Thursday, December 11, 2014

Secret Santa Facebook Hop

Merry Christmas and we are so happy you’re here to spread the holiday cheer! As part of the epic Secret Santa Facebook Hop, we are here to give some stuff away! Who doesn’t love a good present and a little secret santa! SO for a GIFT (that’s a secret… shhh) please make sure to like my page, and comment here with a picture of a sexy Santa!
For a complete list of all the participants in the hop and to make sure you’ve enter for all the possible gifts, head over to Crazy, Chaotic Book Babes ( and check out their pinned post!

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                                          Children of Annwn: The Battle

I am really looking forward to Christmas as I simply love this time of year and I love to hibernate once all the shopping is done to bake mince pies and cookies.  Before that happens, I have a wedding and a night of dancing in Boston planned which adds to the merriment of the season.

I have until today been writing non-stop on the second installment of Children of Annwn, and I was progressing really well, but I have come to a complete standstill as my computer has died. I hate technology and the fact that I have become so reliant upon it, argh!!! 

I am in a panic, but as that achieves nothing and I cannot DO anything to my computer until at least tomorrow, I am going to keep myself occupied, even if I lose everything, I will start again, BUT I so hope that isn't the case.

The beginning of any story is so incredibly important and as a new writer, I rewrote this section a million times trying to capture that scene on the beach as Mia Leronde stood knowing she was leaving everything behind... It was dawn, and in twenty-five minutes and thirty-six seconds, Mia would be human. Her hands trembled as she raised them, pointing out at the sea. As she stared at the raging waters, her heart raced alongside. Breathing in the saltiness of the sea, Mia called to her magic to still the rushing tide. When the water stopped, her uneven and irregular heartbeat settled.
“Are you ready?”
Mia turned at the sound of a deep husky voice, and gazed at Ryder, her betrothed. He was tall, broad shouldered, and his eyes were the color of roasted chestnuts. Their intense gaze reached into her soul, and managed to melt her worries while stirring her heart to a fever pitch. She accepted his outstretched hand and smiled. He was her heart, and the reason they both stood on the shores of their home, ready to cast aside everything they knew. Her toes curled into the silky grains of white sand like an anchor, but she knew she must let go and set sail.
“It’s now or never,” she said, giving him a brief smile.
Ryder smoothed a rough hand across her cheek, and she closed her eyes. Falling in love in Annwn came with a price, and she was willing to pay if it meant there was a happy ever after with Ryder, the man who possessed her heart. Once a couple took The Promise, an ancient law which pledged them to each other, they must complete a challenge that would test the power of their love and magic.
If their love did not survive they would remain mortal, and in a world where they did not belong. At this thought, her arms dropped to her side, and once more the waves thrashed upon the shore. The roar of the ocean as it crashed against the rocks echoed inside Mia Leronde’s ears, and she stared as the white foam fizzled and dissolved into the sand. Usually the sheer power of nature revived her, but today there was nothing but despair

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One year, I'm going to make a Christmas tree just like this one. Merry Christmas and Season Greetings to one and all. Don't forget about the Facebook hop as there are loads of lovely prizes up for grabs.xxxx

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Wounded Warriors Blog Hop

                                         I am donating $30 to the Wounded Warrior Project.


                             Please, remember all our armed forces who serve and protect our nation.

Today, I am joining forces with twenty lovely fellow authors from Secret Cravings, and I'm delighted to be involved in such an event any time of the year, but especially during this season  when we celebrate all that we have to be thankful for. I am so thankful for the wonderful life, family, and friends that I have, and I know each and every day just how lucky I am. I love this time of year from the buying of the Christmas tree, putting the ornaments on, to the baking of the traditional cookies and Christmas cake. Yes, I can bake when I put my mind to it,

Looking back over 2014, after five years of writing, re-writing and changing POV, characters and developing my world building, I finally published my first YA romantic fantasy Children of Annwn : The Promise. It is the first in a trilogy about Mia Leronde and Ryder Blackwood who fall in love and have to fulfil their promise by undertaking a challenge that takes them from their world of Annwn into the human realm where promises are broken every day,

It's a story of true love overcoming adversity and evil. A story of hope of magic and mystery.  I have loved every moment of writing this story and I'm almost finished with the second instalment. I hope you enjoy it too. Please, feel free to contact me on the links below as I always love to hear from readers.


