Tuesday, December 31, 2013

That's a Wrap 2013 :-)

2012 ended on a deflated note since the end of the world didn't happen. I must say that I'm glad there wasn't a flood of 2013 end of the world predictions. Of course there were some, but I suppose that's to be expected with every year.

2013 is ending a bit quieter for me. Unlike the end of 2012 where I was trying to find every platform possible to get people to "buy my book", I'm relaxing more, writing more and building more words. I learned more regarding the business of publishing during 2013 and the importance of having goals, whether I plastered them here on my blog or on Post It notes I keep before me.
I've prioritized a few times, rearranging things, not quite finding the right balance with work, life, my kiddo, my writing and promoting. But in the end, this is what took the highest rank:
Enjoying more moments like this :-)
Writing came in second and promoting and my paying gig/work are tied. Although, if I had to pick between the two, the paying gig wins out. I have to pay my bills somehow.

And there's been the rub...

With 2012 being the year of my big debut as a YA/NA author, 2013 was my year of so many insecurities and doubts. I had to remember the basic reasons I write, why I published and why I won't stop publishing

Where 2012 was like a break out year, 2013 was more like a break-it-in year, sort of how you have to break in that pair of new shoes that you know you won't throw away even after you can't wear them anymore because you love them.

By no means can I say 2013 was a bad year. I've gained so much in the way of new author buds, new readers, wonderful blog followers and so much more. Rayven Godchild, my erotica/erotic romance pen name, is being brought back from a very long hibernation of sorts. Plus I got to meet, IN PERSON, some wonderful folks during my visit to California (Big Hugs to Gwen and Graeme!!! Cadillac Margaritas, baby!!!) and had my first book signing. at IRC 2013.

2013...we made it.

Now on to 2014.

Are there any particular moments of 2013 that are most memorable for you?

Monday, December 23, 2013

Merry Christmas!!

Credit to BigStock.com
After a weekend of writing, rewriting, researching BDSM, checking out some erotica cover options, gift wrapping, discovering I'm not very good at being sneaky since I nearly gave away the location of my daughter's gifts to her and an unhealthy infusion of Scandal recapping...I'm done.

Stick a fork in me.

So I'd like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. May this holiday be filled with lots of food, fun, and memories that just might make interesting fodder for that next book :-)


Monday, December 16, 2013

The Voices in my Head

I shared Me, Myself and I with you before. You remember them, the angsty/sometimes-logical/sometimes looney tunes/all-the-time sassy trio that make me, well, who I am.

Well, I'm also going to allow for another voice to have her say.

Presenting to some, re-introducing to others, Rayven Godchild, my erotica/erotic romance alter ego who's been rather patient with me in getting to the point where I can embrace publishing under the pen name. The content was never a bother. I do love a hot, sexy, detailed story that can leave the reader in a wanton state. But there were other life-related things unnecessarily attached...chains I've decided needed releasing.

Credit to BigStock.com
Coming soon will be a 3 to 4 short story series entitled Confessions of a Sex Fiend, the first one being TASTING CHERRY. You'll enter the world of Chancellor Baltimore, a male escort formerly with an agency turned solo act.

I'm waiting to hear back from AuthorHouse to make sure they cancel whatever they need to cancel on their end so I can re-publish Secret Lilies, my suspense romantica that I self-published several years ago, a tale of love, murder and obsession.

For now, I just wanted to let you know what I was up to this weekend. Yeah, busy with getting Rayven Godchild set up. Please feel free to like/follow/share as you wish.

Rayven Godchild
Twitter | Facebook | Blog

So, have you ever used a pen name before or considered using one?

Friday, December 13, 2013

The Weekend Cometh

If you don't see me around the blogosphere much, I'm not MIA. I've got lots of things I hope to get accomplished before the end of the month and am doing my best NOT to get caught in Procrastination Station yet again lol!!!

Have a great weekend everyone!!!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

The Passion Blazes...

