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Sunday, October 30, 2011

Halloween Booktacular: How Mahalia Levey Sort Of Celebrates Halloween And A Short Story Giveaway

Welcome to day 7 of our Halloween Booktacular Event. My blog along with Good Choice Reading Blog, Books With Bite Blog, Once Upon A Twilight Blog, An Avid Readers Musings Blog, AliseOnLife Blog, and Dark Readers Blog have been having some AMAZING authors stop by our blogs and giving away books. Mahalia knows how to write a HOT story. She will be giving away an ebook copy of her short story All Bets Are Off (which comes out on Halloween). Check out my review Here and bottom of this post. Since this is an erotic short story this giveaway is for 18+ and adult and since it's an ebook it is open internationally as long as you can accept ebooks. To enter just leave a comment with your e-mail address. Every story of her's I have ever read I have just loved. I hope after this you become as big a fan as me.

Happy Halloween!
I’m not much of a Halloween Person. We didn’t celebrate it very much, nor did my own kids. I had an issue when they were little with letting them speak to strangers and knock on doors when the rest of the year it wasn’t allowed. Instead we threw parties in our home and invited our friends, people I knew were safe. As they got older they were allowed to go trick or treating with friends in our neighborhood and now they hand out candy. The DH and I go to costume parties once and awhile or I go out with my girlfriends to the club having the best party.
I’m a bit of a sissy and I proclaim it proudly. I do NOT do scary….at all. I will have nightmares from movies for days. I barely could handle Freddie growing up. Sublime freaked me the H out and The Descent with the mutated humans or creatures as cannibals really scared the ish out of me! Instead I like to watch the humorous movies. I love Zombieland and the cheesier movies and Hocus Pocus, Casper, Wendy lol basically anything Teen Disney we watch in my house. Now that mine are into the spooky movies, I still hide out! What is your favorite Halloween Memory and Movie! One random commenter will win a copy of my short Halloween Read All Bets Are Off. Excerpt is below!

All Bets Are Off- A Halloween Tale


Militant bastards! Why did Brendon’s team get the good bids and her team the crap ones? The way the cards fall my ass. Jaynie closed her office door and popped her Bluetooth in her ear, contemplating how to tell her team they were stuck babysitting a team of professional hockey players at a Halloween party. Hockey wasn’t even in season.  If she went to her boss and screamed sexual discrimination, it’d only put her team deeper in the crapper. Yes, technically they were still the newbies, but how could her team prove competency without being thrust into the chaos of all things fucked? 
Uniformity was the key. She looked around her plain office, sucked her teeth and dialed Afrika’s number to break the news. “We didn’t get our bid, again.”
“You’re the only one who expected a complicated assignment. Damn, girl, you should rest easy. I mean what could be worse than babysitting a team of smoking hot hockey players?”
Afrika made sense but still it rankled. “It’s just—”
“Hot bodies, terrible tempers, and we get to calm them down if things turn to shit. What is wrong with your brain? Foreign dignitaries? Politicians? Boring. Going overseas now that would be fun but we just returned from field training. Why would you want to saddle us with that?”
“Status, to prove we can handle real shit. Ya know. To show when it comes down to it we’re just as prepared, just as good as Bren’s team.” She fiddled with her phone.
“But we’re not. Deep down you know we’re not as experienced as his team. They’ve been together for years. You’ve watched them, they don’t anticipate a thing, it’s like they read each other without thinking, just doing. Those jobs you want, we’re not ready for and why should we ask for those bids knowing we’re not on their level—yet? Give us another year together. We’ll get there, let the men be men. Our job isn’t bad. We’re with the number one personal security company worldwide. Others would salivate to be able to work any gig here, so quit pissing and moaning already.”
“I. Grr. Whose team are you on exactly?”
“Remind me you said that when we practice takedowns on the mats.  I got your back always chica, and right now you’ve got that tunnel vision that blocks common sense.”
Without knocking, a body moved into her line of vision and sat on the edge of her desk.  God, he smelled good.  “Afrika, I’ll call you back.” She punched her Bluetooth, disconnecting the call, sucked in a breath and when she looked up, hoped he didn’t notice her noticing him, not on the level she was at least. Dressed in a tight fitting shirt and black slacks he screamed sheer masculinity.  While her brain told her to avoid all contact, she couldn’t help the gravitational pull that happened in close proximity. “Do you ever knock?”
“When a door is closed.” Brendon reached over and plucked the device out of her ear, tossing it onto the desk. 
“Hey! What was that for?”
“So our little chat doesn’t get interrupted.”
“We’re not having a chat. You can leave just as you entered.”
“No sweets, not ‘til you tell me what your fuckin’ problem with me is.”
“You’re a sneak and an asshole.” Jaynie pushed her chair from her desk, desperate for some distance between them.
“You know damn well I wanted the last two jobs your team got.”
“Your team has to go through every step my team had to go through. There are no shortcuts sweets and if you can’t deal you and your team can leave.  The boss, for damn sure, isn’t going to jeopardize the lives of his employees or the targets we’re assigned to because an overzealous member feels slighted.”
“Scared of being beat by a girl?”
“Don’t push too hard, sweets, you might not like what you provoke.”
“Scared of a man like you? You may tower over me, and flash those brown eyes at me, but you don’t scare me. “She edged closer, ready to pull the tiger by the tail. “Let’s bet. The Halloween Party that’s here this weekend. Winner of best costume gets the gig.”
“You’re on, sweet cheeks, but when you lose, and you will, don’t bitch over the shit jobs I’ll sling your way.”
“Shit jobs?”
Brendon shoved off the desk and moved into her personal space.  He narrowed his eyes and rasped into her ear. “Never put your ambitions over the lives of your team. That’s why you haven’t received what you want.  See you at the party.” He turned and strode out of her office.

