Meet-The-Character Blog Hop

The lovely Beany Sparks has prodded me into breathing a little new life back in my blog, by joining her in the Meet-The-Character Blog Hop, which was created by Renae Kaye and Meredith Shayne *waves at both*

So, let's get right into it!

 

What is the name of your character?

I have chosen Morgan, the main character of my latest book, Shifting the Veil. Morgan is not only a merman, but he is also one of the guardians of the Preternatural Rescue Centre.

 

When and where is the story set?

The story is set in modern day, in the paranormal populated city of Praeter.

 

What should we know about him?

Morgan is a gentle soul, despite his impulsive nature. He has a high sex drive, which has caused him no end of trouble around the bunker with the other guardians finding mates and flooding the place with their pheromones. Of course, the fact that the bunker isn't soundproofed hasn't helped *grins*

He is determined yet considerate in his attempts to win over his mates (yes, he has two. Seems fate knew with a libido like his, he needed more than one mate to keep up!).

 

What is the main conflict?  What won’t he talk about?  What messes up his life?

Morgan tends to leap before thinking...literally. He jumps through an enemy portal without a thought, and without backup, leaving him stranded across the veil in enemy territory, following a pull he cannot ignore. Things  get worse when he finds his already bonded mates, and discovers than while Ridley, his dwarf rabbit shifter mate, is more than happy to explore what is between them, Owen, his second mate and otter shifter, wants nothing to do with him. In fact, Owen  would rather Morgan leave both he and Ridley alone.

What is the personal goal of the character? Is there a working title for this novel, and can we read more about it?

Morgan has always kept the safety of others his main concern. When he discovers the two small caged shifters, another larger shifter imprisoned beside them, he decides then to take them all.

The title for Morgan's story is: Shifting the Veil

 

BLURB: Jumping through a Mage portal on some sort of instinctual autopilot probably hadn't been the best decision of Morgan’s life, but it did lead him to two pieces of his soul, trapped in not only a cage, but also their animal forms.     Owen and Ridley never thought they'd be free again, living a life of captivity and pain, until a sexy Guardian breaks them out and offers them forever.     While Ridley hungers for Morgan, Owen just wishes the mate-stealing merman would walk away and forget about them both. He may not have to worry about his future for long, though. It's Halloween, and the veil is once again at its weakest. Denzel has failed to break through before, but this time, he has a secret weapon…

When can we expect the book to be published or when was it published?

Shifting the Veil was published on the 15th of October, 2014 with eXtasy Books. It is also available at Amazon, at the links below.

 

http://www.extasybooks.com/Shifting-the-Veil/

http://www.amazon.com/Shifting-Veil-Preternatural-Rescue-Centre-ebook/dp/B00OS7HE7I/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1?ie=UTF8&refRID=1HTRAFVE014B6CQF3KMV

Unfortunately, I have just been recovering from a prolonged illness, and have not been able to gather others to follow on from me, so I will pass the invitation on to anyone who might like to continue on and enlighten others on your characters, to please do so :)

Catch up!!

I know, I have been slack, and it has been ages since I updated my blog, but I am trying! lol

 

The Preternatural Rescue Centre is now 4 books in, with book 5 coming out on the 15th of this month!

You have already met the guys from Delta Blues, Cole in his Stocking, and Fractured, but not Controlling His Illusion

Controlling His Illusion

Sometimes, in order to gain control, you need to hand it over to someone else.

 BLURB: 
Grant had made a deal. He would use his talent, and his sister, Kaylee, would get what she needed. What he didn't count on though, was the deal turning sour. Picking up the pieces of the aftermath is more than he can handle, so he turns to the warlock who rescued him for help. He might actually get it, too, if the guy would just stop running.
    If Nico had known the little omega he had found was going to turn out to be this much trouble, he might not have rescued him after all. The wolf asked for things he shouldn't, surfaced long neglected instincts that Nico hadn't felt in too long. The wolf pushed, refused to take no for an answer. Only problem was, once you opened the door to something like that, there was no turning back

