This Week’s Read: Juanita Aydlette

Hello everyone,

Today I am hosting author Juanita Aydlette and her new book, Its In The Blood. Typically I do not read very many first person point of view books but I have to tell you that just by reading Juanita’s excerpt and blurb, I am more than ready to go right out and buy this book. And I think that once you read this blog, you will be too. Enjoy!

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IT’S IN THE BLOOD

By: Juanita Aydlette

 When Gabrielle Madsen accompanies her parents on a three month trip to Africa, she is in for a pretty unique summer. As a botany major in college, her first interest is to hopefully discover a new plant species during her visit. Her discovery, however, tips her world on its axis.

Being a very naïve and dangerously curious young woman, she accepts a sight-seeing invitation from strangers that she met in her hotel lobby. This little escapade sets off a chain of events that changes the course of her life forever.

She instantly falls for one of the group’s members named Joshua Van Ness. Very quickly, their relationship excels.

Joshua and his twin sister, Christina, are descendants of an ancient Brazilian tribe, and they have a deadly secret. Gabby’s curiosity about Josh heats up and puts her life in danger. Will the dark forces that wish to possess Josh and his sister—view Gabby as an extra bonus?

Is this summer love worth the risk?

EXCERPT-IT’S IN THE BLOOD

Chris swerved like a mad woman following the narrow path. Then she made a quick detour off the man-made trail. Once again my arms and legs were being slapped mercilessly by overgrown shrubbery—fresh cuts appeared. There was no cleared path, but Christina didn’t falter reaching her destination. The four of us had ventured much farther into the jungle than I’d realized, and now she was going even deeper—but in a different direction.

Lord, please let me survive this and I promise I won’t do it again,” I whispered.

“We’re almost there. Take your feet off the pedals.” We slowed to a stop and she got off of the bike. “Get the flashlight from my back pack. We go on foot from here.”

“What? Where are we going? Josh told us to leave this place.”

“Just come on Gabby, hurry!”

I was horrified at the gall of this chick, but what could I do? I was totally helpless in a world that I knew nothing about—her world. “Josh is going to need more medicine.” She snatched the flashlight from my hand and yanked me forward by my wrist. My fingers grew numb from her grip. I was running on my toes like a three year old trying to hold on to her mother’s hand. We walked for about twenty minutes among flying bugs that struggled to get to

the light. I inhaled and coughed—nearly choking—hacking up something which had flown up my nose and down into my throat.

“God help us,” I said.

She snickered with amusement. “Look!” She directed the light straight ahead and we stopped. “The flowers open only at night, so you can see them if you’re brave enough to take the risk.”

“What about the medicine for Josh?” I frowned with dismay.

“This is it!” I focused upon this tree which was totally out of place among its neighboring giants. “It’s called ‘Ixcanan Aka,’ meaning Polly Red Heat. I call it “burning bush.” The leaves were lime green with crimson flowers extending from its smooth limbs. Small red berries in plentiful patches hung on the ends. It stood graceful in the light while surrounded by its towering cousins. The larger trees leaned their appendages over to shroud it like a wall of protection. “The leaves and berries are an antibiotic,” she explained. “We’ll make a compress with them, cover his wounds and wrap them in bandages. Let’s stuff as much as we can in my back pack and our pockets.” We hurriedly stripped the icon of its precious beauty. A sense of welcome radiated from the tree as though it was happy to be of service. Then it struck me.

“Wait, you mean we’re not taking him to the doctor?”

“No need to, we have everything we need right here. Hurry, we might be able to meet them back on the trail. He’ll be pissed that we’re still out here, but I know what’s best for him.”

“I don’t believe this.” I shook my head in total bewilderment as I followed my sister-in-law’s direct orders. Where was her head?

I knew that, though medicinal plants have been used throughout the ages, the healing process is a slow one. The antibiotic properties in some plants are very minute and they require a lot more frequent and larger doses in order to work. Most plants, the leaves are crushed and boiled in water to make a tea.

After every storage compartment was full, we started walking back to where we left the bike. I held her hand with a solid grip. My fresh bug bites were giving me grief and I did everything in my power not to scratch. I was carrying the back pack by then.

