Meet the Authors in #Cimmerian Shade: Erzabet Bishop

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  1. When did you start writing?

I started writing when I was in about sixth grade. It was a vampire story about a woman on a farm whose husband had been turned and she was trying to protect her child. I still have that old manuscript somewhere.

  1. What makes your stories unique?

I try to reach down and find the root cause of why a character acts the way they do. Who they are. And not everything is always pretty. We humans are a complex lot, filled with gritty emotions and sometimes they boil up to the surface.

  1. Is there a common thread that runs through your books?

Yes. Women finding strength in themselves is a central theme in my books. It could be escaping their past, discovering their strength and finding out they are worth being loved. Also body image. Many of my heroines are curvy girls.

A good many of my books have a paranormal thread in them but some are erotic romance with a little kink to spice things up. I span the rainbow with my work and have written traditional m/f romance, f/f, and also a m/m short piece of fiction that will soon be made into a novel. The characters speak and it gets noisy in here when I don’t listen and give them some play space.

  1. If money was of no concern, what would you envision as your perfect lifestyle? (where would you live, what would you do all day, etc.)

If money were no object, I would write full time. I would have a cook to handle the kitchen, a housekeeper/maid to handle the housework and most of all I would have more time to take nightly walks with my husband and puppies. I love my home in Texas and can’t imagine living anywhere else.

  1. Besides writing, what things are you most passionate about?

Dog rescue. My house is full of rescue puppies and they are the light of my life.

  1. Not limited to writing, what do you believe to be some of your greatest accomplishments so far?

Making USA Today has been one of my greatest accomplishments.

Another one is learning how to work with a large group of authors in a box set endeavor.

In my day job, I have been a bookstore manager for over twenty years and one of my greatest joys is sharing my love of reading with people I meet in the store every day.

  1. Name a few of your favorites (colors, TV shows, movies, stars, songs, etc.)

Colors: Black, pink, red, gray

Books/authors: Court of Thorn and Roses series, Kim Harrison Hollows series, Laurell K. Hamilton, Skye Warren, Tiffany Reisz and too many others to mention them all…

Shows: Breaking Bad, Better Call Saul, Six Feet Under, Orange is the New Black, Anne with an E, Stranger Things, Thirteen Reasons Why, Handmaid’s Tale, Frankie and Grace, Westworld, How to Get Away With Murder…

Movies: Fido, Lost Boys, Underworld, Grumpy Old Men, Brigadoon, Guardians of the Galaxy I and II and so many more…

Music: Florence and the Machine, Sia, Black Keys, Peter Murphy, Thirteen Reasons Why Soundtrack, Adele. I primarily listen to alternative music.

Kissed by the moon…

Diana Robichard runs Moon Called, an antique shop specializing in cursed objects. A new antiquity falls into her possession and promptly disappears, her tidy world is upended. When faced with a threat to those she loves the most, witchcraft alone may not be enough to save them from the demon fire unleashed across the city. Blood vows and shadowy magic may hold the key, but the ultimate power might just be in the darkest recesses of her heart.

A wolf unleashed…

Alpha wolf Aristide Benoit is a wolf on a mission. When multiple pack members and finally his daughter go missing, he is ready to do whatever is necessary to find them. A pending war with the vampires looms in the distance but a blacker danger lies closer to home. Will the sexy witch destined to be his fated mate be his downfall or his salvation?

A triumvirate of blood and fire…

Vampire Regent, Rand Sinclair, has a problem. Awakened from sleep to find his Coven decimated and the current Regent suspect, he finds his vault is missing an amulet never meant to see the light of day. The treaty with the wolves in tatters, he must act quickly before the woman who haunted his dreams is swept into an ancient curse that will destroy them all. Can he make room in his heart and embrace a forbidden love that can set them all free or let the rage inside of him overtake them all?

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Meet the Authors in #Cimmerian Shade: Felicia Beasley

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I hobbled across the threshold, praising myself for not immediately falling over. I inspected the damage to my stomach as Chase looked around the small office. Blood oozed from the wound.

“You need stitches,” he said.

“I have a needle and thread in my desk. I’ll take care of it after you leave,” I said, hoping he’d get the hint.

“Let me.” He walked over to my desk, opened the drawer, and started rummaging around.

I stiffened. Stitching up my wound was far too intimate but I would continue to leak until I did something about it. “I’d prefer if you didn’t.”

“Your preference doesn’t matter to me. You have something I need. Until I get it, I’m not going to let you bleed to death.” He didn’t look up from his treasure hunt. “I’m not leaving, either.”

Arrogant jerk-off. “I bet you’re a hit with all the ladies.”

He lifted his gaze. “With the right ones.”

“Let me guess, I don’t fit the criteria.”

He pulled out my unused sewing kit and strutted over like he was a member of the Bee Gees.

“Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive,” I muttered. I would’ve added some cool dance moves but it would’ve hurt too much.

He stopped mid-stride and looked at me like I was nut-so. “Maybe it’s too late and there’s no hope for you.”

“You might be right. Could you be a dear and let me die in peace, then?”

He ignored me, again, and closed the distance between us. His brow furrowed as he studied the damage the naga had done.

