Saturday, July 26, 2014

Blog Tour: An Undying Oath By H.K. Savage @HKSavage @GHBTours




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Title- An Undying Oath
By- H.K. Savage
Published By- Staccato Publishing

Blurb:

Sergeant Justin Shaw returned from the war with what is left of his unit, though instead of being hailed as heroes, they are being sought as test subjects. Their last mission behind enemy lines to obtain a WMD ended with them exposed and on the run. Their goal is not only to destroy the weapon, but also the program being run by their own government. Justin and his men have sacrificed everything for their mission. Will it be enough? Samantha James, a girl whose father disappeared almost twenty years ago unwittingly holds the key. When her father returns bodies start to fall. Sam doesn't know who to trust. Both Justin and her father have their own agendas and either one of them could end up with her dead.

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Carefully, she pushed open the door and entered her apartment. The growling ball of fur in her grasp was having no part of it. Clawing at her with his sharp back claws, Bill took a few chunks out of her forearms as he finally leapt free of her, racing down the hall and out of sight. Sam didn't give chase or even turn her head to see where he went. He wouldn't go far, he never did on the rare occasion he got out. In a few minutes he would be beating at the door with his soft, declawed front paws. Her focus was on what had incited such panic in her even keel pet. Why was Bill so scared to go inside? He liked Paul. Even more unsettling was the feeling crawling down her spine. Something was very wrong. She could feel it.

There was no sound or movement coming from inside. When Paul was over he always had the television turned on a game whether it was football, basketball, soccer, whatever. He always had to have background noise. Unlike Sam, he liked noise.

"Paul?" Sam realized she was crouching. Telling herself she was being ridiculous, she forced herself to stand up, pushing the door open and peering inside. There was no answer. Maybe he was tired and had nodded off she told herself. It did nothing for the now painful gooseflesh covering her body. "Paul?" she called his name again, whispering it this time. He wasn't in the living room or kitchen. She pushed a cabinet door closed with the back of one hand as she walked past. He had to have been here, she never left drawers or cabinets open. Glancing around, she noticed a piece of mail hanging over the edge of her sorter. What had he been doing in here, snooping? With considerably more effort, she forced her feet toward the bedroom, stepping over one of Bill's toys lying in the middle of the floor.

"Paul?" His name died on her lips as she walked past the open bathroom door and froze. Without knowing what she was doing, Sam drifted inside and stopped just inside the doorway. Her hand flew to her mouth too late to stop the scream.



Character Bio's:

Justin Shaw, born to humble roots, was raised on a small family farm outside Nashville, TN. Working alongside his father in the fields after school and with his uncle in his metal shop when Justin was in high school, he often asked about his family's time in the service. It was a natural choice to enlist when he turned eighteen. A hard worker and intelligent boy, Justin impressed his superiors. And when they recommended he try for the Rangers, he did. Loyal to a fault, Justin lived for his men. They, in turn, followed him without question and had one of the highest success rates in their missions.

Evan Marcus has always pursued facts. Graduating at the top of his class from school, he ran out of money to pursue his Doctorate in Chemical Engineering. The Army offered a logical solution: four years of service and they would pay for his education. Ever a believer in logic, Marcus enlisted. In his first year, his girlfriend found out she was pregnant and they wed. Their daughter, Marianna, became the new love of his life and everything he did, he did for her. Evan looked forward to raising his family and pursuing his career in science after serving.

Samantha James, the only child of Steven and Brenda James, was abandoned by her father when she was nine years old. Never quite getting over his loss, she worked hard to please her mother. A good student, hard worker, she was a favorite of her teachers and bosses throughout her career. That same need to please did not extend into her relationships where she was unwilling to let anyone close enough to hurt her the way her father did when he left. Brenda and Sam were very close and there was nothing Sam wouldn't do for her mother.

Bill the cat. Knowing Sam needed someone to give her heart to, Brenda gave the tiny gray kitten to her daughter when she moved to her first apartment. Her confessor and companion, Bill has never been a quiet one. They often joke he is part Siamese, one of the most vocal of the cat breeds. With a steady diet of good food and love, Bill grew from tiny kitten to beast. By the time he was a year old he weighed in at nearly twenty pounds, not all of it muscle. Bill loves Sam but he is a cat and their loyalty can be fickle. A few treats and a warm lap are all it takes to entice him over to the other side.