This time last year, I was in the middle of blog hop this, 99cent sale that, holiday giveaway there and "Please buy my book!" everywhere. I was tweeting, blogging, Facebooking and Pinterest-ing.

I was in promo hog heaven trying to tell the world about my upper YA paranormal, Neverlove, trying to understand why it didn't take off and get two thumbs up by every reader or why I couldn't seem to get enough reviews for it. Why couldn't it get traction? Could it possibly be that a person of color on the cover is a detriment, immediately linking readers to expect an urban street tale and not a tale of painful loss, twisted love, and redemption mixed with paranormal elements? Maybe the writing truly just sucks...royally?

Lots of questions and doubts while I tried to push my first YA novel as a self-published author.

A year later, I've learned how much I love the cover and whether it is a detriment or not, I like it as is, though I may consider updating it so that it matches They All Fall Down. But that's just a thought. Other doubts still plague me, especially when I have moments where I slip into the dangerous "Comparison" zone *cue Twilight Zone's eerie music* Over the year, the comparisons have grown fewer and farther between, but in my humanity, I know I'll still have them.

A year later, I'm glad that one thing hasn't changed. Though doubts have tried to take it away, non-existent sales have attempted to discourage it...that writing passion still blazes. I have an MG story I'm still intrigued with updating with feedback I recently received. Despite agent rejections, I'm still interested in seeking an agent for it or maybe seeing if there is a small publisher that may want to give it a home. And if I don't do those things, I still have self-publishing as a wonderful avenue. I have some more adult-content stories ready to be shared. I still have other sci-fi/urban fantasy/paranormal/fantasy stories that won't stop nagging at me to be shared.

For this, I am grateful.

For this, I'm wonderfully blessed to indulge in this passion.

For this, I'm glad to have all of you around to share in this, my journey as an author and...a dreamer

What keeps you going in the writing journey?

Monday, December 9, 2013

Diamonds Are More Than A Girl's Best Friend...Launch of Diamonds and Dust

It's Launch Day!

Diamonds and Dust

Book 1 of the Jewels of Chandra series


Magic is real. So is betrayal.

Two heirs. A Kingdom of dust on a troubled world. One might resurrect it. One might destroy it all.

Archaeologist David Alexander investigates the cave where his father disappeared and hurtles into another world, one filled with magic and bizarre creatures. The mad ravings in his father's journals of icemen and dragons may not be fantasies after all.

Convinced his father may still be alive, David begins a treacherous journey to find him and discover a way home. Along the way, he encounters a few unlikely friends. A Dreean warrior, a beautiful thief and a satyr join him as he searches.

David's arrival into this new world sets off an explosive chain reaction of events. Faced with powerful adversaries and few clues, he may not get the chance to rescue his father before disaster strikes, condemning both of them to death. Or worse.

Buy it here:

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About the author:

River Fairchild is somewhat odd, brandishes a dry sense of humor, owned by several cats. Lives in a fantasy world. A fabricator of magic. Makes stuff up and spins tales about it. Believes in Faerie crossings and never staying in one place for very long. Speculative Fiction wordsmith. The secret to her stories? Spread lies, blend in truths, add a pinch of snark and a dash of tears. Escape into her world. She left the porch light on so you can find your way down the rabbit hole.

Friday, December 6, 2013

One Man

It is sometimes wondered if one man can make a difference. In the last century alone, we've had...
Mother Theresa
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
President John F. Kennedy
Mahatma Ghandi
The list could go on for a while with individuals who opted to be or accepted being the one man (or woman) to be a difference maker.

We've now lost another man whose life left the world a better place for his presence.
He was a man.
One man.