My review of All Bets Are Off:
All Bets Are Off is a great short story about two people who work together and have a love/hate relationship. Since this is written by Mahalia, you have to know there is a HOT scene in this story to get you all heated up. On a scale from 1-10 I give All Bets Are Off a 10. Even though it's a quickie (pun intended....lol) you will love every second of it. This Halloween everyone 18+ and Adult should pick up this short story and let the good times roll.

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Review Of All Bets Are Off (Short Story) By Mahalia Levey

All Bets Are Off By Mahalia Levey

Available: October 31,2011
ISBN: 978-1-61885-086-7
Source And Purchase: Secret Cravings Publishing (link to purchase HERE)
Age: 18+ and Adult


Jaynie Reynolds believes in her team. She promises them top jobs and wants to deliver on her word. The man she fantasizes about blocks her path.  Being ambitious comes at a price, locked away behind years of study and hard work a sensual woman lurked wanting to break free. With the company Halloween Party coming up, her main competitor is in for the surprise of his life.

Brendon Marshall enjoys his job. Strategy and tactical surveillance keep his mind alert and his skillset one of the best. One woman crawls under his skin and he burns to give it to her good. Setting an easy trap he sits back and waits for his plan to come to fruition.

All Bets Are Off is a great short story about two people who work together and have a love/hate relationship. Since this is written by Mahalia, you have to know there is a HOT scene in this story to get you all heated up. On a scale from 1-10 I give All Bets Are Off a 10. Even though it's a quickie (pun intended....lol) you will love every second of it. This Halloween everyone 18+ and Adult should pick up this short story and let the good times roll.

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Saturday, October 29, 2011

Halloween Booktacular: A True Spooky Story With Laurie Bowler Plus A Giveaway

Welcome to day 6 of our Halloween Booktacular Event. My blog along with Good Choice Reading Blog, Books With Bite Blog, Once Upon A Twilight Blog, An Avid Readers Musings Blog, AliseOnLife Blog, and Dark Readers Blog have been having some AMAZING authors stop by our blogs and giving away books. Today I have author Laurie Bowler stopping by (whose's stories I am so addicted to). Laurie is giving away Blood Thirsty Gruesome Tales, Hacked-Up, or Chilled To The Bone winners choice (you never know we just might be able to give away all 3 but no promises....^_^). Since Laurie lives in the UK these will have to be e-books. We don't want to have Laurie going broke this close to Halloween....LOL. To enter just leave a comment with your e-mail address. Now I unroll the red carpet and let Laurie takes us into her scary story.
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Bloodthirsty Gruesome Tales By Laurie Bowler

  • Format: Kindle Edition
  • File Size: 52 KB
  • Sold by: Amazon Digital Services
  • Language: English
  • ASIN: B005HS57JO
  • Blurb: 
Bloodthirsty Gruesome Tales

Bloodthirsty Gruesome Tales is a compilation of short horror stories by Laurie Bowler where readers can find the creepiest, most gruesome happenings and monsters.
Blood will be spilt, bodies will be torn apart, lives will be ruined and a shiver will creep down your spine when reading these stories!