About The Author:

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HK lives in the frozen hinterlands of the far North. The long, cold months provide ample opportunity to hunker down with her computer and create adventures far more enticing than scraping ice and getting frostbite.

Between books HK reads voraciously. Anything with a good plot and compelling characters are her broad parameters. One is as likely to catch her with a copy of Don Quixote as with the latest in Gail Carriger's steampunk series.

HK practices martial arts, rides her horse, gardens and plays with her family every chance she gets. Next winter she intends to brush up on her Spanish and escape the cold for somewhere more tropical.





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Release Day Blitz: The Divine By Desiree DeOrto @LemurianGoddess @GHBTours





The Divine
Divinity Stone Book #2
By- Desiree DeOrto
Genre-New Adult Fantasy/Paranormal
Expected Publication Date- July 26th, 2014

The legend has become reality, even if the people of Shiloh, Virginia don't know it yet.

Starlette McKinley had moved across the US only to find that the darkness raging inside of her wasn't something of her own creation. It wasn't something that could be medically treated by psychiatrists or any type of medication. The darkness was her power, and it was going to stay.

When she accepts that the greatest threat of all lies within herself, she will have to choose. Push away all those that she loves in order to keep them safe, or keep them near and witnessing their death.

Only through the help of The Divine will she be able to face what is to come. But at what cost? What sacrifice will The Divine demand as payment?
 

Friday, July 25, 2014

Blog Tour: Fallen Guardian Trilogy By Laury Falter @LauryFalter @RoxanneRhoads #bewitchingbooktours




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Fallen
Guardian Trilogy
Book 1
Laury Falter

Genre: Young Adult Fantasy Romance

Publisher: Audeamus LLC

Date of Publication: April 1, 2009

ISBN: 978-0-9855110-3-6
ASIN: B00280MFEY

Number of pages: 274 pages





Book Description:

Fallen - the first book in the Guardian Trilogy...

Maggie is unaware of the terrifying fate that awaits her. It isn't until she lands in New Orleans for a full year at a private high school and her unknown enemies find her does she realize that her life is in danger.

As a mystifying stranger repeatedly intervenes and blocks the attempts on her life, she begins to learn that there is more to him than his need to protect her and that he may be the key to understanding why her enemies have just now arrived.

  


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"So you're warning me away from you?" I was appalled. "Then why are you doing this…guarding me at all? Why the torment? Why watch over me when you know that…that we should be more?" I felt on the verge of tears, which amazed me. How could pain be so sharp in the afterlife? "Answer me, Eran. Why?"

He sighed. "Because it is my job."

I gasped, more offended than I'd ever been. "I'm a job to you?" I stared at him and waited for his head to rise but he refused to look at me.

"Yes," he said weakly, defeated. His beautiful, rugged voice released as a whimper and the pain inside me grew. "You are just a job."

I didn't think it was possible but the emptiness I'd felt with Eran being gone those many weeks held no comparison to the magnitude of what I was experiencing right now.

I felt as if I had been gutted.

"No…" I shook my head. "I don't believe you because you see, Eran, I can feel your emotions run through me. Whether you want to admit them or not, I know how you feel about me."

Stunned, his head jerked up, his brilliant blue-green eyes drilling into mine. "You feel me too? How can that be?"

"I don't know. But I do know that I feel in you the same emotions I have."

He groaned and turned away. "That's not possible…" he muttered, pausing. When he spoke again his voice was strained, determined. I drew in a breath as the intensity of these emotions ran through me. "It doesn't matter. I won't let this happen. This will not happen…I will not let us be together."

"Because you are my guardian? Then let me make it easy on us…You're fired."

"It doesn't work that way, Magdalene," he said, quieter but still resolute.

"I didn't want you to watch over me, Eran. I never asked for it."

As if he'd become an entirely new person, his reply was flat and detached. "You're a messenger. You require a guardian. It's as simple as that."

"Then we've just solved the issue, didn't we?" I said causing him to finally look up. "This will be my last message. It's from me to you…goodbye Eran."

Turning swiftly, I walked away just before the tears came.



Author Interview:

What inspired you to write Fallen?

