Thursday, June 20, 2013

Hamden Series by W. Ferraro

Synopsis:
Three of Hearts
Mae Turney is searching for the type of life and happiness she has
never known but has only dreamed about. She's fortunate enough to find
a great opportunity to live in an exterior apartment of a beautiful
lake house in a small town in Vermont. When she realizes the apartment
and scenery are not the only gorgeous appeal but the home owner, Seth
Finn, is as well, she puts it all on the line for the chance at love.
When she becomes comfortable and confident in her own skin and
sexuality, Mae realizes that this place and this man is exactly what
she came looking for. Knowing Seth and his three children are as
special as they come, Mae bets the house, and prays she and her gamble
are enough.
Excerpt:
“Don’t even think about it Finn!” she said as she tried to stand her ground and not run.
“Too late, I’ve not only thought about it, I’ve committed to the idea.” Seth said wickedly as his face grew into a sinister smile.

Synopsis:
Dylan Cross is the type of man that enjoys everything female, and
enjoy it he does, but always on his terms. However, his terms are
pushed to their limit when Natalie Parker proposes an offer; teach her
and her delectable little body, all about sex and desire. There is one
catch. He has to play the part of Natalie’s madly in love boyfriend
for her dying mother. Dylan signs on, and finds that separating the
two is harder than he thought. Natalie’s days of shyness and lack of
confidence come to a quick close as she learns what her body craves
and demands in the bedroom. Soon, Dylan becomes the student as Natalie
teaches him things he didn’t even know he wanted. Will Hamden’s
notorious playboy, bachelor be able to keep calling the shots, or will
he find that, he, himself, is just another player at the card game of
life, as we all are?
Excerpt:
“Feel that, Natalie? That is what you do to me. That is the reaction your innocent ways and naïve little oral activities cause. So, you ask why I call us in a relationship, because what you feel against you right now, cannot be faked. I’m going to pop that cherry of yours and I’ll make sure you love every minute, before, during, and after. So, we are in a relationship from this moment on. Get used to it, Babe.” He leaned down and claimed those small lips that he had fixated on for the last forty-five minutes.

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Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Annamarie and Magdalena by Marianne Spitzer

 

 

Synopsis:

“Annamarie and Magdalena” is a supernatural thriller that begins where “Gypsy Spirits” ended. Annamarie walks home from the ordeal in the pines. Certain no one will ever know of her involvement, she tries to settle into the home she inherited from Daniel’s grandfather just two weeks earlier.   Daniel, refusing to accept his own death, has other ideas, and he joins his spirit with the spirit of his best friend, Garret, and an evil man Daniel had planned on killing. What Daniel doesn’t count on is that Annamarie is protected by her great-grandmother Magdalena’s spirit, and her Gypsy spirit family.Annamarie’s unexpected pregnancy drive Daniel to plot to steal his child while Magdalena does all she can to protect mother and child.
Daniel’s evil follows and torments Annamarie in every aspect of her life. Magdalena with the aid of Josef, Annamarie’s great-grandfather, begins a vicious battle of the spirits. Will good win over evil? Will Daniel’s evil be contained? Who will survive? Will Annamarie’s baby be safe or a victim of her father’s evil plan?
 

 About the Author:

 
I was born in Milwaukee, and lived there until I was eighteen. Then I spent eight years in Washington state and California before returning to Wisconsin. I love eerie places and books. I began with a love of Nancy Drew books and as I grew I found H.P Lovecraft, Agatha Christie, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle among others. When I am not writing, I am reading or watching sunsets. I have been writing short stories since I was in grade school. Most were in the form of essays relating real life events. Many were purely imaginary trips to magical places and times. I enjoy making up stories about people I meet or see on the street. I can see a story in a picture, especially if the picture is eerie. My imagination runs wild and free. I have self-published a book of essays and a book of children's stories for my granddaughter, Brittney. Gypsy Spirits is my debut novel and the first in the series of three "spirit" books. I have self-published the second "spirit" book, Annamarie and Magdalena. I also self-published a supernatural mystery, THE LETTER. I plan to have the sequel to THE LETTER out this year and the third "spirit" book available winter 2013/14. From there I am sure my muse will guide me into another story plot.

 Do Writing Scary Scenes Frighten Me?

