Monday, 21 April 2014

Spring Fling Blog Hop - Pippa's Post


Welcome to the Spring Fling Blog Hop! Over fifty authors and bloggers have joined together to bring you some amazing posts, great giveaways and lots of fun! Don't forget to enter the rafflecopter to win a Kindle tablet, gift cards, paperbacks and swag and be sure to check out the other blogs taking part.

I adore spring. I love the change in weather from cold to warm, seeing the first flowers and leaves start to bud, and the sun spending a little longer in the sky each day as we move out of winter. And I see it as a time of new beginnings, of change for the better, for the first signs of new life. So while the seasons may not play a huge part in my stories, the idea of new beginnings do--especially new or first love.

Terms & Conditions Apply is a scifi romance set on a space station, so no seasons there. But my young female MC finds one part of her life is over as a new one begins...



Excerpt:
Marie jerked her gaze up to meet that of the man before her, then reassessed her first thought. This was no normal man. Although the impossibly deep, almost indigo blue of his eyes held her, she noted the silvery sheen of his skintight one-piece with the logo VASA at the shoulder that marked him as one of Venus Ascendant’s subsidiary avatars. Her distress at Jaisen’s message had no doubt sparked the AI into an immediate response—that kind of emotional hit on its empathic sensors wouldn’t have been missed, although it was probably equivalent to no more than a poke in the eye. For Marie, it was like someone carving out her heart with a blunt instrument.
“No intention of mine,” she snapped. 
Not now. Not ever!                             
“Perhaps I can be of service?”
Marie stared at him…at it. She’d heard about the VA avatars but never been so close to one. She’d learned from the space station’s blurb that the main AI took the form of a young Indian woman called Ganesa, spoken of with as much reverence as the bronze-cast deity behind her. This particular avatar had been crafted into a ruggedly handsome, if stereotypically human, male. Thick blond hair left a shade too long framed his face perfectly; darker brows arched over eyes the most glorious shade of deep blue she’d ever seen. He was broad shouldered and athletic, and the thin, snug-fitting one-piece in gray outlined the well-defined musculature of his torso in a way no doubt intended to draw attention and tease the imagination of potential clients. A shapely hint of what lay beneath without full disclosure, like the metallic foil used to cover chocolate treats. Also a complete contrast to the man she’d hoped to see, and all too perfect to be real.
“I don’t need your service, thank you very much.” She jumped up and tried to shove past him, but the dense composition of an avatar meant she only jarred her arm and had to sidle past in an embarrassingly servile fashion. He made no attempt to stop her, and she headed blindly down the nearest access corridor.

***

The Prize



I'm giving one lucky winner this fabulous red nebula necklace if you leave me your email address in the comments (you can use the format name at email dot com, but entries will only be counted if an address is supplied and the question answered) and tell me the most romantic place in the universe for you, be it real, imaginary or from your favourite book. Open internationally.

And don't forget to enter the rafflecopter for even more goodies!

a Rafflecopter giveaway

But there's more! Hop to the other participating blogs in the hop by using the linky below, and see what they have on offer.

Sunday, 20 April 2014

The Brenda Novak Auction - SFR Brigade

The SFR Brigade has a category in the Brenda Novak annual online auction for diabetes research taking place on the 1st of May. This is an awesome opportunity to support a great cause AND win some exclusive science fiction romance goodies! You can read more about the auction HERE, and check out the SFR Brigade's fabulous category of items HERE. My contribution to the auction is a now rare and signed print edition of my scifi romance novel Keir with a one-of-a-kind handmade charm bracelet. I'm also one of the contributing authors to the rare print edition of the Brigade's anthology. 


But there are lots more shiny things too! Please stop by and take a look. And if you'd like to help promote the category and the event, please feel free to use the ready made tweets below. The Brigade will be launching its promotion on the 20th April, but any and all support for this great cause is appreciated.