RIP Mr. Nelson Mandela

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

12 Days of Christmas Blog Hop


Blog Hop:  12 Days of Christmas
Event Date:  December 1st  - 12th 2013

As part of the blog hop, we're sharing favorite holiday cookie recipes. I LOVE chocolate chip cookies. Nothing dresses them up better for the holidays than adding red and green M&M's. How festive :-)
***As a side note, you have to check out all of the other fantastic DIY and recipe ideas Kara shares. She seriously ROCKS!***
M&M Chocolate Chip Cookies recipe
1 cup butter, softened
1/2 cup sugar
1 1/2 cups brown sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp lemon juice
3 1/2 cups flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp baking powder
3/4 tsp salt
1 1/2 cups chocolate chips
1 cup green and red M&M's candy
Cream butter and sugars. Beat in eggs, vanilla, and lemon juice. Stir in dry ingredients, chocolate chips, and M&M's. Roll in balls and place on lightly greased cookie sheets. Bake at 350° for about 10 minutes.

The ebook I'm donating to the blog hop: Neverlove


Grand Prize: $150 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash
First Prize: One (1) eBook from Every Participating Author

a Rafflecopter giveaway
For more Favorite Christmas Cookie Recipes & Giveaways - Hop along the 12 Days of Christmas Blog Hop!

12 Days of Christmas Blog Hop

Monday, December 2, 2013

Back In Check In

My brief time from the blogosphere felt a little odd, you know, the fear of stepping back and thinking everyone will easily forget about me. But I'm glad I did it. This time away was a time of great harvest:
 - got in some good reading
 - got in some marathon Supernatural episodes.
 - got in a bit of writing
 - got in a LOT of snacking and Christmas is around the corner so no panicking yet on the sugar-rush lol!

All in all, felt pretty good.

How was your Thanksgiving Holiday? Did you brave the Black Friday or early Grey Thursday mayhem? Are you getting in your deals this Cyber Monday?

Friday, November 22, 2013

For the Thanksgiving Holiday

The Thanksgiving holiday is near at hand. I'm very excited and am looking forward to spending time with family and friends. To that end, I will not be posting next week.

Just to share, I enjoy giving thanks everyday, for each day we breathe is a new day to start anew, do better, be better. I am blessed with the love of a child who means so much to me that the very thought of her fills my heart with joy. My family is scattered across the country, but the ties that bind still exist.

I'm far from the best marketer or promoter, but I'm so very humbled by the chance to share my stories with readers. The ability to read and write is missed out upon by millions and millions, and here I am, drowning in kindle ebooks and busy with character tales waiting to be written or finally expounded upon.

A love life would be nice one day, but for now, I love my life. I am a mother, a worker, an author and a friend and in all these roles do I give thanks for the chance to be them.

And I give thanks to all of you who visit, comment or simply giggle at something you read here at my blog, on my Facebook page or when I finally get to make an appearance at Twitter.

Thank you and may your Thanksgiving be Blessed and Happy :-)

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

One More Winner and Up in the Air

***It is my pleasure to share the final winner from the Masquerade Parade. This winner is not from the comment section, but rather from among the participants. It was a hard-pressed situation choosing one among the high quality of work submitted (Darn it to heck for you ALL being such TALENTED authors!!) but one was finally chosen...

Ellie Garratt

She is the winner of L. Diane Wolfe's How to Publish and Promote You Book Now.

Congrats, Ellie! ***
Credit to BigStock.com
Here's a chance to take a moment and think silly thoughts.

Imagine you're in one of these seats and "for some reason" things have paused, with you high enough to touch the sky. What's the first word or sentence to come to mind?

Share your instant reaction in the comments below?

Monday, November 18, 2013

Let the Winners Parade :-)

Credit to gajman @ Flickr.com
The Realms Faire & Joust has come to an end. That means the Masquerade Parade has also come to a close.

Boo :-(

BUT...

It is also time for two BIG REVEALS!