By Marianne Spitzer

It depends on the scene is the easy answer. I don’t like to read overly gory scenes, therefore, I don’t write them. I write within my comfort zone for the most part. There are things that frighten me and one of them is the Funhouse. I was “lost” in one at age six and never thought I would find my way out. It has taken years, but I have added a cursed doll series of short stories to my list of projects. I have written a few scenes in the first story entitled, The Funhouse. Writing helps fight the fear.
I enjoy going places other people find frightening. When I was seven, my mom lost a child. I accompanied her on her weekly trips to the cemetery. Back then, you were allowed to plant live flowers instead of placing fake flowers in a brass vase. Mom would water and weed them each week. I would wander through the gravestones. My brother was buried in the infant section and most graves had small headstones. I was enthralled by the large stones. I would wander off, but mom said she could always see where I was. I didn’t pay attention to her.
I was in a world of giant stone angels, huge carved stone crosses, and small mausoleums. I had no idea what the mausoleums were used for at that time. They were just one more interesting place to investigate. By the time I was old enough to understand what cemeteries were used for; I was still fascinated by the different types of monuments. I would find old cemeteries to roam and see the beauty in the statuary.
Of course, every town has a witch or haunted house. We had awitch - maybe. The elderly lady supposedly killed her young daughter and buried her under the front sidewalk. Kids knew never to walk on that sidewalk. I wasn’t afraid. I walked past her house and she was watching from the front window. I waved, she smiled and waved back. My friends thought I’d be cursed forever. I wasn’t.
Once I was a teenager, my boyfriend held many of the same interests I did, but he had a vehicle. We were free to investigate places we had heard about. We visited several haunted houses, drove past the house where the “glowing woman” stood in her front window at midnight, and the place a child had been killed by a car and no matter how many times they repaired the road, there was always a bump in the road when she was hit. There were many more that I could mention.
Needless to say, I have loved being frightened since I was a child or rather enjoyed facing frightening things that amused me.Now, I write about them. I enjoying putting words on paper and crafting a story which may send a chill down someone’s spine.Happy reading.  
 

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Monday, June 17, 2013

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Dark Dawn by Melissa Brodsky and Nicole Andrews Moore



Synopsis:


In the beginning, God created heaven and earth.  He created light and dark. Sparkling aquamarine waters, lush green lands and expansive blue skies.  Majestic mountains rose from the grounds, meandering valleys with bubbling rivers forged through the earth.  The sun warmed the soil and trees and grass burst forth, greens contrasting with blues and browns creating an explosion of colors.  Birds playfully dotted the skies and harmoniously chirped in trees.  Fish blasted through currents and leaped through waves of the oceans.  Creatures of every shape rose and inhabited this pristine infant land.  A man formed in God’s image sprang up from under a tree and then a woman from his rib. God chose to call the man Adam and his woman, Eve. Pure, clean air was inhaled, and life began.  And God was satisfied, his creation was perfect and he decided to rest.
 
While God reclined peacefully, contemplating the beauty, wonder, and goodness of all his creation, darkness prepared to take hold.  Though all was made with the best of intentions, he never considered what evil might be lurking.  It never occurred to him that for every positive action, there could be an equally negative reaction.  He never pondered that while he was upsetting the balance of creating something from nothing that the dark nothings might become something horrible, something savage, something bent on destroying the light.
 
Chaotic times ensued and God foresaw the darkness running rampant, completely out of control.  He saw the danger that threatened his creation.  He realized his work was yet unfinished.  He had to design something more.  It was time for an angel.  Just as he had done with man and woman not so long before, the angel was created in God’s image.  Unlike man, who had only the basest of abilities, he gave the angel the gift of strength to fight the dark and immortality to ensure his longevity.  There was no telling how long the war between the light and dark would last.  When he was done, he called upon his angel, his helper, Salathiel.

Excerpt


It was late afternoon when they returned and it was Anna’s restlessness that caught Seth’s attention.  The rest of the Guardians went to their rooms to unwind, but Anna was pacing on the roof.  Instead of settling into their office, as he normally did, Seth walked the extra steps to discover what was troubling Anna.  This was completely unlike her.
 
“Anna,” he said calmly when he reached her.
 
She whipped around. Her wings were unfurled and twitching nervously.  The rustling of her feathers concerned him.  When he saw the look in her eyes, he was even more disturbed.  “Why?”  She asked as her eyes darted about...up at the sky, then over the edge of the roof, back to Seth and all around.  “Why are we not permitted to form attachments?  Why can we not...be friends with humans?”  The frustration in her voice was evident.  “Why, Seth?  What is so wrong and different about us that we can’t be around His other creations?”
Seth slowly came closer.  He feared she was about to cry.  In all their years of communal living, he had seen her cry...never.  She hadn’t shed a tear over wars.  She had seen countless horrific events pass, yet this was the first time anything had ever seemed to get under her skin and affect her.
 
“There’s nothing wrong with us, Anna.  You know that.  We simply shouldn’t be distracted.  Attachments create distractions; they make us weak.  We would be inclined to put the good of the few above the needs of the many.  That isn’t our mission.  No entanglements.  No distractions.  These rules were created for a reason.”  He spoke in gentle soothing tones.  It was obvious his words fell on deaf ears.
 
She shook her head.  “We weren’t supposed to live together.  We were supposed to be scattered about the globe.  Instead, you decided that we should act as one.  If that can change, if the Father can understand the rationale for that change...maybe there could be more...” 

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