Here's the shortened link to the "Out-of-this-World Offerings from the SFR Brigade" category:

Check out the SFR Brigade's far-out offerings in the Brenda Novak Auction for Diabetes Research, "For the Cure." http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Love the romance of sci-fi? See the cool offerings from the @SFRBrigade in the Novak Auction for Diabetes Research! http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Space boots & movies & novels, oh my! See the SFR Brigade bounty in the Brenda Novak Auction for Diabetes Research! http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl
What fun space treasures did the SFR Brigade find in their cargo holds for the @BrendaNovakAuctionhttp://bit.ly/1jgNHZl
Trekker? Browncoat? Star Wars fan? Don't miss the @SFRBrigade category of the @BrendaNovakAuctionhttp://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Space fan? Check out these offerings: Memorabilia, movies and more from the @SFRBrigade in the @BrendaNovakAuctionhttp://bit.ly/1jgNHZl


Big news! The SFR Brigade is sponsoring a category in the Brenda Novak Online Auction for Diabetes Research. Check out these fabulous far-out offerings "For the Cure." http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Love the romance of space exploration and science fiction? The SFR Brigade offers a sneak peek at its category of cool offerings for the Brenda Novak Online Auction for Diabetes Research. Auction begins May 1, but get a sneak peek here! http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Space boots and collectibles and novels, oh my! Memorabilia, movies and more. Check out the SFR Brigade category in the Brenda Novak Online Auction for Diabetes Research! http://bit.ly/1jgNHZl

Thursday, 10 April 2014

Join the Spring Fling Blog Hop!


Love, Lust and Lipstick Stains are running a blog hop from the 21st April to the 24th. Bloggers and authors will join forces to offer some awesome giveaways and introduce readers to new books, and they're looking for more bloggers to take part! What is a blog hop? A blog hop links all the participating blogs, allowing readers to 'hop' from blog to blog to view the great posts and enter into any giveaways. What do I need to do? Go to their blog HERE and sign up! You have just a couple of days left to join in.

Wednesday, 9 April 2014

#Cover #Reveal - The Book of Bart by Ryan Hill #YA #paranormal #humor @J_Ryan


Blurb:
Behold! The cover for Ryan Hill's debut YA Paranormal novel THE BOOK OF BART, coming May 22 from Curiosity Quills! 

Only one thing is so powerful, so dangerous that Heaven and Hell must work together to find it: the Shard of Gabriel.

With a mysterious Black Cloud of Death hot on the shard’s trail, a desperate Heaven enlists the help of Bart, a demon who knows more about the shard than almost anyone. Six years ago, he had it in his hands. If only he’d used it before his coup to overthrow the devil failed. Now, he’s been sprung from his eternal punishment to help Samantha, an angel in training, recover the shard before the Black Cloud of Death finds it.

If Bartholomew wants to succeed, he’ll have to fight the temptation to betray Samantha and the allure of the shard. After an existence full of evil, the only way Bart can get right with Hell is to be good.

Stalk Ryan Hill here:

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Monday, 7 April 2014

#Cover #Reveal - Meilin and the Challenger via @CateMasters #zombie #romance #futuristic


Meilin and The Challenger
Futuristic urban fantasy/fairy tale
73 pages
April 11, 2014 from
Musa Publishing: http://musapublishing.com/

Blurb
Meilin King has never believed in fairy tales. Happy ever afters might have happened in the old days—before zombies. But this is 2089. When her father promises riches to the one who can rid their city of zombies, Meilin and her sisters rush to develop a solution that won’t bankrupt Dad.
The war overseas left Will MacGregor disillusioned, but fighting zombies at home is a cause he can embrace. Meilin’s another. Tough but sweet, she might make him believe in life again, and maybe even love, if she doesn’t kick his ass first.
When zombies kidnap her family, Meilin must rescue them. But can she and Will save them from the worst fate of all?