The Sand Monster:
The creature that humans ran away from seeks his revenge after disobeying his mother and hides under the sand to capture his prey. As his hunger begins to spin out of control, he loses his patience. Find out what happens to those he has hunted.

Scared of the Dark:
While Melissa sleeps, her nightmares seem to come alive and beg her to stay and be with them. Waking after they start requires increasing effort. Will Melissa be able to wake up before the monsters drag her further into their dark creepy world?

The Torturous Family:
Sent away to live with her distant family in a remote part of the world, Bridgette becomes aware of strange occurrences involving her odd relatives. Bridgette’s curiosity leads her to follow her cousin to the ever remote and intriguing shed at the bottom of the garden. Find out what happens to Bridgette and the notorious shed.

Richard begins to notice that the list of missing persons in his village is beginning to get longer with each passing day. Deciding to investigate, he troubles the gossip landlady, Rose, for information. The information will lead Richard to uncover horrible myths and legends that have surrounded the village for some time.

                                           A weird but very true spooky story
                                                          Laurie Bowler

When I was growing up, we moved around and lived in so many different places and in new houses all the time, it never bothered me and I cannot remember much about the houses etc except for this one.
I was 12 when we moved in there, a normal average house, a massive garden that was split in half, my mother decided to have one half to use as the ‘posh’ area and the upper half myself and my siblings could use to play in. It had awesomely long grass, and because I was a bit of a tomboy I loved to collect insect, at the time, it was grasshoppers that I would inspect for some strange reason, I cannot think why I wanted to do that. Now, an insect comes near me and I run away screaming, I do not like creepy crawlies.

Anyway, while we were there loads of things started to happen, there was nothing that sparked it off at all. My younger sister woke up screaming one night, when we asked her what was wrong she swore blind that there were a couple of dogs asleep on the end of her bed. Now we did not have any dogs at all, the only animals we had were hamsters and gerbils so this was weird. Of course, I teased my sister intensely about what she saw but I was kid myself lol.
The next time anything spooky happened was to me. I was laid in bed with my eyes closed (pretending to be asleep so I wouldn’t get into trouble) and had this strange feeling that I was being watched, and then the bottom of my bed sunk down as if someone had sat on my bed.
Within minutes, the bed felt normal but my younger sister’s teddy was making a noise, this particular teddy had a pull string to activate the voice and it started talking. When I peeked over to my sisters side of the room the teddy was floating in the air, at first I thought my sister was messing about so I shouted at her and turned over in bed, fuming with her for trying to get her own back for all my teasing.

Then the sinking sensation on my bed started again, I did not want to look but at the time, I was incredibly curious to see what was happening. I pulled the duvet back and stared, one of my books was floating in the air, the pages were being turned on their own and I could this weird laughing that sounded female...

Spooked? Yes definitely. I scrambled out of bed, down the stairs and got into bed with my mother, and boy I did not live that down with my sisters.
It wasn’t until a few days later when my mother was talking to the elderly neighbour that he happened to mention an old woman had died a month before we had moved in, and she had two dogs that had died in the room my sister and me slept in. Coincidently the room we slept in was also the old woman’s bedroom.

So that was it, the house was haunted. My sister constantly made ghost noises at me, her way I suppose of getting me back for all my teasing lol.

The ghost was not dangerous though, at one point we had a trespasser in the back garden, this man jumped over the 6ft fence, whatever he wanted he certainly wouldn’t have got because we didn’t have much growing up. Anyway, he freaked out apparently; when the police arrived, he was standing still in the garden staring at my bedroom window. The police asked my mother if she had our grandmother staying with us, when we replied no, they were like so who is the old woman in the bedroom window. The old lady had manifested herself and scared away the intruder which was awesome, but I can say I didn’t really sleep all that good in that particular house and I wouldn’t go upstairs on my own either, logically there was nothing to be worried about but it was a ghost and I wasn’t taking any chances. Needless to say my sisters, one older and one younger thought me being scared as tomboyish as I was, was the most hilarious thing in the world and I constantly got teased and I never did live it down.

