Must Read Monday presents…Tracey!!

Hello all. Are you looking for a great book to read? Well I have one for you. Midnight Angel, Council Book 1. But first I want to introduce the talented author, Tracey Wood.

 

Hi Tracey. I am so glad you were able to join us today.

Hi Amy. Thanks for having me.

Now Tracey, what can you tell us about your book? (I love the title by the way.)

I can do better than that. How about I give you the blurb?

That would be great!

BLURB:   

After almost losing her life in a vicious, bloody attack. Kat Shaw, a thirty-something, divorcee, discovers that there are such things as monsters. And the predator who attacked her is not human. She starts to develop unusual skills which have murderous consequences. And is an unwilling witness to multiple, brutal murders, seen through the eyes a killer. Thrown into a battle of Good vs. Evil, she falls in love with two men who are not what they seem. While her attacker stalks her and continues to murder the innocent. She has to find the inner strength to take on and fight the demons from hell. To protect her family and friends while also trying to save her own life.

Wow, this sounds absolutely amazing. I  know I’m interested. Can you give us a little more? Like maybe an excerpt?

Sure, no problem. Here you go.

EXCERPT:

The park was empty at this time of night. All the children had gone home hours ago. The nights were getting colder and the evening air bit through my clothes, making me shiver. A light dew clung to my hair and skin as the darkness closed in around me, shrouding me from the main road.

After a long day at work, I made my way along the manmade path. It was a good shortcut taking fifteen minutes off my journey. I would soon be home, safe and warm.

What to have for dinner? Hmm. Pizza! Yeah, I’ll dial a pizza. Treat myself. Why not?

Happy with my decision, I carried on my way.

Pulling my jacket collar up around my neck, I tried to beat the cold and the shiver running up my spine.

A sharp pain shot through my head, stunning me, and suddenly I was flying across the path. My forehead hit the ground with an audible thump. Another powerful flash of pain. Black blotches blurred my vision as I tried to focus on my surroundings.

I attempted to get up but something struck my back, flattening me to the ground. The wind rushed from my lungs. I couldn’t move! A heavy weight sat on my back, holding me down. I struggled to draw enough air into my lungs. Something sharp penetrated my back, then my arms and the top of my leg. It was pure agony!

What’s happening? Have I been stabbed?

Tucking my flailing hands under my body, I attempted to get up, a silent scream trapped inside me, but the weight held me in place.

Snaking my body, I wriggled across the compact soil of the path, attempting to pull myself forward. It was no use. I couldn’t even get to my hands and knees.

My clothes were ripped from my back as the onslaught continued.

The pain slowly dulled, even though I was still at the mercy of my attacker. My heart pounded with fear as this predator snatched at my body. I was shaken violently from side to side. My gut told me my attacker was male. He was dominant, strong, and overpowering.

Oh God, this can’t be happening. No, please. I don’t want to die!

Glancing around frantically for a weapon, I realized I still had my keys in my hand. Without thinking, I slashed them behind my back with as much force as I could. They bit into something soft. Warm fluid flowed over me.

I had hurt him and possibly made him angrier. This unseen person was going to do the unthinkable. He was going to violate me, rob me of my life, or both. I desperately needed to get away from this monster. But how? I couldn’t fight back. Damn it, I couldn’t even move.

Nausea washed over me as my body weakened, my life draining away. A dark mist clouded my mind, consuming me, consuming my thoughts. I was going to die here in a lonely, dark park in the middle of London. I would never see my family and friends again.

Why? Why? I want to live. Help me, please help me, someone!

As if this monster had heard my silent plea, the shaking suddenly stopped. The weight lifted slightly and I could breathe. Relief washed over me.

Had the attack finished? Did he think I was dead?

I lay still, faking death, struggling not to take deep, gulping breaths. I fought the panic pumping through my body.

I became aware of a stroking sensation on my back, a light caress. Small strokes, followed by a sound I could not identify. The strokes became harder and the noise louder. A wet, squelching sound.

