Destined for Dreams release day!

Release day is finally here.  Join Cori and Bartol in this second installment as they face new challenges and discover new aspects about themselves.  You’ll also get to see many of your favorite characters from the Sensor Series, including Melena, Lucas, Emily, Kerbasi, Derrick, Kariann, and Tormod.  Plus updates on how things are going with the nerou.

I truly enjoyed writing this novel and hope you all enjoy reading it!

SUMMARY

Not all relationships are fun and games—especially in the supernatural world.

Cori and Bartol might be bonded mates, but that doesn’t mean they’re ready to accept an eternity with each other. They are both wounded souls with tragic pasts that haunt them and not quite ready to trust anyone. But all that may have to be set aside with new problems threatening their future. A demon is on the rise, intent on conquering the world. Bartol may be the only one who can stop him. And Cori discovers she’s developed a mystical ability that could put her at odds with the supernatural community. They’ve got their work cut out for them if they want to survive the coming storm, but supporting each other just might be the answer if they’re willing to take a chance.

Destined for Dreams is the second installment in the Dark Destiny Trilogy. Join Cori and Bartol on their journey to finding love and redemption even under the most difficult circumstances.

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Word count– 103,000 (approximate)

Add to your Goodreads TBR list- https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34831207-destined-for-dreams


RETAILER LINKS

AMAZON US     AMAZON UK

AMAZON DE     AMAZON AU

AMAZON CA    AMAZON FR

NOOK   KOBO   ITUNES

 

*Destined for Dreams will only be available for a limited time on Nook, Kobo, and iTunes before it will become exclusive to Amazon for the Kindle Unlimited program.  Grab your copy while you can!

Excerpt from Destined for Dreams

I know you all have been waiting patiently for the next installment in the Dark Destiny Series. In a few days, I’ll be doing the official cover reveal and announcing the release date (which is very soon, I promise!).  For now, I thought I’d go ahead and share the first two chapters of the novel.  Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1

 Bartol

When a man has too much time on his hands, and he’s trying his best not to think of a certain troublesome woman in his life, he must find some sort of distraction.  Over the last few weeks, while avoiding the aforementioned woman, Bartol had turned to an old hobby—one that came from a time before electricity and modern machinery—back in the days when a man used his bare hands and simple tools for crafting his work.  And if he did a reasonably good job, he might even make a little money for his efforts.  Carpentry had been his trade off and on for many centuries whenever he had the spare time or needed a little extra cash.

When Bartol had gotten the brilliant idea to start up his old hobby again, it had seemed simple enough.  Build a table, some chairs, perhaps a desk—easy.  Of course, he’d had to construct a workshop first since there was hardly enough space in his cabin, but that hadn’t been too difficult despite the cold Alaskan weather.  And as a nephilim—half angel and half human—who’d lived more than eighteen-hundred years, Bartol had the strength of dozens of humans to speed up the process.  It had kept him busy and helped keep Cori from his mind—the woman who’d become his bonded mate and then rejected him.

Bartol sighed deeply and ran a brush over the chair, staining the wood a deep russet color.  It would be beautiful when it was done, maybe his best work yet. Working his way over the high back, similar to the Victorian style, he recalled what had first driven him to learn such a trade.  It was, ironically, to impress women.  He didn’t impress them now, most especially his mate, with his scars and reclusive behavior, but at least the work served a more important purpose.

He’d discovered how much humans would pay for unique pieces, and he’d found someone in Fairbanks willing to sell the furniture for him to local customers as well as others across the country.  The first piece he’d put on the market, a desk, had netted him over a thousand dollars.  It was a start to rebuilding the fortune he’d lost while locked away in Purgatory for more than a century.  If one must be confined as a prisoner for a long period, it was a bad idea to do it just before the economy went into shambles and a recession started.  Most of his investments were lost, and he’d had no idea it was happening until it was too late.

So now Bartol was starting over and taking whatever jobs he could.  The archangels were paying him a fair wage for his assistance in training a young nerou crossbreed—Tormod—who had both angel and demon blood, as well as a little something else, but that job would run out in a few months.  He needed to have something else in place before then.