First, who were those wonderful Masquerade Paraders?
Parader Author (click their name to find out more about them)
1 K.E. Nowinsky
2 Gwen Gardner
3 Cas Webb
4 Melanie Schulz
5 Elizabeth Seckman
6 J. L. Campbell
7 Ellie Garratt

And, for the second reveal, here are the WINNERS (by BCCing my participants and adding the phantom author names, it made it possible for those with an entry to also take a stab at guessing and winning!!)
Mary Preston
J. L. Campbell
WriterlySam
Brooke Busse
Christine Rains
Gwen Gardner
Kimberly
(If you have not received notification of your prize, please e-mail me at tomewriter (at) gmail (dot) com so we can get your prize to you)

It was so much fun, especially adding in the phantom authors. That Hobbs author was pretty popular :-)

Off I go to work on a writing project that's naughty, nice or a combination of the two. What are you up to? Are you NaNoing? If so, how's it going for you?

Friday, November 15, 2013

Masquerades, Comments, Prizes...Oh My!

Welcome to the last day of the Realms Faire & Joust organized by the fair Lady MPax of realms near and far away.

Jousting! I, Ghost Knight, prithee visit Lady MPax's blog to cheer the jousters. Here are a few cheers to share:

Ghost Knight and her trusty steed, Atone, come forth from the fog leaving neverlove in the past and victory to bear.
Or
Atone whinnies into the charge with Ghost Knight in perfect form to win against the stain of neverlove.

It's the Masquerade Parade!
 - "mystery authors" showcase their skills with a snippet of a masquerade moment
 - commenters can guess "who" the parading author is
 - a winner will be randomly plucked from the pool of correct guessers
 - prizes vary by the author so make sure to stop by each day to try for a prize :-)
 - to assist in the guessing, participating authors are listed here...but don't think you can win by process of elimination since "phantom names" will be mixed in with the real entrants :-)

On to the Masquerade Parade!
Credit to gajman @ flickr.com
***Here's our seventh parader***
Credit to DoodleDeMoon @ flickr.com
Bowie’s Let’s Dance is not the music I would have chosen to start this year’s masquerade ball, but Lord Lucian always did have a twisted sense of humour.

Letting the strange unmelodic song take me in its embrace, I place a fanged mask in front of my face and glide into the ballroom. A myriad of equally macabre masks stare back, and I gasp at the sheer tortured delight of it all.

Somewhere, my beloved awaits. Disguised. Hidden. Like a moth in the night awaiting my life-draining flame.

A woman approaches. She’s tall and imposing, and I decide under her mask of thorns she has a breathtaking beauty.

“Lady Darksky?” she asks, offering a moon-shaded hand to shake.

I take her cold hand in mine. “It is I,” I reply, already memorised.

“Sir Dead has told me of your desires. But first we must dance.”

She leads me into the centre of the room, a sea of tormented faces parting before us.

“And may I ask your name?” I enquire.

A faint laugh escape her mask. She steps closer. “As black as the night and as soulful as the moon.”

Luna Black. At last, we meet.

Today's prize is an ebook by this author, one each for five winners!

So Ladies & Gentlemen, place your answer in the comment section below... and happy guessing :-)

For more chances of Realms Faire fun and prize joy, here are the links to other events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Collective Performance ~Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

Thursday, November 14, 2013

For the Love of Masquerades (x2)

Welcome to the fourth day of the Realms Faire & Joust organized by the fair Lady MPax of realms near and far away.

Jousting! I, Ghost Knight, prithee visit Lady MPax's blog to cheer the jousters. Here are a few cheers to share:

Ghost Knight and her trusty steed, Atone, come forth from the fog leaving neverlove in the past and victory to bear.
Or
Atone whinnies into the charge with Ghost Knight in perfect form to win against the stain of neverlove.

