Tuesday, April 29, 2014

On Sale Today!

Amazon Bestseller, The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld
What would you do if a demon threatened your mother's life? If you're like Koa, you'd sharpen your enchanted sword and go after him...

Our world is threatened by the creatures of an alternate land called the Netherworld. Good thing Koa and the Netherworld division are there to keep the vampire population in check. Koa is a powerful half-blood with a mysterious past. Her best friend is her boss, she has a cursed mother, an enchanted sword, and an attractive human pet.

Koa also has a problem. A Netherworld serial killer, with a taste for little girls, threatens everything Koa has worked hard to protect. Not even Koa's boss, Halston can stop him. But he knows one prisoner that can. Too bad that prison is in the Netherworld.
Is Koa ready to journey to the Netherworld to release the one creature that can break her mother's curse and protect all that she holds dear?

 Is this Heaven? Is this Hell? There's only one way to tell...

Thicker Than Blood
Twin sisters journey to a mysterious place...Did I mention that they're dead?

Where is Katie?
A little girl is locked in a room that has been boarded shut from the outside. She hasn't seen her parent's faces in years. Why are her parents afraid of her?

The Galloway Lake
A young track star is kidnapped, tortured, and tossed into a lake. I wonder if her kidnapper knew that lake was on a haunted plantation. Will she survive this night?

Three paranormal stories that will make your skin crawl...

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Interview with Natasha Powell

Introducing the author of The Gentleman, Natasha Powell!

Where are you from?
The High seas Rgggh. Okay, Tampa, Florida. But that doesn’t sound as cool.
What inspired you to write The Gentleman?
It started as a short story I wanted to turn in when I was a teen, but the original idea replicated the twilight zone movie waaay too much, so I had to modify it and change it to where it is now.
Originally, I was going to write my Middle School book, Sonny Mendoza and the Cooty Monster but once I saw that I spent more time writing The Gentleman, I switched gears.
How did you come up with the title?
It sounded cool. Sorry, there wasn’t a deeper meaning behind it.
What books have most influenced your life most?
Fantasy: C.S. Lewis’ Screw Tape Letters and all things Tolkien.
Sci fi: Rudy Rucker (Wetware), Robert Jordon (Wheel of Time series), Kevin Anderson (Titan A.E.), Frank Herbert (Dune Series)
Horror: The Gunslinger by Steven King, Anything Edgar Allan Poe, and Clive Barker (Pen head anyone?)
What book are you reading now?
Not fair, I’m reading like eight. But now, Red Rising by Pierce Brown.
Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?
I’m getting into self-published and hybrid authors more now that I’ve taken that route and I can say that I am fans of Ksenia Anske (Siren Suicides), Chuck Wendig, John Horner Jacobs, Dara Beevas (has a great self publishing book out there), K.N. Lee, Jeff Menapace and so many others.
We are also fans of Ksenia Anske and K.N. Lee! Good choices. If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?
I would hang out less with my friends and do more writing. Since I also love sports, sometimes I find it hard to choose between the two. Sports usually wins.
Can you share a little of your current work with us?
I’m working on three novels right now. One is a compilation of short stories, which will include extended versions of the short stories from the Gentleman and 10 others.
Another one is not even sci/fi or fantasy because it’s a thriller/suspense. I know, I should only write in one genre.
And another one is a YA series that I plan to release later this year.
Not to mention, I have three screenplays I’ve written (If you call now), writing, or about to write.
Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
Editing. Does that count?
Who designed the cover?
I did, and I learned a lot by doing so.

Good job on your cover, Natasha!

What was the hardest part of writing your book?
Trying to find an editor that wouldn’t charge 3,000 dollars to edit my book.
Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?
I have to leave my house to get anything done because being home is a huge distraction.
Do you have any advice for other writers?
Write. Write until you’re tired of writing then write until you cannot stand your computer. Because in the end, all that hard work will pay off.
Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?
Enjoy the book as much as I enjoyed writing it. And if you find errors that need to be corrected, please don’t hesitate to send me an email. Oh, and feel free to contact me, especially if you enjoyed the book.

Quick Fire!

If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
On a boat somewhere in the ocean.

If you could have any super power, what would it be?
Only one? Okay, the ability to do any martial arts.

