Promo - Lakota Honor by Kat Flannery

About the Book

Historical/Paranormal/Western Romance

Date Published: 5/30/2013

Fate has brought them together, but will a promise tear them apart?

In the small town of Willow Creek, Colorado, Nora Rushton spends most of her days locked up in her home with a father who resents her and fighting off unwanted marriage proposals from the wealthy Elwood Calhoun. Marked as a witch, Nora must hide her healing powers from those who wish to destroy all the witkowin—crazy women. What she doesn't know is that a bounty hunter is hot on her trail.

Lakota native Otakatay has an obligation to fulfill. He has been hired to kill the witkowin. In a time when race and difference are a threat and innocence holds no ground, courage, love and honor will bring Nora and Otakatay together as they fight for their freedom. Will the desire to fulfill his promise drive Otakatay to kill Nora? Or will the kindness he sees in her blue eyes push him to be the man he once was? 

EXCERPT

Colorado Mountains, 1880

The blade slicing his throat made no sound, but the dead body hitting the ground did. With no time to stop, he hurried through the dark tunnel until he reached the ladder leading out of the shaft.

 He’d been two hundred feet below ground for ten days, with no food and little water. Weak and woozy, he stared up the ladder. He’d have to climb it and it wasn’t going to be easy. He wiped the bloody blade on his torn pants and placed it between his teeth. Scraped knuckles and unwashed hands gripped the wooden rung. 

The earth swayed. He closed his eyes and forced the spinning in his head to cease. One thin bronzed leg lifted and came down wobbly. He waited until his leg stopped shaking before he climbed another rung. Each step caused pain, but was paired with determination. He made it to the top faster than he’d thought he would. The sky was black and the air was cool, but fresh. Thank goodness it was fresh.

 He took two long breaths before he emerged from the hole. The smell from below ground still lingered in his nostrils; unwashed bodies, feces and mangy rats. His stomach pitched. He tugged at the rope around his hands. There had been no time to chew the thick bands around his wrists when he’d planned his escape. It was better to run than crawl, and he chewed through the strips that bound his feet instead. There would be time to free his wrists later.

He pressed his body against the mountain and inched toward the shack. He frowned. A guard stood at the entrance to where they were. The blade from the knife pinched his lip, cutting the thin skin and he tasted blood. He needed to get in there. He needed to say goodbye. He needed to make a promise. 

 The tower bell rang mercilessly. There was no time left. He pushed away from the rocky wall, dropped the knife from his mouth into his bound hands, aimed and threw it. The dagger dug into the man’s chest. He ran over, pulled the blade from the guard and quickly slid it across his throat. The guard bled out in seconds. 

He tapped the barred window on the north side of the dilapidated shack. The time seemed to stretch. He glanced at the large house not fifty yards from where he stood. He would come back, and he would kill the bastard inside. 

He tapped again, harder this time, and heard the weak steps of those like him shuffling from inside. The window slid open, and a small hand slipped out. 

“Toksha ake—I shall see you again,” he whispered in Lakota.

The hand squeezed his once, twice and on the third time held tight before it let go and disappeared inside the room. 

A tear slipped from his dark eyes, and his hand, still on the window sill, balled into a fist. He swallowed past the sob and felt the burn in his throat. His chest ached for what he was leaving behind. He would survive, and he would return.

Men shouted to his right, and he crouched down low. He took one last look around and fled into the cover of the forest. 

About the Author

Kat Flannery's love of history shows in her novels. She is an avid reader of historical, suspense, paranormal, and romance. When not researching for her next book, Kat can be found running her three sons to hockey and lacrosse. She has her Certificate in Freelance and Business Writing. A member of many writing groups, Kat enjoys promoting other authors on her blog. She's been published in numerous periodicals. Her debut novel CHASING CLOVERS has been on Amazon's Bestsellers list many times and was #62 over all their titles. LAKOTA HONOR and HAZARDOUS UNIONS are Kat's other two books and both have made bestseller lists. Kat is currently hard at work on her next book.