Excerpt
A click sounded beside him. Meilin propped a rifle to her shoulder and sighted her aim toward the advancing zombies. “Let’s annihilate the party crashers, sisters.”
A lopsided smile quirked his lips. “Not all the party crashers, I hope.”
Her stance steady, she glanced over. “I might spare you.”
Oh hell, I’m in love. Gunfire erupted on either side, but he couldn’t tear his focus from her. Amazing, how she braced against the kick of the rifle—her slight frame absorbed it and she fired away. Like you should be doing.
As trained, he lifted the Uzi. Stunned, he could only watch as the girls split the zombies’ heads with one shot apiece, the most efficient kill he’d ever witnessed. The zombies at the front of the charge fell first. Those in the center scattered to either side. Hell, these women didn’t need his help. If only the soldiers in his platoon had been so deadly accurate.
Better at least try to be helpful. He let the bullets fly. Too bad the walking dead couldn’t run; soon they dropped to the forest floor with the others.
The tallest blonde held a strange set of binoculars to her face. “There, two more getting away.”
Hard to sight them in the dark. He swiveled one of the dance floor spotlights in their direction. Momentarily blinded, the walking dead stopped walking. Meilin and the tall blonde aimed, and their shots cracked the zombies’ heads in two.
Meilin tapped his shoulder. “Aim the light to three o’clock. I think I see a few more.”
She stood so close, he grew woozy. Cherry blossoms. He struggled to fight off her intoxicating scent. He did as she asked, but his acute awareness centered on her. Built the way he liked, petite but powerful. She moved with purpose and grace, surety and intense focus in every action. Like the others, she felled the three zombies with one shot each, in exactly the spot needed for the final kill: their heads. Oh yeah, a woman who knew what she wanted and went after it, a force to be reckoned with.
She rested the rifle butt against her hip. “What do you think, Lakshme? More hiding out there?”
The girl with almond eyes shrugged. “Probably.”
Yeah, most likely. Better make sure. “I’ll do a sweep and check.”
The tallest blonde winced. “By yourself?”
Lakshme smirked. “Aren’t we lucky? Superman’s here.”
Meilin’s gaze swept over him. “Oh, I thought he was the Green Hornet.”
The blonde’s lip curled. “Horn dog, more like.”
What the hell was their problem? “Hey, I’m only trying to help.”
“Good thing.” Lakshme’s voice turned breathy. “We’re helpless girls, after all.”
Oh, man. Great first impression. “No, I didn’t—”
Meilin raised her rifle and shot three times in quick succession. “Three more down. Now we need to find out how many we missed.”
A no-nonsense babe. Excellent.
The tall blonde jumped to the ground. “Pull up the truck so we can dump the bodies. Wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise for any latecomers.” She flashed a sardonic smile and headed for the nearest carcass.
One sister disappeared into the brush. An engine roared, and a delivery truck backed into the site, halted, and the doors flew open.
Once they’d loaded the last of the zombie bodies, Will blew out a breath. The tall blonde latched the door closed. How did they all still appear ready freshly showered and ready for a night of dancing? They had this routine down, to the last detail.
“What now?” he asked.
The tall blonde poked a finger into his chest. “Now you forget everything you saw here, and we won’t have to incinerate you with the rest of them.”
Forget? He glanced at Meilin. Not happening. “You might find me useful. And I want to learn more about your operation. It’s impressive. Mr. King’s looking to hire—”
The blonde grabbed his shirt, her grimace eye level with him. “Don’t ever mention him again.”
Not speak of their father? He studied Meilin for a clue.
She wrenched the blonde’s arm. “Back off, Zoe. He’s harmless.”
Zoe shoved Meilin, who stumbled backward and lost her balance.
Landing on her butt, she looked up at Will with sadness. “Sorry.”
His heart lurched. Hopefully, not sorry she met him. “For what?”
A hard thud to the back of his head came in answer. His knees hit the dance floor, and he toppled over.