EXCERPT:
  "What the hell are you doing here?"
    "Isn't that obvious?" Maurice smiled, but the malice coming off the man was setting Grant's wolf whining inside his head, wanting to run. The man next to Maurice cocked his head, a frown forming as he gestured to Grant's whole body.
    "He's a bit on the runty side of things, isn't he? I kind of pictured something more with the way you were going on."
    "What does it matter what he looks like? He only needs to suck like a Hoover and bend over. That's it. What more do you need?"
    The other man rubbed a hand across his chin. "I suppose you're right. Well, let's get to it." He turned to Grant. "Come here boy, I want you on your knees and my dick down your throat."
    Grant took another step back, desperately trying to connect with the side of him that created the illusions, but it remained just out of reach, refusing to cooperate with his fear getting in the way. Normally he had at least an hour to psyche himself up enough to deal with T's visits. Now, he was trying to call on a power that simply wasn't there, considering how far he had drained himself the night before.
    "I don't have a deal with you. You need to leave, now!" He was terrified, but he tried to keep it hidden, as he glared at the pair, folding his arms in front of him and standing his ground.
    Maurice rolled his eyes and gave an exaggerated sigh, marching over and grabbing onto Grant's arm. There went any chance of an illusion, now. He could only use his talent if he wasn't being touched.
    "What the hell is wrong with you, boy? Get on your goddamned knees and suck him. I don't care if you don't want to. You'll do what we say, or the little piece of sweetness I can smell around this place will go bye-bye's!" Maurice's fingers bit into Grant's arm, leaving marks that would undoubtedly show bruises, come morning. The man didn't seem to care if he was hurting Grant at all, he shoved him to the ground by the other man's feet.
    "Touch her and I will kill you!"
    "The only thing you'll be doing is stuffing Ente's cock down your throat!" Maurice spat, pulling his arm back and collecting the side of Grant's face on the down swing. It felt like a brick hitting his cheek, as Grant was knocked to the ground, blood filling his mouth. He spat it out, nausea rising quickly as his ears rang and his vision blurred for a few seconds. He groaned, crawling to his hands and knees, to stand again.
    "Fuck, don't mess up his mouth! He'll cut my cock to pieces if his teeth are all shattered."
    Maurice chuckled. "Apologies, Ente. But if I've broken any teeth, I'll just have to knock them all out, for you, won't I? Problem solved."

Available at eXtasy Books HERE

Amazon HERE

Imogene Nix - The Illuminated Witch Blog Hop 26th April 2014

I am so very excited to introduce fellow Aussie author, Imogene Nix, as she shares her new release, "The Illuminated Witch".

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Blurb:

Celina has always been alone, until the new Master, Javed, draws her close. But danger and passion are never far away. 

 

After years of struggling alone, Celina—a witchling of immense power—must find her place in the world of vampires.

 

But while Javed is building a new nest—the first new one in a century—and struggling to overcome his own demons, an ancient evil stirs.

 

Now with Celina in danger, time running out and the demands of a fledgling nest, can their love possibly overcome every obstacle?

 

Reader Advisory: This book contains brief reference to incest.

 

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Excerpt:

 

Celina grabbed her aching head. Another headache, just like the day before, but perhaps it was more violent. Her stomach lurched uncertainly and she rubbed her belly while it heaved and roiled. It was only four in the afternoon, too early to head home, but she glanced around the office, looking vainly for an escape.

“Hey, Celina? Can you cover for me tomorrow? I’m going to call in sick ‘cause I’ve got a hot date tomorrow night,” Sylvia, her cubicle mate, whispered to her excitedly.

Celina closed her eyes. Great. Just what I need. “Honestly? Syl, I don’t know. I’m not feeling so great.” She mumbled a little,

knowing what Sylvia’s reaction would be.

“Have you been to see the doctor yet?”

Celina swivelled in her seat and cast a dark glance at her workmate. “I’m going to call—” Her words ended abruptly as the lights dimmed and went out. “Damn… This is like the third time this month. What the hell is going on?” The heat of the office space swelled as the air conditioning failed. The cloying scents of a multitude of perfumes and hot sweaty bodies in the summer wave closed in on her.

Celina’s tummy jostled once more, demanding her attention. She rose, racing unerringly to the bathroom, making it just in time to empty the contents violently into the toilet. The clunk of the door somewhere behind alerted her to the fact that she was no longer alone. She sighed loudly. Sylvia had followed her, she knew. The sound of wood banging closed reverberated off the walls. The ensuing echo splintered her thoughts.

“Celina, you have to see the doctor.” There was concern in Sylvia’s voice and Celina shied away from it.

Celina leaned limply against the wall of the stall, the dim security lighting flickering in and out. “Yeah, I think you’re right.” She didn’t want to face it, but the headaches had become an almost everyday occurrence in the past few months. One she’d tried to ignore, but with little success. But something had to be wrong. Her stomach quivered at the possible reasons.

She pushed away from the wall and headed for the sink, turned the tap and was rewarded by the sound of running water. Celina scooped the liquid up, washed her face and swilled some around in her mouth, trying to banish the sour taste. Her knees shook like wet noodles beneath her.