What is your favorite anime?
Yu Yu Hakusho

Favorite Game?
Depends on the decade. As a kid it was Super Smash Bros 64 and as an adult the Call of Duty series is my fave.

Natasha Powell is an avid gamer, anime and manga junky, comic artist, sci/fi nut, in other words, a well-rounded nerd. When she isn't busy fighting pirates for booty on the high seas, Natasha resides in her home in Tampa, Florida, where she continues to write horror, thriller, and sci/fi novels and short stories.

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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The Gentleman by, Natasha Powell

The letter leads him to his family’s plantation home in Athens, Georgia. There, he discovers not only his family's secrets, but also The Gentleman’s true intentions. The Gentleman offers James a deal he can’t resist. Play the last game, and if he wins, he gets to keep his soul.

James squeezed his eyes shut and prayed to God, any God that happened to hear him. He prayed until his mouth was too dry to open. Then he prayed in his head.
The commotion ended, and the ominous presence left. He lifted his trembling hand to the newly cracked window, pushed the curtain away, and saw nothing. After turning on the lights, he sat at the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.
“Only one more day. I’ve had one hundred fucking miles, and now this.” He drove his fist into the wall beside the bed. The pain caused him to wave his hand.
“It’s one of the hallucinations. You haven’t slept in what, three days? It’s like the time in Macon.” He rubbed his head.
A letter swished into his room from under the door and floated beside him onto the tattered covers. James leapt from it. His eyes widened at the sight of the handwriting.
“It’s just paper,” he muttered. Mustering the courage, he seized the letter. It shook in his unsteady hands as he read the words.

I want my soul, and since I’m such a nice guy, I’ll give you until December 22 at 1:30 am. I know where you’re at. No need to run, it’ll only make things worse. Oh, and clean up.
From The Gentleman, with Love

James’ thoughts spun. He looked around the room for something, anything, to help him stand upright, but instead landed on the bed. The words raced through his mind, smashing the good memories aside.
“I can’t leave?” He tugged at his hair and wiped the sweat from his face. What he’d spent the last several months planning was all for nothing. A deep emptiness filled his soul. Not even the burning of the rum could fill it. He curled into a ball and wept himself to sleep.

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About the Author

Natasha Powell is an avid gamer, anime and manga junky, comic artist, sci/fi nut, in other words, a well-rounded nerd. When she isn't busy fighting pirates for booty on the high seas, Natasha resides in her home in Tampa, Florida, where she continues to write horror, thriller, and sci/fi novels and short stories. 

Monday, April 14, 2014

Online Author Party


 Come join us on Saturday, April 19th for KN Lee's Author Blowout and Q&A session! Now is your chance to ask author, K.N. Lee anything...and win amazing prizes! See you Saturday, April 19th at 6pm EST. 


On your computer! Let's party in our pj's!

Fun, games, prizes & trouble! We'll be discussing The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld and Dark Prophet. There will be an Amazon gift-card, bookmarks, and e-book sets up for grabs!

Don't forget to join us on Facebook!


Saturday, April 12, 2014

Author Spotlight **Margo Bond Collins**

Author Margo Bond Collins’ Novel 

Waking Up Dead is a paranormal mystery novel that follows the quest of a ghost to solve the crime of another murder victim.
LOUISVILLE, KY., Oct. 9, 2013 -- Author Margo Bond Collins is proud to announce the recent release of her novel Waking Up Dead. Waking Up Dead is a paranormal mystery novel that follows the quest of a ghost to solve the crime of another murder victim. The compelling book trailer for Waking Up Dead was revealed today on DGT Book Promotion news. In addition, Margo Bond Collins shared an insightful interview this week on the Reading and Writing Addiction blog about herself and the release of Waking Up Dead.
Margo’s interview can be read at www.readinwritin.blogspot.com and the official Waking Up Dead trailer can be viewed on YouTube.

About The Book
When Dallas resident Callie Taylor died young, she expected to go to Heaven, or maybe Hell. Instead, she met her fate early thanks to a creep with a knife and a mommy complex. Now she's witnessed another murder, and she's not about to let this one go. She's determined to help solve it before an innocent man goes to prison. And to answer the biggest question of all: why the hell did she wake up in Alabama?
Praise for Waking Up Dead: Waking Up Dead is “A definite winner! One of the best paranormal mysteries I’ve read! ” – A readers review.

