saw my angel! What the hell did that mean? “It’s following us!” I could see it in the rearview mirror, the wings shimmering in the sun as it flew behind us. I grabbed the dashboard with both hands as we took a corner too fast.
“Where’d it go?” he yelled, still driving down the lonely stretch of road.
“Behind us!” I screamed as it slashed its sword at the back window. The blade missed and suddenly there were more glints. More angels. “Oh, my God.” I counted ten with glittering rainbow wings as we swerved to the right and down some no-name, one-lane road. We bounced around wildly before coming to the end where it met a suburban street, quiet in the early morning hours. “They’re gone.” I spun in my seat to stare back. I didn’t see anything now. “How did you see them? Why did you see them now of all times?” My eyes went wide and I stared down at my hands. “Touch.” I’d been touching Dylan when he saw them. When I let go of him, that was when he asked me where they were. Could it be that simple? How did any of this make any freaking sense? “Dylan.” I turned to him. “They’re real. They are real. I’m not crazy.” Sort of.
Dylan sat in the driver’s seat, breathing fast. His chest rose and fell so quickly I thought maybe he was hyperventilating or something. “Dylan?”
He grabbed the steering wheel and kept gasping.
“Deep breaths. Deep breaths.” I place a hand on his back. He was hyperventilating. “Listen to my voice. Calm. Down.” I pressed my other hand on his chest. “There you go. Easy.” He was freaking out worse than I was. Of course, I’d seen them before. I tried to remember what I did when I first saw them. Oh, right, ran screaming. “You okay now?”
He shook his head but let go of the steering wheel to face me.
“They’re gone.”
He took a shaky breath and then another. Dylan leaned forward, surprising me by pressing his forehead to mine.
“Keep breathing,” I whispered. “We’re safe.”
“Sorry.” He kept staring into my eyes. “Wasn’t expecting that.”
I knew that feeling. “Okay now?”
“I saw an angel. An angry angel. An angry angel with a sword.”
“Welcome to my world.”
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 | Big Crime in a Small Town… Abandoned in an airport thousands of miles from home with no way to get back, Emmy finds herself dependent on an officer from the Highway Patrol to get her there. She’s stubborn, sassy, and determined to do it alone but he gives her little choice; she can accept a ride with him and get home safely, or she can sit in the airport all night with him and wait until someone comes to get her. Jackson Collins has been called on for a transfer to Pike’s Bluff to do some investigating. Human |
trafficking is taking place there, and girls are disappearing from the local hospital. He doesn’t expect that this young lady will be involved. Incredibly drawn to her, he realizes he’s fallen deeply for her before he even gets her home. Love at first sight, just like his own parents?
Is she at risk? Or is she involved in the scheme? What do the FBI and the HP want with her? Will their worlds collide, or will they come apart?
Publisher's Note: This action-packed, steamy contemporary romance contains themes of power exchange.
Is she at risk? Or is she involved in the scheme? What do the FBI and the HP want with her? Will their worlds collide, or will they come apart?
Publisher's Note: This action-packed, steamy contemporary romance contains themes of power exchange.
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He shook his head and took them, moving inside the kitchen to set them down. When he turned back, she had stopped just inside the doorway. He crooked a finger at her. "Come here."
Her eyes, already large, grew wider as she slowly approached. He reached for her, holding her around the waist with one arm. With the other, he planted a hard swat on her bottom. She shrieked.
"That," he said firmly, "is for leaving the house without telling me. And this," he brought his hand down again," is for doing it the second time. After what happened yesterday in Denver and then in St. Louis, I would have thought you'd know better than to take off without letting me know." He released her, and she took a step backward, rubbing her bottom.
"Ow," she said in a small voice.
Looking at the bags he'd set on the counter, he reached for her. Putting his hands on her waist, he set her up on the kitchen island.
"Look, Emmy, I do appreciate you going and bringing back something to eat. But when I awakened and you were missing, I swear, it took ten years off my life. Can you understand that?"
She nodded. "I'm sorry."
His hands moved to her sides as he leaned forward, shaking his head. "Just don't do it again. All right? I'm utterly serious."
The expression on her face changed suddenly as she tilted her head at him. "Really?"
His own countenance grew wary and his eyes narrowed. "What does that look on your face mean?"
She wiggled forward on the counter and kissed his cheek. "It's nice to have someone worry about me."