And we're back to the Masquerade Parade!
 - "mystery authors" showcase their skills with a snippet of a masquerade moment
 - commenters can guess "who" the parading author is
 - a winner will be randomly plucked from the pool of correct guessers
 - prizes vary by the author so make sure to stop by each day to try for a prize :-)
 - to assist in the guessing, participating authors are listed here...but don't think you can win by process of elimination since "phantom names" will be mixed in with the real entrants :-)

On to the Masquerade Parade!
Credit to gajman @ flickr.com
***Here's our fifth parader***
Credit to gnuckx @ flickr.com
I don’t usually do balls, especially not the masquerade kind. It’s not that I have anything against them, I mean I’m all about romance, making wishes, and believing in them. The simple truth is, I’m just not one for a fuss. I feel more comfortable hanging with the peasants than partying with the rich folk. Even when it’s the handsome Coulter men insisting I attend their little shindig. I know, deep in my hillbilly heart, they are just being polite inviting me to their party. They know they owe me for their happily-ever-afters and their thanks are long past due. But, even though I don’t like to dress up and I’m still in the midst of healing from summering, I will go. I never question what fate intends, so before I lose my nerve, I will grab me a gown…I think I shall choose pink…and gather my unruly hair on top of my head. Lastly, I’ll grab my mask. I might be attending the party, but no one need know it’s me.

The prize offered by this author is a $10 Amazon gift card.

***Here's our sixth parader***
Credit to gnuckx @ flickr.com
Well, what did he say?” Marcia asked, fiddling with her mask, which was identical to Michelle’s.

“He, uh, didn’t say yes or no.”

Shoulders slumped, Marcia scanned the room. Their co-workers swarmed by the bar. Others clustered within reach of the hors d’hoeuvres. The subject of their discussion, a handsome Rastafarian, stood across the room with another man and one of their co-workers stuck to his arm.

Leech!

As if he felt her watching him, Lee turned his head. His pirate costume wasn’t good enough to give him anonymity.

“What man would pass up an invitation to walk on the beach under the moonlight?”

This one, apparently, Michelle thought. This island girl would love to give him the time of day.

Marcia was staring at Lee as if he was the last piece of dark fruit cake at Christmas dinner.

The woman on his arm left his side and he looked their way. Eyeing her sister, Michelle crooked a finger at Lee and pointed to the door facing the beach.

Lee tipped his head toward the door and got moving.

Smiling, Marcia followed.

Michelle swallowed her disappointment.

What would Lee say when he realized he’d be romancing the wrong twin?

The prize offered by this author is one of their ebook of your choosing.

Now let the guessing begin :-)

For more Realms Faire fun, make sure to check out these links: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Collective Performance ~Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Some Masks Aren't Masks at All

Welcome to the third day of the Realms Faire & Joust organized by the fair Lady MPax of realms near and far away.

Jousting! I, Ghost Knight, prithee visit Lady MPax's blog to cheer the jousters. Here are a few cheers to share:

Ghost Knight and her trusty steed, Atone, come forth from the fog leaving neverlove in the past and victory to bear.
Or
Knowing neverlove shall not keep thee, Ghost Knight, from bearing full strength to the fight upon her trusty steed, Atone.

It's the Masquerade Parade!
 - "mystery authors" showcase their skills with a snippet of a masquerade moment
 - commenters can guess "who" the parading author is
 - a winner will be randomly plucked from the pool of correct guessers
 - prizes vary by the author so make sure to stop by each day to try for a prize :-)
 - to assist in the guessing, participating authors are listed here...but don't think you can win by process of elimination since "phantom names" will be mixed in with the real entrants :-)

On to the Masquerade Parade!
Credit to gajman @ flickr.com
***Here's our fourth parader***
Credit to joshwept @ flickr.com
He slipped into the room, unnoticed by all but me. I knew that was the way he liked it, so I played along and focused my attention back on the man whose hand was too tight and too low on my body.  I shifted slightly, knowing Joel wouldn’t like that. He hardly needed another reason for vengeance on Marcus.

The song ended.

I pulled back to go my way, until I felt a hand on my shoulder.  I didn’t turn to see who it was, I didn’t need to; Marcus’s fierce eyes told me all I needed to know.