What is that?

My head spun with confusion and panic as I strained to locate my attacker. I saw a movement from the corner of my eye. I turned but couldn’t focus. It was too dark and I was in shock.

Warm liquid ran down my back, arms, and legs. Blood. My blood, but there was no pain, still no pain.

In a moment of clarity, I knew I had to move. To get away before my attacker struck again.

I don’t know about anyone else but I seriously got chills just from reading that. A good sign that a book is going to be an incredible read. Now that we know a little about your book, do you mind if I ask a few questions to find out more about you?

No problem. Fire away.

Okay great. First question. If you could pick another name for yourself, ANY name, what would it be?

I like names that go for a boy or girl like Charley, Danni, Mercedes. I think it would be something like Harley.

I love different names too. I always thought if I had another girl, I would name her Jemma. Okay, next question. If you had to pick one, what would be your pet peeve? The thing that drives you crazy?

I think it is more of a hate really. Its cruelty to animals. I can’t stand it.

I agree. I don’t understand how anyone could harm an innocent animal. It’s terrible. On a happier note, what is one thing you would LOVE to do?

I would love to be psychic so that I could help to solve crimes or murders.

Other than an author, I think that would be an awesome job. Speaking of authors, who is your favorite?

There are so many but Richelle Mead.

I’m sorry to say that I don’t know who that is. But I will definitely have to check her out. Last question. What is your greatest fear?

Spiders and Clowns

I can understand the spiders. They are so nasty. Ewwww. Thank you so much for being here Tracey. I hope that you will come back and visit again. Before you go, can you give us a quick bio and contact/buy links?

Thanks for having me. Here you go.

BIOGRAPHY:

Tracey A Wood has lived in Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire in the United Kingdom, for all of her life. She has been married for over thirty years and has two children. One of her boy’s lives at home due to being disable the other has flown the coup. She has three cats that are her babies, and she talks to them all of the time. Funny thing is they don’t answer back.

She loves snowboarding, skiing, jumping out of aeroplanes and bungee jumping. Well, that is when other people are doing them. She prefers to have her nose in a book or writing one. She also loves to people watch which her husband is always telling her to stop doing. She has a job that she enjoys and works full time. Although if she won the lottery, that might change! She has also got a very good imagination.

In 2014, she decided to take the bull by the horns and send her manuscript to Soul Mate Publishing. She feels so privileged to have her book published, as this is the first one that she has written. It has made her dream of being a published author a reality. Life really is too short to wait, you’ve got to go for it. She is still working full time and is also working on another book in her limited spare time. Her favourite saying is ‘Everything happens for a reason’ which she also believes is true.

Her books are fast paced and centred on a female lead who finds an inner strength after being thrown into situations that are beyond her control.

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Angel-Council-Book-1-ebook/d

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Here to Tantalize Us…MJ!

Good morning everyone. Today on Tantalizing Tuesday, I have MJ Compton and her newest book, Omega Moon Rising.

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Hi MJ. It is always so exciting to have a new book release. What can you tell us about it?

I am so glad to be here. Thanks for hosting me. Here is the hook and the blurb for Omega Moon:

HOOK:

One desperate woman intent on escape.
One brash werewolf determined to deny his DNA.
Until his destiny becomes her deliverance.

BLURB:

Abigail Grant has a secret . . . and a plan to keep her younger sister from suffering the same fate. Her strategy would have worked if she hadn’t been seduced by sweet-talking musician Luke Omega. Suddenly she’s plucked from the life she wanted to escape, but her new circumstances only expose her to a different danger—or is it her salvation?
Luke has a secret, too. He believes he can change his destiny through willpower—and a little blue pill. When he inadvertently gets mixed up in the Grant sisters’ troubles and his pack alpha orders him to marry Abigail, his family insists he tell her he’s a werewolf. But Luke claims Abigail is not his life mate. She doesn’t need to know what happens to him on the full moon.
Until he accidentally stumbles across her secret. Then all bets are off.
Wow! This sounds incredible. Is there any way you can give us a taste of what is to come in your book? Like maybe a teeny excerpt?
Absolutely! Here you go:
Excerpt:

She, Abigail Grant, had a date with Luke Omega.
Gary was going to kill her. But Luke Omega would be worth the grief, with his dimples, blond curls, and the indent in his chin. Plus he was a celebrity. But most importantly, he said he would help her get her songs in front of Toke Lobo. After the concert was late, though, and if Gary ever found out, he would make her life miserable.
But she had a date with Luke Omega.
Abby thought about what the lateness might also mean—beyond being a better time to run into Toke Lobo. Luke had been kind to Libby, which meant he was either trying to impress her or he was genuinely a sweet guy. Since nice guys usually ignored her, he must be trying to score points with her by sucking up to her sister, who was difficult at best. Maybe he wanted sex.
Abby wasn’t much of a dreamer any more. When she’d been a little girl and her father was still alive, when she and Libby and Mama were the suns to Daddy’s moon, life had been full of possibilities. But a freak accident left Mama a widow with two girls to support. The last fantasy Abby allowed herself was that Gary and Mama got married because they loved each other. A whole week went by before reality betrayed her.
Nowadays, the closest she came to dreaming was wishing Mama would get better and divorce Gary. But Mama was dying and the family needed Gary’s paycheck and health insurance. Needed to keep paying the taxes on the little house on Silver Moon Terrace in order to keep a roof over their heads.
Abby couldn’t bring herself to tell Mama being homeless might be better. Safer.

This sounds like an incredible book. Now I know sometimes music inspires creativity and ideas. Do you happen to have a soundtrack to this book? Music that gets your creative juices flowing?
Definitely! I can’t write a book without a soundtrack.

Here’s the one for Omega Moon Rising:
1) “Monster” (Steppenwolf)
2) “Nature Boy” (Great Society)
3) “Bad Things” (Jace Everett)
4) “What Was I Thinking?” (Dierks Bentley)
5) “I Wish I Was the Moon” (Neko Case)
6) “It Ain’t Me Babe” (Bob Dylan)
7) “Whaddya Want From Me?” (Adam Lambert)
8) “Take Me to Church” (Hozier)
9) “I Guess He’d Rather Be in Colorado” (Mary Travers)
10) “Centerfold” (J. Geils Band)
11) “When Boy Meets Girl” (Terri Clark)
12) “Reflecting Light” (Sam Phillips)
13) “Leaving” (Indigo Girls)
14) “Someday Soon” (Judy Collins)
15) “Strongest Suit (Reprise)” (Aida Original Cast)
16) “Light As the Breeze” (Billy Joel)
17) “My Last Name” (Dierks Bentley)
18) “Yes, I Am” (Melissa Etheridge)
19) “Sometime in the Morning” (The Monkees)

Great songs and great artists! Musicians are such wonderful inspirations. Speaking of musicians, what was your VERY first concert? And who would you love to see now?
My very first concert was a summer event at Ralph Wilson Stadium—Jesse Colin Young, Santana, and Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young.

These days I would love to see . . . I wish I’d seen the Beatles and the Monkees when those groups were together. As far as current acts—my husband and I are trying to see as many of the musical icons of our youth as we can—I’m bummed I missed Janis Ian a couple of years ago when she played in a nearby town. Others I would love to see include Eric Clapton and Van Morrison.

Eric Clapton would definitely be a good one to see. That would make a nice date. Dinner and a concert. Oh hey, do you cook? If so, what is your specialty?

I love to cook. My specialty is experiments. I love to experiment with new recipes and new ingredients. 

New recipes are a lot of fun. Especially pasta ones. And sometimes nothing goes better with pasta than a nice wine. Do you ever drink? If so, what’s your poison?

My favorite alcoholic beverage is red wine. Preferably a Cabernet Sauvignon, but I like Malbec, Tempranillos, and Zinfandels.
On a hot summer day, though, there is nothing like cold sparkling wine. My favorite is Dr. Frank’s Blanc de Noirs, but there are lots of affordable bubblies out there.

