Monday, July 21, 2014

Magic and Fairy Tales in Darkest Magic

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From Decadent’s new Beyond Fairytales line….

Magic and fairy tales go together like vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce. It’s a natural combination that’s been tried and true for so long everybody accepts it as fact. Just like good and evil. That’s definitely a big fairy tale staple. I decided to shake and stir, and combine them both in DarkestMagic.
In Darkest Magic, there is a good witch named Estrella, married to a dwarf named Otis. Dwarves are another fairy tale character we often see and quite handy to have around most of the time! Unlike trolls, who generally are no fun at all. But there are no trolls in this story! There is also an evil witch named Petrina. She’s married to the alpha male of the werewolf pack.
The what? Yes, I blended the modern day concept of werewolves with magic for this tale and here’s why. Some say that it’s magic that makes a werewolf. Others say it’s a virus, something you can catch. Which one is true? I don’t really know. Do you?
There are lots of werewolf romance books out there, but how many of them boast a dwarf sidekick and a battle to keep the forest safe from evil? If it sounds like I’m a bit of an environmentalist at heart, you’re right. I’m currently making hiking plans for the weekend! In regards the dwarf, I simply had to include one since there was one in the original Grimm fairy tale my story is based on, and I am totally head over heels for Tyrion in Game of Thrones. (Who can blame me, really? He’s so awesome!) More on dwarves later…
I look forward to readers’ comments on how well my wolves and witches interact. It was difficult at first to re-frame the story in modern terms, but once I got going it all came together quite well. Remember, magic and fairy tales CAN include werewolves. Like that one peeking over your shoulder right now…
Oops!
Just kidding!
Eva


Darkest Magic:
Nik Epperstein’s alpha lost his mate two years ago and took an evil witch as his new bride. Ever since then, Eli’s leadership has become violent, bordering on insane. When Eli attacks him, Nik’s healing powers mysteriously vanish. He can’t defend himself, nor protect the wolf he secretly loves. Only through the help of a foul-mouthed witch and an overly-dramatic dwarf will he save her – but their assistance comes at a price.
Caroline has tried for two years to lure Nik into her bed and can’t understand his hesitation.  After all, she senses their mating bond loud and clear. Then Nik disappears. She confronts her father who tells her Nik is dead, and she’s next on his chopping block.  Without Nik to protect her, she flees the pack and is kidnapped by a man half her size.
Reunited at last, the young wolves have one last chance to ignite their bond. But love must wait when battle looms. Eli and his wife attack, and aren’t above using dirty tricks to win. If Nik and Caroline survive the battle, the dwarf and his wife will require them to make a promise that will change their lives forever…

EXCERPT:
A cool wind whispered along her bare arms and she hugged herself, suddenly chilled. No good would come of this night, her senses screamed. That, and run. But to where? From whom?
Another snap of a twig and she spun, only to come face to face with her father. “Dad? What are you doing out here?”
“Caroline.” His eyes looked weird, glossy and red.
She took a step back, fighting the urge to flee, which would only entice the wolf in him to give chase. “Are you following me?”
“Yes. As a matter of fact, I am. I have something to discuss with you.”
A far away howl reached her ears. Long and sorrowful, it wrung her heart, heightening her senses. Every nerve on alert, she glanced toward the source of the sound and then focused on her father. “What do you want?”
“I’m afraid since Petrina is pregnant with our son, she sees no further need to have you around.”
Petrina, again. Had her father forgotten all about her mother? He acted as though he lived only to please his new wife these days. The thought he’d forgotten his first mate for love of this creepy one sickened her. She wanted Petrina out of the pack, out of their lives, forever. “What does she have to do with anything?”
Another howl carried on the wind, and her gut churned. It sounded like a wolf in pain, and the pitch and tone triggered her wolf’s anxiety. When it howled in return, the name bubbled up to the surface with shocking surety. Nik. He’s hurt.
Her father closed in, not making any quick moves, but the tension in his body threatening nonetheless. “She’s concerned about your presence here, Caroline. If you’re not mated to a pack member, you need to go. Your bloodline can serve no purpose but to dilute my power.”
She blinked, not certain she’d heard him correctly. Her father’s words made no sense. When had he become so political—and with his own family members? “Papa, you know Nik is my mate. Always has been. There’s no one else in the pack I could ever care for. Where is Nik? Let me go to him. We can settle this all tonight.”
“Nik is gone, honey.”
“Gone?” Her arms trembled, this time not from the cold. “What do you mean? He’s coming back, isn’t he?”
Her father didn’t speak but hell seemed to stir in his eyes as he hovered over her. “No.”
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Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.