Joel was done hiding in the shadows.

Another song played, but I didn’t hear it. Masked dancers swirled around us, but I didn’t see them. Al l I saw was my friend and my boyfriend with only a couple feet of air separating them. I slid myself into that space, but it was only Joel I was looking at.

His fierce eyes softened as they dropped to me. “Why him?”

I didn’t have an answer to that. “He’s my friend Joel- don’t make me choose.”

“You just did,” he said, before turning to walk away. 

Today's prize is an ebook by this author.

So Ladies & Gentlemen, place your answer in the comment section below... and happy guessing :-)

For more chances of Realms Faire fun and prize joy, here are the links to other events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Collective Performance ~Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

A Double Dose of Masquerade Huzzah!

Welcome to the second day of the Realms Faire & Joust organized by the fair Lady MPax of realms near and far away.

Jousting! I, Ghost Knight, prithee visit Lady MPax's blog to cheer the jousters. Here are a few cheers to share:

Ghost Knight rideth upon her trusty steed, Atone, bearing a heart full of neverlove but a mind set for victory.
Or
Knowing neverlove shall not keep thee, Ghost Knight, come bearing full strength to the fight upon her trusty steed, Atone.

And we're back to the Masquerade Parade!
 - "mystery authors" showcase their skills with a snippet of a masquerade moment
 - commenters can guess "who" the parading author is
 - a winner will be randomly plucked from the pool of correct guessers
 - prizes vary by the author so make sure to stop by each day to try for a prize :-)
 - to assist in the guessing, participating authors are listed here...but don't think you can win by process of elimination since "phantom names" will be mixed in with the real entrants :-)

On to the Masquerade Parade!
Credit to gajman @ flickr.com
***Here's our second parader***
Credit to gnuckx @ flickr.com
Indigo stood, feeling slightly awkward in her finery. She adjusted her mask. Sighing, she opened her dance card again, unable to help the smile each time she noted Badger’s name scrawled next to every dance. Sure, it served a purpose. It wasn’t for real. Still, they’d manage at least a few dances before…

She glanced up and spotted him across the room, watching as he searched for her. Even with a mask, his form was recognizable in black tail coat and trousers, a white bow tie completing the ensemble. It didn’t take long for him to recognize her in an off-the-shoulder lavender dress, her pale skin and inky black hair unmistakable.

They weaved toward each other across the dance floor as A Thousand Years by Christina Perri filtered into the ballroom. They didn’t speak. He bowed slightly and offered his hand, palm up. She placed her hand in his, smiling shyly.

They circled the floor, his hand warm on her waist. It felt right. Gazing up at him, her hands around his neck itched to bring his face, his lips, close to hers. She looked quickly away, glad he couldn’t read her thoughts. It would never do, Indigo Eady. Nope, never. She would do well to remember why they were there. She scanned the room. Couples danced around them, masks firmly in place, the room crowded with ghosts as well as the living. How would they ever find the murderer here?

This author's prize is an ebook of one of their novels and a $5 Amazon gift card.

In the comments, please mark your answer: second parader - your guess here

***Here's our third parader***
Credit to john-morgan @ flickr.com
The ballroom is only in my dreams. We're camped not far from the MeadowsBlade homestead. Not far enough away. I want to be in Aquilla Realm now… but for now my dreams suffice.

The room is white marble, bright and splendid under magical lights. The dance floor is surrounded by tables and those are full of decorative plates of food. It looks too good to eat, but I don't care. I'm dancing. I ignore the fact that my dream self is wearing a dress and enjoy the beats of the music that course over the marble and up through my body.

A man, his deep blue eyes alive with mischief, crosses the floor towards me. Even wearing a silver masquerade mask I know who it is. I move towards him. The dancers seem to part and the whole ballroom narrows to exist only around me and my soul mate. He hesitates, and I turn around to seek out what has caught his attention. Another man stalks across the marble floor. He's smiling, but his almost black eyes, shadowed behind a black feathered mask, betray another emotion.