“This would be easier without the shirt,” he said.

“I usually don’t get naked on the first date.”

He grunted, not amused. Apparently, having a sense of humor wasn’t a requirement to graduate from demon hunting school.

I tried to pull the hem of my shirt over my head. It wasn’t like I was modest or anything. I stopped when the pain hit me like a locomotive going a hundred miles per hour right to my gut.

“Let me help,” he said impatiently.

I flinched as his warm fingers grazed my bare stomach. He pulled his hands away.

“Did I hurt you?”

I glared to cover up my embarrassment. “Why the hell do you care? Just do it.”

His jaw clenched and I prepared for him to rip the shirt over my head like an overeager lover just to spite me. Instead, he was slow, gentle, careful not to let the fabric further aggravate the wound.

I covered up the effect it had on me with derision. “Took you long enough. I’m guessing you’re a bore in bed.”

I watched him swallow as his gaze rested on my breasts.

I didn’t hide the smirk. “I didn’t know sentinels were celibate.”

His eyes shot to my face and his cheeks reddened. It was kind of adorable. “Pardon?”

“Once you’re done eye-fucking my tits, can we get this over with?”

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He stared at me as if this was the first time he’d ever seen me.

You know those times when it feels like everything just stops? A second stretches to a millennium. The universe waits with bated breath for the next moment.

But then the moment doesn’t happen, and the universe lets out a big disappointed sigh.

Blue eyes blinked at me as time resumed. The tension evaporated, and I was left wondering if I just imagined the passion in his piercing gaze. He had probably still been thinking about the fire.

“They aren’t coming after us,” he said, sounding relaxed for the first time. He smiled. “I can’t believe we made it out of there.”

“It’s not them I’m worried about.”

Lucas still didn’t move or let go of my hips. He didn’t even ask what I meant. There was no lingering moment this time. No oceans of anticipation to drown in.

One moment he looked like he’d won the lottery and the next his mouth claimed mine like a dragon with his treasure.

Heat that had nothing to do with magical flames infused my body, weakening my legs more than the magic soul suck had.

I leaned my body weight into him lest I fall to the ground in a puddle. He wrapped his arms around my body, keeping me locked against him until he decided he wanted to let go.

A moan escaped my throat as his hungry mouth sucked and tugged on my virgin lips.

Yeah, I had never been kissed before. Just like that movie with Drew Barrymore, only I really was a high school loser.

I wrapped my hands in his hair, fingernails digging into his scalp as I pulled him down harder. Pressure began to build in my lower stomach. Tendrils of pleasant tightness fluttered like butterfly kisses up through my chest.

Now, I wasn’t the only one moaning. His hot tongue glided across my bottom lip. Once. Twice. My mouth dropped open with a sigh, surrendering to his expertise. He closed his mouth around my lower lip and sucked.

There was no drug on the planet more addictive than Lucas Zane. One taste and I knew that I’d do anything for another hit.

I pressed my palms against his bare, bloody chest and pushed, jerking my face away from his.

He looked down at me, eyes half-lidded, cheeks flushed, lips cherry red.

“I thought you only wanted to be friends?” My voice cracked. My body was pissed at my mind for ruining her fun. The co-mingling guilt and desire turning my stomach threatened to make me throw up on his shoes.

The only word to describe the way he looked at me now was smoldering.

“I lied.”

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Meet the #Cimmerian Shade Authors: Elvira Bathory

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  1. What makes your stories unique?

I try to take things that haven’t been written about much, for example my shifter stories have animals that haven’t been used before. I have made a WereFossa, WereServal-Genet, WereGharial just to name a few

  1. Is there a common thread that runs through your books?

The most common thread that runs through my books is the fact that I try to write about things, animals and myths that aren’t used or haven’t been used that often

  1. Besides writing, what things are you most passionate about?

I strongly believe in anti-bullying efforts and helping young people build self-esteem J

  1. Not limited to writing, what do you believe to be some of your greatest accomplishments so far?

I have helped raise some of the greatest little people that I have ever known. All five of my kiddos make me proud everyday

  1. Name a few of your favorites (colors, TV shows, movies, stars, songs, etc.)

My favorite color is green, my favorite TV Shows are: Charmed, The Vampire Diaries, The 100, Reign, The Originals, American Gods (just to name a few lol) and my all-time favorite movies are Labyrinth and Legend

What lengths would you go to prove yourself to your family?

What would you do if you found out that you weren’t like everyone else? That you were special but only in a way no one could find out about? What lengths would you go to prove yourself to your family? A family that you didn’t know you had?

Kymber was moving through life with a part-time minimum wage job and only a few friends. She was different from other people and they treated her that way. However, she was happy with her life until the day she met Kheelan; that is when her life was turned upside down. She finds out that she isn’t even human, and that a family she wasn’t aware she had needed her to complete a mission. As Kymber and Kheelan’s adventure progresses, will their focus on business remain professional or will their growing passion take over?


As a show of good faith, I thought I would tell you what you really are. You’ve been feeling different than the people around you, right? Don’t have many, if any, friends? You keep to yourself; going to work and returning home, never going out on a girl’s night or even a date. You bring men home just to have them make excuses before entering the house or, if they’re brave enough to enter, you kick them out right after having sex. You live alone and people go to great lengths to avoid you whenever they can.