Website: http://www.katflannerybooks.com/

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Promo - Rivulet by Jamie Maagee

About the Book

YA/NA Crossover Paranormal

Date Published:  November 2012

Unfathomable forces have always contested Genevieve Indiana Falcon, known as Indie. The curse of her cold touch entraps her just as the grief ignited in her past torments her. Yet, her mysterious ability to dream while awake saturates her in the belief that she was not always anguished. There is hope that one day a true peace in her soul can be found. 

Foolishly, Indie assumes she has contained her life in an odd balance, and she cherishes the visions she sees of the enigmatic boy that held her in a lost time, but can never reach. She grieves for a life she fears she'll never possess, and that grief is a weapon she uses against her aunt who stands between her and her inheritance. 

Weeks away from her twenty-first birthday, the date where she would assume control over her family legacy, a night terror robs Indie of the balance she was clinging to. Like the dream she had before she lost her family, it predicts a fatal catastrophe on the horizon. The fight between life and death, good and evil, began the moment her thundering heart awoke her. 

Everything changed after that dream. The one thing that keeps her curse at bay is stolen, and then the enigmatic boy arrives in the flesh. Face to face with her fiery born-again lover Indie realizes that the only way she can prevent the tragedy before her is to surrender everything she was, is, and could be. 

Can she bend the laws of nature and fight the improbability that fire and ice could ever be one? As far as Indie is concerned, there is not a myth, spoken fate, or curse that is stronger than her stubborn desire to have it all ... including him.

EXCERPT

“Who has you bothered?” I pushed.

“A few. But there is someone that is not thrilled that I've kept our friendship a secret.”

“Who?”

I glanced around the bar, noticing Wilder displaying the same disdainful glare as Cadence. Gavin had already decided she was nothing to worry about. He had pulled his laptop to him and was typing at the speed of light.

Skylynn returned their glare before she caught my stare. “You’ll see in...” she held up her hand and then slowly let her fingers count down to zero, then knocked her fist on the bar. At that moment, the chime on the door went off.

Time stopped.

I could not comprehend the warm, dominant energy that flowed through me as my eyes met this flawless being.

In the North Wing, he was never completely corporeal. None of the memories I had been able to unlock were. But now, right now, he was in the flesh. Sebastian Falcon was either standing feet from me or he had been reincarnated looking hotter than he was the first go around on the wheel of life.

His black, long sleeve T-shirt hinted to the perfection that it surely must be hiding. My eyes wanted to travel further down him, but they were pulled back to his intoxicating stare. His eyes were still a deep gray, but in the centers I could see unfathomable orange freckles, which mocked flames. He tilted his head slightly, allowing his somewhat long, dark auburn hair to fall over his high cheekbones. There was agony in his stare. It pulled me in. This. Could. Not. Be. Real.

I could swear his body relaxed all at once as his lips, perfectly shaped lips, echoed a wounded smile.

Our uncalled for stare may have relaxed him, but it had the opposite effect on me. Two beats—no, maybe three or four in one second followed by a thousand more. I had been staring at his image for years, and for some reason he was finally seeing me, too.

Almost immediately, he glanced down at the guards. 

He turned to them and said something I could not hear, and as they passed what looked like short words shot back and forth. Skylynn gripped my arm. “If that doesn't make you feel two beats, there is no hope for you,” she whispered.

I swallowed nervously as my eyes moved back to him. A flaming burn spread through my soul. I almost wanted to cry in relief, but that was foolish. In this life, right now, we were strangers. It didn't matter that I felt like I had lived side by side with him for the past five years.

About the Author

Jamie Magee

I'm an obsessive daydreamer. Lover of loud alternative music. Addicted to Red Bull. I love to laugh until it hurts. Fall is my favorite season. Black is my favorite 'shade.' Strong believer in the saying: there is a reason for everything, therefore I search for 'marked moments' every moment of everyday...and I find them. Life is beautiful!