She stared at his long dark lashes, which framed his beautiful chestnut-brown eyes. Their rich color drew her in. He was spellbinding. She couldn’t breathe, and watched, mesmerized, as he lowered his head to brush his lips over hers. Shivers exploded down her spine, and her heart rocketed into space.
“I don’t want to be hit again. Are you sure?” he said, raising an eyebrow and laughing.
Yes, kiss me, but if you don’t stop messing with me, I will hurt you.
The heat level in the room rose, and the air stilled, as his steely gaze washed over her body and he pushed her against the wall. He captured her hands with his and kissed her lips. Small kisses to start, then deeper, more urgent ones, and Mia yielded to his possession. He leaned into her and pulled her closer, so that his tongue explored and tasted her. Lost in the overwhelming ripples of sensation, she wrapped her arms around him, and breathed his intoxicating scent in. Cocooned against his strong body, she never wanted it to end. Finally, she lifted her head, only because she needed to breathe. Ryder was grinning at her as she touched his face in wonder and smiled, her anger long forgotten.
“Tell me more about our life in Annwn,” she whispered.

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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Author chat with a 15 year old YA writer!

 Happy Thanksgiving everyone, This year, I am very grateful to all my lovely readers who have bought my book the Children of Annwn:The Promise. To those who have left a review that is definitely the icing on the cake, and it gives me a feeling of validation certainly when the comments are so heartfelt. I am happy to announce that the paperback copy of the book will be released the end of December! I don't have an actual date yet, but will post an update when I know, and I will be having a giveaway as well as book signings. I'm also happy to say that I'm around 3/4 way through the second, and I'm looking at different titles. Tell me what you think.
          Broken Promises?
          The Battle?

Children of Annwn: The Battle..."Most high-school seniors are nominated for a title in the yearbook like most likely to succeed or die a virgin, something lame like that. Mia Childs imagined hers would read most likely to become a bad-ass evil queen."
  Anyway, today, I'm delighted to introduce a lovely YA writer Vartika Sikarwar....

Vartika Sikarwar I would like to start by telling you a little bit about myself-
I am 15 years old. BIRTHDAY:- 02 DECEMBER 1999. (coming soon! ;) ) . 

I live in Ghaziabad, India.

I was inspired to write this by JK Rowling. I just love her Harry Potter series, also Shakespeare's play's were great source of my inspiration.
rest I inspire myself, by my own thoughts.

I am narcist. But I am not selfish. I love to read, write and sing. I wrote my first novel when I was 12. But I got published when I am 15. (It was a little hard time). I just love to connect with new people throughout the world their writing. Two women in my life who inspires me most are My Mom, and J.K.Rowling. There are the great source of inspiration in my life. I Just Love both. I love music, and sing English songs. I also love Biking. I am working on my two other books, along with my school life. :)

About My Adventure To The Secret Door:
My Adventure to the secret Door is a Adventure, Thrill. It have lots of adventure, mystery and story of young teens. The story mainly revolves around 13 years old girl Amaya, who is also the narrator of the story. She loves adventures, and always dreamt of it. She had a lovely pet Boxer. One day her unusual dreams, became true and in the strangest way, the way she never thought. Well she didn't knew but she had always been part of it.  Now she knew something about this world, but she didn't knew about real world, whether she was alive or Dead......

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Vartika it was an absolute pleasure to have you on here today, and you are such an inspiration to all the young adult writers out there! Thanks for joining me and please keep in touch.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Author Chats with Flossie Benton Rogers! Giveaway!!!

Hi Everyone,

Well, it's another week and another author friend. This week, I am delighted to introduce the fabulous author of the Wytchfae series Flossie Benton Rogers. Welcome and before we start, I would like to point out that at the bottom of this post, there is a link for all you lovely followers to click, if you would like to be entered into the competition.

Lord of Fire – Wytchfae 5 by Flossie Benton Rogers
Paranormal Fantasy Romance

Hi, Jennifer, thank you for hosting me here today with Lord of Fire and a super Giveaway. I thought we’d start out by looking at the nature of the different heroes in various books of the Wytchfae series:

Ingvar in Wytchfae Runes is a Viking ghost out for revenge.