His brows knit closer. He took hold of her waist and set her back down so her feet touched the floor, feeling as if he'd lost control of the situation. But she was rifling through the bags now and handed him a package of something, still warm, and a cup of coffee.
When he took it, she gave him a huge smile. Her dimples were showing again.
"Good morning," she said brightly.
"Good morning. Emmy, you do realize—"
"Yes, sir. I do. I won't do it again. There's a bar stool on the other side of the island, if you want to sit down. And there's a potato patty in the bag for you."
He shook his head and moved to sit down. Setting out the other stool next to him, he pointed to it. "Sit."
She shoved her food over in front of the other spot. "I didn't have any eggs, and everyone should have a good breakfast, so I thought..." She frowned at his expression. "Want me to take them back?"
He shook his head. "No, Emmy. I just want to make sure I made an impression on you,
that's all. Because if you take off like that again, I'll put you over my knee and spank you."
She blinked up at him, pausing just out of his reach. "But—you said you weren't taking me to raise—I don't understand why I should have to ask permission to leave my own house and run errands."
"I also said I wasn't going to abandon you, if you remember correctly. Your safety is
important, and I don't want you taking unnecessary chances with it. Do you understand me?"
Her expression was incredulous.
"Emmy?"
"No," she said softly. "I don't."
Her eyes, already large, grew wider as she slowly approached. He reached for her, holding her around the waist with one arm. With the other, he planted a hard swat on her bottom. She shrieked.
"That," he said firmly, "is for leaving the house without telling me. And this," he brought his hand down again," is for doing it the second time. After what happened yesterday in Denver and then in St. Louis, I would have thought you'd know better than to take off without letting me know." He released her, and she took a step backward, rubbing her bottom.
"Ow," she said in a small voice.
Looking at the bags he'd set on the counter, he reached for her. Putting his hands on her waist, he set her up on the kitchen island.
"Look, Emmy, I do appreciate you going and bringing back something to eat. But when I awakened and you were missing, I swear, it took ten years off my life. Can you understand that?"
She nodded. "I'm sorry."
His hands moved to her sides as he leaned forward, shaking his head. "Just don't do it again. All right? I'm utterly serious."
The expression on her face changed suddenly as she tilted her head at him. "Really?"
His own countenance grew wary and his eyes narrowed. "What does that look on your face mean?"
She wiggled forward on the counter and kissed his cheek. "It's nice to have someone worry about me."
His brows knit closer. He took hold of her waist and set her back down so her feet touched the floor, feeling as if he'd lost control of the situation. But she was rifling through the bags now and handed him a package of something, still warm, and a cup of coffee.
When he took it, she gave him a huge smile. Her dimples were showing again.
"Good morning," she said brightly.
"Good morning. Emmy, you do realize—"
"Yes, sir. I do. I won't do it again. There's a bar stool on the other side of the island, if you want to sit down. And there's a potato patty in the bag for you."
He shook his head and moved to sit down. Setting out the other stool next to him, he pointed to it. "Sit."
She shoved her food over in front of the other spot. "I didn't have any eggs, and everyone should have a good breakfast, so I thought..." She frowned at his expression. "Want me to take them back?"
He shook his head. "No, Emmy. I just want to make sure I made an impression on you,
that's all. Because if you take off like that again, I'll put you over my knee and spank you."
She blinked up at him, pausing just out of his reach. "But—you said you weren't taking me to raise—I don't understand why I should have to ask permission to leave my own house and run errands."
"I also said I wasn't going to abandon you, if you remember correctly. Your safety is
important, and I don't want you taking unnecessary chances with it. Do you understand me?"
Her expression was incredulous.
"Emmy?"
"No," she said softly. "I don't."
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 | These are dangerous times on Etherya’s Earth… Miranda, princess of the Slayers and heir to the throne, has hated the Vampyres for a thousand years. Since the Awakening, she has fought to protect her people choosing to be a warrior more than a royal. When a female Vampyre washes up on the shore of her compound’s riverbank, she seizes the moment to take the offensive. Sathan, King of the Vampyres, distraught at his sister’s disappearance and captivity, agrees to travel with Miranda to |
resect the Blade of Pestilence, also hoping to change his people’s state of endless war. Although the woman hates him due to the constant raids on her compound for the Slayers’ life-giving blood, he can’t help but admire the stubborn and strong princess.