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Twitter: @Jamie_Magee_

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Promo - See by Jamie Magee

About the Book

YA/NA Crossover Paranormal

Date Published:  May 2012

Forgetting who you are, your ambitions, your lover is crippling. Remembering, embracing your purpose with a new sense of determination is more than empowering. It's soul seizing. Charlie Myers is embarking on a life-altering path that will cause the damned to humble in silence… 

One night, just a few friends how could it go so wrong? That was the question Charlie was asking herself when she awoke in the ER. Outwardly nothing was wrong with Charlie, she was a vision of perfect health, but Charlie knew something else was wrong, wickedly wrong. That fearful notion became even more gripping when her mind began to parade haunting visions of entrancing emerald green eyes, laced in black, before her. When she felt a hole in her heart, when the music she drowned her fears in began to amplify the ache in her soul, and caused her to crave an embrace she thought she never knew. 

Charlie knew then that part of her was stolen. She was missing memories. Those memories were sacred. They held the key to her sanity. They told her that the sinister whispers, and the shadows that came to life before her, were not as ominous as she felt they were. They caused her to forget the one talent that allowed her to face the darkness that haunted her every waking hour. They also masked a much deeper bond, the face of the one that had stolen her heart, long before that tragically blinding night. 

Charlie wanted to stay in NY, fight her demons where she found them, and ensure that her true home remained a sanctuary. Fate had a different plan in mind. Against her will, Charlie was sent to Salem to live with her sister. Within that small town Charlie found her memories…and so much more.

Her story begins now.

EXCERPT

“What’s going on?” I asked nervously, hitting ‘Pause’ on my phone as I watched him push the seat back so his legs could have more room.

“I told you I’d tell you how to get back,” he said, smiling faintly.

Every part of me was tingling. Yet, I was frozen in place. I had no idea how I was going to focus well enough to drive. 

What would I do if I had to fight these shadows in front of him? I was horrified.

“Yeah, but I thought you meant follow you,” I said, trying to take in a breath after I said the words.

“I wanted to ride with you,” he said, pulling his belt on.

As he leaned closer to me to fasten it, I could smell the addictive aroma of his cologne. I knew that scent. My mind was firing off images of him at warp speed. His scent, his eyes, his energy, every ounce of him was magnifying fantasies I could not comprehend in the state I was in. 

“Just for the record, you’re only my second passenger. Third, if you count my teacher,” I said, putting the car in drive.

“Duly noted.”

I caught myself staring into his enchanting eyes. His dark lashes framed the most alluring color I’d ever seen. It was like they were intended to be black, but a shade of the most perfect green had shattered the black canvas that they were.

Eyes that had haunted me for days... 

He stared back at me with almost the same wonder, then he quirked a slight grin. “That way,” he said, pointing to the left.

Obviously I was alone in my fascination. Surely if we were anything like my minds eye was telling me we were in some forgotten past he would have said something.

Unless. Unless it was a bad past. 

The tinge of pain in my heart let that dark thought enter my mind.

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I tried to smile through it as I turned the wheel. I crept down the gravel driveway, fighting the glare of the headlights coming from his Hummer. Just before I reached the road, he reached up and moved my rearview mirror, taking the torture of the lights away. He then gently grasped my ear buds and pulled them out. His warm fingertips brushed against my skin, and it took everything I had not to faint. I thought I heard him sigh, just after he took in a deep breath. Those long fingertips of his lingered a little longer, more than likely a second or two, but it felt like hours, then they slid down my neck taking the cords from my ear buds with them.

 I angled my eyes at him to see if I had the same effect on him that he clearly had on me.

 “You have to be able to see and hear if you’re going to get us home,” he explained, relaxing into his seat. He bit his bottom lip as he bathed me in his smoldering gaze. We said a thousand words at that moment. Words I could not hear, but wanted to. 

