Weekend Warriors #7

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I haven’t done this for a couple of weeks. Life has been a bit frantic with children, dogs, goats and horses. Sometimes I think it’s odd that such a country girl writes such urban stories. Don’t ask me why. Maybe it’s because I can’t imagine my world of monsters staying hidden in less populated areas.

Anyway this one is once again from my WIP.

Something fluttered in Parry stomach. A warning? “How come?”

“His kind, they need to find their Ves’ tacha. She’s like this fated mate or something. Meant to save him from the final fall.” Quinn’s voice was conversational, light and easy as if she wasn’t saying something so frightening. As if her words weren’t making a cold sweat break out over Parry’s skin and her throat close tight in a fisted knot. This wasn’t happening. No way, no how. Abso-fucken-lutely not.

Weekend Warriors 6

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My sixth 8 sentence installment, well nine in this case, but I’m counting the dialogue as one because this snippet needs the last sentence. So, this is from my WIP, very early in the budding relationship between my two main characters. Hope you enjoy.

Just when she was thinking he might be…safe…he reached forward and dipped his finger in the blood and lifted it to his mouth. Her gut rolled when his tongue darted out and he tasted it. His jaw clenched and a subtle shudder ran through his body. Her panic was almost instantaneous and it was all she could do not to take a step away from him. Hell she wanted to run as fast and as far as she could. She forced herself to stand still, to not react to the fear hammering through her body.

“It’s human,” he said.

“Oh.” What was she supposed to say? Thanks for the info, dude, but could have lived without the visuals?

E-Book Give away-Lunacy and the Vampire.

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Thanks to the wonderful April over at Literal Hotties Naughty Book Reviews you can now win a copy of Lunacy and the Vampire.

Here’s the link so you can enter. Good luck and if you win, enjoy!

http://literalhottiesnaughtybookreviews.blogspot.co.nz/2013/11/spotlight-giveaway-lunacy-and-vampire.html

Weekend Warriors 6

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It’s that time again. I love the eight sentence snippet game. This one is from my publised novel, Lunacy and the Vampire.

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/lunacy-and-the-vampire-by-evie-jayne/

 She saw a flash of metal, and cold blood sprayed across her face. Cade staggered back, clutching his arm. Red seeped between his fingers. He threw back his head and roared.

“Aveon, you bastard!”

From the shadows Aveon laughed quietly. His eyes sparkled like blue stars. He raised his dripping sword and pointed it at Luna.

“Catch me if you can,” he said, before sprinting into the darkness.

 

Dominion

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In the world of the Dominion,
which side you’re born
on defines who you are.

The world is not what you think. Beneath the skyscrapers with their glittering windows, the factories and their throngs of mortal workers and the streets of look-alike homes, lurk creatures you refuse to see.

The safe suburban life you lead is a lie. Your myths and nightmares are the truth.

From the shadows and hidden places we watch you, stalk you, feed on you.

 

Want to learn more?

http://www.amazon.com/dp/1771303433

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/lunacy-and-the-vampire-by-evie-jayne/

 

Weekend Warriors 5

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From my current WIP

Don’t swallow. He forced himself to let go and spit the mouthful into the bowl he’d used to carry the first aid supplies. His whole body shook with the strain of controlling himself. Over and over he repeated the process. Latch, suck, spit. And then the taste changed, it got deeper, complex. A flavor that was both sweet and savory. Earth and magic and thunderstorms. Her taste, unmuted by revenant poison.

He tried not to, but… A mouthful of her blood slid down his throat and pooled in his belly. 

Weekend Warriors 4

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That time again. I’m really enjoying these, searching through my work for the snippet I want to use, reading the comments. Fun.

Excerpt from Lunacy and the Vampire.

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/lunacy-and-the-vampire-by-evie-jayne/

My  main characters, Luna and Aveon, didn’t really hit it off to start with.

“Arms up, leech, against the wall,” she said.

He did as she directed, raising them above his head and laying his hands against the bricks. She steeled herself, pulled a wall of detachment around her heart and, quick as lightning, stabbed out. He howled when the knife sliced through his wrist and into the mortar, pinning him to the wall. The sound ripped at her insides. She pulled a second blade from a leg sheath.

“Please don’t.” She drove it through the other wrist anyway. Crimson bloomed around the blade and ran in rivers down his arms.

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This is an excerpt from my novel Lunacy and the Vampire, published by Evernight Publishing.

Bring it on, Leech. As soon as the thought entered her head he sprang. He moved so fast his body blurred. She darted to the left, but not fast enough. His ice cold hand snagged her waist, and she felt herself being tossed through the air. She heard, rather than saw the door slam shut and twisted her body up from her prone position. In an instant he was on her, shoving her back down onto the bed. One hand fisted her dreads painfully, dragging her head back and to the side as he straddled her hips, using his weight and his other hand on her jaw to hold her in place.

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/lunacy-and-the-vampire-by-evie-jayne/

Weekend Warriors 3

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Welcome to my first installment of Weekend Warriors eight sentence teaser.

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This is from my current WIP, the 2nd book of the Dominion.

I don’t want this,” she said, appalled at how fragile her voice sounded. What the hell had just happened?

That predatory smile played across his face. “Baby, I may have been the lips, but you were tongue.”

Parry shrieked and flew at him, swinging a punch. He ducked and grasped her wrist, his fingers digging through her leather cuffs into her skin. He spun her and slammed her back against the building. Once again she was pinned in place by his huge frame. 

Concerning Covers

At the risk of causing serious offence I have to say I’m not a fan of romance book covers. Something about the cheese factor just makes me shudder. I wonder if the industry is well served by the standard cover. Would more people be interested in reading our books if they didn’t flush with embarrassment at being caught with one in their hands. Obviously not such an issue in today’s e-reader world, but still.

My biggest objection is what the covers say about our work? That the sex is what it’s all about. Not the story, the world, the characters. As an author I put far more energy and thought into who my characters are, the worlds they live in and the structure of the plot than I do in the erotic scenes. I want my covers to reflect this.

Maybe this isn’t such an issue for the higher heat levels of erotic writing, but even then I’m not sure. Even the most extreme and raunchy work has to have strong character development and world building, good dialogue and a solid plot.

As a reader I will drop a book if the plot isn’t exciting, the character’s are flat or unrealistic. It doesn’t matter how hot the sex is, if the rest of it falls short I lose interest real fast.

I’m aware that the industry standard cover identifies the genre and also that many people love them, but personally I’m not so keen. In fact I have to work to not be put off. Also we have to battle so hard against the stereotyping of our genre as it is. Romance and erotic work is degenerated as a worthless form of literature, suitable only for bored and unintelligent housewives. Look at the way Shades of Gray has been dubbed mommy porn, rather than a study on alternative lifestyles. Interesting too, that romance is the highest selling genre on the planet. Our work is valuable and I’d love my covers to say that. To let the world know that my work is as valid as a crime author, a contemporary author, or God damn it, a literary author.

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So, these are two covers from the same book by the inspiring Nalini Singh. Sorry about the poor photo quality, I had trouble finding good versions of cover one. Anyway I know which book I’d be more likely to pick up. The second cover, although more subtle, still lets me know clearly what genre her writing is and what to expect.

Okay, there’s my rant done with. I’m interested to hear what you think. Please leave comments and let me know.

AND… really big sorry if I offended you, but this is my forum to express myself.