Plus, Bartol didn’t want to rely on the archangels any more than necessary, especially since they were the ones who’d confined him to Purgatory in the first place and caused him to lose nearly everything.  They might regret the severity of their punishment now that they knew he wasn’t as guilty as they’d thought, but it didn’t undo the damage.  Bartol had been tortured both physically and psychologically during that time and scarred for life.  He would never be the same man again, which was likely why Cori had rejected him.  She had to see he wasn’t worth her time or energy.

A shuffling noise came from just outside the workshop.  He’d almost missed it with the blowing wind hitting the walls and windows as yet another snow storm passed through.  If not for a wood-burning stove nearby, it would have been freezing inside.

Bartol stiffened and slowly turned on his stool.  Only a few people knew about this private escape deep in the woods, and none of them were expected.  Tormod had the day off to spend with his mother, no friends had mentioned dropping by for a visit, and Cori had yet to discover his shop since he’d constructed the building well out of sight from his cabin, and he hadn’t spoken to her since before it was built anyway.

As the door slid open, a large, muscular figure appeared with snow swirling around him.  His body blocked what little light was available on such a gloomy day as he entered the workshop.  It took a moment for Bartol’s eyes to make out the chiseled features of his oldest rival and closest friend.

“Caius,” he said, standing.  “It’s been a long time.”  More than two centuries, in fact.

The older nephilim chuckled and moved forward to stand under the solitary light bulb hanging from the ceiling.  “Too long.”

“How did you find me?”  Bartol hadn’t exactly advertised his current whereabouts to the supernatural world, considering all he wanted was solitude since returning to Earth.

“Word travels, my friend, especially after what you did to get yourself thrown in Purgatory.  People pay attention. Continue reading

May 2017 updates

I’ve got a ton of updates for you all regarding free books, audio, and other stuff.  Things have been a bit hectic for me lately, so I didn’t get a chance to mention some of them sooner, but to make up for that I’ll do a giveaway at the end of this post.

First off, Darkness Haunts (book 1 of the Sensor Series) is currently free on Amazon, B&N, Kobo, and iTunes.  This is the first time I’ve ever dropped the price that low since I released it over four years ago.  If any of you haven’t tried this series yet, this is your chance to check it out.  The price will be going back up to $3.99 in about a week so be sure to grab it while you can.  It is whispersynced for the audio listeners out there, too.

Speaking of which, Darkness Taunts (book 2 of the Sensor Series) is finally whispersynced as well for anyone who might have skipped grabbing the audio of that one (I’ve heard some people didn’t get it for that reason).

 


Next up is Stalked by Flames.  While all of the Dragon’s Breath books are exclusive to Amazon for the moment, and in the Kindle Unlimited program for people to borrow, the first book in the series is also available to Amazon Prime readers for free.  This will only last for a few more weeks, so pick up your copy of Stalked by Flames if you haven’t already.  And yes, it is whispersynced for the audio listeners who might want to grab that as well.

Also, those waiting on Christmas with Dragons to be in audio don’t have much longer to wait.  It should be available by the end of May.  The narrator and sound engineers are wrapping up production on it now.


In case some of you were holding out on picking up Destined for Shadows until it was in Kindle Unlimited, it is in the program now.  I’ll keep it there for the time being, but the next installment in the Dark Destiny Series, Destined for Dreams, will be wide on all the retailers for a short period before it goes into KU.  The release for that will likely be in late June of this year.

Destined for Shadows is also now available in paperback for those who are interested.  I don’t have news for audio yet, but I’ll let you know as soon as I do.  There will likely be a separate post about what is going on with that.


Now for the giveaway!  One lucky individual will win a paperback copy of Destined for Shadows, a tote bag, and a fridge magnet.  All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below (with a valid email address in the appropriate field) and tell me which of my books you have liked the best so far.

This giveaway will run until midnight (CDT) on Sunday, May 7th, 2017.  One random person will be chosen as the winner.  I will respond to them in the comments section below and send them an email to get their mailing information.  This is open to international contestants.

Destined for Shadows ebook release!