Sounds like you know your wines. I’m just beginning to learn LOL. One more question. If you could be anything but an author and your current job, what would it be?

If I weren’t an author and could name my dream job, I would be a caterer for small events—such as dinner parties in someone’s home. Or cooking Friday meals for my Catholic friends during Lent. Or vegetarian kosher meals for Passover. I have a running joke with my critique group about starting my own business: Kosher for Lent.

Well it definitely sounds like you would be a great caterer. Especially with your love of cooking and trying new things.

I want to thank you for being here today and sharing details about your new book and about you. Before you go, can you tell us where we can find you and your books?

Absolutely!

CONTACT LINKS:

 

 

 

This Week’s Read…Tracey Wood!

Hello everyone. This week I am hosting the amazing author Tracey Wood and her novel Midnight Angel.  Everything I have read about this book is both intriguing and exciting and is totally worth checking out. So please continue to read about Tracey and Midnight Angel below. Enjoy!

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BLURB:

Following a terrifying and vicious attack, in a deserted park in London. By a predatory unknown monster. Kat Shaw, a thirty something, divorced, estate agent, starts to develop unusual skills which have murderous consequences. She is witness to multiple, brutal murders through the eyes a killer, which she realises is not human. She is thrown into a battle between Good vs Evil and falls in love with two men who are not what they seem. While her attacker stalks her and continues to murder the innocent. She has to find the inner strength to take on and fight the demons from hell. To protect her family, friends and save her own life and soul. 

EXCERPT: 

I slowly drifted off to sleep.
I started to walk through the woods, following a stream. The sun was shining and I could hear the birds singing. The heat of the day warmed my body, relaxing me, making me happy and content. The smell of the damp earth lay heavy in the air. It was drying out after the heavy rain of winter. Small animals scurried around in the undergrowth, foraging for food.
I walked on a little further and broke through the woods into a small clearing. The stream was wider, deeper here and moving quiet fast. Then there he was, sitting on the rock. Staring at the water’s edge. I approached him, but he never moved.
Stopping a few feet from him. He slowly turned toward me. He knew I was there. He was gorgeous. He looked to be in his late thirties, with golden brown hair, sitting just past his shoulders. There was a hint of red in it that glistened in the sunlight. He had an air of power surround him and his face was the face of an angel. His piercing blue eyes rose, to meet mine.
I woke up.

QUESTION AND ANSWER TIME!! 😄  😎  :mrgreen:

1. What do you like the best about being a writer?
The thing I like most is that I can let my imagination run wild. I start off with an idea of a scene and let it play out in my head.

2. Where do you draw the most inspiration for your stories from? The inspiration for my stories comes from a number of places but I think it all started when I was a little girl, at school. We use to tell each other ghost stories, in the playground at lunch time. I had a teacher who use to encourage the haunted house stories I use to write. He would tell the class ghost stories and encourage us to participate in group talks. I think that is where it all started and I would say, he was my inspiration.

3. Many authors talk about their characters as if they are real people. Do you do this and if so, do you ever get looked at strangely?
Yes I do and they are real to me. Seriously though I seem to get more of a sympathetic look. I think people think I’m a little crazy.

4. Have you ever had to stop right in the middle of something and jot down an idea/scene/conversation for a book? What were you doing?
I actually carry a little book around with me, everywhere! I have short term memory problems so my little pink book is invaluable for everything from picking things up on my way home from work, appointments, passwords and idea’s.

5. What do you like to do in your downtime? 
Downtime, I’m not sure I know what that is, Lol. Actually I don’t get much time for downtime with working full time, I have a disabled son to look after and writing in between. If I haven’t got a computer in front of me I do like to read. I have a lot of favorite authors who I try to keep up to date with their new releases. I love Sherrilyn Kenyon, Rachel Caine, Jennifer Estep, Keri Arthur to name a few.