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About Cate
Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company.
Look for her at http://catemasters.blogspot.com and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.

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Sunday, 6 April 2014

#Cover #Reveal - Evolution: SAGE by Starla Huchton @rizphnx #NA #superhero #romance

Evolution: ANGEL (the Evolution series, book 1) -

On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ITS86H4
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20412199-evolution


Beginning on April 6 through April 8th, for 2 days only, Evolution: ANGEL, the first book in the series, will be marked down to 99 cents on Amazon.com.

The Evolution: ANGEL Cover:


New Adult Superhero Romance
Release date: March 6th, 2014
On Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21411599-evolution
Synopsis: "Candace Bristol has always been obsessed with comic books, but in a world where the nightly news often mirrors these inked stories, her dreams of becoming a real superhero could actually come true. After being rescued by members of the government’s AdvaNced Genetic EvoLution (ANGEL) Project four years ago, getting recruited for this elite team is all she's wanted. Now 18, she's finally reached her goal after years of study and physical training, but little could have prepared her for life as a genetic experiment. As though coming to terms with her new ability to manipulate water isn't tough enough, she never expected to be swept off her feet by one of her fellow recruits. With genetic alteration, the threat of physical and mental instability hangs over every superhero like a shadow. When one of their own tumbles over the edge of madness, Candace will have to choose between protecting the world, and saving the one who holds her heart."

And now, book 2. The cover…

Evolution: SAGE (the Evolution series, book 2) New Adult Superhero Romance
Release date: May 6th, 2014
Synopsis: "Devastated by her choices, Candace Bristol is on the brink of losing it all: her mind, her hope, everything she thought she was. But from the ruins rises new purpose. An enemy has emerged and it will take everything to combat this new threat. Broken as she is, picking up the pieces and carrying on might be the hardest battle to win, but it's either fight, or lose what little she has left. Amongst the wreckage, hope still burns. The flicker of a flame kindles something within her she thought was dead. Love can break you. So, too, can it bring you back to life."

And here’s a little sneak peek at the book…
Welcome home.
The emotions overwhelmed her as she slipped into the pool, sinking to the bottom.
Home.
Belonging.
Acceptance.
Comfort.
Candace didn’t know if she deserved to feel any of this, but there was no arguing with her connection to the water. It didn’t care about her mistakes. She had been missed.
She swam, moving back and forth through the water, soaking up more and more of the solitude and unexpected peace. Closing her eyes and floating, she turned inward, pushing past all of the hurt, all of the guilt, all of the loss, and drifted in a sea of calm. In the back of her mind, she knew this relief was only temporary. Eventually she would have to return to her other existence, the one where everyone wanted— expected— things from her.
Where she expected things from herself.
Jackson was right, of course. As much as she hated to admit it, his words were the slap in the face she needed. Once again, Candace was in his debt.
She frowned. There was a strange back and forth between them, an ever-shifting imbalance of helping one another. Funny, considering he was such a jerk otherwise. If he were consistently nice, maybe it wouldn’t sit with her so uncomfortably. As he ran more cold than hot with her, she never knew where she stood or what to expect. It was frustrating. Jackson Lawrence was not easily categorized or pinned down. Honestly, she couldn’t say with any amount of certainty whether or not she detested Jackson or kind of liked him, although the thought of liking someone as unlikable as him disturbed her on multiple levels. Did she have that much self-loathing that she’d attempt to spend more time with him?
She shivered. No. Definitely not. She more or less hated herself, but wasn’t about to hang around people who made her feel worse.
She took a breath and dove backwards, under the surface again. Life was too complicated. This was simpler. Maybe she could hole up here and no one would notice.
Swimming to the far end, she emerged at the side of the pool to catch her breath.
A crowd of people waited for her. She stared back at seven shocked faces.
“What?”
Jackson shook loose from the grasp of two armed soldiers. “Satisfied? She’s fine. Can I go now?”
“You’re still in trouble, Jackson. Shut the hell up.” True stepped to the edge and crouched down. “You scared us, sugar. What are you doing here?”
“Um… swimming?” Candace said. “Sorry. I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed.”
True shook her head and grinned. “Didn’t you hear the alarms? We’ve been looking for you for thirty minutes. Why didn’t you tell someone?”
Candace shot Jackson a sidelong look. “There was no one to tell.”
Amir Jones rubbed his face and sighed. “Yeah, we noticed.”
Dina was silent, but shifted nervously. Hector was also quiet, but looked more pissed than nervous.
“You all right, Candy Cane?” True asked. “If you want some company, I can suit up and—“
“No!” Candace interrupted. “God, no. Sorry, True, but all I really want is some peace and quiet without people constantly talking to me. No, I’m not okay. I probably never will be. But, holy hell, if I have to deal with one more day of everyone treating me like a broken doll I might actually consider drowning myself just to avoid it.”
True grimaced. “You know we’re all trying to help you, right?”
She sighed. “I know, I know. But, seriously. I can’t think with everyone hovering like this. I just… I can’t. I appreciate what you guys tried to do. Really.” She pushed back from the side, treading water. “No one else can fix me, True. I’ll figure it out.”
She dove under again, blocking out everything but her connection to the water. The next time she came up for air, they were gone.

