Snippet from The Furious Prince


In case you haven’t heard, The Imp Prince released over the weekend!

I have a story in it called The Furious Prince. This story was my first foray into the techmage genre. Techmage is a mashup of science fiction and fantasy.

The Furious Prince is is another fairy tale retelling. You can find the original story on Wikipedia here. In this story, you will meet Furibon, a prince on a faraway planet. Despised by his father and most of his subjects, he hides his magical gifts until his sister is abducted. Check out the snippet below:

It was dusk, so the visibility was still good in the forest. Dusk was best because we had two suns that set within two hours of each other. That left me a good time to get my frustrations out. I strapped my resonator onto my face, and felt relieved as the straps clicked into place behind my head. It felt good to have something that I could control.

I focused my intention on my anger. I felt it welling up inside of me. When I began to sing, two feet in front of me a black and red fractal took shape. As it rushed away from me, the bushes in front of me caught flame. The fire out here wouldn’t be as dangerous as one closer to our lands. There were no homes out here that we had to concern ourselves with. Fire suppression drones were set to auto-deploy if the fire didn’t burn itself out.

I was still singing when I thought of Andre’s pretty face. The fractal that appeared before me was the teal blue of his skin combined with the blue-black tones of his hair. It twisted and turned into shape. I thrust it away from me, shattering the trunks of several trees. They splintered like robots falling on pavement. The tops of the trees looked out of place strewn all over the ground.

I heard footsteps behind me as though someone was trying to sneak up on me. I whirled around, and saw Andre’s face. He was half hidden behind a tree. I ceased my song.

“It looks like this planet is hiding more than just pretty princesses.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I was merely taking a walk. The question is, what are you doing here? Something tells me that the king doesn’t know about this. I would be greatly rewarded if he were to find out,” he said. That vile sneer was forming on his lips once again.

“I don’t think he will find out.”

“Oh? Don’t you? What will you do to encourage me to keep your secret?”

“I think I’ll ask you to leave. Leave this planet. I don’t know what you have planned, but I doubt it’s anything good.”

“Oh, but it’s magnificent. I plan to rule this planet. I’ll start by taking your sister. Perhaps, I’ll even give your lovely mother a try.”

If you want to read more, check out The Imp Prince (Primed Fairy Tales Book 2)!

If I Had a Writing Genie

I know that wishes from genies usually blow up in your face, but I think about it from time to time. The Three Wish Mermaid really inspired me.

Let’s assume the genie gives me three wishes. I’m pretty sure that is in the standard genie contract anyway.

  1. Writing books via telepathy. I would love just to think things and have them turn into novels and short stories. I use dictation, which comes pretty close. But, if I could just think something and have it magically appear fully written and edited, I would love it.
  2. The ability to write a book every week. I know that technically I could do this, but it might kill me. It depends on the length of the book too. If I could write a book a week without needing two weeks of recovery time, that would be amazeballs.
  3. Instaformatting. While trying to format some of my books into proper paperback settings, I realized how terrible formatting is. TERRIBLE. You might not know this, but setting a book up for print and ebook are no fun at all. There are ways around this, like Style Sheets.  I am still learning how to use them properly. So, a wish would be easier.

Those are my three wishes. What would you wish for?

Do You Love Pinterest? I do!

If you haven’t seen my little widget on the sideline, you might not know how much I adore Pinterest. I don’t even know if adore is a strong enough word.

I started out on Pinterest just like everyone else. I looked at outfits, hairstyles, and recipes. Life was good. All was well in the world.

Then I started looking at cool art and weird facts. My world exploded! How did I live before this?

Now, I have over 4500 pins. I even discovered interests that I didn’t know I had like abandoned places. For some reason, I am drawn to them. Asylums seem to be the coolest. I can’t lie, I’m a huge chicken. I don’t think that I would ever go in to an abandoned anything, but a girl can dream.

I also have boards for different stories that I write. My writing is inspired by cool images and strange news. You will find all of that on my boards. I also have boards dedicated to series inspiration. Check out my Hell and Earth board to find out what inspired me to write those stories.

I pin something new every day. I can’t seem to stop.

Do you use Pinterest? We should follow each other! Find me here.

New Release: Half Sight

OK. You got me. Technically, it’s more of a re-release. Some of you may remember that I was in a boxed set called Rebels and Runes. It was my first boxed set and it was a great experience!

Once the publication came down, I could publish it myself. So, here it is! As always, this amazing cover was made by Emely at Broso Book Covers. I love it!

I posted a snippet on a previous post, which you can find here.

It’s $0.99 on Amazon and FREE on Kindle Unlimited

Half Sight: Part of the Hell and Earth Series (Tales From Earth Book 3)

Cover Update: Stumbling Through Time

 Isn’t she a pretty one?

I was making merchandise for a short story in an anthology called Phoenix Galactic.