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Thursday, October 27, 2011

Halloween Booktacular: A Haunting Memory With Margeaux Laurent And A Giveaway

Welcome to day 4 of our Halloween Booktacular Event. My blog along with Good Choice Reading Blog, Books With Bite Blog, Once Upon A Twilight Blog, An Avid Readers Musings Blog, AliseOnLife Blog, and Dark Readers Blog have been having some AMAZING authors stop by our blogs and giving away books. Stopping by today I have the extremely talented writer Margeaux Laurent. Margeaux wrote such an incredible story titled Spellbound: The Awakening Of Aislin Collins (Spellbound Series Book #1) which she will be giving away a paperback copy of today. You can read my review Here. Giveaway is open to U.S. only and the book will be sent by the author. To enter leave a comment with your e-mail address. Trust me when I say this is a must read for anyone who is interested in witches and/or witch craft and learning some history behind witch and slave persecution. Margeaux has stopped by today to tell us all about a haunting memory she had. Sit back, relax, and lets start this haunting story....
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Spellbound: The Awakening Of Aislin Collins (Spellbound Series Book #1) By Margeaux Laurent

  • Paperback: 304 pages
  • Publisher: iUniverse.com (March 14, 2011)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1450296203
  • ISBN-13: 978-1450296205


"I have many secrets, but the one I must hide at all costs is the one that keeps threatening to surface. I turned from the woman’s screams as the flames licked at her feet. I started to run, but I was stopped by a booming voice, “Witch!” the man roared as he pointed at . . . ME? I was terror-struck, completely powerless against the witch hunter." 

The witch hunter’s eyes locked onto mine and time suspended. In that moment, my life was forever changed. As an evil force overtook me, I was carried away, protected by a mysterious stranger who disappeared as quickly as he arrived. Now, the witch hunter haunts my every step, and my protector appears in my every dream. I am undeniably in love, but mother is suspicious. Rumors have spread through town. Something evil has settled here. It lurks in the woods, cloaked by dark magic. Animals have been found mutilated, and men patrol the forest to hunt this unknown malice. They will not find the creature, it is not interested in them. It is after me. I am a witch, and the creature is the servant of the witch hunter. I am their prey.