I started writing my first book in January 2009, after Joyce Durham lost her battle to colon cancer. I am good friends with her daughter, Erika, who was then faced with the very difficult task of learning how to deal with the loss of her mother. Witnessing her struggle and that of the Durham family, I wished there was someone who could visit with those who had passed over to the other side and bring back messages to the living, reassuring them that all was fine with their loved one. And from it, Magdalene Tanner was born. I went on to write FALLEN in just under two months, releasing it in March 2009.

When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?

My first story was about a girl who survives a nuclear blast. I stored it in the freezer, where my dad said it would be safest in the event our house burnt down. I still laugh at myself over that one.

What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?

I was in sixth grade when I read The Mad Scientists' Club by Bertrand R. Brinley. It was stacked in the small shelves of books we had in the back corner of my classroom, and once I read it I asked the teacher if I could take it home. I still remember her eyebrows shooting up in surprise. She told my mother later that I was her first student to ever ask to keep a book.

What genre of books do you enjoy reading?

All, fiction or non-fiction makes no difference. If I find it appealing, I read it.

What is your favorite book?

When I was younger it was Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson. In college it was Young Men and Fire by Norman Maclean. A few years ago, it was Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. Currently, I'm in search of that next life-altering book that will stir my emotions and make me stay up until dawn to finish that last page.

You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?

Not to be difficult here but I'm a fan of Annie Rice's prose and of Aaron Sorkin's dialogue. They write in different genres and with divergent character personalities, so I would never combine the two. Each stands on their own distinct podiums of greatness.

If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why?

London during the Black Plague. Like Magdalene in the Guardian Trilogy I'd like to spread the truth on how it spread in hopes of saving a few of those lives. This comes to mind because I'm writing the second prequel to the Guardian Trilogy and this place and time period is where the novel is set.

When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?

Novel writing, for me, begins agonizingly slow, but as the novel progresses I become a bundle of frenzied energy completely immersed in the concept of the book. At that point, I'm waking myself up at 3am from a dead sleep to run to my desk and write a reminder note on a character quote or plot angle. By the end of the novel, I'm thinking about it while walking, sleeping, eating, breathing. So while it's not easy or hard, per se, it is a gradual immersion into the world in which I'm creating. If you think this is odd, that's all right. I do, too.

Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?

I currently have the honor of taking care of two fantastic dogs, both of whom are right now waiting patiently to be walked.

What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?

Okay, this is very veggie of me but I'm openly admitting this is my current go-to food. Sweet potato wedges with my homemade chipotle aoli dipping sauce. They smell like roasted marshmallows and they taste like a blend of sweet salty goodness. I have them every week.

Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?

Here, I'm going to pass on the best advice I've ever been given, directly or inadvertently. Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration. I think Einstein coined that phrase. I cannot express enough how true that is in the world of writing. We writers may have a phenomenal idea but if we don't mold it, rework it, and slave over it then it will never come to fruition.



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Laury Falter is a bestselling author of young adult romantic suspense and urban fantasy. She has three series out: the Guardian Trilogy, the Residue Series, and the Apocalypse Chronicles.




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Blog Tour: FRONTIERS By Jeff W. Horton @Jeff_Horton @MkgConnections #Giveaway




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FRONTIERS
CYBERS@CE SERIES BOOK TWO
By Jeff W. Horton

Blurb:

FRONTIERS: BOOK TWO IN THE CYBERS@CE SERIES

* A Dream to Unite Humanity...*
Scientists discover the technology to successfully construct Earth's first interstellar spacecraft, code named Frontier. Hank Reynolds, a gifted and courageous test pilot for the United States Air Force, is assigned to test pilot humanity's first interstellar spacecraft on a historic flight to Alpha Centauri. Under the command of the fledgling Earth Space Alliance the spacecraft will carry human beings to the stars, and beyond.

* A Plot to see it Fail…*
Someone doesn't want to see this happen and will stop at nothing to see it fail--including murder... When Frontier is sabotaged, Hank is left stranded and alone to die in the Alpha Centauri system. With their dreams crumbling around them, will they be able to discover who is behind the plot to steal the alien technology, and to murder those closest to it?