As their journey progresses, both begin to understand that they are aligned in their hatred of Crimeous, leader of the Deamons, as well as their hope for peace between the Slayers and Vampyres. Determined to fight their growing attraction, they forge a tentative truce. But old wounds run deep and trust is scarce. Their faith in each other must remain strong or all will be lost…
As their journey progresses, both begin to understand that they are aligned in their hatred of Crimeous, leader of the Deamons, as well as their hope for peace between the Slayers and Vampyres. Determined to fight their growing attraction, they forge a tentative truce. But old wounds run deep and trust is scarce. Their faith in each other must remain strong or all will be lost…
Interview with Rebecca Hefner
Thanks so much for stopping by! I’m really excited to introduce you to the first book in my Etherya’s Earth series, entitled The End of Hatred. It’s a new paranormal romance series that re-imagines the age-old story of Vampyres and Slayers.
How long have you been writing?
The End of Hatred is my first published book, although I’ve been writing for years. For twelve years I worked in corporate America as a medical device sales rep. Or, as I like to say, I played a doctor on TV. At night, when I would come home tired from the day, I would always love to curl up with a good romance novel.
Who inspires your writing?
I discovered romance novels when I was young and would sneak into my mother’s bedroom to read the stories of Judith McNaught, Nora Roberts and Sandra Brown. More recently, I’ve discovered many more great authors such as Lisa Kleypas, JR Ward, Julie James and Kit Rocha, to name a few.
What themes were important to you when writing the series?
I’m a huge Star Wars and Game of Thrones fan but also love a good romance novel. It was difficult for me to find novels that had all of the fantasy and action themes I loved (including a good twist!) as well as a satisfying romance. Therefore, I hope my books will take readers on an adventure, while giving them all the feels and satisfaction of a satisfying central romance and HEA.
What are your favorite characteristics of the two main characters in The End of Hatred?
Miranda, the heroine, is so kick-ass. I want to be her when I grow up. It is very important to me that I write strong female characters who represent all of the amazing women I’m surrounded by in my life. We all have such power and strength and I love writing characters who embody that. Sathan, the hero, is the perfect equal to Miranda and challenges her when she needs it. He’s also a sexy-as-sin Vampyre, so that leads to some steamy action for both of them!
How long have you been writing?
The End of Hatred is my first published book, although I’ve been writing for years. For twelve years I worked in corporate America as a medical device sales rep. Or, as I like to say, I played a doctor on TV. At night, when I would come home tired from the day, I would always love to curl up with a good romance novel.
Who inspires your writing?
I discovered romance novels when I was young and would sneak into my mother’s bedroom to read the stories of Judith McNaught, Nora Roberts and Sandra Brown. More recently, I’ve discovered many more great authors such as Lisa Kleypas, JR Ward, Julie James and Kit Rocha, to name a few.
What themes were important to you when writing the series?
I’m a huge Star Wars and Game of Thrones fan but also love a good romance novel. It was difficult for me to find novels that had all of the fantasy and action themes I loved (including a good twist!) as well as a satisfying romance. Therefore, I hope my books will take readers on an adventure, while giving them all the feels and satisfaction of a satisfying central romance and HEA.
What are your favorite characteristics of the two main characters in The End of Hatred?
Miranda, the heroine, is so kick-ass. I want to be her when I grow up. It is very important to me that I write strong female characters who represent all of the amazing women I’m surrounded by in my life. We all have such power and strength and I love writing characters who embody that. Sathan, the hero, is the perfect equal to Miranda and challenges her when she needs it. He’s also a sexy-as-sin Vampyre, so that leads to some steamy action for both of them!
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Excerpt
“I hate to see you go, Two. I am very reluctant to send you on this mission, but you are our best operative, and this is a delicate situation.” He turned his attention to the office door when it opened and shut again. “Schmidt…you have the details of the mission?”
“Of course.” Schmidt settled himself into a chair, then gave her a nod. “Two.” She held her breath as he securitized her for a moment, a note of approval lighting his blue eyes. “She is an excellent choice for this exercise.”
Exercise? I am being forced into a deathtrap with a one-way ticket. She sighed.
At least Schmidt was a little easier to deal with. Although the two men had worked together for many years, he lacked the cruel edge that emanated from his partner.
“Sir, may I ask the objective of the mission and to which planet I will be sent?”