Dark Guardian Samael from Guardian of the Deep – Wytchfae 2 has reign over the undersea realm. His patron deity is Poseidon.

Eshigel, hero of Mind Your Goddess – Wytchfae 3, is the dark guardian of the borderland between the earth world and the Underworld.

Aedar in Time Singer – Wytchfae 4 is an ancient Celtic warrior of the Firbolg tribe.

Gabriel Hawk from Lord of Fire – Wytchfae 5 is a former Helios warrior with power over fire and other deadly elemental energies. He works well with heroine Garnet McAnna, a Wytchfae who packs a gun and knives, as you can see in the excerpt below.

Blurb: When The Hawk meets his Wytchfae, the result is spontaneous combustion.

Garnet McAnna chases the demon responsible for attacking and enslaving innocent fae familiars. She never expected to run headlong into a mesmerizing stranger known as The Hawk. Nor did she anticipate the way his masculine power kindles a womanly flame within her.

Exiled from an elite warrior's brigade, Lord of Fire Gabriel Hawk guards his heart and his solitude. He wants nothing to do with the world of men or the realm of fae. Then a beautiful Wytchfae bursts into his life, stirring desire and sparking need. Garnet is on a dangerous mission, and he can't let her face the evil alone. What else can he do but fight beside her? When she disappears, he raises hell to find her. Will he be too late? Will darkness conquer this couple or will love burn their souls into one?

First Line Teaser: She’d catch the demon tonight if it killed her.

Memorable Quote: “Garnet McAnna, you’re the hottest woman in thirteen worlds.”

Lost in her thoughts, Garnet ran up against something hard and springy, and a sharp point pricked the soft flesh of her thumb. She squeezed off the pain with her other hand.
Damned barbed wire.
She had already made it to the fence line and hadn’t even realized it. Sucking in a deep breath, she cleared her mind to concentrate on the task at hand. She had to edge around the boundary to the north side of this large piece of private property to gain access to the portal. Then she’d hunker down in the bushes and wait on the demon Borros.
Moving swiftly again, she cut a wide swath away from the metal fence. Snorting sounds came from within one of the corrals she had noted early this morning when she skirted the property. Horses and a few cattle had grazed within.
Bearing around the corner to head north toward the portal, a splash of incandescent green appeared and then disappeared in front of her. Startled, she blinked and reached into her coat pocket for the revolver. The weapon lay cold and substantial in her hand. She stilled her body to a midnight silence.
The eerie green reappeared and dashed around her body without spotlighting her in any way. It formed a mysterious elongated glow. She clamped down harder on the gun handle to stop her hand from trembling, while shifting positions to keep the phenomenon in front of her.
Her mind tumbled over possibilities. The light couldn’t be swamp gas, as it seemed to proceed purposefully. Its movement created a slight whirring sound. A will ’o the wisp? Somehow she thought not, but what was it?
The presence darted behind her.
Before she could turn, a warm, corporeal hand covered her own and relieved her of the weapon. Whirling around, she came face to face with—a man.
A gasp escaped her lips. With his substantial height, he towered over her. A faint greenish residue of light illuminated him enough so that the fierce scowl on his face caused her heart to thump into overdrive.
She swallowed, fingering the sheath of one of the knives in her pocket. Damn it, next time she’d bring a backup piece. She forced herself to speak, but despite her efforts, her voice rasped. “Give me back my weapon.”
His sonorous growl reminded her of a feral animal. “Not so fast. What the hell are you doing sneaking around my property with a firearm in the middle of the night?”

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Author Bio:
Flossie Benton Rogers is the author of the Wytchfae paranormal romance series. She is Sagittarius with a Libra ascendant and Taurus moon, or a 5th generation Floridian and freedom loving mystic. She pursues her passion for mythology by writing romances with fairies, goddesses, ghosts, angels, demons, and other magical beings. The Wytchfae world brims with dimensions parallel to our own. Some are welcoming, others dangerous and forbidding. Through the darkest night and the fright of unchained chaos, love will always shine.