About the Author

Jamie Magee

I'm an obsessive daydreamer. Lover of loud alternative music. Addicted to Red Bull. I love to laugh until it hurts. Fall is my favorite season. Black is my favorite 'shade.' Strong believer in the saying: there is a reason for everything, therefore I search for 'marked moments' every moment of everyday...and I find them. Life is beautiful!

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Twitter: @Jamie_Magee_

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Promo - Insight by Jamie Magee

About the Book

YA/NA Crossover Paranormal

Date Published:  June 2010

BOOK ONE INSIGHT SERIES 

Willow Haywood has always been trapped between the worlds of the Light and the Dark. Her waking hours are plagued by her ability to feel the emotions of those around her. No matter how inward she draws, she cannot shut out the feelings of others. Sometimes she will see images - echoes of other people and places - that she can enter to influence the emotions of people she has never met. 

By night, Willow experiences her only escape from this terrible insight - entering into the world of dreams. Most of these dreams are shared in blissful silence with a stunning blue-eyed boy. But every new moon she lives through something much darker: a horrific nightmare shared by another mysterious boy who is always shrouded by shadows. 

One night, this shadowy figure invades her dreams outside of his appointed time. In this new nightmare, Willow is marked; a mark which follows her into the waking world and sets her on a momentous path through light and darkness, through fragmented myth and half-truths, through past lives and disturbing family secrets, all in the face of the ever-dominant Zodiac. What she finds will endanger the lives of those closest to her and will force her to make a decision that will change her world forever.

EXCERPT

I felt a blanket of peaceful love with a sense of urgency. The night air in front of me began to move; it looked like a wave gently swaying with a current. A thin light began to emerge then Landen stepped through the wave. I felt the air leave my lungs and adrenaline rush through every part of my body as my heart violently hammered in my chest.

“Landen…” I breathed.

In the darkness, I could see his haunting blue eyes widen, we were both soaked in the emotion of disbelief, along with the fear that this wasn’t real. 

In that beat of my heart he’d reached my side. His hands were trembling ever so slightly as they cradled my face, and his thumbs graze the flesh of my cheekbones. He was staring at me like I was a forbidden fruit, like I was every sin in the book, desire washed over that lasting look as he leaned in and let his lips frame mine. When we melded the flesh of our lips together, his hands fell from my face and slowly waved down my body, embracing my flesh, I was doing the same to him. He was warm, he was on fire, I could hear his breaths, hear the sweet sound of our kiss, the way our clothes were moving under our touch. He was real. He was in my arms, and he was driving me wild. That first kiss was nothing compared to this, that was a dream, it was fleeting, it was something that could end at any second, this—this touch, this emotion, this pulsing of my soul was eternal. 

He pressed our bodies together and held me with more strength than he had ever displayed. We both sought air more than once, but the other moved closer as soon as that gasp was taken. His warm tongue was uninhabited yet sensual as it danced with mine. I was devouring every sensation he was giving me and wanting more, so much more. 

I was trembling with passion, I think he misunderstood that, he slowed our kiss, as one arm went around me and the other cradled my face. His thumb reached to my lips just as his kiss ended, he tenderly caressed the moist, swollen flesh he found there.

 “I found you,” he said with the lips of an angel. His voice was deep and entrancing, those three simple words sounded like poetry as he spoke them.  

 His eyes danced over my image, “I love you.” he said as he leaned in and kissed me once more, this was a sweet kiss, only lips, only warm sensual lips.

About the Author

Jamie Magee

I'm an obsessive daydreamer. Lover of loud alternative music. Addicted to Red Bull. I love to laugh until it hurts. Fall is my favorite season. Black is my favorite 'shade.' Strong believer in the saying: there is a reason for everything, therefore I search for 'marked moments' every moment of everyday...and I find them. Life is beautiful!

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Insight.Jamie.Magee?ref=hl

Twitter: @Jamie_Magee_

Blog: http://authorjamiemagee.blogspot.com

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KL's Review - The Girl (The Sanctum) by Madhuri Blaylock

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Paranormal 

Date Published: 11/11/2013

The Sanctum, an all-powerful governing body founded by ten families, entrusted to maintain the peace amongst Magicals and ensure the ignorance of humans, has been corrupted by greed and savagery for generations, but is all Wyatt Clayworth has ever known.