About The Author
Margo Bond Collins lives in Texas with her husband, their daughter and several spoiled cats. She teaches college-level English courses online, though writing fiction is her first love. She enjoys reading urban fantasy and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about vampires, ghosts, zombies, werewolves, and other monsters. The paranormal mystery Waking Up Dead is her first novel; her second, Legally Undead, is an urban fantasy due out from World Weaver Press in 2014.
Waking Up Dead is available at Amazon.com. To learn more about Margo Bond Collins and Waking Up Dead, visit www.MargoBondCollins.com.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

The Ticking Ring ( A World of Joy)

The Ticking Ring

K.N. Lee

Ella’s breath escaped her lips in a puff of smoke. She licked her lips. The taste of her sweet mango lip gloss made her smile. Snow fell from the sky in steady sheets, covering everything in a thick layer of white. She took a sip of her hot chocolate and delighted in the way the thick liquid warmed her from the inside out. She sighed and snuggled into Jack’s side.
Ella frowned to herself as she shivered. She wore two layers of clothing, a coat, gloves, a hat, and a scarf, and was still freezing. She couldn’t understand how Jack could tolerate the cold with nothing but a thin jacket and scarf.
“How long are we supposed to wait out here?” Ella looked around at the quiet park. The trees swayed slightly with the cold wind. The stars above seemed to flicker around the pale moon.
Jack shrugged. He pulled her in closer and kissed her left cheek. “Maybe another five minutes, tops. You okay?”
Ella nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. “Yeah. I’m just cold. I’m a southern girl. I’m not used to this Arctic chill.”
Jack chuckled and wrapped her in his coat. “We’re in Ireland, not Iceland! You mean to tell me they don’t have winters in Savannah?”
Ella glanced up at him. A snowflake rested on her nose. She closed one eye and scrunched up her nose as she looked at it. “Not like this. I’m sorry darling, but I’ve never been a fan of the cold.”
“That’s unfortunate,” Jack said.
A hint of disappointment in his voice made her pause. She kissed him on the cheek and dusted more snow off her knees. “I just hope that whatever you have planned happens quickly. I’m getting buried in snow.” Ella made a face. “I didn’t even know Ireland got so much snow!”
Jack stood. He pulled her up to her feet. He winked at her. “It normally doesn’t, sweetheart.”
Ella heard a howling as the wind picked up. She looked around, startled. “What is it, Jack?” Her voice came out cracked. She clutched his arm and held on, expecting to be carried away as the wind blew fiercely at the both of them.
Ella saw a light in the distance. She squealed. “What is that?”
Jack turned to face her. He grinned as Ella covered her mouth. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle. She’d always loved his eyes. The day they met on her tour of Ireland exactly one year ago, she’d felt something almost magical whenever she looked into them.
Now, she was almost afraid. She started to take a step away, but Jack took her hands in his. Ella stood still. The wind wrapped around them, but she didn’t care. Something in his eyes calmed her. He kissed both of the backs of her hands and went to his knees.
Ella’s jaw hung open as she realized what was happening. Jack reached into his pocket and pulled out a glittering box.
“Jack!” Ella’s eyes widened. She looked around, there were people all around. Watching them. Smiling. Cheering her on in silence.
“Ella,” Jack began. “I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”
Ella shivered. “Who are all of these people?” They all wore blue, and had the same shade of white hair that Jack had, and the same glow in their blue eyes.
“They are my family. I knew from the moment I saw you that you were meant to be my queen.”
Jack opened the box and the sound of a piccolo began to fill her ears.
Ella gasped at the large diamond set in a golden band. She froze as he took off her glove and slipped it onto her finger. The ring was light, but warmed her entire body. She felt a wave of joy flood her body. The joy was so euphoric that she almost lost herself in the sensation.
Her mind raced. Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment. She had dreamed about being proposed to since she was a child, but she never imagined such an elaborate scene.
Ella bit her lip, and winced at the pain. She wasn’t dreaming. Something fantastical was happening and she didn’t know how to process it. All she could do was look around in awe, glancing at Jack’s smiling face from time to time.
Jack’s family continued cheering in silence. They were shouting, smiling, and clapping, but she could hear nothing.