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Sunday, July 20, 2014

Ten Reasons Why Being An Author of Romantic Suspense Is Bad For You

By Zee Monodee

Hey beautiful people! 
In anticipation of my July 29 release, the romantic suspense/espionage story You Belong to Me  (part of the Beyond Fairytales line, and inspired by Grimm story The Nix of the Mill Pond), I thought I’d delve into why writing romantic suspense can be detrimental to your sanity (...uhm, yeah – as if hearing voices in your head screaming to be given a story wasn’t bad enough....)

So, let’s delve in!

1. Your life will always seem boring and mundane compared to the scenarios you come up with. 
2. Suddenly, people start looking at you in a weird manner when they read your work, and find out how much the “sweet” person they know you to be... can think like a psycho and/or sociopath... 
3. You find men who don’t walk the edge of danger boring. 
4. You get to research and know a lot about guns and other weapons (probably too much...) 
5. It’s not hard for you to imagine potential scenarios for getting rid of your boss/mother-in-law/slimy ex/your man’s psycho ex and figuring out exactly how to get away with it... 
6.  You retreat into your bubble, because frankly, wherever you’re living will seem like the dumps when your stories are taking you to Paris, London, Prague, Cape Town, Lake Como, and other such glamorous, exotic locations. 
7. You suddenly know a lot about biological weapons and can hold your own in a debate about the merits of this anti-terrorism strategy versus the other (putting you squarely into Nerd category!) 
8. Coffee starts to replace blood in your body, because, face it, you need the adrenalin rush! 
9. Vanilla sex gets just way too boring! Your characters need spice and the rush... and you take the irreversible step into hot and racy sex scene territory. 
10. You start wishing you were your characters, never mind they’re totally screwed up....

Coming to you this July – You Belong to Me by Zee Monodee
A modern retelling of Grimm fairytale The Nix of the Mill Pond, whereby a young woman who is no damsel in distress sets out to save her kidnapped prince...only to find that true evil lives well and strong in the heart of a man bent on conquering the world.

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From Mauritius with love, 

Zee

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Thursday, July 17, 2014

Small Town, My Town...Zero, Ohio


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When I started the Zero, Ohio series, I envisioned a small town where everyone knows everyone else. If you’ve ever lived in a small town, you know what I’m talking about. You can’t go outside without at least one or two people knowing exactly what’s going on. If you haven’t had this experience, in some ways you can count your blessings. In others, it’s the best security system in the world. Nosy people can be helpful.
Zero has those people, too. In the postcard above, I found pictures of places that reminded me a lot of what Zero looks like. See what you think. Does it remind you of where you’re from or maybe a place you’ve been?
I love spending time in Zero. So much so, that I let the boys talk me into another story. Yep. If you’ve read any of the books, you might remember Ray from Eight Ball. He’s now the owner of the bar. He’s also got one heck of a story to tell. I’d let you in on some of his secrets, but he’d probably get mad and you might not believe them anyway. His is also the longest of the stories, twice as long as the others and three times the length of Sam’s. I told you Ray was chatty.

Which Zero story is your favorite? I’d love to know. Is there a character you want to see get his own story? Let me know! I might just run with your suggestion.