6. You can have any super power. What is it and why?
Teleportation. Defiantly. No sitting in the car, stuck in traffic. I am up for work, at 5.30 during the week. I could have an extra hour in bed, wouldn’t that be nice.

BIO:

Tracey A Wood has lived in Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire in the United Kingdom, for all of her life. She has been married for thirty years and has two children. One of her boy’s lives at home due to being disable the other has flown the coup. She has three cats that are her babies and she talks to them like they are. Funny thing is they don’t answer back.
She loves snowboarding, skiing, jumping out of aeroplanes and bungee jumping. Well that is when other people are doing them. She prefers to have her nose in a book or writing one. She also loves to people watch which her husband is always telling her to stop doing. She has a job that she enjoys and works full time. Although if she won the lottery that might change! She has also got a very good imagination.
In 2014, she decided to take the bull by the horns and send her manuscript to Soul Mate Publishing. She feels so privileged to have her book published, as this is the first one that she has written. It has made her dream of being a published author a reality. Life really is too short to wait, you’ve got to go for it. She is still working full time and is also working on another book in her limited spare time.  Her favourite saying is ‘Everything happens for a reason’ which she also believes is true.
Her books are fast paced and centred on a female lead who finds an inner strength after being thrown into situations that are beyond her control.

WANT TO CONTACT TRACEY? 

Website:
http://traceywood.wix.com/tracey-a-wood 

Facebook: 
https://www.facebook.com/TraceyAWood.Author 

Twitter:
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Google +: 
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Blog:
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WordPress: 
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Goodreads: 
http://www.goodreads.com/tracey_a_wood

This Week’s Read-C.D. Hersh!!

Hi Everyone,

This week I have C.D. Hersh on my blog and their book, Son of the Moonless Night. This is the third book in the Turning Stone Chronicles. This newly released book has everything. Fantasy, romance, suspense, and most of all, believable characters. And the cover is absolutely breathtaking. This book is definitely worth picking up today!  Please take a moment and read more about this book and the wonderful C.D. Hersh below. Enjoy!

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Son of the Moonless Night

Title – Son of the Moonless Night, The Turning Stone Chronicles, book three

Author – C.D. Hersh

Genre – Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Suspense Romance

Heat Level – Sensual

Release Date: May 27th, 2015

HOOK:

Thrust back into the world of paranormal huntress, Deputy Coroner Katrina Romanovski must unravel a string of murders she believes are vampire attacks. When she discovers the shape shifter she’s in love with is the murderer, she must reconcile her feelings for him, examine her life of violence against paranormals, and justify deceiving him in order to bring him to justice.

BLURB:

Owen Todd Jordan Riley has a secret. He’s a shape shifter who has been hunting and killing his own kind. To him the only good shifter is a dead shifter. Revenge for the death of a friend motivates him, and nothing stands in his way . . . except Katrina Romanovski, the woman he is falling in love with.

Deputy coroner Katrina Romanovski has a secret, too. She hunts and kills paranormal beings like Owen. At least she did. When she rescues Owen from an attack by a werebear she is thrust back into the world she thought she’d left. Determined to find out what Owen knows about the bear, she begins a relationship meant to collect information. What she gets is something quite different-love with a man she suspects of murder. Can she reconcile his deception and murderous revenge spree and find a way to redeem him? Or will she condemn him for the same things she has done and walk away from love?

EXCERPT:

A crash in the alley stopped Katrina Romanovski mid-stride. Like the October mist swirling in off the lake, her gypsy blood stirred sending her intuition into high gear. Something unnatural was happening.

Go see what’s wrong. She heard her father’s voice as clearly as if he stood next to her.

On the heels of his words came her mother’s pragmatic warning in clipped British tones. You know what curiosity killed. Katrina pushed the ever-present warning aside. Mom never approved of Dad’s supernatural hunts and even less of his drawing her into them.

Pulling the oversized cross she always wore out from under her shirt, Kat looked around for a weapon. Please, not a vampire. I hate vampires! A piece of wood sticking out of the trashcan at the front of the alley caught her eye.