A descendant of one of the Founding Families and Class A Warrior, Wyatt has always believed in the ways of The Sanctum, having grown up in the system and thrived under their leadership. A golden boy, renowned for his prowess and skill in battle, Wyatt has never questioned a mission or kill order until the night he crosses paths with a brutally injured and mysterious girl.

Scouring Central Park with his best friend and fellow Class A Warrior, Ryker Morrison, for the hybrid demon prophesied to bring an end to The Sanctum and destroy the world for Magicals and humans alike, Wyatt instead finds Dev and his whole life turns upside down. Told he was hunting a killing machine, hellbent on wreaking havoc and destruction upon all it encounters, Wyatt instead sees nothing more than a broken girl with haunted eyes and a bit of a death wish.

All Dev wants is for Wyatt to either kill her or leave her alone. When he refuses to do either, she finds herself being pulled into his life while being hunted by warriors everywhere she turns. Drawn to one another for reasons they cannot begin to explain to themselves, much less anyone else, Wyatt is determined to protect Dev and help her realize her mission to avenge the deaths of her family at the hands of The Sanctum. His abdication of his duties and his outright rejection of his responsibilities to The Sanctum create a maelstrom of events beyond anyone’s imagination.

KL's Review

Wow! What an exciting ride I just took with Wyatt, Ryker, and Dev in book one of The Sanctum! Set in modern day, we enter the secret world of magical creatures and the council set to rule them. An ancient prophecy of an angel/demon hybrid who will unite the Sanctum and Magicals is coming to fruition and the corrupt leader of The Sanctum is out to do all he can to stop her. This is an excellent read for all lovers of the magical world including vampires, faeries, werewolves, and trolls. There is plenty of swording fighting action, drama, romance, and humor to keep the pages turning. This book is billed as young adult, but I would caution that it is more for the older young adult due to a lot of sexuality, sensuality, alluded homosexuality, and fairly graphic torture. The only downside I would mention is a feeling of inconsistency I often felt when trying to conceptualize the characters as I read. Sometimes the way a character spoke or acted seemed out of sync with what the author was trying to portray. Inconsistencies seemed to creep in to several scenes as well, and I found myself having to reread sometimes to better visualize what was happening. Overall, very enjoyable read!

About the Author

Madhuri Blaylock is a lawyer by day, writer and avid shoe and dress buyer at all other times. She lives in Jersey City, but her heart remains firmly planted in Brooklyn via Snellville, Georgia. Her husband, Henry, is also a lawyer, and only a lawyer because he actually likes being a lawyer (go figure), probably always wanted to be a lawyer and is really, really good at all things lawyerly. He's also pretty hot.

She’s got a big kid, Miss Sydney, and a little kid, the one and only Dash. They're awesome and fierce and supremely cool and able to make her laugh at the strangest things. She would love to add a dog, some chickens, a goat and a burro to this crew. Everyone needs a burro.

Some of her favorites, in no particular order: ice cream, Kill Bill, four-inch heels, Matt Damon, tattoos, Laini Taylor, scotch on the rocks, The Sanctum trilogy, random office supplies, Martha's Vineyard, "The Girl" aka my Mini, Rihanna, Doc Martens, tulips, photo booths and dancing like a fool.

One day she plans to grow up. Right now, she’s enjoying the adventure.

       

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7323620.Madhuri_Blaylock 

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KL's Interview with Krista Holle and The Wind Whisperer

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The Wind Whisperer

At fifteen, Anaii is the most important member of her tribe—and the most mysterious. Ever since Anaii can remember, the spirits of the wind have whispered of fertile hunting grounds and imminent enemy attacks. But when her people are ambushed by a brother clan without any apparent cause, the spirits remain eerily silent.