Would you like to know why that is? I can tell you. I know we’ve already made plans to meet after your shift however I felt you might like to know the answer to the question that burns brightest in your mind; If only to give you some time to prepare yourself, maybe jot down any questions you might have. I’m afraid this note will make you change your mind about meeting with me, but it’s a risk I’ll have to take. We’re both running out of time. It’s of the utmost urgency that you know ahead of time what you are, who you are, so this note will have to be the way that I lower that particular hammer.

I just pray to the Gods that I will still find you in the rear parking lot of the diner at seven this evening.

You’re Death, a Grim Reaper, Morrigana, your very name means Death and that’s why people avoid you. That’s why you’re always alone. Humans can sense the ‘otherness’ about you, even if they aren’t sure what is so off-putting, and that is why they give you wide berth.

Except there are other beings out in the world that can be around you; Hells, there are even some who would give their right nut to share your bed just for the thrill of being with Death and coming out alive on the other end. There are others still who would kill to be with you on your journeys; to see the world the way you see it.

I’ve said enough for now. As I said, time is of the essence and I wouldn’t blame you for not sticking around to keep our appointment, however I must insist that you meet me at your vehicle after your shift this evening so that we can discuss all of this in length and I can tell you why I’m here.


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Meet the authors in #Cimmerian Shade: Catherine Banks

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Tora’s been on a lot of awful blind dates.

All she wants is to find someone who loves her for who she is, which might be a tall order considering she’s part demon.

But then she goes out with the gorgeous Edan, and the pair immediately hit it off. Edan’s forthcoming about being a dragon, and royalty, to boot, which only makes Tora even more reluctant to risk ruining things by telling him about her demon heritage. However, no matter how hard she tries, she can’t keep it a secret forever.

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Meet the authors in Cimmerian Shade Boxed Set: Heather Marie Adkins

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The line between light and dark has never been so unclear.

Ever O’Connell prides herself on being a good Wiccan, and her coven follows the path of the Goddess with love and light. But the “dark” witches in school—the BlackMags— keep pushing her toward the edge, until Ever finally finds herself at war.

Cade Bourdain inherited his father’s thirst for power, drawing him into darker areas of magick. Despite his dislike for the “Fluffy Bunny” Wiccans, he feels an unearthly connection to Ever.

When the two strike up a secret relationship the real magic between them is ignited, generating a power that a dangerous warlock yearns to take for his own. Ensnared by the warlock, Ever and Cade’s conflicting covens must work together despite their differences—or else be destroyed by a common enemy.

The screen door creaked on its hinges as he swung it open and knocked on the front door. His first knock shoved the door in, revealing a cool, dim hallway.

Startled, he propped the screen open with his shoulder and grabbed the handle, holding the door still as he knocked again. “Hello?”

No response.

“Anyone home?” Cade pushed the door open a little more, listening intently.

Still nothing.

Should I go in? he wondered, teetering on the threshold. On the one hand, barging into someone’s home — especially someone who wasn’t necessarily a friend — wasn’t cool. On the other, what if Ever was home alone and something had happened to her?

That thought alone made his decision. “I’m coming in!”

He shoved the door open all the way, the edge dragging across the floor as if it weren’t fitted properly into its frame. The screen door slammed shut behind him, the sound an obtrusive crack in the hushed silence.

“Ever?” Cade walked forward, his eyes darting around the foyer. An opening to his right revealed a battered dining table and chairs, guarded by an impressive sideboard and a painting of a meadow. To his left, a living room with stuffed couches and no television, but a nice marble fireplace that took up nearly an entire wall.

“Hello?” Cade passed through the doorway beside the stairs and found himself in the kitchen. The oven was on, ticking into the silence. Something smelled gingery and delicious. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until assaulted by the scent. He stepped closer to the oven, curiosity drawing him to peek into it.

“I should really leave the dogs inside when I’m home alone.”

The voice, coming from behind him, startled Cade so badly he jumped, knocking over a pitcher resting on the counter. Tea gushed across the Formica and waterfalled to the floor

Ever stood in the kitchen doorway, looking pale and wan with a square of gauze taped to her hairline, but sporting an amused smile. “Yep. Should definitely leave the dogs inside. Maybe they’ll keep out snooping intruders set on spilling my sweet tea.”

“Damn, Ever. I’m sorry.” Cade grabbed the pitcher and placed it in the sink, then glanced around for a towel. “The front door was open, and you didn’t answer. I thought something might have happened to you. I didn’t know how badly…” His voice trailed off as he eyed the bandage on her head. “Did he really hurt you?”

Ever shrugged, gliding into the kitchen on bare feet. “I had to get stitches. But I’ll survive.”

Cade stood by helplessly as Ever opened a drawer and extracted dish towels for clean up. As she bent to wipe up the floor, Cade jumped forward. “No, let me. I made the mess.”

That damn amused grin again. “Alright. I’ll get the counter.”