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Thursday, November 6, 2014

Author Chats with Tara Winters

Hi everyone, for the first time since I started writing I literally feel as if  I have hit against a solid wall. I guess this is what writers talk about. Writers Block!!!

I feel I should be in a panic as I have a deadline, and I cannot seem to get those moments of clarity, which appear quite randomly, but help me in solving the puzzle of the Children of Annwn series!

I am ten chapters in and have written 40,000 words, which is about a third maybe slightly more of the way through, but I am struggling. My issue is my ability to focus and sit and write the story!!!

I have never had this problem before, and I think what is happening is the constant distractions of my life in general. At the moment, I cannot seem to say no to anything and there are days when the unexpected happens, and you have to leave your writers cave. Hence, with all these lost days where the chance to write is short and snappy I cannot get into the depth of this story and grip it by its teeth and get a real feel for where I'm heading. Therefore, I am closing my doors until I have that guidance from the characters who usually scream very loudly at me as to where the story is heading and what they want to have happen next I am hibernating! Wish me luck!

This is the second week of my author chats and I am very pleased that my friend and local author has jumped into the hot seat for this week. Please, check out her biography below and included is an excerpt of her latest release Dark Hollow!

Tara Winter
I have been writing for over 20 years but it wasn't until a chance discussion with a friend prompted me to really evaluate getting some of the books out there! With the help of a very dear author friend, I decided that the time had finally come to take that next step. It took me a few months of some hard work and a lot of elbow work to get the first book of the series ready to go. I could not have done it without a seriously awesome editor, an amazing cover designer and the very crucial help of a formatter. 
Dark Hollow was born August 28, 2014 and the sequel, Dark Legacy is even now sitting on my desktop , fresh from the editor waiting for me to dig in and get the editing honed and ready for publishing. Anyone who has been on my website ( can se that the covers for book 2 and 3 are already done and are waiting for me to finalize the pages to get these projects wrapped up. 
When not writing, I am actually a marketing manager for a large healthcare company and live in a northern suburb of Boston with my husband and daughter.

Book Blurb
Tabitha Devins spent 18 years waiting for her mother to tell her whom her father was, where her mother had disappeared to all those years ago and perhaps shed some light on how she got magical abilities.
Now it is the summer of her high school graduation and she plans on saving every penny she can earn to get off to college, leave the island of Porta Negra and her mother's secrets behind her. As she sees a sliver of freedom in her future, her mother disappears once again with only a cryptic note. The clues lead Tabitha to the glen known as Dark Hollow where her mother originally disappeared.
Tabitha delves into the nest of secrets her mother left and finds a world she never knew existed with a race of people with magical abilities much like her own.  As she
searches this new world for her mother, she discovers that her father has been looking for her as well.
Before she can head off to meet him, she finds herself caught between a magical race of people discouraging her from meeting her father and the onset of a dark drama back on her island home which could keep her from ever being able to return home.

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    Her heart stopped hammering, and her body began to relax. Tabitha continued to quench her thirst, letting the salty fluid douse the inferno that had been blazing within her. The realization that her mouth was fastened on someone’s throat began to dawn on her. Jerking back, she cried out in horror, tearing her teeth from skin. She let out a plaintive cry as she saw the bloody gash in Luc’s throat. She could do little more than stare in revulsion. She slowly lifted a finger to her own lips, feeling a bead of blood at the edge of her mouth. She fought the urge to lick it away. She touched the twin fangs that were her incisors.
   She wailed and tried to escape Luc’s arms, unwilling to look into his face and see the expression she feared would be there. He tightened his grip, pulling her closer and drawing her against his chest, holding her in his arms while she panicked.
   Her energy gave out quickly and she lay panting in his arms, her head buried against his shoulder. He was sitting on the floor facing the fireplace, and she was cradled in his arms. Once she realized that he was not releasing her, she clung to him, trying to find warmth or comfort for her chilled body. She sobbed into his shoulder. She could not seem to hold back the flow of tears.
      When her tears began to dwindle and she started to calm down, her breath was no more than a shaky whimper. She did not want to let go of him and face whatever expression would be in his eyes.
       Are you all right now? His voice was the same soft timbre, and she could have wept at his simple question.
       How can you ask me that after what I have done?
      What you have done is saved a little girl’s life. 