                                                A Haunting Memory
                                                 Margeaux Laurent
     I have many wonderful Halloween memories, yet one of the spookiest memories
that stays with me to this day did not happen during Halloween, but three days before
     When I was nine years old, my mother and I decided to spend the holiday in historic
Williamsburg, Virginia. We drove in from New Jersey, and arrived around one o’clock in the
morning. It was a bitterly cold December night and the wind was so strong that it chilled to
the bone.
     We first went to the main hotel, where they gave my mother a key to the historic
home that we would be residing in for the week. I remember waiting by one of the grand
fireplaces in the main lobby of the hotel while my mother was checking in. I was holding my
frozen hands over the grate of the fireplace and feeling the heat of the flames. Begrudgingly,
I followed my mother back to the car and we set out to in search of our lodging.
     The ride didn’t take long, but once again, I found myself shivering as we lugged our
many suitcases into the adorable little house. Much of the house, I do not remember, only
that it was a small Colonial cottage, with a little yard and a white picket fence. We walked
through the main door that led directly into the bedroom. The interior was beautiful,
decorated with a large four-poster bed that was covered in beige linens with soft red floral
accents that gave the room a welcoming air. I happily crawled under the covers while my
mother tried to unpack, and I began to fall asleep. It was a rude awakening when she shook
me hard and told me that we had to leave the house, the heating wasn’t working and she
couldn’t get the room to warm up.
     I remember stumbling to the car in my pajamas and waiting with the heat on as my
mother dragged herself back to the main hotel and arranged for us to move into another
house. Within minutes, she came back out, once again we drove down the quiet streets, and
finally, we parked along the side of a two story, white Colonial home. It had a long white
picket fence that ran along the side of the house and a small gate that we pressed through in
order to reach the home. With the snow softly falling around us, my mother took in the
scene, mentioning how she thought that this moment would make a lovely picture if only
her camera wasn’t buried in one of our suitcases. I looked up at the house and cringed. For
some reason, as I looked at it I began to feel threatened. As desperate as I was to get into a
warm bed, I didn’t want to go any further.
     My mother ignored my complaints and unlocked the door to the home. Directly in
front of us stood a narrow staircase, sandwiched between two white walls, which led to the
room where we would be staying. I looked up the narrow staircase and felt as though
someone was staring back down at me. I didn’t see anything that would give me alarm, but
yet I felt threatened. I stepped backwards towards the front door and I felt my mother’s
hand press into my back as she pushed me forward to get me up the stairs and into bed.
     Upstairs, I was surprised to find an absolutely charming room. A large queen sized
bed covered in soft cream colored linens was on the wall opposite the entrance, and there
was a bathroom directly across from it. On the far end of the room there was a raised area
where a television and two chairs were placed by a small window.
     My mother tucked me into bed and explained that she had brought one suitcase up,
but was too tired get the rest of the luggage from our car. She quickly unpacked her small
suitcase, changed into her nightclothes and got into the room’s only bed where she quickly
fell asleep.
     I lay on my back, eyes open, staring at the ceiling. It was an old home and prone to
noises. I heard each creak and pop of the house settling with a heightened sense of fear.
Finally, around four in the morning, I gave up trying to sleep and moved to the television
area, where I sat in one of the lounge chairs and flipped through the channels. I wasn’t
interested in watching television, but I was afraid to fall asleep.
     Meanwhile, I heard movement all over out little room. The water turned on and off
in the bathroom, the sound of soft footsteps seemed to pace back and forth, floorboards
creaked, murmured voices teased my mind. I thought that it might have been the people
who were staying downstairs and I tried to calm down. I remember continually glancing over
at my mother where she slept. She kept shifting until finally she sat up in bed and screamed,
“Margeaux, stop kicking me!”
     “Mom, I’m not in bed!” I said, in an alarmed voice.
     She rubbed her eyes and looked over at me in shock. I was sitting on the far end of
the room, nowhere near her. She demanded that I come to bed and turn the television off,
and with great reluctance, I did. With the television on, I could blame any out of place noise
on it…but with the television off, I could hear every single sound in the room as though it
was amplified.
     My mother slept through the rest of the night, and we spent a lovely day in historical
sections of the town. We shopped, watched a few live reenactments, and had dinner at
George Washington’s favorite tavern. The day was bright and cheery, but as soon as we
crossed through the gate that led to the home, my stomach tightened and I was again on
     The scenario started out the same as the night before, but this night, my mother
would not be able to escape the spirit in our room through her exhaustion.
     After she took her nightly shower, she noticed a large bruise on her outer right thigh.
“I told you that you kicked me,” she complained, as she lifted her robe and pointed to her
dark blue mark.
     I tried to explain that I hadn’t, but she didn’t seem to believe me. We both climbed
into bed and she turned off the light. Now, I was the one who was exhausted and could no
longer fight the urge to fall asleep. My dreams were filled with nightmares, of my mother
crying and pleading, and of chaos all around us. Although I can no longer remember the
details of the dream, I do remember the feeling that accompanied them…terror. Around
two in the morning I heard my mother rustling around the room and I felt a cold compress
being placed on my forehead. I stirred and she asked me to sit up as she poured a children’s
pain killer into a dosage cup. When I sat up, I shivered, and realized that I had been sweating
so much that my back was soaked.
     “I’m sorry,” she said as she placed the cup in my hand, “I should have believed you.
We’ll leave as soon as the sun rises.”
     I blinked hard and looked at my mother. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was very
tense. As I took the medicine she spoke, “You were sleeping on the far end of the bed and I
felt something hit me again. I thought you had done it, but you were nowhere near me.”
     As she tucked me back in, she stood up, “I’ll wake you in a little bit, but try to sleep.”
     The medicine knocked me out and I slept until I heard a crashing sound. I sat up in
bed to see light shining through the windows and my mother throwing our suitcases down
the stairs.
     “You can change at the hotel,” she said over her shoulder, “We need to leave now.”
     Her words and her tone frightened me so much that I rushed from the bed and ran
down the steps. We both dragged our luggage to the car and she sped to the hotel.
     “I had terrible dreams last night” I said, as I rubbed my eyes.
     “Of what?” she asked as we turned into the main hotel’s parking lot.
     I thought back and tried to remember, “I dreamt that you were begging for someone
to leave you alone…and that the television kept turning on and off.” I said slowly.
     She shook her head, but didn’t look in my direction, “You didn’t dream that.” She
slammed on the brakes as we slid into a spot and she quickly got out of the car.
     When we reached the checkout counter, a manager who my mother was familiar
with looked at us with great concern. “Are you two alright?” the young man asked with
     I could see my mother struggling to admit why we left the room and she just handed
him the key. As he looked down at it, his expression changed, “You weren’t booked in that
home…” he said with confusion.
     My mother explained that we had to switch from the room he had placed us in and
he nodded nervously.
     “The night clerk didn’t know any better,” he said with caution
     “Didn’t know what?” my mother asked with narrowed eyes.
     He looked uncomfortable and spoke in a quiet voice as a few employees walked by.
“I will put you in another house that I know isn’t haun…” he stopped as a hotel guest
meandered through the lobby.
     My mother shook her head, “No. We’re going home.”
     We walked back to the car and began the long drive home. We had planned to stay
for a full week, but left after two nights. Although my mother raced to get us home as
quickly as possible, we could never put that night behind us. To this day, it reminds me that
there is more to nature than what we can see with our own eyes, and even though we cannot
see it, doesn’t mean it can’t see us.