Frontier, Earth's first starship built on alien tech, is on it's maiden voyage to Alpha Centauri. Someone wants him to fail, someone wants him dead.

A World Castle Publishing Christian Science-Fiction Novel

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Author Interview:

What inspired you to write FRONTIERS?

First of all, thank you for having me, I appreciate this opportunity!

FRONTIERS: Book Two in the Cybersp@ce Series, is the second novel in the Cybersp@ce series, an exciting vision of an optimistic near-future, and is set after CYBERSP@CE but before NEW BEGINNINGS. Here's the blurb for FRONTIERS.

*A Dream to Unite Humanity...*

Scientists discover the technology to successfully construct Earth's first interstellar spacecraft, code named Frontier. Hank Reynolds, a gifted and courageous test pilot for the United States Air Force, is assigned to test pilot humanity's first interstellar spacecraft on a historic flight to Alpha Centauri. Under the command of the fledgling Earth Space Alliance the spacecraft will carry human beings to the stars, and beyond.

*A Plot to see it Fail*

Someone doesn't want to see this happen and will stop at nothing to see it fail--including murder... When Frontier is sabotaged, it leaves Hank stranded and alone to die in the Alpha Centauri system. With their dreams crumbling around them, will they be able to discover who is behind the plot to steal the alien technology, and to murder those closest to it?

The concept for FRONTIERS came out of my interest in science-fiction, politics, religion, and a positive vision of the future. As the Cybersp@ce Series progresses from Cybersp@ce to Frontiers to New Beginnings, the novels become increasingly

When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?

I've always enjoyed reading, but in terms of when I knew I wanted to be a writer, I suppose it was when I was when I was in college and I took a creative writing class that I first realized how much I enjoyed writing. It wasn't until I did some soul-searching a few years ago however about what I'd really enjoy doing with my life that I decided to give it a whirl.

What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?

I believe I was probably four or five years old when I was given a copy of Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs. It's amazing that I can even remember that!

What genre of books do you enjoy reading?

I enjoy reading several different genres, but I mostly enjoy Christian Fiction, Sci-Fi, and Tom Clancy-type novels.

What is your favorite book?

In terms of all books, the Bible, hands-down. In terms of fictional literature, I've really enjoyed Tom Clancy's novels, as well as traditional favorites like War of the Worlds, Tale of Two Cities, and others.

You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?

As I mentioned earlier, I really like Clancy, and many others, but I believe I'd have to pick H.G. Wells as my favorite author of fictional literature. Wells was an incredible visionary, and a fantastic storyteller. If you ask me tomorrow, however, I might pick another, there're so many great writers!

If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why?

I'd go back to the Garden of Eden to warn Adam and Eve that the fruit was definitely not worth it. I might also want to go back and inform Heron, the ancient Greek geometer and engineer from Alexandria who lived around 2,000 years ago, and built the first steam engine- called an "aeolipile,' how important steam engines would become in the 19th and 20th centuries. It would alter the entire course of history, of course but hey, why limit ourselves?

When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?

It generally comes rather easy. I think all authors eventually develop a method that works for them. For me, I start with the idea, write the first few chapters, and then work on building a complete outline.

Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?

I have four, but only one of them is fuzzy (my teenage son). Seriously, I have no pets at the moment, but I spent a good part of my childhood with dogs.

What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?

I worked for a Steak and Ale restaurant many years ago, and the food back then was absolutely incredible. Steak, French-only soup, a steak, baked potato, etc.-awesome!

Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?

Absolutely. If you love writing, then write, write, and write. The more you write the better you get. There's an enormous amount of people writing books, however, and the competition has never been greater. If you love it, do it, and work as hard as you can to get you work seen and to rise above the noise of so many works coming out every month. You might also want to read books like Writing the Breakout Novel, by Donald Maas, a literary agent out of New York. I'm not sure there's a magic bullet but if you come across one, please let me know what it is! Bonne Chance!



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Jeff Horton was born in North Dakota, the youngest son of a career Air Force master sergeant. A voracious reader growing up, he read the Bible, and stories by many popular authors including Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, H.G. Wells, Jules Verne, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Michael Crichton, Tom Clancy, C.S. Lewis, and J.R.R. Tolkien.

Jeff Horton is an author of Christian Fiction, writing within several different genres, including science-fiction, fantasy, and apocalyptic thrillers.