“Brevona, in the Alderan Galaxy. Your mission is highly classified and important to Earth’s survival. Do not share any of this with the other trainees.” He placed a tablet on the table and pushed it toward her. “Here are the details of your assignment.”
I’m not allowed to talk to the other girls. How on Earth would I share any of the details? Loser…
Two swiped her finger across the screen scanning through what were mainly photos. No names, no written details. Several of the pictures were of the planet, Brevona, another of a castle and the royal family, then one of a grossly overweight man with greasy hair, wearing a uniform. “The target?”
Schultz walked behind her and rested his hands on the back of her chair to peer over her shoulder, his face uncomfortably close to hers, his breath on her neck.
“That is General Nimera Xalo. He has led his army to revolt against the king and queen and has captured the royal family. They will be executed this week if the maniac is not stopped. WLO has informed us that Nimera is hosting a large party to celebrate his ascension to the throne. Many dignitaries have been invited, including several from Earth. You will infiltrate the celebration and seduce the general.” Schultz lightly caressed her jaw, then withdrew his hand. “Beautiful women are his weakness, and you are the most exquisite and elegant of all my girls.”
I suspect women are your weakness, too, the way you touch me. She wrinkled her nose in disgust at both the idea of seducing the general and the touch of Schultz’s hand.
She shook the revulsion from her body to focus on her assignment. “Sir, isn’t the portal untested on humans? Why not allow me to travel with the Earth delegation to ensure the elimination of my target?”
Schmidt leaned forward and patted her leg. “You have nothing to fear. The portal is stable, and we can promise you that you will reach your point of destination. A return trip is another matter entirely.”
“Of course.” Schmidt settled himself into a chair, then gave her a nod. “Two.” She held her breath as he securitized her for a moment, a note of approval lighting his blue eyes. “She is an excellent choice for this exercise.”
Exercise? I am being forced into a deathtrap with a one-way ticket. She sighed.
At least Schmidt was a little easier to deal with. Although the two men had worked together for many years, he lacked the cruel edge that emanated from his partner.
“Sir, may I ask the objective of the mission and to which planet I will be sent?”
“Brevona, in the Alderan Galaxy. Your mission is highly classified and important to Earth’s survival. Do not share any of this with the other trainees.” He placed a tablet on the table and pushed it toward her. “Here are the details of your assignment.”
I’m not allowed to talk to the other girls. How on Earth would I share any of the details? Loser…
Two swiped her finger across the screen scanning through what were mainly photos. No names, no written details. Several of the pictures were of the planet, Brevona, another of a castle and the royal family, then one of a grossly overweight man with greasy hair, wearing a uniform. “The target?”
Schultz walked behind her and rested his hands on the back of her chair to peer over her shoulder, his face uncomfortably close to hers, his breath on her neck.
“That is General Nimera Xalo. He has led his army to revolt against the king and queen and has captured the royal family. They will be executed this week if the maniac is not stopped. WLO has informed us that Nimera is hosting a large party to celebrate his ascension to the throne. Many dignitaries have been invited, including several from Earth. You will infiltrate the celebration and seduce the general.” Schultz lightly caressed her jaw, then withdrew his hand. “Beautiful women are his weakness, and you are the most exquisite and elegant of all my girls.”
I suspect women are your weakness, too, the way you touch me. She wrinkled her nose in disgust at both the idea of seducing the general and the touch of Schultz’s hand.
She shook the revulsion from her body to focus on her assignment. “Sir, isn’t the portal untested on humans? Why not allow me to travel with the Earth delegation to ensure the elimination of my target?”
Schmidt leaned forward and patted her leg. “You have nothing to fear. The portal is stable, and we can promise you that you will reach your point of destination. A return trip is another matter entirely.”
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Interview with Ceeree Fields
Hi everyone. Thank you so much for having me today. I'm here to talk about my romantic suspense, Gravedigger.
So, let the interrogation ... Ummm ... I mean, interview begin.
When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer?
I wrote my first book when I was seventeen. It was a cross between Mortal Kombat and off-world Sci-fi. I sent it to a lot of publishers and received tons of negative responses… a LOT. This was back in the early '90s when most the female characters were dainty, and the male characters slew the dragons.