A minute passed in awkward silence as they dried. Cade was crouched so close to Ever’s bare legs he could feel her heat. She smelled good, like something earthy, and the curve of her anklebone was fascinating. He stole glances at her smooth, golden calves, muscles clenching as she swiped at the spilled tea. He couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to reach out and touch her, to slide his fingertips up her skin, over her knee; to press his lips to the softly rounded curve of her thigh beneath the hem of her shorts.

“Why are you here, Cade?”

The question caught him off guard. He lurched forward, dish towel sliding through the puddle of amber liquid. “Um, what?”

Ever looked down, raising an eyebrow.

Horrified, Cade realized his fumble had pushed a tidal wave of tea over her foot. Another part of him noticed her tiny toes, painted a vivid shade of blue, and the silver circlet on her left second toe. Even her feet were cute.

“Sorry,” he said, avoiding her gaze and her smirk.

“It’s okay.” She lifted her foot behind her, seamlessly leaning backwards to wipe it off with her own towel.

Cade found himself mesmerized by the way her back arched. She had a neck like a swan, all grace and ease. He’d never been this close to her, close enough to notice all the little things most people ignored, like the beauty mark just beneath her jawbone or the perfect hourglass her curves made in that outfit.

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Musings of An Earth Angel Blog Tour

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Suzanne Adams

What are you currently reading?

The second book of the Musings of an Earth Angel trilogy! I am writing it and constantly reading it and reworking it! 🙂

Do you have a favorite author? Who is it?

I have so many that I love! I love Stephanie Myer, JK Rowling, and Alyson Noel.

When did you start writing?

Almost 2 years ago.

Why do you write?

To try to help people to discover their own greatness and their purpose in live. I want to help people, but with a fun and magical story that they will enjoy and not be able to put down!

Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?

My intended audience is anyone that wants to escape on a magical journey that they can get lost in. Anyone who loves trilogies, and anyone who wants to help make the world a better place. They should read my book to learn about some ways to call happiness into their own life and for a fun quick read that will really get them thinking and will linger with them.

If you could go back in time and meet one famous person or legend in history, who would it be? Why? What would you say to them?

I would want to go back to the Atlantis time and just see how the world operated then and see if all of the legends are true!

How did you come up with the idea for your book?

I learned all about life purpose and I realized my purpose is to teach people how to life a life of true fulfillment and happiness. I wanted to do this in a fun, magical, and mystical way so I created Samantha and Musings of an Earth Angel!

Tell us about your cover art. Who designed it? Why did you go with that particular image/artwork?

My cover art was designed by the beautiful Amber Hargett! She did an amazing job. We worked together to find an image and a feel that truly represented the story and Samantha.

Who would you cast for the main characters if your book became a movie?

It will definitely be a movie soon and I would love to see Chloe Grace Moretz play Samantha!!

How about an excerpt from your book meant to capture our imagination and make us want to read more?


She paused for a moment to hold my gaze. “Being an Earth Angel isn’t an easy feat. So if you do it with success, your reward after you transition from earth is tenfold.”

Every word she said struck a chord deep within me. “So you are saying I’m an Earth Angel?”

“Yes, that is exactly what I am saying. Isn’t it wonderful news?”
I hesitated for a moment at the heaviness of what she was telling me. I knew my life was changing, but this seemed so big, so huge. I was on earth as an angel? Me, a real life angel? I couldn’t believe it—it just didn’t seem like it could actually be true.

“I do feel honored, and this does feel right to me,” I said. “It could be my truth. But it is a little scary, and it’s a lot to take in. What does being an Earth Angel mean, exactly?”

“First of all, please know that it is nothing to be scared of. It is an honor. It means you have special magical gifts and powers that you can offer to help save the world.”

“You mean I can help with the transition of human evolution?” This message had come up repeatedly, and I was starting to somewhat understand.

“Yes. Exactly. You have a complex mission, and it will be unfolded to you in time. But for now, yes you are getting it. The dolphins say hello, and they want to support you in any way they can. They are one of your spirit animals, and they are happy you loved their dance. Their mission is to make humans feel free and alive and to inspire play-like qualities.”

“I am honored to meet them,” I said, as one of the dolphins slid right up to me. I ran my hand across its smooth, slippery skin.

“I have something really special for you,” she said. In her palm she held the most beautiful, sparkling green emerald on a delicate gold chain.

“Wow, what is it? It is stunning.”

“This is an amulet. It was kept hidden in the sea for thousands of years for you. We knew you would need it in this lifetime. If you wear it, it will help protect you. It is from the Atlantean times and will help unlock memories and assist you in remembering all your truth.” She attached the necklace around my neck.

“I love it. It’s so special. Thank you so much.”

“You are doing beautifully, darling. You are on the right path so keep it up. I will be going now, so remember me every time you go for a swim. Try not to stay away from the water for so long.”

She looked at me, put her hands together in front of her heart, and bowed her head like we were at yoga together. She then submerged deep within the water, faster than she appeared. I sat on the rock with tears of joy streaming down my face at learning and realizing my truth.




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22-year-old Samantha Kingston had the perfect job, perfect boyfriend, and perfect Friday nights. When disaster strikes she loses everything and is propelled into a journey where evil and good, dark and light are battling for her destiny. Will the Demon Brigade viciously destroy her? Or will her Angel team and the Divine help her to elevate and see her real truth as an Earth Angel?