The story is called The Gift of Time. It’s about Reva. She is the one who gave Laveau the bloodstone in Stumbling Through Time. It’s a little bit of her back story mixed with her encounter with Laveau from her point of view.

As I was prepping some merchandise to promote the story, I came up with the photo concept you see on the cover. I fell in love with it, and my fellow Phoenix Prime authors liked it too.

Then, I started thinking. That’s dangerous because I can get carried away.

I made the cover of Stumbling Through Time in January. Since then, I’ve learned my way around cover design a bit more.  I also have a better idea of how to translate what’s in my head to the page.

It was fun. I hope you like it!

I’ve Risen from the Ashes

The competition of Phoenix Prime has come to an end. If you’re not familiar with Phoenix Prime, I wrote about it here.

It was supposed to last for four months but ended up being closer to six. It was an intensive workshop that taught me about writing, marketing, contracts, and a million other things. There was a competitive aspect too, but that is a blog for a different time.

I’ve met amazing writers, authors, editors, and beta readers. Not everyone made it through to the end, but everyone involved has grown. I’m even outlining now. I never thought I would see that day, lol.

Since January, I have written over 90,000 words. That’s more than I’ve written in my entire life! I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck, but in a good way.

I am in the process of writing Reign with Dick and Jane. I think it will be the final book in the Hell and Earth series. No promises. I have at least one story set in that universe coming out in the next few weeks.

So, what now? I’m glad you asked.

I have stories coming out in 10 anthologies this summer. I have 4 more series planned that cover approximately 45 books. There will be some audio book versions of these books, and ones that I already have published. I think there a few cookbooks in there too. I don’t know if I’ll get them all published this year, but I’m sure going to try!

When I put up The Raving Ones for free about a year ago, I just hoped someone would read it. I’m proud to have come so far.

Phoenix Prime has changed my life. I can not thank our mighty dragon, Kat Lind, enough. Special thanks to TS Paul, the Ds, and all the rest of the people who have helped me shape my ideas into something magnificent!

Time for a Freebie!

Hello Musers!

You remember Jane, right? The main character in Hell With Dick and Jane? Good.

When I was writing that story, I had to come up with some background for Jane. I had to build up her life before she went back to Hell to help her father.

So, I wrote My Life as a Teenage Demon. It was a lot of fun. I happen to have a some experience as a teenage girl. I was a normal, human teenage girl, but it helped enrich my writing just the same.

It’s short, sweet, and free! You can find it on Instafreebie today!

Snippet Time! Hell With Dick and Jane

I have finally reached the point where I’m ready to publish the main  book in my Hell and Earth series. I came up with the idea while working at my day job one day. It was a classic what-if scenario. What if the devil had a daughter with a witch? That’s how we I discovered Jane. Enough of my typing. Here’s your sneak peak!

After our meeting, I hopped on the highway and headed for Jersey. If I was going to visit as a regular old demon, I had to take the Demon’s Gate. Based on the smell, I could tell I was getting close. It smelled like rot, with a thick layer of sulfur. A lot of people thought that the smell was just Jersey. Others thought it was a nearby landfill. All of them were wrong. A hell mouth is a foul-smelling place.

I headed for the oldest graveyard. Our doorway was hidden in one of the crumbling crypts. There were no gargoyles or statues on the outside. It was gray and weather worn. The crypt unkempt, with ivy snaking up the walls. There was no lock on the door, but one of the large stone doors hung on the frame at an odd angle. It threatened to fall on anyone who passed beneath it. If the look and the smell of it weren’t enough to keep trespassers at bay, there was the silence.

Anyone coming within five feet of the crypt was enveloped in a suffocating silence. All other sounds faded away. It was so silent that I could hear my heartbeat. I pushed the broken door as it groaned and creaked in protest. It was pitch black inside, but I had been through this often enough to know where I was going. I walked straight about ten paces. When I stretched out my hand, I touched the back wall of the crypt. It was hot to the touch.

I reached under my jacket and pulled my dagger from the holster. A girl could never be too safe. I quickly sliced across the palm of my right palm. I grimaced at the pain, but it would be short-lived. I wiped my dagger on my jeans before placing it back in the holster. I cupped my hand to get a decent pool of blood, then dipped my fingers from my left hand into the blood and made the sigil for Lucifer on the wall.

The sigil began to glow, illuminating the crypt in red light. Then cracks began to appear, splintering out from the sigil. The cracks spread over the entire wall. The room began to shake. Pieces of the wall began to break off, falling back into an ever-widening red hole. When the entire wall had fallen away, black stairs heading down appeared. Dad always did have a flair for the dramatic.

I whispered a quick healing spell and watched the cut in my palm stitch itself back together. That would be the last of my white magic for a little while. I focused on the seed of evil that I was born with, and felt small horns push through my braids. I could change them depending on my mood. I chose a modest short black style to contrast with my shoulder length auburn braids. I took a deep breath and walked back into Hell.

Check out Hell With Dick and Jane (Hell and Earth Book 1) on preoder now!