Author picture:


Bio: A geek of all trades, Starla Huchton has been crafting stories in various genres since 2007. Her first novel, THE DREAMER'S THREAD was released as a full cast audiobook podcast, becoming a double-nominee and finalist for the 2010 Parsec Awards. After releasing short fiction of steampunk, noir fantasy, and other varieties, she released the first three books of the Sci-Fi Romance ENDURE series in 2013. All three books of the EVOLUTION series will be released in 2014, as well as a Steampunk Fantasy novel, MASTER OF MYTH (the Antigone's Wrath series, book 1), which was the first place winner of the Crested Butte Writers' contest, The Sandy, in 2012. When not writing, Starla trains three Minions, a black lab, and a military husband whilst designing book covers for independent authors and publishers at designedbystarla.com.

Author Links:
Author blog: http://www.starlahuchton.com
Author Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Starla-Huchton-Author-Page/255657227797465 
Twitter: http://twitter.com/riznphnx

Wednesday, 2 April 2014

Keir, Kensington, and What Happens Now

Okay, so this has been a big decision hanging over me since Lyrical Press Inc. announced its sale to Kensington, but now I can give you news. After much consideration, I decided not to sign the new contract. It boiled down to the fact that, even if I'd negotiated the terms I wasn't happy with, it still wouldn't give me what I ultimately wanted. And what I wanted was control of Keir and the series. Oh yes. Keir was meant to be book one of five books, which I humorously refer to as a 'Quintology' (yeah, you have to have read the book to get that one. I never said I was a comedian. :P ) But it was never marketed as that, and I had no guarantee that the situation would change with Kensington, or even that they would contract book two whilst tying up my rights to book one in ways I wasn't happy to accept. So, although I've no doubt Kensington will be a huge boost to the Lyrical authors who have chosen to sign up with them, it wasn't for me. I have plans for the books, and for other associated works that the new contract would have made complicated, if not impossible. It was a tough decision as I've only chosen to self publish short stories before (partly for financial reasons), and Lyrical gave me my first break in publishing. Renee gifted me with a gorgeous cover that has garnered compliments and a couple of awards. I am sorry to leave, but I have to do what I feel is best for me as an author.


Say goodbye to the old cover!
So what happens now? Well, Keir had already been taken down during the Lyrical/Kensington transition. It will need new edits and a new cover before I can re-release it. I'm already working on the first, and I have shiny new drafts for the second. Keir will get a complete overhaul with a new tagline and blurb to boot.