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Suzanne’s purpose is to teach people how to live a life of fulfillment and joy. She does this through teaching you her proven 5 step process to attract happiness and freedom into your life. Her first book, Musings of an Earth Angel, was just published this fall. You can connect with Suzanne here. (

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Shatterproof Virtual Book Tour

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You all know how much I enjoy guest authors mainly when they agree to an interview. It’s a great way of knowing authors better and K. K. Weil is a delightful guest in that aspect. Her answers are witty, thoughtful, and fun. Is there a better way to introduce one’s own work than being an awesome interviewee?

Thank you for taking the time to answer my questions, K. K. You’re a star! And just so you know, I’d love to meet Cleo as well. hehe PLUS, I was named after Elizabeth Taylor because my mom loved the movie… how cool is that?

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Author Interview


What are you currently reading?

Right now, I’m reading Every Fifteen Minutes by Lisa Scottoline. It’s keeping me on the edge of my seat. Great read.

Do you have a favorite author? Who is it?

 There are a ton of authors I’d put on that list and every day I think of different ones. A few of my favorites today are Margaret Atwood, who first introduced me to dystopian society, Ayn Rand, who gave me one of my all-time favorite novels, Atlas Shrugged, Amy Harmon, whose writing is just beautiful and Christopher Buckley, because he’s hysterical.

When did you start writing?

 I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t writing. I always had a work in progress in a notebook somewhere close by. I recently found one of my earliest stories about kids who were in a sleepaway camp and got into all sorts of trouble. I have many of my old notebooks stuffed in a duffel bag in my basement.

Why do you write?

 There are so many things I love about writing. The rush I get from writing a crucial scene is exciting. Creating characters and storylines brings me into another world, where anything I choose can happen. And then there’s the fact that if I didn’t write, I wouldn’t know what to do with all of those stories that bounce around in my head.

Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?

 I’d recommend Shatterproof to anyone looking for a real-life love story about two flawed twenty-somethings searching for meaning in their lives. Shatterproof looks at things from a different perspective. Instead of hearing from a victim (or someone who rescues a victim), we’re seeing things from the point of view of a young man who has been a witness to his mother’s abuse his entire life. His conflicted feelings of love and resentment toward his mother aren’t usually portrayed in fiction, but are very real for people who’ve grown up in these households. His only solace is that he can help other women in similar situations, even if he can’t help his mother. Griffin’s terrified of repeating the cycle, which is why he keeps women at an arm’s length, until he meets Frankie. She’s got her own unique take on the world and Griffin’s situation, which makes the book different as well.


If you could go back in time and meet one famous person or legend in history, who would it be? Why? What would you say to them?

I think I’d like to meet Cleopatra. I’ve always been fascinated by anything to do with Ancient Egypt and specifically, her power at the time. I’d love to hear her point of view about her world, her relationships and her death.


How did you come up with the idea for your book?

Griffin was a character in my first book, At This Stage. I never intended for him to take on the life that he did in that book, but the more I wrote about him, the more I fell in love with him. I decided then that I’d give him his own story and explore what made him tick. There had to be a very good reason that he was as serious and brooding as he was. Something must have happened to someone he loved, not just to him, because he’s the type of guy who’d always put himself second. And who could he possibly love more growing up than his mother? That’s how Shatterproof came alive.

Tell us about your cover art. Who designed it? Why did you go with that particular image/artwork?

 Debbie Taylor at The Wild Rose Press is my cover artist. I am so grateful for the work she did for me. I knew I wanted the mood of the cover to be somewhat ominous and dark, because I thought that would fit the book well. She captured exactly the tone I was looking for, while the bright NYC buildings make it pop beautifully. I loved it as soon as I saw it.

Who would you cast for the main characters if your book became a movie?

I’d love to see either Liam Hemsworth or Charlie Hunnam play Griffin. For Frankie, I picture someone who can be wide eyed, yet strong at the same time, like Emma Stone. Griffin’s mother would be elegant and beautiful, along the lines of an older Cate Blanchett. And I think Rob Lowe would be perfect for Griffin’s father.

How about an excerpt from your book meant to capture our imagination and make us want to read more?

Sure! This is an excerpt from Frankie’s perspective. She’s about to meet Griffin’s parents for the first time and Griffin has been on edge about it all day.


When Griffin’s father strides out the door, I involuntarily suck in a gasp. Approaching us is possibly the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, especially in his sharp button-down shirt, slacks and designer shoes. He’s almost Griffin’s clone, except as he smiles to say hello, some soft lines surround his mouth and fiery brown eyes. His dark hair has the same slightly reddish tint as Griffin’s but it’s short, with not a single strand out of place. He’s got Griffin’s high cheekbones and deep dimples indenting his cheeks. These two could be twins born a couple of decades apart.

A small guttural sound spurts from Griffin, who practically has smoke coming out his ears, and two things occur to me. One: I cannot be thinking about how beautiful this man is. I have to hate him the way Griffin does, because, for God’s sake, he’s an abusive asshole. And two: even though he has explained it to me, I’m grasping for the first time why Griffin keeps his appearance the way he does. Morally, he is the polar opposite of his father, yet their physical features could make them identical.