I'm frozen between the two of them. Wanting to run to them both at the same time. Their hands pull back to grip their sword hilts.

This is not what's supposed to happen. This is not why I came here.

How am I going to stop them from killing each other? How can I choose to have both of them?

This author's prize is a signed paperback copy of their novel.

In the comments, please mark your answer: third parader - your guess here

For more Realms Faire fun, make sure to check out these links: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Collective Performance ~Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

Monday, November 11, 2013

Let the Games Begin! Huzzah!

Welcome to the first day of the Realms Faire & Joust organized by the fair Lady MPax of realms near and far away.

It's my pleasure to host the Masquerade Parade!
 - "mystery authors" showcase their skills with a snippet of a masquerade moment
 - commenters can guess "who" the parading author is
 - a winner will be randomly plucked from the pool of correct guessers
 - prizes vary by the author so make sure to stop by each day to try for a prize :-)
 - to assist in the guessing, participating authors are listed here...but don't think you can win by process of elimination since "phantom names" will be mixed in with the real entrants :-)

On to the Masquerade Parade!
Credit to gajman @ flickr.com
***Here's our first parader***
Credit to Demi-Brooke @ flickr.com
Mystery was the mask of the ball. Like a dream she was being whisked through the dancing crowd. Her head was light. She heard a deep rough voice ask “Are you o.k.?” 

As she tried focusing on the gentlemen’s face, she replied “Where am I?” His grin was wicked, stirring a deep desire within her. His touch turned softer as his hand caressed through her costumed attire to the back of her waist. He took a step closer toward her making the confused lady step back. “I didn’t know I would have this effect on you?” His grin evolved into a full blown smile.

In a flash - after focusing intently upon his stretched lips which only enhanced his handsome facial features. She remembered now, he had kissed her. Even though he was wearing a darkened mask, she could see his brilliant blue eyes gleaming toward her as she recalled the entire event. 

Eryn felt embarrassed due to the growing warmth that spread through her cheeks. He gently moved his hand to feel the blush, softly touching her skin, down her cheek, and lifted up her chin gazing upon her pearl and onyx mask.  Her green eyes seemed enhanced by the contrast of her auburn hair cascading down. His voice echoed within her “Shall we?” His strength pulled her even tighter toward him and before she knew it they were waltzing along with the crowd.

Today's prize is an ebook by this author and a $20 Amazon gift card.

So Ladies & Gentlemen, place your answer in the comment section below... and happy guessing :-)

For more chances of Realms Faire fun and prize joy, here are the links to other events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Collective Performance ~Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

Publishness Hijacked by Crystal Collier...Ransom: Cheese :-)

Top Ten Reasons I Want to be A Millionaire

10. Buying a computer that actually starts up when I hit the "on" button. (Or so I can finally take revenge on this one! *laughing evilly*)

9. Owning a cheese box (refrigerator) entirely dedicated to cheese. (Yes Pushing Daisies, I am thinking of you.)

8. Independent publishing. Need I say more?





7. Harley and a continental tour.






6. Reading until my eyes fall out.

5. Playing with my kids, every day, all day. (In various foreign countries.)

4. Attending a modest show, occasionally. (*ahem* Nightly.)

3. Akbars. How I miss you Akbars! (On Long Island.) I would eat there once a week. No twice a week. No every day for lunch! Heck, I'll just hire the kitchen staff.

2. Driving a car with personality--of the desirable variety.








1. NO MORE HOUSECLEANING!!!








That's not too much to ask? Right?

Crystal Collier, author of MOONLESS, is a former composer/writer for Black Diamond Productions. She can be found practicing her brother-induced ninja skills while teaching children or madly typing about fantastic and impossible creatures. She has lived from coast to coast and now calls Florida home with her creative husband, three littles, and “friend” (a.k.a. the zombie locked in her closet). Secretly, she dreams of world domination and a bottomless supply of cheese. 