Thank you as always for following and please if you have any comments or questions feel free to post below!


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Author Chats! Danielle Doolittle.

I would like to welcome my fellow Secret Craving Author Danielle Doolittle. Her book Regret is a YA novel and I am delighted that she is able to share a few details about herself and the book with us. Thank you!

Danielle Doolittle has always had a knack for storytelling. When she completed her first work of fiction at age six about a bunny and particularly juicy carrot she was hooked. Years later, she's spinning tales of first loves, awkward moments, and the occasional creature that goes bump in the night.
She lives in the wilds of a Northwest Ohio college town with her husband and three small children where she consumes above average amounts of coffee and dark chocolate and spends way too much time on Twitter.
She loves to hear from readers so don't be shy!
Twitter: @elledoo

Eighteen-year-old Penelope Green doesn't have any reason to believe her senior year will be anything but ordinary.
Boy was she wrong...

There's a new family in her small Martha's Vineyard community and they're about to flip her world upside down; none more so that the brooding, wide-shouldered Kane Whitmore.

Connected in ways she never dreamed possible, Penelope must trust Kane and her growing feelings for him as his family to guides her through her missing past and a world she never knew existed—a world she'd suddenly become the center of.
Learning she's a Guardian with the ability to heal she can handle. It's the dreams—both frightening and heart-wrenching—that nearly brings her to her knees. But when madman's vengeful plot puts her loved ones at risk, Penelope is willing to sacrifice anything to keep them safe...even her own life.


I was alone, surrounded by cold black walls. They stretched on forever in both directions, like a never-ending hallway. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself. That’s when I noticed my bare arms. I looked down at the flowing, white, nightgown I wore and didn’t remember putting on. My feet were bare on the cold stone floor.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
There was no answer. I peered into the blackness in front of me. Where was I?
Something moved just ahead.
“Hello? Who are you?”
Suddenly light flooded the hall about ten feet in front of me. A triangle of light from an open door was like a beacon in this strange place. I felt my feet move toward it of their own volition, like they knew what was behind that door. My breath hitched as I moved closer to the light. What would I find in there?
Half afraid to open it the rest of the way for what I would find, I placed a hand on the cold wood. I had to look. Had to see. What if it was my only way out? I took a deep breath and pushed.
An elaborate bedroom greeted me. A fire burned in the grate and an enormous bed stood along the far wall. It was covered in a velvet comforter and dozens of pillows. The floor was covered in plush-looking, blood red carpet. The room was warm. So warm and inviting compared to the cold emptiness of the hallway outside. I stepped in before I could think of an excuse not to.
The door slammed shut behind me. I whirled around and tried to reopen it, but it was no use. The door was gone. I watched what was left of the knob melt into the wall, leaving behind unbroken dark wooden paneling.
“Hello, Penelope, my dear,” a deep voice oozed behind me. “I have been waiting for you a long time.”
I turned slowly to face the man who hadn’t been there moments before. He was seated in one of the chairs before the fire, swirling a dark red liquid in a crystal glass. He was beautiful in a cold way. Blonde hair picked up the reds of the blazing fire and his eyes flashed an arctic blue. His black button-down shirt showed off his broad shoulders. He looked to be around Julius’ age, in his mid-thirties. Despite his angelic looks there was something about him that frightened me. Maybe it was the vast emptiness in his icy eyes or the calculating smile playing on his lips. I wasn’t sure, but I knew I needed to get out of there and fast.
“How do you know my name?”
I mustered up as much bravado as I could, squared my shoulders and held his gaze as I demanded he answer me. He let loose a chillingly mocking laugh.
“Oh this truly is going to be fun. I haven’t had fun in so long, Penelope. You want me to have fun don’t you?”
What was this guy talking about? Not only was he a creep, but I got the feeling he was a little on the crazy side. Not a good combination.
“No answer, Penny dear? Oh poo, I so wanted to play with you a little while first.” He shrugged and sat his drink down on the side table. “I guess it’s down to business then, is it?”
Suddenly he lunged at me, moving faster than should have been possible. His mouth spread in a wide grin. That’s when I noticed his teeth, particularly his elongated canines. He was an Other.
I screamed then saw nothing but light.

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