Sundays Spent With Vampires

 

Happy Sunday!

I haven’t gotten much writing done in the last week or so. But I am happy to report that today the dam has broken and the writing is again flowing 🙂

As the title of this blog states, I am spending my writing time today with vampires. Tuck 4 (I have a title but not ready to share just yet) is well underway. It briefly paused but after going back and fixing a few things,  the story is moving in the right direction now. After the events in The Arena, Tuck doesn’t feel like resting much. She has a vampire to hunt, and he isn’t going to make it easy…as if any of them do 🙂

I have at least four more books (including the one I am writing) before her story is wrapped up. Are there more stories to tell? Yes. But her full story, her path, will end with the last book. Other characters are lining up to have their stories told, including a few vampires.

For right now, though, Tuck’s journey needs to be told, and I will be focusing on her POV until her story is done.

Can I give you hints about book four? Let’s see…

*The story picks up pretty much where The Arena ends.

*The main villain is an ancient one.

*We see some characters from the first book.

That’s all I can really give right now 🙂 My goal is to have book four finished by the end of January and ready to publish no later than March. I am self-publishing the rest of the books in this series, and hope to also have them available in audio. I am aiming to have The Arena on audio before book four releases.

I hope you all have a wonderful day! And spend some time your favorite vampires- be it a book or a movie- as well ❤

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Re-Release: THE RED BARN

Hello All!

On the heels of Over the River, I give you THE RED BARN 🙂 This is a short story told in the POV of a malicious ghost. It is in the Isles and West world, but has none of the characters from those books.

The Red Barn will be a free read on Kobo and B&N, and $0.99 on Amazon (Amazon won’t let me put it up for free). I will add links as it goes lives.

KOBO ~ BARNES & NOBLE

AMAZON

Blurb:

When a ghost reaches her limit with an unwanted guest, there’s no telling what Hell will arise.

I have escaped my afterlife for over two centuries, locking my spirit into the old red barn. There have been many owners since my death, but none have ever given me as much strength as the new male owner.

There’s just one problem- his wife.

She is unbearable to me. One of us has to go, and it sure as Hell isn’t going to be me.

Re-Release: Over the River

Happy Wednesday!

Over the River is again available!

AMAZON ~ KOBO ~ B&N

BLURB:

Down a snowy dirt road, in a farmhouse filled with death and fear, there is a woman…

The Weatherby Mills history books paint Joslyn Faust as a kind and generous woman who was willing to help any of her neighbors in need. Weatherby Mills lore, however, holds her ghost responsible for the deaths of four men.

Delilah Isles knows all the legends of the tri-towns: from the friendliest and nastiest of ghosts, to the dangerous and terrifying beasts and beings of the Dark and Glory. So when the case of the Faust Homestead lands on her desk, she is both intrigued and skeptical.

Working for the New England Spirit Society, she and her partner, Milly West, have seen spirits and non-human entities commit many brutal attacks. After all, the N.E.S.S. only investigates the most violent and disturbing cases. However, even with the four assaults contributed to Joslyn Faust, Delilah isn’t certain the case is truly N.E.S.S. material. That all changes the first time she and Milly set foot on the Faust property and witness firsthand just how vicious the celebrated townswoman’s spirit can be.

BOOK TRAILER:

 

I am planning on putting these up on iBooks, so stay tuned for that link!

Ghoultown Re-Release

Happy Thursday!

I have a special announcement today 🙂 Ghoultown~ an Isles and West novella~ is being re-released! Right now, it has gone live on Kobo, but I will post links as it goes live elsewhere.

Kobo ~ Amazon ~ Barnes and Noble

Blurb:

Boston is on its knees: one hundred sixteen infected, eighty-two dead. There is no sign that the attacks from the Dark will stop anytime soon.

In training with the FBI’s Reaper Team, Delilah Dalton and Milly Shores—two nineteen year olds with gifts to deal with the dead and the Dark—are caught up in the gruesome case. A case that will push their abilities to the limit.

If the team can’t stop the killing soon, South Boston will be nothing but a blood-drenched feeding ground for dark beasts.

 

Book Trailer:

 

This is my first time self-publishing, and luckily I have experienced people walking me through the process (thank you Skyla Dawn Cameron!). If all goes well this round, I will re-release the full-length books as well as my short story, The Red Barn. Hopefully that will happen by the end of this year.