This will also mean the rest of the series will be put out as fast as I'm able. This will NOT mean rushing out sub-standard work in the space of a few months simply for the sake of having them out, even though I know many have been waiting impatiently for the second book as it is. I'll have deadlines for two contracted works and one for a self published short later in the year, so those must take priority. However, I hope to have Keir back out this year, in print and digital, with the sequel (which has already had considerable work done on it) out early next year. Book three should follow mid to late 2015. Books four and five are likely to be 2016, perhaps 2017. I also have a side story set between books one and two which I hope to have available in 2015.


Oddly enough, my initial five year plan had each book of the series releasing one a year from 2012, which would have seen the final book releasing in 2017. It might very well end up that the schedule I had to abandon back in 2013 will finally come to be true. The plan is a long term one because I intend to put as much, if not more effort into ensuring they're good quality work, and also because books four and five aren't complete yet. I also have other things in progress, such as the two recently contracted novellas, a third still out on submission, and other short stories in progress. Even if I never wrote another new thing I have enough work to keep me busy and releasing titles for the next three years. :) 


So Keir will return, and you'll finally get the rest of the books in the series. Promise! Oh, I should also add that without the totally awesome skills and full support of my editor Dani Fine, I probably wouldn't be considering such a bold step as self publishing such a big series. Thank Dani!

Monday, 31 March 2014

Release Day for #cyberpunk Reboot #scifi


It's release day for Reboot! Woo hoo! I spent yesterday evening loading it up to the retail sites (BTW fellow authors, you can set books up for pre-order at Smashwords and ARe if you weren't aware of the fact - wish I'd known that earlier!). Of course, B&N will likely be behind everyone else, but you can now download my cyberpunk short at the following places -


You can also check out the current reviews at Goodreads HERE, and add it to your to-be-read shelf while you're there. All reviews are appreciated!

Blurb:

“Welcome to immortality in utopia!”

From the moment Damien signed up for a perfect life with ReGen Inc., he didn’t ask any questions. He didn’t want or need to know. But after he’s rebooted this time, there are gaps in his memory he can’t ignore, and people he no longer recognizes are accusing him of betrayal. When someone dies, he’s determined to go looking for answers…but sometimes it really is better to forget.

Saturday, 29 March 2014

#Science #Fiction #Fantasy Saturday #70

Created by Misa Buckley

Good morning! Welcome to this week's #sffsat snippet, and a smidge more of my upcoming #cyberpunk release - Reboot. What do you think of the cover?

So here we are with the last ever sffsat. Wow! *sad face* I haven't taken part in many over the last year, but I'm going to miss it. Well, last time I gave you the opening to Reboot, with my rather confused male MC waking up. But what's he waking up to?




“Good. I’m going to remove the eye shield, and I want you to open your eyes as soon as you’re ready.”
“Okay.”
Pressure lifted from his face, and a crimson glow replaced the darkness.
“Whenever you’re ready,” the speaker prompted.
Damien opened one eye but shut it just as quickly when light stabbed into his retinas.
“Just relax and keep trying,” his companion urged.
Several blinks later, Damien could squint into the light. The man who’d spoken was a dark, blurred shape hanging over him.
“Good.” The man shifted away.
Still struggling to keep his eyes fully open, Damien stared up at the ceiling. It gleamed with a pale luminescence that stretched as far as he could see. The whole room was white, and an antiseptic smell filled his nostrils.


Reboot will be releasing on the 31st March at all digital retailers. In the meantime, why don't you check out the other participants in this week's sffsat? Just click on the banner below. :)

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Thursday, 27 March 2014

Guest Post - STRAT by Tara Maya #SF #military #scifi



STRAT by Tara Maya

BLURB
On his wedding day, Charlie's bride is kidnapped. As he fights for his life and her freedom, he discovers an ancient war helm with the power to control mechs. But if he uses it, he risks losing himself... and becoming embroiled in a war that will soon span the galaxy.