“Frankie,” his father says, revealing a smile matched in beauty only by his son’s. “I’m so glad to be meeting you. I’m Evan.” He extends his hand.

Griffin is absorbed by his father’s manicured hand grasping mine. Definitely no tattoos on those knuckles. He releases me and turns to Griffin.

“Hello, my boy,” he says, but doesn’t reach for his hand. Maybe he knows Griffin won’t shake it and doesn’t want to make things awkward. Instead he gives Griffin a playful slap on the back. Griffin straightens.

“Why aren’t you at work?” Griffin snaps at his father. Griffin’s hands quiver and he crams them in his pockets.

“I was.” His father ignores the tone. “But when your mother mentioned you were bringing a date for dinner, I decided to cut our meeting short. Why don’t we go inside? Your mom said everything’s almost ready.” He tries to escort me by placing a hand on my spine. Griffin pulls me away and steps between us to walk.

Dinner should be interesting.


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“You need to grow up, Griffin,” my father spat at me. “Life isn’t perfect. You need to get over it and move on. Your mother can. She’s happy with me and whatever we have between us is our business, not yours. Grow the hell up, and start acting like a man instead of a petulant child.”


Heat shot through my body at lightning speed. “Act like a man—like you?” I shouted. “What should I do, go pick some amazing woman who’s full of life and beat it out of her until she can’t even recognize herself any more, until she can’t even differentiate between love and pain? Is that what a man does, Dad? Is that what I should do?”


My father broke into a smile. An evil, condescending, terrifying smile. “You think you’re so different from me?” He hovered over me. His tone was sinister, as if he was trying to cut through my skin with nothing but his voice. “Get up.” He yanked my arm and pulled me by the elbow into the bathroom. He grabbed the back of my head and forced me to face the mirror. “Look at yourself, Griffin. And look at me. Everything about you comes from me. You may deny it now. You may put yourself on a pedestal, thinking you’re above being human, but just know that the fire inside you, that’s my fire. That passion, it’s mine. And when you have an uncontrollable desire to love, to hurt, to possess a woman, it’s from me. Nothing is yours alone. Even this face.” He snagged my chin between his strong fingers. I tried to yank it away from his grasp, but he held on too tight. “It’s mine. And there’s nothing you can do about it. You can try to mask it in this mess of hair and clothes and tattoos you have going on, but know that every time a woman falls in love with that face, every time she says she can’t resist you because of it, every time she can’t walk away from you…it’s because of me. It’s because you are me. We. Are. The. Same.” He released my chin with a shove and left the bathroom.



Griffin Stone knows the stats. Sons of abusers become abusers. This is his single fear.

After witnessing firsthand his parents’ tumultuous marriage, Griffin worries that he, too, harbors an explosive dark side. Can he escape from his father’s rage-fueled ways or is he destined to become part of the cycle?

Unable to persuade his mother to leave and wrestling with his resentment towards her for staying, Griffin volunteers at Holly’s House, a safe haven for abused women. Through sculpture, Griffin gives these women pieces of themselves they’ve long forgotten. Holly’s House is the only place where Griffin finds peace and purpose.

Until he meets Frankie Moore.

Frankie is an aspiring photographer, finding beauty in things most people miss, including Griffin. Griffin is attracted to her free-spirited, sassy attitude but fears Frankie will trigger the most intense part of him, the one he must keep buried.

Frankie’s got to get her act together. Her anything-goes behavior is leading nowhere fast. She’s hopeful that her latest hobby will be a building block for the future. But when a stranger appears on the other end of her camera, looking as complex as he is handsome, Frankie thinks this might be just the change she needs.



K.K. Weil grew up in Queens, but eventually moved to New York City, the inspiration for many of her stories. Weil, who attended SUNY Albany as an undergrad and NYU as a graduate student, is a former teacher. She now enjoys writing her own dramas and lives near the beach in New Jersey, where she is at work on her next novel.





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Author Interview


What are you currently reading?

 Mary Poppins by Pamela Travers. The whole series is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!


Do you have a favorite author? Who is it:

Pamela Travers (at the moment). The message in her books is that magical isn’t behind the everyday, the magic is the everyday. I love that. She wrote a lot of non-fiction essays as well. Her books are rich in mythology, symbology and folklore.


When did you start writing?

 When I started reading J  My first verse was about a mouse who lived in a house.


Why do you write?

I’m an academic as well as an author so writing is part of the everyday for me – and it’s magical.


Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?

I’d recommend NAKED to all readers of historical fiction and historical romance who would love to read a sensual and passionate re-telling of the Godiva tale.



If you could go back in time and meet one famous person or legend in history, who would it be? Why? What would you say to them?

 I would want to meet Lady Godiva. I would say: ‘thank you’.


How did you come up with the idea for your book? Why did you want to write about Lady Godiva?:

I got the idea for NAKED: A Novel of Lady Godiva while writing about the popularity of the word lady in my academic work. The legend of Lady Godiva intrigued me and I became inspired to write my own version of her tale.  It took me on a wild ride.