As the village prepares to retaliate, Anaii is pressured by her best friend, Elan, to marry him. It’s an old plea—Elan has spent a lifetime loving her, but Anaii only sees a childhood playmate out of an imposing warrior. Stifled by Elan’s insistence, Anaii escapes into the forest where she meets Jayttin, the beautiful son of the enemy chief.

Enamored by Jayttin’s carefree spirit and hope for peace, she repeatedly sneaks away to be with him, but when her deception is discovered, Elan is devastated. Pledging his lifelong affection, Elan gives her a passionate kiss, and Anaii begins to see her friend in a new light.

While Anaii is tormented over which man she must choose, the wind whispers of a new threat that could destroy both tribes. Only a union will afford a chance at survival, but the reality of that union is based on one thing—which man Anaii chooses to die.

About the Author

Krista Holle

Krista Holle is an award winning author who stepped up her writing after reading Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight series. It occurred to Krista that there is an insatiable audience of women and girls who want to read books filled with stories about true love—not just vampires. When Krista is not writing, she loves to collect seashells, watch movies, and eat obscene amounts of pizza. Krista currently resides in Montpelier, Virginia with her husband, four daughters and an eccentric cat with a weird attachment to the family’s socks.

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KL's Interview

 KL:  My first question plagued me the entire time I was reading The Wind Whisperer, so much so that I had to take a Google break and see what I could find out about the Native American tribes the story centers around.  My Google search didn't provide me with the information I was looking for, so I have to ask, are these tribes actual tribes or did you invent them for the purpose of the story? 

Krista: This is a great question.  During my pre-writing research, I researched Native American tribes from all over the United States and stole inspiration from everywhere. Even though the tribes are fictional, they could have existed. Most of the day to day details are based on the local Powhatans that hunted the forests around my home.

KL: Your book reads very much like a historical fiction except for the huge paranormal aspect.  Can you tell us a little bit about the research you did to create such a vivid depiction of life in this 1500’s tribal society? 

Krista: I wrote The Wind Whisperer while living on land once owned by Pocahontas. She was a huge inspiration to me. In addition to digging deep into the local traditions, I researched tribes from all over the United States. If a custom was particularly intriguing I probably borrowed it in order to add color to the story.

KL: In your bio, you mention that Twilight served as a springboard for your writing career.  So, are you Team Edward or Team Jacob? 

Krista: Team Edward! Even Bella knew deep in her bones that Edward was the love of her life.

KL:  Did you find yourself rooting for one of your male leads over the other when writing The Wind Whisperer?  

Krista: When I first outlined The Wind Whisperer I had in mind a Romeo and Juliet type love story. I originally was rooting for Jayttin (Romeo) but fell in love with Elan, Anaii's best friend. He was supposed to have been killed off early in the story but I didn't have the guts to do it.

KL:   I love the scene when Anaii and Jayttin meet for the first time!  They have such a special chemistry.  Is there a particular scene that you especially enjoyed writing? 

Krista: I enjoyed writing a lot of scenes, but one favorite was when Elan kisses Anaii for the first time. Anaii is looking for that exciting sort of love that stops your heart. Naturally she overlooks her best friend Elan who she has known her whole life. After that first magical kiss everything changes, and Anaii begins to see her friend in a new light.

 KL: Thank you for your time.  I certainly look forward to reading more of Anaii’s story!

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EM's Review and Interview: Genesis Project by Tigris Eden

About the Book

Sci-Fi Erotica Romance

Date Published: 1/28/2014

Old earth has been deemed unsuitable for life, New Earth is home. With the Uni-Wars over, races have joined together in order to sustain their way of life. All life was considered worth saving, but only one race failed to submit. Humans.

Now extinct, humans are a thing of the past. The people of New Earth won’t acknowledge their hand in their eradication, but they have benefited from it. Dr. Vaggo Blackmore has found the answer, he’s restored his races way of life- sustenance through farming. The one thing that will give them back their long lives….. Blood, human blood.