Chris slowed her pace.

“Gabby, I think we’re in trouble.” She stopped in her tracks and called my attention to the flashlight. Its luminescence was slowly fading. As the light flickered out, I cringed at the sight

of a different pair of yellow lights gleaming in the dark from behind her in the distance. My expression conveyed the unmistakable message—we were not alone.

In total darkness, a disturbing hush surrounded us once again. The feeding insects no longer buzzed around my head and the humid breeze stopped blowing. Dead leaves crunched as the closely-positioned lights moved near. Finally, a reverberating growl split the silence. The king had returned for his prize.

A shallow gasp escaped my lips. Christina pulled me closer for a last embrace. Our hearts thudded rapidly against each other and we leaned our heads together, waiting for the end. Then it happened. The pair of glowing eyes ascended into the air—then dove towards us, accompanied by an ear splitting snarl. They were met by

a matching pair of eyes—head on, and an even louder, more terrifying roar.

“Thank, you Jesus,” Christina whispered.

What?”

We listened to the sounds of massive beasts, tumbling, growling in the dark. I couldn’t even scream for I knew this was our last day on earth—and what was the meaning of her remark? We didn’t heed the warning as we escaped death an hour earlier, and the yelping of one injured animal let me know that it would be over soon. The winner would be coming for us—served on a platter, just as Josh said. I hoped it would be a quick death.

Questions for Blog Interview with Amy Deason

Re: novel “IT’S IN THE BLOOD”

Amy-How did you come up with the title of your book?

Juanita-I had actually written about a hundred pages before I came up with the title. I sort of let the story lead me to it.

Amy-What inspired you to become a writer?

Juanita-I have always wanted to write, but I really decided to take the plunge after reading Stephanie Meyer’s novels. By the time I finished reading BREAKING DAWN, my mind was made up. My first novel was actually one that I wrote to see if I really had “the stuff” to write. It was a 321 page sequel to her book BREAKING DAWN. At the same time, I started writing IT’S IN THE BLOOD. The sequel is in a box on my book shelf. I let a few people read it and they loved it.

Amy-Who has been the biggest supporter of your writing?

Juanita– My youngest brother and my husband were my biggest supporters. I think my husband was glad when I finished it, because he and my dog were almost transparent for nearly nine

  1. My first novel was actually one that I wrote to see if I really had “the stuff” to write. It was a 321 page sequel to her book BREAKING DAWN. At the same time, I started writing IT’S IN THE BLOOD. The sequel is in a box on my book shelf. I let a few people read it and they loved it.

Amy-Who has been the biggest supporter of your writing?

Juanita– My youngest brother and my husband were my biggest supporters. I think my husband was glad when I finished it, because he and my dog were almost transparent for nearly nine months.

Amy-On average, how many minutes a day did you spend working on your book, both mentally and physically?

Juanita– I would spend about two hours each night when I got home from work—during the week, and about five hours on Saturday and Sunday.

Amy– And just for fun and to give the readers an insight to you: If you could put a soundtrack with your book, what are some of the songs that would be on it?

Juanita– This is the hardest question of all, because I’ve been trying to pick the perfect songs for my video trailer. Since I’m “older” everyone may not be familiar with these songs, because a couple of them are from back in the day. But if I had to pick the top four, they would be:

  1. Opposites Attract by:Paula Abdul
  2. Through the Fire by:Chaka Khan
  3. Eye of the Tiger by: Survivor
  4. Portuguese Love by:Teena Marie

There are so many songs that would fit this story.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

JUANITA AYDLETTE was born in Shreveport, Louisiana—presently resides in Garland, Texas with her husband and little dog.

Juanita decided to fulfill her life-long dream to become a published author, after reading a series of novels that brought back childhood memories of her obsession with fairies, genies and magical lands. “IT’S IN THE BLOOD”, a powerful love story, is filled with passion, suspense and un-dying devotion. The sequel “BLOOD TIES” is a continuation of events that plagues the Caiubi family. It is targeted for publication in late 2015.

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