Tell us about your cover art. Who designed it? Why did you go with that particular image/artwork?

The painting used for the cover of NAKED by John Collier was in the Pre-Raphaelite style (1898).The original is in an art gallery in Coventry, England. When the publishers (St Martin’s Press, New York) chose it I was thrilled because the girl in the painting has long hair just like my daughter’s and we had always noticed the resemblance. My daughter had been trying to get me a copy of the painting – then the book arrived.



Who would you cast for the main characters if your book became a movie?

I wrote NAKED as a screen play before it turned into a novel.  It always seemed to me a story that would make a fantastic movie. It’s got drama, battles, romance, treachery and of course the famous ride. I like to imagine who would play Godiva, Leofric and Edmund, the love triangle in the book. At the moment I like Emma Watson (Harry Potter) or Jennifer Lawrence (Hunger Games) for Godiva.

I’d also like English actor Clive Owen to be in it.  He was born in Coventry, the home of Lady Godiva. I saw him in a play on Broadway recently and I gave him a copy of NAKED!



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 The smoky hall was crowded but there was muted chatter at the trestle tables.  The gleeman was silent. All eyes of the household upon me, I sat up on the dais.

My own eyes were sore as I blinked. Aine had bathed them with chamomile water, removing their redness at the rims. I wanted no tell-tale signs in front of Leofric. In a deep blue tunic, trimmed with gold, I had dressed myself with care, my hair brushed and braided. But no jewels.

Not feast. Famine.

Since the mealtime horn had blown, Leofric spoke not a word to me. I darted a swift sideways glance at him. There were no signs of hurt by my anger, in the devastating way I’d been hurt by his. He drank more ale than usual as he exchanged words with the Mercian warriors. Acwell sat to one side of him, avoiding my vision.

A board of bread lay in front of me. The piece I chewed I could barely swallow. It left the taint of ashes on my tongue. I dropped it onto my plate.



At last Leofric addressed me. “You do not eat.”

“How can I eat?” Tears threatened again; I forced them back with a tilt of my chin. The Earl of Mercia would never witness me crying. “When soon many will have no food?”

Beneath the beard a muscle worked in his jaw. “The folk of the Middle Lands will get through the hungry month.”

“Many will not. Many will die.”

With both hands I shoved my trencher of food away.

As he followed my movement, his gaze landed on my bare finger.

Tight as a carpenter’s vice, he seized my culprit hand. “Where is your ring?”

“Lost,” I faltered. It still upset me that it had vanished. “It was my own fault. The ring needed to be made smaller by the blacksmith.”

I hadn’t been able to bear to remove it.

“Where did you lose it?” His question as taut as his hold.

“I’m not sure.” In the town, in the fields, in the garden. It could have been anywhere. I’d searched and searched.

He dropped my fingers as if they burnt him. Gripping his silver tankard, he drained it dry.


The tankard still in his grasp, he jerked his head towards to me. His hearth-empty eyes gutted my soul.

“Will you repeal the law?”

 The tankard slammed down onto the table. Froth spilled onto the linen tablecloth. “You try my patience. Have done. Do you dare to challenge my leadership further?”

“A strong leader lets his people starve?”

His teeth clenched. “Give. This. Up.”

His clipped accents reminded me of when I’d found the huscarl sword. I had blindly obeyed him then. This time I would not.

“Never. I’ll do anything to protect my people.”

In the curl of his beard he lifted his lip in a sneer. “Just what would you do?”

“What must I do?” My tone pitched high as a gleeman’s song. “Must I lie down my head in your lap, as the peasants do, when they become a slave? I will do it. Must I starve? I will do it. Must I ride through the streets in only my shift like a penitent? I will do it. All these things, I will do, to save one child from starving in Coventry.”

Our glances clanged. Sword. Shield.

“You would do such things?”

Under the table my fists tightened. I nodded.

His scorn knifed through me. “A penitent’s ride? You wouldn’t shame yourself in that way.”

“You don’t believe me? I’d make such a ride, if it means you repeal this law.”

Speculation flared as he stared at me. I knew that look.

Then he clicked his fingers. The serving boy ran to his side. “More ale.”

The serving boy poured, his hand shaking.

In a single gulp Leofric drained it and slammed the tankard down on the table. “Again.”

Once more the boy poured.

He drained that too.

All chatter in the hall had turned as quiet as church prayers. From the tables below folk began to listen and watch openly.

Leofric threw down the tankard. It rolled off the table, onto the floor. “You say you would ride, but you would not.”

“Are you saying I don’t keep my word?” Each word I made a dart. “I can assure you, my lord, unlike some, I always keep my word.”

His glare scorched, but mine was equal to it.

“You wouldn’t shame yourself in that way. You would ride through the streets, of Coventry, in only your shift? Like an adulteress? Like a whore?”

As if he had struck me, I reeled.

This from the man to whom I had pledged my body.

For the sake of Coventry.

With my breath came courage deep from my lungs. “It would be no shame to me to save my people.”

He leaned so close I could almost lick the ale from his tongue.

“And would you ride – naked?”