Biologically engineered in a lab, Genesis Blackmore has always been different. Her father has told her it’s due to her enhancements, the Federated Council sees her as a genetic mutation; and her fellow peers see her as the shiny new toy. Gen has had better days.

Everyone on New Earth has milky white skin, platinum blonde hair, and electric blue eyes. It’s the norm. Genesis’ glossy, black hair, ice blue eyes ringed by gold, would have almost made her socially acceptable- if it wasn't for her golden skin and blue, gold veins. In a sea of milky white she alone is the dark anomaly.

All Pars get their life’s nourishment through blood plasma. All Pars find their match through the tasting. Gen can do neither, forbidden by her father to do so. She can neither taste, nor be tasted. Something that’s never bothered her until now.

About the Author

Tigris Eden

One of Tigris’ fondest memories, was in the sixth grade, when her teacher read her story, “The Case of The Missing Pepperoni”, out loud to the class. It was then she decided she wanted to be a writer when she grew up. But like all childhood dreams, reality has a way of crashing in and disrupting plans. But her imagination and the voices inside her head never stopped talking. Every dream she could remember was jotted down in her dream journals. 

Tigris is currently working on the Shadow Unit Series, Romantic Tales: Bedtimes Stories, and has expanded on the Genesis Project which will now be a trilogy introduced in 2014. 

Tigris is a military brat who’s done her fair share of travelling, thanks to her Army father. She’s married to the infamous LL and has three boys. She currently resides in Houston and is actively seeking a book-buddy for the end of the world. 

You can find Tigris on Twitter, Facebook, and at her website.

Website: authortigriseden.com 

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TigrisEdenAuthor

Twitter: Tigris_Eden 

Blog: tigriseden.com 

Interview

EM: First tell us a little about yourself.

T: Let's see...mother of three boys, book lover, music connoisseur, and debater of movies. And of course I tell fantastical and sometimes dark stories collected from the voices in my head, under the pen name Tigris Eden. But for the most part I'm just chill, it's the people around me that are crazy. :)  

EM: That reminds me of the t-shirt my husbands has. "I do what the voices in my wife's head tell me." How do you find time to write with the kids? I know it's struggle for me with my three!

T: Well, I started my life a lot earlier than was planned. My youngest is 16 and my oldest is 19, soon to be 20 and there’s a 17 year old soon to be 18 in the middle.  I had Darryl (Oldest) when I was 16 and my two younger sons who I adore to pieces came with my better half LL.  When they were younger it was near to impossible to write. I did manage to have a poem published somewhere in there while they were in grade school.  But now, they pretty much leave me alone. My 19 year old actually enjoys reading my books! ( I should probably be worried) LOL.

But in all honestly I still have to check in with them, make sure they’re being responsible and of course have numerous talks about real life situations. It was hard to find balance at first, because when I  said, “I’m going to do the damn thing and write,” it was hard for them and me. So we came up with a schedule. Writing time, and then family time. Now it’s mostly writing time, as I've lost some cool points. They all have jobs and don’t really require my assistance as much anymore.

EM: That actually makes me kind of sad. Mine are younger and I'm thinking of the day when it's all writing time because they don't need me anymore! Boohoo!!! Okay, mommy moment over. How many books do you have out and do you self publish?

T: Aww Don’t be sad! It will happen!

All my books are self-published. I have a total of 11 published. Two of them are not on the shelf yet, and I have three more slated for this year. I really enjoy self-pubbing. It gives me a bit more freedom, and yes its hard work, but I have a great team…

EM: Yes...it does take a village to publish a book doesn't it? Are all your books science fiction erotica?

T: It really does! There is a lot of stuff that goes on, and frankly sometimes I want to take a step back and just say, “Yo, for real! Did that just happen.” LOL But then I remember why I chose that route in the first place and am once again happy.