I am happy to announce that Destined for Shadows is now available.  This is the first novel in the Dark Destiny Series, which features two of the side characters from the Sensor books.  Cori and Bartol both have dark and disturbing pasts that haunt them, but they are explosive when they’re together.  Follow their journey as they learn to overcome their obstacles and maybe eventually find love (this is a slow burn romance).  I have decided to give them three books, so there’s plenty more to come from them this year.  You can also expect to see many of your favorite characters from the Sensor Series to find out how they’re doing.

Check out all the details below, including the summary and retailer links. Hope you enjoy!

SUMMARY

When you’re human in a supernatural world, life can have unexpected twists.

Cori has spent the last few years trying to get herself back on track after tragedy struck in the worst possible way. She’s opened a business, made new friends, and even helped save lives. Sure, she doesn’t tell anyone about the dark deeds haunting her, but she does her best to make up for them whenever she can. That includes helping her new neighbor, a half-angel who has just spent a hundred years in Purgatory, adjust to modern life.

Bartol is damaged inside and out. The torture he has suffered left him with no desire to interact with the outside world, and so far he’s pushed everyone he knows away. Cori can’t help wanting to do what she can for the traumatized immortal—even if it requires being a little pushy—because she’s drawn to him for reasons she can’t explain. And, anyway, a little crankiness has never been enough to scare her off.

But her plans are about to come crashing down when a man from her past returns with vengeance on his mind. He’s not human anymore, and he wants Cori dead. In the end, it might not be her saving Bartol, but the other way around.

 

Word count: 92,000

Add to your Goodreads list here:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33833791-destined-for-shadows

*I will post updates on the paperback and audio formats as I have them.


RETAILER LINKS

AMAZON US     AMAZON UK

AMAZON DE     AMAZON AU

AMAZON CA    AMAZON FR

NOOK   KOBO   ITUNES

Excerpt from Destined for Shadows

Those of you who are in Facebook fan group have gotten a couple of snippets already, but today I’m posting the first two chapters of Destined for Shadows.  I thought I’d hold off until now so you wouldn’t have long to wait until the rest of the novel came out.  Hope you enjoy!


Chapter 1

 Cori

Cori used to have a cranky old lady for a neighbor who nagged her incessantly about her numerous faults, but Ms. Callahan had recently been replaced by a cranky immortal with a lack of social skills who rarely made an appearance outside of his cabin.  She should have appreciated the change.  Truly, she should have been happy that her one and only neighbor for miles in the Alaskan wilderness kept to himself.  Except the immortal was half angel—also known as a nephilim—who’d just come from a hundred-year prison sentence in Purgatory.  And yeah, it was the same Purgatory from religious texts that most people thought was only a myth.  A place in some other plane of existence where souls were tortured for their crimes on Earth.

Bartol, the nephilim, needed someone to bring him out of his shell and show him how to live again.  Cori believed she was the right woman for the job.  Not that she was looking to get into a relationship or anything.  Neither of them was in a place where they were ready for that, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t give Bartol the kick-start he needed to get going again, and they could have a little fun along the way.  She liked focusing on other people’s problems, rather than her own.  Especially since her problems were in the past and not exactly fixable.

Cori headed for the kitchen, entering the only part of her two-bedroom cabin she’d remodeled since moving into the place a few years ago.  It had black marble counters, dark wood cabinets, and stainless steel appliances.  A window was set over the sink so she could view the forest behind her place and a bit of the blue sky above.  She loved cooking in the kitchen even if she had to eat alone most of the time.  Her regular customers at the tattoo studio would have never guessed she enjoyed preparing meals as much as permanently marking people’s skin with artwork.

The lasagna she’d baked sat cooling on the stovetop.  The aroma wafted from the dish, overwhelming her senses and making her stomach growl.  She grabbed a spatula, cut through the pasta, and scooped out a large chunk to put in a plastic container.  Then she took a few slices of the garlic bread she’d also made and put them into a plastic baggy.  Bartol would eat at least a couple of decent meals a week if she had anything to say about it.  Left to his own devices, he only ate baked potatoes or canned soup.  As a man who was born when the Roman Empire was still around, and who’d missed out on the biggest technological changes in modern history, he had a lot of catching up to do if he wanted to survive in this era.