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Thursday, November 7, 2013

Evade Stops by with Special Bonus Material

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It's my pleasure to share the great news of author Jessa Russo's Evade being available to purchase, read and fall in love.
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In this thrilling sequel, Ever Van Ruysdael's race to beat the odds—and the clock—begins with the introduction of an integral part of her past. As secrets are revealed, and truths uncovered, she learns her imminent death is the least of her problems: Ariadne did more than just put an expiration date on her life; she marked Ever's soul by upping its value for greedy collectors looking to buy their freedom.

Condemned by the countdown on her life, and hunted by hired Seekers, Ever’s journey leads her to question everything she’s known and everyone she’s trusted, while growing closer to the one person from her past she was determined to avoid—and the one guy she never could—Toby James.

With her ex-boyfriend by her side, and the countdown clock rapidly ticking away, Ever tries thwarting fate’s plans. But as her nineteenth birthday approaches, and desperate Seekers follow her every move, she may be too late.

A marked soul is hard to come by … and even harder to escape.

Here's an excerpt of bonus material from Toby's POV to whet your appetite:
I glanced next door as I hopped down from the moving truck ramp. My next assignment stood just inside, shamelessly watching me from the window. My shades covered my eyes, so I knew she couldn’t see me watching her watch me, but I had to get a glimpse of her; I wanted to see what I was up against.

Which, in a pleasantly surprising sort of way, wasn’t actually bad. She was young, but not too childish looking. Soft, but shaped well. Nice, full chest.

This wouldn’t be horrible.

I smiled when I zeroed in on the cheek full of food she’d long ago stopped chewing. Her brazen staring amused me. She’d be easy to get next to, judging by the way she openly watched me, and I figured the job wouldn’t take more than a couple weeks. Ted would be pleased. Hell, I’d be pleased. Each mark I crossed off my list carried me one step closer to freedom.

Seemed I’d been trying to escape from something my whole life. First it was Seattle, now it was Theodore Stone and the life his daughter thrust me into. What an ironic turn of events. Escaping one metaphorical prison, just in time to wind up in another.

As I made my way inside my new “home”—quotes because this would never really be home to me, just like the one I left in Seattle, or the one in Butte, or the most recent one in Arizona—her eyes widened. She must have realized she needed to chew that wad of food in her cheek. Hopefully, she wouldn’t choke to death and ruin my way into that house.

“So?”

“So, what, Ted?”

He lounged on the couch, ignoring that it was still covered in a blue U-Haul blanket and that a truck full of stuff still waited to be unloaded right outside.  He casually flipped through a Coast magazine he’d picked up to prepare himself for our new surroundings, as I carried in box after box of his crap.

He didn’t even bother to look up at me. “Don’t get smart with me, son”—I stifled a groan; he only called me son to get my goat—“Did you see her? I caught her watching you.”

“Yeah, well, girls like to do that.”

“Hmm. I’m not sure your cocky attitude will get you very far with this one, Tobias.”

“I thought you said you didn’t know anything about her, Theodore?”

“I don’t. Just an observation.”

“Well, why don’t you let me worry about that part? Pretty sure getting the girl is my half of this assignment, is it not?”

“Indeed.”

Indeed, my ass.

You can find the rest of the first three chapters of EVER told through Toby's POV in the back of EVER, which is currently free on Kobo.

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About the author

An unashamed super fan of all things paranormal romance, Jessa Russo reads, writes and breathes paranormal YA, rarely straying from her comfort zone. When not writing or reading--or raising the coolest kid ever--Jessa enjoys making memories with her amazingly supportive family and friends, while secretly planning her next trip to New Orleans. She will always call Southern California home, where she lives with her husband and daughter, and a Great Dane who thinks he's the same size as his cranky sister, the Chihuahua.
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