No, all my books are not Sci-Fi Erotica, this is actually my first attempt at Sci-Fi. It does have a bit of a PNR twist to it though as we’re dealing with vampires.  I have two other series, Romantic Tales: Bedtime Stories Season 2 actually features another attempt at Sci-Fi, but with a female assassin feel to it.  Then there is my more popular, PNR Erotic Romance The Shadow Unit Series which features, all types of Paranormal beings.

EM: I do think Genesis Project would be enjoyed by both scifi and paranormal fans. You have weaved the two together in a very unique way. There is a lot of genetics involved in this story. What kind of research did you have to do for the book?

T: For The Genesis Project, I am not even going to lie, I did minimum research. Not that its necessarily a good thing, but sometimes the nerd in my sneaks her way back into my life, and throws me off on a tangent.  So to eliminate that behavior I looked up key things that I know a little about and then of course I watched the movie Splice. Btw, great movie starting Adrien Brody!

Then I just made stuff up along the way. I’m sure if a true geneticist read my story, they would straight up tell me my ideas, although possibly well thought out are just whacked! LOL  But that’s what great about writing Fiction, it’s my story and if I say Gen was created in a lab via the help of a computer and its mechanical arm, well then, that’s what happened.

I am the first to admit I go against the grain, I don’t follow all the rules. I like to think of my canvas as The Matrix. LOL  “Is that really a word you’re writing? Or are you simply seeing it for what you think it should be.” There it goes, the nerd in me! LOL


EM: Girl...we should hang OUT! We could get our nerd on up in here! You would be surprised at
 the things I don't have to research either just because Discovery channel is like porn to me. Do you know any good nerdy pick up lines?  I've got one:

Do you have 11 protons? 'Cause you're Sodium fine!

T: OMFG! I love it! Okay… Okay… I got one!  Are you sitting on the F5 Key? Cause your ass is refreshing!

My husband and I quote movie lines, literally all day! I could be walking by and all of a sudden he will bust out with something like:  I’m kind of a big deal… Then I reply with… (totally out of order, but still hilarious as hell) I wanna be on you!

We totally need to hook up! And OMG! ANCIENT ALIENS! I could go on and on! Myth Busters! Another fav channel is NATGEO! We watch Dual Survivor re-runs.. So be safe in the knowledge that if the world should end and technology is on the fritz!… (Hoping it doesn't, as I’m still seeking a book buddy for the end of the world) I can start a fire with brillo pad wire, cotton, and Vaseline!

EM: I can start fire with water. Okay, not just water, but a water bottle and a piece of paper...and it can't be cloudy outside. ANYWAY! I think I'm getting this interview away from your book, but I do believe readers will know a little more about you..maybe TMI! So, back to Genesis...uhem. It's evident that more books are to follow. How many installments do you expect to be in the Genesis series?

T: :)

Right now I have it at three books total in the series with the next book, Origins coming out in Jan of 2015. Third book is not titled yet, but maybe it could be called, The Light of Zothar and Gen lol! Joking! :) but in all seriousness just the three for now I'm throwing some titles around for the third book in my head now.

EM: Well, you definitely left this book open and me itching to know what happens next! Do you have any final words to leave readers with?

T: Final words.... Hmm... I'd like to say a big Thank You to Emily for having me on the blog today! I hope all who've read The Genesis Project will stick around for more, and those who are new readers will give her chance.
And if you really liked Gen stop by and leave us a review! We'd love to hear your thoughts!
Thanks again!

EM: No, thank you Tigris for taking the time to hang out with me for a bit!  It was so much fun!

Review

Tigris Eden creates a new and intriguing world in Genesis project. She's combined science fiction and paranormal seamlessly to bring readers an erotic tale. In this story, we follow Genesis, an adult, who is just learning how to be a Par (vampire) because her "father" has kept her secreted away. Many steamy scenes follow as she falls for the resident hot guy.

I wish there had been more to the plot of this first story as it really just seemed to be the introduction to any action. That being said, I will be looking for the next book as Ms. Eden has left us on a whopper of a cliffhanger.

This story is definitely for adults only and will provide a quick easy read for lovers of scifi or paranomral erotica.

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