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covergifTitle: Raven Falling
Series: Shadows and Light #1
Author: Misti Murphy
Audience: Adult
Genre: Paranormal Fiction
Formats: E-Book
Publisher: Misti Murphy
Cover by: Yocla Design
Date Published: 17 July 2014
 
 
 








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Raven Mackenzie has a normal life, a great job in finances and a never-ending closet. At the end of a hard day the only thing she wants is to spend time with her best friend Luke, her constant companion since they were teenagers.

Ash is an Angel of Death and for thousands of years he's been taking souls to the other side. Now he faces his toughest mission. He made a promise to Raven's father, a promise he intends to keep. He must help Raven survive no matter what the cost. Even if it means taking her into a world he hates.
When Raven meets Ash, her normal life is rocked to its core. No longer a human but an Angel of death, she is given a choice. She must decide between eternal torment and murder.
As Raven's world crumbles around her, she finds herself torn between the decision she must make, her past, and the future she wants.

Will Raven be able to make the right choice before time runs out?
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RAVEN STOOD in the middle of Ash's living room. It was not what she had expected. The furnishings were sparse, and thick with dust. Nothing about the place spoke of the man in front of her. His intensity, and his impeccable taste, obvious by the clothes he wore should have been noticeable in his belongings. Instead, his house looked like it should be tore down, and the way he fidgeted, shuffling his weight from one foot to the other made her think he wanted to be anywhere but here.
In the kitchen, he put the kettle on to boil and pulled a chipped blue mug from a cupboard, plunking a tea bag into it. "I hope you don't mind it black."
The room seemed to grow smaller with every moment she watched him, his agitation rubbing off on her. The air was thick with dust and she coughed, wondering if it would be rude of her to leave so soon. Her gut twisted, now he was not paying any attention to her, she couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong.
He pushed the mug, the string of the tea bag still hanging down the side, in front of her and she took the warm cup. Sipping her tea, she followed him into the living room, noting the fading yellow paint, and threadbare carpet, full of waxy-edged burn marks. Abandoned, she thought, was the feeling she got from the house.
The night was not turning out the way she had wanted it to. He flung himself down into the armchair and waved for her to sit. She looked at the couch, and hoped her tetanus shots were up-to-date. It sagged heavily in the middle and she was sure she could see the end of one of the springs poking out of the worn upholstery.
She wanted to go back to when the night had promised kissing, when she had been excited to be going home with this good-looking stranger.
Together they sat in silence, the clock ticking quietly in the background. She waited impatiently. The longer she waited the more frustrated she got. Her nerves frayed with how weird the situation was, but she could not bring herself to leave. He had not made a move to speak, or to look in her direction, as if he had forgotten she was there.
He watched her as she shifted in her seat, unable to get comfortable. The hardness of the worn-out couch was causing her butt to go numb. Having sobered up considerably and the warmth of the tea having dissipated, she stood up to leave. There was no point in continuing this night and her bed called in a soft and inviting voice.
His voice sliced through her. "This is more difficult than I thought it would be. I have to tell you something important and I need you to listen."
"What?" She gaped at him, as she slid back on to the couch. What could he possibly have to say that she needed to hear?
A shiver swept up her spine and she tried, unsuccessfully, to shake it off. She didn't go home with random guys, no matter how handsome they were, or how good they smelled, and now he wanted to tell her something. Her heart was beating hard with the sense of danger, but she was stubborn too, and she would stay until she knew what she needed to know, whatever it was.
She had trusted him enough to leave the club with him, so she could give him the benefit of the doubt. She jostled her legs as she considered whether she might need to run away. Having run track all through high school, she knew she was fast, and hoped with a head start she would be able to outrun his long legs. She stared at the door for a moment and then gave him her full attention, not wanting him to realize what she was thinking. He rubbed his hands through his glossy black hair, making it look even more styled than it already was.
"I don't know how to start this…," he said, looking around the room, at anything but her. "I'm just going to have to tell you and hope you will not be too difficult to persuade."
She didn't know if he was trying to frighten her, but every word added to the uncertainty of the situation, and had her struggling to keep her eyes from the door. She wished for the second time that night she had chosen to wear ballet flats instead of heels. She was slowly deciding heels were not a girl's best friend.
He sat forward, knotting his fingers under his chin and resting his elbows on his knees, looking her over as if she were an exotic specimen under a magnifying glass. "I don't want to scare you, but I can't see how I am going to tell you this without you freaking out."
"Just tell me!"
"I've been sent to…mentor you through your testing."
She had no idea what he was talking about, but he was right, she was freaking out. His eyes told her he was worried about her reaction, but his words were having that exact effect. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"I have no choice… You have no choice. I was sent to watch you until… It's time Raven. You are one of the chosen, one of ours and now it's time."