Jack looked so happy and hopeful. His charming smile reached from ear to ear. He nodded her on. “Will you, my love? Will you be my queen?”
“Queen?” Ella croaked. Her eyes widened even more as the diamond on her left ring finger began to glow and tick like a clock. The ticking grew so loud that the sound of the piccolo was drowned out by it.
Jack closed the ring box and the music abruptly stopped. He came to his feet, kissed her gently on the lips, and pulled her away at arm’s length. “Yes, Ella. I’m asking you not only to marry me, but to be my queen.”
Ella’s brows furrowed. She swallowed a lump in her throat. “Queen of what?”
Jack chuckled. “Your innocence and purity is what drew me to you.”
Ella shook her head. “I don’t understand, Jack.”
Jack turned her toward the wall of wind that encircled them. The faces of his family began to swirl away and vanish. Their images were replaced by a castle made of ice. “Have you ever heard the name, Jack Frost?”
Ella shot a look at him. “No…you’re not telling me you’re the Jack Frost?”
Jack nodded and pointed to the ice castle. “That is my home, where I rule all of winter. I need a queen, someone to help me rule winter and watch over the children of the world.”
Ella covered her mouth with her hands. The glow of the ring drew her attention again. It continued to tick. “Why is the ring ticking?”
Jack stroked her cheek. His smile faded. “It has a timer. You don’t have much longer to make your choice.”
Ella paled. She hated decisions. She hated pressure. But, she knew she loved Jack.
“Tell me, my love. Will you chose to go back to your life before me, where you’ll forget you ever met me, or, will you join me in my kingdom? Together we can change the colors of the leaves in autumn, create art and wonder for people to enjoy. We can spread winter snow and joy to the people of the world. Doesn’t that sound glorious?”
Ella glanced at him. Her eyes examined his face. His white skin was perfect. His white hair was soft and flew around his face as the wind continued to sweep around them. Ella couldn’t help but smile. His happiness was infectious. Jack was as cheerful and happy as a boy.
She couldn’t remember seeing him that happy before. Not even she could make him as happy as when he spoke of spreading winter and creating art with the seasons.
Ella pulled her hand from his and took a step toward the vision of his castle. It was a grand sight. The beauty of its towers and gardens of blue and white flowers was captivating.
She contemplated his words. “Will I be able to see my family?”
Jack was silent.
Ella glanced back at him. He shook his head. Ella felt her body fill with sadness. She couldn’t imagine a life without her mother, father, and two brothers. Then, she thought of being a queen.
She smiled. She’d be able to live with Jack in happiness.
In a cold ice castle, Ella thought. Her smile faded and she looked down at the ring. The ticking made her shudder. Her time was running out. She could feel it.
Ella knew her choice.
She took the ring off and handed it to Jack. Tears filled her eyes when she looked at his face. The look of devastation seemed to morph his features. She was almost too afraid to look at him any longer. She put her glove back on and looked down at her feet.
“I’m sorry, Jack. I love you, but I could never leave my family.”
Jack went to his knees and held his hands in prayer. His eyes were wide with hope. Tears froze on his cheeks. “But, Ella. What if I brought your family to my castle as well? There are tons of rooms. They’d be happy there. You’d be happy. Right?”
Ella went to her knees before him and took his hands in hers. She kissed his hands and used them to cup her face. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his palms on her cheeks and his fresh evergreen smell for the last time. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Darling, you cannot bring my entire family. Even a life with them in your castle would be a lonely one. Take my brother for example. You bring him along, but what about his wife’s friends and family? Could you bring them too? Can you bring my entire family tree…and their friends and extended family?”
Jack’s shoulders slumped. “I suppose not.”
Ella offered a small smile, and wiped a frozen tear from his cheek. “I love you, but I cannot live the life of a queen in your world.”
Jack nodded. “I understand.”
Ella kissed him. She held back a sob as she whispered in his ear. “I’ll love you forever. And I will not forget you. I will remember you with each snowflake and winter wind. You’ll be with me every time I jump in a pile of orange leaves with my nieces and nephews, or when I drink hot chocolate and watch the kids in the neighborhood build snowmen.”
Jack laughed softly. “You’re right, Ella.”
Ella gasped as he vanished.
She was all alone in the snow, confused and unsure of what had happened. Then, she heard a soft voice on the wind.
I’ll always be with you.”