In the meantime, please enjoy Ghoultown once again! I did a light edit, so only a few minor changes have been made. In series news, I am revising Sera’s first novel, which I hope to have ready once the other three are released. That way you all get a new book right off the bat 🙂 I am also working on the new Delilah and Milly novel.

Have a great day!

Tuck Houston Series

Just a quick Monday post 🙂

THE DAMNED is on sale for $0.99!

click the image to go to Amazon

 

PATH TO DAMNATION is now an audiobook~ grab your copy!

AMAZON ~ AUDIBLE iTUNES

 

THE ARENA is now available~ grab your copy!

Evernight Publishing ~ Barnes and Noble ~ Smashwords ~ iTunes

Amazon Kobo

 

The Tuck Houston series is one that I love deeply, and wish to continue. There are at least five books to conclude Tuck’s arc. I plan on self-pubbing the last two and am working on book four now.

Have a great Monday!!!

Excerpt: THE ARENA

Here is an excerpt of THE ARENA for your reading pleasure 🙂

Evernight Publishing ~ Barnes and Noble ~ Smashwords 

Amazon ~ iTunes

Excerpt:

copyright@October Weeks 2018

The opening chords of Godsmack’s “Stand Alone” jarred Tuck Houston out of much needed slumber. She tried to move closer to the nightstand but the arm around her tightened in protest.

“Leave it,” Tristan Baudin grumbled.

She laughed softly. “You know better than that, Tristan.”

The phone stopped, but Tuck had a strong feeling that quiet wasn’t going to last.

Tristan slid his hand up the side of her torso and across her chest to lightly grasp her breast. “See?”

She sighed, and a shiver of desire ran through her. “Three, two—”

The phone started up again.

Tristan mumbled something about “bullshitery” and loosened his grip.

Tuck wasn’t fond of moving out of his arms, but whoever was calling wasn’t going to let her stay snuggled up.

She grabbed her phone and lay on her back. The screen said Lucia. Concern swept through her as she swiped the screen. “Lucia?”

“Tuck. I’m sorry if I’ve woken you.”

“It’s all right. What’s going on?”

Vaguely, she heard Tristan mumble, “Fuck me,” and then he rolled over and snuggled her against him.

“A few days ago we found a nest of vampyr just outside of Tombstone. We killed them, but they had fifteen human bodies in the basement of the house they were squatting in. The whole area felt off. Once we veered off the main road, the desolation was immediate.”

Tuck did not like the sound of that. “How far out from the house did that start?”

“Nine miles.”

“Shit,” Tuck said as she sat up.

Tristan did the same, a look of concern on his face as he watched her.

“We’re tracking another group now, one we picked up on once the house and bodies were dealt with. That same feeling is following them—all the way into New Mexico. When we get close, the feeling deepens. I’ve never felt anything like it, Tuck, but I know what that could mean—Vampyr and Damned don’t have the ability to mask themselves that heavily or for that long of a distance. Not even the oldest ones.”

No, they don’t.

Vampyr and Damned could hide from humans quite well, but that power only stretched out so far, even if there was more than one vampire involved. The farthest that power could spread was roughly one mile. More times than not, Vampyr and Damned would only mask the area they rested or lived in. The farther out their power reached, the weaker it became.

Only one breed of vampire could mask the way Lucia was describing—strigoi. Tuck understood why Lucia had phoned her.

“Your dad said you and Tristan are in San Diego.”

“Yes, we just finished our hunt a few hours ago. Where are you right now?”

“About an hour outside of Las Cruces, but this group is headed farther into the desert and away from civilization. One of us will go back to Las Cruces and wait for you and Tristan.”

“We’re on our way.”

“Thank you, Tuck. I have a bad feeling about this one.”

In DiGregorio terms, that meant whatever was happening was beyond the pale, and that sent the spike of urgency already forming in Tuck’s gut all the way up her spine. The DiGregorios never called in backup unless something was very wrong.

“Be careful. If something looks too easy, don’t move forward. Wait for me, please.”

“We will,” Lucia promised, and then ended the phone call.

Tuck ran a hand over her face and then told Tristan what was happening. “We need to hustle. I don’t want Lucia on this hunt without me if strigoi are truly involved. If we leave in the next half hour we can be there by mid-afternoon.”

He kissed her shoulder and then nuzzled her neck. “Take a shower first. I’ll get the gear packed.”

She thanked him with a kiss and then quickly got into the shower.