What the hell was happening? She felt like she was on the verge of a breakdown. Somewhere between dancing with Tarra, and now, her mind had simply vanished. She needed the full story, and she was no longer willing to wait to hear it.
However, he continued to circle his point.
"Your father was my friend. I promised him that when it was time, I would be there to help you."
She did not understand why he would bring her father into it. He could not possibly have known her father, Sam. He had died fifteen years ago, and she had never seen Ash before tonight.
She had at first glance assumed he was not much older than she was, and on second glance she would not place his age over thirty-five. Even if he did have a full nine years on her, she didn't really think he would have been the type of person her father would have known.
She stood up, her hands automatically going to her hips. It was a stance that had gotten her through many difficult situations. "Whatever you are trying to tell me, you need to tell me now. I am two seconds away from walking out the door."
"Right." He stood too, towering above her, causing her to step back. "Let me get straight to the point then. It is my job to know who you are, to protect you, and to help you survive. Your father was an amazing man. He was a very gentle man but he had a hard job, one that I am afraid you will inherit in a very short time, and I promised him I would prepare you for it. Your father was an angel. He and I, we are of the same line. We are Takers of Souls."
"Takers of Souls?" The concept was familiar and she searched her memory. "Angels of Death? Shouldn't there be only one?"
She couldn't begin to process his far-fetched story, but the fact he thought he was an angel of death scuttled her nerves. She could see it in his eyes, in the way he talked that he truly believed what he was telling her. Oh, God, was she going to die tonight?
What if he was stuck in his own fantasy world? How could he know enough about her to get her here, alone, in such a dangerous situation? Could he have been watching her, following her and had she simply not noticed? She tried to remember if she had seen him before, but she knew she would have remembered him. Anyone who saw him would have to notice him.
Her legs jiggled with adrenaline. Despite wanting to run, she felt compelled to listen to him, to stay and hear him out.
Every word he said sounded like the truth. It was only her brain, which kept her from believing, from falling under his spell. Her brain was a logical thing and would require proof. Something she was sure he would be unable to provide. She glanced at the door for the millionth time.
"Your father is dying, Raven, and even though he fell many years ago, his role has not been replaced. When he passes, that role will be yours. You are being called to serve."
"Wait! What do you mean my father is dying?" Raven could not believe what she was hearing. Her father had died. She had been at his funeral; it was the last time she had gotten to say good-bye to the man who had meant so much to her.
She could still remember that day clearly. She had held her mother's hand as they entered the church. Inside she could hear the voices of the many people who had come to say good-bye to her father. His coffin had been at the front of the room, and they had had to walk past the rows of pews to where her father's body rested. Her mother had been broken as they stood beside the coffin saying their final good-byes; she had squeezed her mother's hand, holding on as she watched her mother's tears trailing silently down the woman's cheeks.
She had wanted to comfort her mother, but didn't know how to reach out to the woman who had shut down completely on hearing the news of her beloved husband's death. They had stood silently hand in hand for a long time, staring at the man laid out in a black suit.
She had wondered why her father had been in a suit, and not in his customary uniform of denim and a T-shirt. It was the only time she could remember seeing him in a suit and it had looked so wrong on him. His skin had been pale, tinged blue and his eyes closed, and she hoped that he was only sleeping, although she knew, that he would never wake up. She had leaned closer and whispered to him, "Don't leave me, Daddy."
The tears had flowed freely then, dashing a mad race down her cheeks, as her mother pulled her quickly to the front pew where they sat silently side-by-side for the rest of the funeral. She hadn't gone to the cemetery, although she had wanted to. Her mother had sent her home to prepare for the visitors that would arrive shortly after they lowered her father into the ground.
"My father died a long time ago," she said.
"No. He didn't." His voice was quiet, and sliced through her like steel. Raven stopped and turned.
"Yes…" He had her questioning herself. "… he did."
"Your father is an angel. Angels are immortal beings, and as such, he cannot die. However, to hide himself and you from us, he has had to siphon off his immortality, now he is getting weak and they will find both of you." He was coming toward her, his hands moving rapidly as he talked.
"Them? Do you mean God?"
"No! I mean them!" He hissed, rolling his eyes heavenwards. "The Shadows. God is for humans-those that don't know any better."
"So my father is not dead?"
"Yes."
"You're lying. Why are you lying to me?" she snapped and took a step toward him, her hands balled in fists at her sides.
She did not want to believe him anymore than she wanted to go through the pain of losing her father a second time, adding to it the misery of finding out he had abandoned her all those years ago.
"Unfortunately, Raven, that's not your choice to make. You are required for service. It's time to face your past and your future." He was stalking her across the room and she took another step back, the back of her knees hitting against the coffee table. There was nowhere for her to go.
"Why? Why should I?" She did not know why she kept having this conversation with him.
"Because you are the only heir your father had. As our leader, he must be replaced by his own bloodline, and when he dies that role will be assigned to you. You don't get a choice in whether you accept it, only whether you survive it."
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Author Interview