Grabbing it, she broke the end off into a sharp point. The mist-filled air filtered the light from the single bulb over one of the alley doorways. The wind swirled the loose trash around making a quiet approach difficult. Sidestepping the paper, with the stake in one hand and holding the gun she took from her purse in the other hand, she crept into the alley.

A roar echoed against the buildings, the sound nearly sending her running. That roar wasn’t a vampire. It sounded more like an animal. Kat inched closer. In the yellow pool of light from the back door of the building, a black bear, over seven feet tall, reared on its back legs and swung its paw at the man standing at the edge of the light. He crashed to the ground, shirt torn open from the slashing claws. Blood covered the fabric, and he clasped his left hand over his shoulder to stem the flow. The bear bent toward him, teeth bared in a smile. A wicked smile.

Kat aimed her gun, but before she could pull the trigger, a shot rang out. The flash of gunpowder lit the face of the injured man. The blast reverberated against the buildings. With an enraged bellow, the bear staggered backward against the wall. Shaking his head, the animal dropped to all four paws. Weaving like a drunk, he lumbered toward his attacker. The man took aim again, shooting the animal between the eyes. Animal and human collapsed on the dirty, littered pavement.

As she started to move forward, Kat’s gypsy senses crawled over her skin like angry red ants. As she slipped back into the shadows, the bear shed fur. Changing size. Then, finally, turning into a man.

Shape shifters. Her stake wasn’t any good against them, and her bullets weren’t silver. This one appeared dead anyway. Had the wounded man seen the shift? Tossing the stake aside, she paused by the shifter and quickly moved to the wounded man. Out cold. Still human.

When she touched him, his eyelids fluttered open. “Did I get it?”

“What?”

“The bear.”

Amazon buy links:

The Promised One (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 1):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00DUMODKI

paperback: http://amzn.com/1619353504

Blood Brothers (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 2):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00OVNFC8W

paperback: http://amzn.com/1619358271

Son of the Moonless Night (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 3):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00XK3E172

A. What made you decide to become a writer?

Catherine became a paid writer because she thought she could write as well as the reporter in the local paper. So she wrote an article, which they accepted, gratis. Then she managed to get a job as a freelance reporter for that paper. While writing non-fiction, she decided to pursue fiction, which she had written, but never published, since she had been a teenager. Donald on the other hand, had written what is now called “Fan Fiction” off and on over the years. But with a day job, and writing technical manuals, he wanted to relax at home. After we began writing plays and skits together for church, Catherine gave him a romance novel she thought was good. Donald couldn’t finish the book because he said the male was unbelievable to a man. We decided to take a whack at writing romance as co-authors. The rest is history.

 

B. What gives you the most inspiration to write?

Deadlines, because there are so many other things we like to do that we need the deadlines to put our butts in the seats.

 

C. Who are some of your favorite authors?

We like Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Tolkien, Stan Lee, Laura Ingalls Wilder, and Diana Gabaldon.

 

D. If you had a soundtrack to go along with your book, what songs would best tell the story? 

We have no idea about soundtrack songs, but the music would be in a minor key with a dark overtone from stringed instruments. Some places would be very fast paced, and there would be sections with melodic, sensual, and sad movements. Something like the sound track from Doctor Zhivago, which we just realized in describing the music. Thank you.

 

E. What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

No matter what genre you want to write in you have to learn the craft. Find out what organizations are out there that represent the genre you want to write in and go to the conferences or meetings. Get together with other writers of the same cloth and help each other. Ultimately, you have to make your own decisions on your work. Looking at the writing of others will help you grow as a writer. Last you should just keep writing. Get the ideas out on paper or in the computer so you can share them.

 

And just for fun:

F. If you could have any super power of your choosing, what would it be?

Donald would want to fly like superman, not like some of our characters who have to change into hawks. Catherine would like super speed so she could clean the house really quick and eat anything she wanted since she would be burning so many calories.