EXCERPT
Thirteen helmed Lords escorted me out to the center of the caldera: twelve lords from the legation, and Lord Ivess.

I knew Domany was right. They were unlikely to keep their word; but if there was even a chance I could save Sard from obliteration, I had to try.

We passed the frozen corpse of the woman who had taken her father’s helm and avenged her family during the jousts. All anyone had cared about her act of courage was that she had violated a stifling thousand-year-old code of law. Now I was to share her fate, for the same reason.

The legation offered Lord Ivess the honor of removing the faceplate and breather.  My hands were chained behind my back. They forced me to kneel in the sulfur snow.

He leaned close to me, although he did not need to be close to whisper to me over the link.

“You stole my daughter from me, and that embarrassed me,” he hissed. “I will enjoy your death greatly. I’m not going to take off your breather, though. A quick death would be too easy. I’m going to remove everything but your breather. I’m going to let you die slowly, and as you die, you can watch Tears-of-Gold die too.” He laughed. “Did you really think we would spare Sard after you contaminated it with your thralls who think they can be lords?”

“No,” I said. “I expected you to lack all honor, having fought you before.”

He kicked me face forward onto the ground. My jaw smashed painfully against my breather. He grabbed the back of my kit and jerked me back up to my knees.

“Then why did you surrender yourself to us? That was stupid.”

“I’m a Fredder,” I said. “I guess stupid is just a bad habit.”

The other lords stood in a semi-circle around us, a few meters away. They watched impassively as Ivess dismantled my kit piece by piece, until he ripped away the last underlayer, and left me naked in the bitterly frozen acid. As he’d promised, Ivess left on my helm, the cursed Helm of Brin, trailing tubes to my discarded, but functional, air pack, so I could still breath.

It felt as though I had been dipped into fire. My skin sizzled and buckled. Every inch of my body below my neck came alive with pain, raw unbearable pain. I screamed inside my mask. Through my tears, I could see a huge army of mechs, the combined cavalcades of the lords of the “peace legation,” advance toward Tears-of-Gold. They weren’t going to just let it die of neglect, they were going to blast it straight to hell themselves.


LINKS
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Monday, 24 March 2014

Reboot - #Cover #Reveal #cyberpunk



Today is the cover reveal for my cyberpunk short story Reboot. But I'm not going to reveal it here. Oh, no. Instead, you can visit one of my lovely hosts in the list below and get a look at my new pretty (created by the talented Misa Buckley at Scorched Flower). Enjoy!

Saturday, 22 March 2014

The SFR Brigade Presents #1 - Imprint #scifi #romance #excerpt

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This is my first snippet for the SFR Brigade Presents. I know - what a slacker?! Lol. Anyway, I present an excerpt taken from my short story Imprint, part of the Tales from the SFR Brigade - a free scifi romance anthology. Having been rescued from a rather nasty fate by Deluvian Marshall Tevik who'd been pursuing her, my thief Jiona has woken up in what might seem a compromising situation at first assessment...

“Care to explain why I’m half-naked in your bed?”
Tevik quirked an eyebrow and perched beside her on the edge of the mattress, still keeping out of reach. “My bed, because there was nowhere else to put you. And as for your clothing…” He had the grace to look sheepish. “Strip search. After that trick in the vaults with the knife…” With one hand he gestured to a long, dark bruise over his ribs that matched those on the opposite side from where she’d kicked him. She flinched. “I couldn’t be sure what else you might have tucked away.”
“Bet you enjoyed searching me.”
A faint blush colored his cheeks. “I did what I had to do, for my own safety as much as yours. I didn’t want any booby traps going off in your outfit. You are known for them.”
She smirked. “Thought I might have a weapon tucked away in my panties?”
His blush deepened. Her panties had been little more than a strand of lace. Less restrictive, but certainly no cover for a weapon. Not even a very small one.
“With you, anything is possible.”
Jiona laughed. “Ah, now there’s a reputation I can be proud of!”


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