What inspired you to write Raven Falling?
A conversation between friends, where one turns to the others and says "what would you do if you had to kill someone or die?" and of course I don't actually think there is a clear cut answer to that question but it got my fingers tapping and Raven Falling was the result.
When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I don't think there was ever an age where I though 'hey, I want to be a writer.' I just always was a writer. However, I was fifteen when I first got the publishing bug so I guess that was when I began to take writing more seriously.
What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?
I was four when I learned to read. I have a shocking memory in general but I do remember receiving a book called Dogger back then, and I loved it.
What genre of books do you enjoy reading?
I will read pretty much anything, but have a particular soft spot for anything that edges into fantasy and of course romance in any genre.
What is your favorite book? I don't do favorites. There's too many books for me to be able to pick a clear winner. If I had to pick one it would be the series The Obernewtyn Chronicles by Isobelle Carmody which I read when I was younger.
You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?
Isobelle Carmody. She wrote my favorite series, and I met her once and she seemed like a lot of fun and had crazy stories to share.
If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why?
I have a soft spot for the late 1800's England. I think that's because I have read so many historical romances and Jane Austen books over the years.
When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?
Writing is the easy part. I mean it has its ups and downs. Sometimes I'm in the zone and the thoughts just flow onto paper and sometimes it's so hard to get that sentence just right it makes me want to cry. It's definitely the most joyful part; making friends with your characters and getting excited when they throw you a curve ball by doing something unexpected.
Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?
I have two dogs. My lovely Lola is such a sweetheart and a bit of a suck up and Charlie has these homicidal blue eyes that creep you out until he sticks his teeth on the glass door and starts licking it. He also thinks he's a cat and likes to sleep on the bbq. What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat? I am a hardcore chocoholic unfortunately. Chocoholics Anonymous hasn't really helped my addiction. Specially since they keep the snack bowl full of chocy goodness for each meeting.
Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?
Write, write, write. Make friends who understand you. Most people won't but that's okay because you don't really live in their world and when you find other people who live in yours it really helps. Don't let self-doubt kick you in the teeth. You want to knock that bad boy out with a rock and say I can and I will do this and I will do it well. Get help, research, ask questions, learn but most of all put that pen to paper or those fingers to the keys and just keep going.

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about the author
imageMisti Murphy has lived in a fantasy world most of her life. She is away with the faeries, the angels, vampires, shifters and dragons.
Misti writes to give voice to her imaginary friends, who want a real life on paper, where they can be free to be themselves.
When she's not writing, she is almost always reading anything she can get her hands on. She reads word like they are chocolate, and must be devoured in one sitting.
She can often be found multi-tasking effortlessly while reading a book and spending time with her husband, four children and two dogs.
She loves chocolate as much as she loves reading, and enjoys baking desserts that result in diabetic comas. In her downtime she procaffinates with friends and stalks Facebook.


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