Nowadays, I can write what I love, and that’s a strong female and a strong male, and they don’t have to be typical. Take my characters in Gravedigger, for instance, Josephine is five-foot-three, rail thin and plain, but where you’d expect her self-esteem to be low. Hers isn’t … at least not as far as police work goes. She’s a tigress. Rhysian is gorgeous, but I made him average height at five-foot-eleven, and I gave him a few small imperfections. He’s warm, bright, and calm to Jo's icy disdain and prickly exterior. His demeanor covers a protective streak a mile long; he can also be stubborn as the reader will discover when he sets his sights on Josephine.
Where is your favorite place to write?
My favorite place to write is de Klinker … And no, that’s not another name for a jail in the Netherlands. *smiles*. It’s a theater that also has the library along with a few other social rooms tucked inside. I can write and also people watch as they have a small café-like area just outside the library where the foot traffic is brisk and entertaining.
When you develop characters do you already know who they are before you begin writing or do you let them develop as you go?
This depends. With Jo and Rhys I knew some aspects before I ever put the first word on the page, but a few others surprised me as I wrote and I just let them come. No one person is the same, so I think characters personalities develop as a writer puts them into scenes. They won’t always act the way they’re supposed to, but humans don’t do the expected all the time either. Which makes for some adventure-filled surprises.
What do you think makes a good story?
I think if you love the story you create and love the characters then it translates. When I write, I write for me. I’ve re-read my books, not for editing purposes, but because I genuinely like the stories. I enjoy the worlds I build, and I’m always surprised when I re-read my stories … I mean, I literally stop and think 'Huh, I wrote that.'
What do you love best about your current book?
I love how Josephine and Rhysian have to learn how to mesh their lives in order to be a couple. That's real life, no one just falls right into another person's life and fits there are always a few hiccups.
So, let the interrogation ... Ummm ... I mean, interview begin.
When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer?
I wrote my first book when I was seventeen. It was a cross between Mortal Kombat and off-world Sci-fi. I sent it to a lot of publishers and received tons of negative responses… a LOT. This was back in the early '90s when most the female characters were dainty, and the male characters slew the dragons.
Nowadays, I can write what I love, and that’s a strong female and a strong male, and they don’t have to be typical. Take my characters in Gravedigger, for instance, Josephine is five-foot-three, rail thin and plain, but where you’d expect her self-esteem to be low. Hers isn’t … at least not as far as police work goes. She’s a tigress. Rhysian is gorgeous, but I made him average height at five-foot-eleven, and I gave him a few small imperfections. He’s warm, bright, and calm to Jo's icy disdain and prickly exterior. His demeanor covers a protective streak a mile long; he can also be stubborn as the reader will discover when he sets his sights on Josephine.
Where is your favorite place to write?
My favorite place to write is de Klinker … And no, that’s not another name for a jail in the Netherlands. *smiles*. It’s a theater that also has the library along with a few other social rooms tucked inside. I can write and also people watch as they have a small café-like area just outside the library where the foot traffic is brisk and entertaining.
When you develop characters do you already know who they are before you begin writing or do you let them develop as you go?
This depends. With Jo and Rhys I knew some aspects before I ever put the first word on the page, but a few others surprised me as I wrote and I just let them come. No one person is the same, so I think characters personalities develop as a writer puts them into scenes. They won’t always act the way they’re supposed to, but humans don’t do the expected all the time either. Which makes for some adventure-filled surprises.
What do you think makes a good story?
I think if you love the story you create and love the characters then it translates. When I write, I write for me. I’ve re-read my books, not for editing purposes, but because I genuinely like the stories. I enjoy the worlds I build, and I’m always surprised when I re-read my stories … I mean, I literally stop and think 'Huh, I wrote that.'
What do you love best about your current book?
I love how Josephine and Rhysian have to learn how to mesh their lives in order to be a couple. That's real life, no one just falls right into another person's life and fits there are always a few hiccups.
 | Hunting a killer is easy. Learning to love is hard. Josephine has no luck with love. Between the demands of her job as a homicide detective, finding the perfect yarn for her knitting projects, and her nosy family, she doesn't have time to find her happily ever after, nor does she really believe it exists. Rhys thought he had found love with the perfect woman but his parents' death forced him to choose between his fiancée and caring for his brother, he chose his brother. When the Gravedigger leaves his latest victim at the gates of a cemetery, Rhys and Jo are thrown together, her prickly personality interests him, but it's her deeply hidden romantic side that captivates him. |
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