Here’s a sneak peek from Ray’s story, Redeeming Raygan:

Two rough endings can equal one hot beginning. 
Raygan Mason is done with love. After plenty of failed relationships, he wants nothing of the emotion. He’s broken inside and believes he’s not worthy of redemption...until he meets a man named after a car. Then his structured, but closed off world gets turned upside down. 
Jamie “Jeep” Grusin isn’t big on love, either. Fresh out of a marriage filled with cheating and lies, he’s not looking for another partner. The writer wants a fresh start and is told Zero will cure what ails him. He’s not convinced...until he ends up at Eight Ball bar. 
Can two men who think they are totally wrong for each other find out that redemption and a new start is so right?

And now an excerpt:
He drove nearly the length of the main street before he spotted the bar. The gigantic eight ball wasn’t lit, but there were lights on within the building.
“This must be the place. Jeep pulled into the parking lot, then stopped. He grabbed his wallet, phone and notebook. He refused to be anywhere without a paper and pen.
The bell dinged as he headed into the bar. Two men stood behind the counter.
“Sorry, buddy,” the black-haired man said. “We’re closed.”
The taller man shrugged. “Bobby, lock the main door. We can go out the back when we’re done. One patron won’t hurt anything, but I don’t want a group coming in.” The man turned his attention to Jeep. “What’ll you have?”
“Uh—” He’d always known what to say in every situation, but not now. Looking at the brown-haired man twisted Jeep’s tongue. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Which one of you has a place for me to stay?” Holy shit. What an unintentional come-on!
Both men froze. Jeep knew exactly what he’d said and wished he could’ve taken it back. He scratched his forehead. Shit. He needed to unlearn that bad habit. Still, the nervous gesture gave him time to think.
“I meant, I’m new in town and need a place to rent for the next few nights. My publisher, Nelson Vickers, told me someone here has a place for me to stay. I need it while I’m writing.”
“You must be looking for Sam,” the black-haired man said. “He’s got half a duplex.”
“Yeah.” Jeep nodded. “Him. Which one of you are him?” Hopefully the taller guy was the man he needed to see. He wouldn’t mind spending some quiet time with the handsome man.
“Neither. This is Bobby and my name is Raygan. Sam, the one you’re looking for, works at the community center. It’s closed now, but I’d be willing to bet he’ll help you in the morning.” Raygan placed a coaster on the bar top. “Want a beer?”

Copyright ©2014 Megan Slayer


Enjoy!

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.
She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through many houses including Decadent Publishing


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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Finding Magic in the Crook of the Carpathians


Hello again fellow Decadent writers and readers. As you are reading this, I am off the grid in a Central European hideaway they call Hustopeče, nestled in a tent between dense Czech forests of various evergreens, and a tranquil river. The Czech Republic is an incubator for a fantasy , and a place to dream with your eyes wide open.      
It's easy to find inspiration for my next modern Fairytale while I'm here for the next three months. The magic lives everywhere. The nature is an obvious place, but inspiration strikes with the eye-twinkle of an old lady sweeping her porch in a small village. Love scenes are birthed from afternoon rainstorms that cast fog through the cobblestone alleyways and squares. My imagination is jogged as I walk into the local bakery that appears more like a log cabin. The sweet scents of breads are warm, and the woman behind the counter becomes a nostalgic character.        
The people here seem world-weary, as if they have been around for centuries. Their
knowing looks appear as aged as the forts and castles that still stand. The third installment of my Of Light and Darkness series is about to be released and the fourth is well on its way. But during my time here in Czech, I just may invent a whole new fairy tale. I keep my notebooks and pens close by at all times. While my husband gets lost in conversation, I get lost in my other worlds. This country, its culture, and its people have not only adopted me, they've totally quenched my thirst for fascination, inspiration, and magic...stay tuned!

With much love from the Czech Republic,


Shayne