After grabbing a pre-made bowl of salad from the fridge as the final piece of the meal, Cori put everything into a plastic bag and left the house.  Cool air touched her face as she stepped outside.  Though it was mid-September and the days were still long, autumn had already arrived to the Alaskan interior.  She had lived in the state her whole life and was used to the weather being colder than most other places.  Forty degrees might seem a bit cool to southern folks, but she had no problem wearing jeans and a tank top until it hit below freezing.

She carried the food bag as she walked down a narrow dirt road lined with evergreen trees.  The rutted path ran for about half a mile until it reached the highway.  Bartol’s cabin—a smaller one-bedroom place—wasn’t quite as deep in the woods as hers, but it only took a few minutes to reach.  She caught the smoke from the chimney before she saw the actual home.  Only during the warmest days of summer had she not seen it going.

According to Cori’s friend, Melena, the bowels of Purgatory where Bartol had been imprisoned were freezing cold.  The ice set into the bones of whoever stayed there, so that the inhabitants could never truly feel warm.  Melena had gotten over her stay fairly quickly, but she’d only been confined there a few months.  Bartol, whose stay was longer than most people’s life spans, acted as if anything below seventy degrees was too cold for him and kept his fireplace blazing day and night.  The poor guy probably should have moved to Florida, but his friends had talked him into living in Alaska instead.  He had a lot of catching up to do in the modern world, and at least here he could ease into it a little slower.

Cori skipped up the wooden steps to his front porch and knocked on the door.

No answer.

“Bartol!” she yelled.  “I’ve got dinner for you.”

Curses and grunts came from inside.  A minute later, the door flew open and an annoyed man with golden eyes filled the opening.  Cori couldn’t help dropping her gaze to his bare chest where he’d filled out over the past few months—mostly thanks to her cooking.  A healthy nephilim tended to be large and strong due to the angelic half of their DNA, but years of wasting away in Purgatory had left Bartol unnaturally lean.  He’d grown to a healthier weight recently, and his muscles were more defined now.  Black sweatpants covered his long legs, and he had a pair of thick socks on his feet.  For all that he complained about the cold, he didn’t like wearing shirts for some reason.  Cori didn’t mind that little quirk at all.

“Here.” She shoved the bag of food at him.  If she wasn’t brusque and demanding about it, he’d try to refuse her.  “I cooked more than I can eat again.”

Bartol took hold of the bag, sparing it a brief glance.  “Then why don’t you try cooking less?”

And the game resumed with him pretending a complete lack of interest in her food, but she wasn’t fooled.  The containers always appeared on her porch the next morning empty and freshly washed.  He liked her cooking, but he’d never admit it.

“Because most of my recipes were designed to feed a family.”  She didn’t dare admit she’d had a family once and that was how she’d picked up her love of cooking.  It wasn’t something she ever wanted to discuss, not even with her closest friends.

He narrowed his eyes.  “If you knew what was good for you, you’d stay away from me.”

“About the only thing I do that might be considered good for me is take long walks through the woods.”  With a rifle, just in case a bear or other wild animal made an appearance.  “Bringing food to you doesn’t even rate on my list of bad.”

He set the bag on a side table next to the entryway and braced his hands on the door frame, leaning closer to her.  “Look at me.  Do I look friendly or nice to you?”

Cori swallowed.  She had a knack for pretending not to notice the burn scars on the left side of his face.  If she ignored that half, he was stunningly beautiful, but if she stared at the part where a guardian from Purgatory had burned Bartol from his hairline down to his chin—only leaving the area around his eye intact—then his skin bordered on grotesque.  Everything from next to his nose to just before his ear appeared to have melted, begun to heal, and then got locked in place by some sort of magical spell.

That was the story she’d been told by others, anyway, since Bartol would never talk about it.  Nephilim could normally recover from any injury, but what happened to him was an exception to the rule.  His wounds couldn’t be fixed, and he would have to live with the scars for the rest of his life.  He didn’t even have the glamour capabilities some of his kind had to cover it up.  At best, he could make himself invisible, but then no one would notice him at all.  It was kind of sad since she had a feeling there was so much more to him that he kept hidden away.

“I see you,” Cori said, forcing herself to stare at the damaged half of his face.  He’d grown a light beard that obscured some of the scarring, but not all of it.  “So what?” Continue reading