Quote from NAKED: A Novel of Lady Godiva by Eliza Redgold








NAKED Book Cover Blurb

We know her name. We know of her naked ride. We don’t know her true story.
We all know the legend of Lady Godiva, who famously rode naked through the streets of Coventry, covered only by her long, flowing hair. So the story goes, she begged her husband Lord Leofric of Mercia to lift a high tax on her people, who would starve if forced to pay. Lord Leofric demanded a forfeit: that Godiva ride naked on horseback through the town. There are various endings to Godiva’s ride, that all the people of Coventry closed their doors and refused to look upon their liege lady (except for ‘peeping Tom’) and that her husband, in remorse, lifted the tax. Naked is an original version of Godiva’s tale with a twist that may be closer to the truth: by the end of his life Leofric had fallen deeply in love with Lady Godiva. A tale of legendary courage and extraordinary passion, Naked brings an epic story new voice.





Eliza Redgold: Biography

ELIZA REDGOLD is an author, academic and unashamed romantic. She writes historical fiction (St Martin’s Press) and romance (Harlequin).

NAKED: A Novel of Lady Godiva was released internationally by St Martin’s Press New York in 2015. Her ‘Romance your Senses’ series of contemporary romances are published by Harlequin. They include Black Diamonds, Hide and Seek and Wild Flower. Eliza is also contracted to Harlequin Historical for two upcoming Victorian historical romances. Look out for Enticing Benedict Cole in November 2015.

Eliza Redgold is based upon the old, Gaelic meaning of her name, Dr Elizabeth Reid Boyd. English folklore has it that if you help a fairy, you will be rewarded with red gold. She has presented academic papers on women and romance and is a contributor to the forthcoming Encyclopedia of Romance Fiction. She was born in Irvine, Scotland on Marymass Day and currently lives in Australia.

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M9B Friday Reveal: Author Spotlight – Ryan Craig Bradford



Welcome to this week’s M9B Friday Reveal!

This week, we are featuring

Ryan Craig Bradford

author of Horror Business, a Month9Books Title!

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Ryan grew up in Park City, Utah. His fiction has appeared in Quarterly West, Paper Darts, Vice, Monkeybicycle and [PANK]. He currently lives in San Diego where he acts as Creative Director for the nonprofit literary arts organization So Say We All. He’s the co-editor of the anthology Last Night on Earth and founder of the literary horror journal, Black Candies.

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If you were admitted to Hogwarts which house would the Sorting Hat place you in?

Never read/watched any Harry Potter 😦


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Favorite Superhero?



Favorite TV show?

The X-Files


Sweet or Salty?



Coke or Pepsi?



Any Phobias?



Song you can’t get enough of right now?

“Bad Art & Weirdo Ideas” by Beach Slang


Who is your favorite book villain?

The Judge in Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian


What are you reading right now or what’s on your TBR?

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides


Spring Movie you’re most looking forward to?
The Witch



Armed with a passion for classic B-grade horror movies, a script co-written by his twin brother, and a wicked crush on his death-obsessed neighbor; hardcore horror fan Jason Nightshade must finish his student film.

But his plans are derailed when the children of suburban Silver Creek start disappearing – his twin brother among them. Battling a possessed video camera, a crazy zombie dog, a monstrous bully, and a frighteningly broken down family life, Jason embarks on a mission to find his lost brother so the two can write an ending for his story.

As any horror fan knows, saving the day won’t be easy, as Jason finds himself forced to face the real world where death isn’t just a splash of fake blood on a camera lens.

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TC Booth



Character Interview: Featuring Chase from To Be Honest

Hello, I’m Clean Read’s author TC Booth. I’m excited to share with you an interview with Chase McFall, a seventeen year old boy who works his way into Starla Emerson’s heart from my new young adult novel, To Be Honest.

Where do you go to school and what is your favorite subject?

  I’m a junior at Centerville High School in Indiana. My favorite subject is English because I sit with Star in that class.  She rocks at figuring out the meaning behind the book quotes our teacher gives us. She’s smart and pretty.

What hobbies or interests do you have?

 I compete in extreme sports. BMX competitions are my favorite. My brother is my biggest fan and coach. He has cerebral palsy so he can’t compete himself. I ride for him. He’s my hero.

Who do you most admire?

 That’s hard. I admire three people really. My mom. She raised my brother and me on her own. My dad couldn’t handle having a handicapped son so he took off when we were younger.

 My brother. He doesn’t let his condition stop him from lovin’ life. He smiles more than anyone I know. He’s pretty awesome.

 Starla. She’s the prettiest and sweetest girl I’ve ever met. She doesn’t hide her hand anymore. Even after being bullied about it, she’s not ashamed of being different. I admire that in her. She’s my brave girl.

Do you believe in God?

Yes, I do. He brought Starla into my life and gave me the best mom and brother anyone could’ve asked for.

 Do you have a motto?

No Fear. I have it tattooed here on my arm. That’s our motto, my brother and me. We face life head on with no fear. We won’t be cowards like my dad.

I hope you enjoyed getting to know a little bit about Chase. I think he’s a pretty cool guy and I had fun creating his character. He’s perfect for Starla.

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