“Okay, I’ll ring in the morning and see how soon I can get in for an appointment.” A sound from outside caught her hearing, a thudding noise, as if someone was testing the door. She wouldn’t be able to hide from the problems for much longer and right now, she really needed some air. “We’d better get out there.”

“Yeah. Okay.” She heard the concern in Sylvia’s voice. “Will you be okay to get home?”

They slowly made their way through the door and back into the office, where the blast of heat and the waft of body essences made her want to gag again. She struggled through one shallow breath then another.

“I’m planning on going straight home anyway.” Celina shuffled towards her desk and groped around in the dark, hunting for her phone. She grasped it in her damp hand and pressed the screen, waiting for it to lighten sufficiently to see her desk. She spied her bag and opened the desk to find her keys. “It looks like these are going to be out for a while. Can you…?” She indicated the light fittings, then towards the office at the end of the row, hoping Sylvia would understand.

“I’ll go tell the supervisor. You go on. Head home and take some painkillers.”

With a small nod, which she quickly regretted as a pulse wavered through her throbbing skull, Celina headed to the emergency stairs. As she passed desks she saw others grabbing up their items, including laptops. No doubt they obviously thought the same thing.

 Finally she made her way down the fourteen flights of stairs. On the way she heard many voices, some shrill and others filled with laughter in the darkness. Here and there she caught glimpses of light, probably from mobiles, illuminating the gloom.

One foot after another she plodded down the steps, her head aching viciously and finally, light glowed ahead and a breeze started to clear the stuffy wooliness from her head.

 

* * * *

 

Javed shook his head. The missive he held in his hands filled him with emotions he hadn’t experienced in hundreds of years. He knew what it was. It was confusion. The sense of having the carpet jerked out from beneath him. His hands felt clammy.

“So… That’s your destiny, there in your hands.”

His hand shook and the sound of parchment moving back and forth filled the air. He held not just his destiny, but also that of so many others.

He glanced at Xavier, his master, and Hope. They were two very powerful vampires as well as his friends. “I don’t know what to say.”

Hope rose and glided towards him. “You don’t have to say anything. We will say it all. Your leaving us on one level makes us sad, but you will be a master in your own right. You’ve earned this.”

Javed wanted to sputter and stop her words, but he couldn’t. The intent of the letter was clear. On the night of the next full moon, Cressida would grant him his own nest. He would be elevated to the position of master.

If that wasn’t enough to accept, there was the knowledge that there hadn’t been a new house in over a century.

There was so much to do. So many decisions to make and all of them would fall on him. He would need to choose a Yeux Secondes, the human who would oversee the financial and day-to-day aspects of the nest. He would also require a second, a guardian who would stand at his side. A fellow warrior, in whom he could place his trust, one who would help him build a safe haven in their house. He would need witches to help protect the vampires and followers… Where the hell do I even start with that?

“You’ll need a house. Somewhere for your people to call home.” Hope grinned and he saw the lurking humour she couldn’t quell. “I know of an interior designer, if you want their details?”

He rolled his eyes, remembering the problems she’d had with her parents before she had been turned and the way she’d arranged for the entire block of units to be furnished. It had taken her one night to order and arrange for the delivery of all the furniture. Unlike the immense task her mother had proposed.

 But her smile died away as her own memories must have surfaced.

“I don’t know about that, but if you’re offering help, then I’ll accept it. I don’t have a clue where to start.” He moved back to the armchair and slumped into it. “I don’t usually concern myself with those types of problem.” He allowed his head to drop into his hands and muttered. “I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

A soft touch on his shoulder captured his attention. “Cressida thinks you are. Otherwise she would not have petitioned the Councillors. Now come on. You need to start planning. We have one month to arrange your investiture…”

 

About Imogene:

Wife, mother and nutty bookstore owner all describe Imogene Nix, but the real secret is Science Fiction, Paranormal Romance with a hefty dose of Romantic Suspense is what she adores. Dedicated to high quality romance, with a dollop of erotic interactions, Imogene has dipped her toes into Science Fiction, Contemporary Rural Romance and Paranormal Romance featuring feisty headstrong female leads.

 

 

About The Illuminated Witch:

The Illuminated Witch is the second in the Blood Secrets Trilogy. The first, The Blood Bride, was an ARe and Totally Bound Best Seller.

 

How to follow Imogene:

 

Blog: www.imogenenix.blogspot.com

Website: www.imogenenix.com

Twitter: www.twitter.com/ImogeneNix

Facebook: www.facebook.com/ImogeneNix

 

 

 

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