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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Halloween Booktacular: A Giveaway With Kiki Howell Plus Her Top 10 List Of Things She Loves About Halloween

Welcome to day 3 of our Halloween Booktacular Event. My blog along with Good Choice Reading Blog, Books With Bite Blog, Once Upon A Twilight Blog, An Avid Readers Musings Blog, AliseOnLife Blog, and Dark Readers Blog have been having some AMAZING authors stop by our blogs and giving books away. Today on my blog I have author Kiki Howell. I love her work and I was so excited she agreed to come by today and give everyone her top 10 list of things she loves about Halloween. Not only has she addes a fun Halloween recipe everyone can try at home but she is also giving away a copy of one of her stories. Winner can choose one of Kiki's "witchy" stories. Winner can choose an ebook* of:Torn Asunder (my personal favorite, my review Here), Rituals, A Modern Day Witch Hunt, The Healing Spell, or The Witch's Beast or print book copy of: Torn Asunder or Mordern Day Witch Hunt. *Please note that only ebooks are open to international readers and U.S. readers have a choice of either an ebook or print book. Print books come with a Witch's Hat & Broom Book Thing. Most books are for 18+ and older. Information on her stories can be found HERE. Now I turn the blog over to Kiki so she can tell you all what she loves about Halloween.
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Torn Asunder By Kiki Howell

  • Paperback: 224 pages
  • Publisher: CreateSpace (October 9, 2010)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1453816895
  • ISBN-13: 978-1453816899

Aubrey Griffen is a witch whose true reasons for coming to London soon fall to the wayside when she catches the eye of Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury. He seduces her into a whirlwind romance until the lies and threats of his mother force her to flee to Triaill Brimuir, a secret island of her ancestors off the coast of Ireland. Edmund goes after her only to be hit by Aubrey's confusion and anger when she magically transforms him into an elemental beast of her own creation. However, it is when Edmund's lust mysteriously turns him back into a man that the couple are forced to deal with a family secret and untold of powers. Now, Edmund must learn to shift himself into the beast in order to save her in a battle of black verses white magic. Fraught with scenes of explicit intimacy, romantic spells and mystical shapeshifting, Torn Asunder is a unique blending of the age of manners with sexual magic.

Ten Things I Love About Halloween
1. The Color Black - Getting to paint my fingernails black without my kids telling me I am too old to do that ;)
2. Costumes - Wearing a witch’s hat and witch’s high heeled shoes and getting away with it.
3. Special Food - Making Witch’s Gorp (recipe below) and eating it with hot chocolate topped with Halloween-shaped and decorated Marshmallows that my mother always finds. Also, we have a Fear Factor Cookbook we like to make things from, and I am always on the look-out for the new recipes in magazines that are equally as gross.
4. Candy – I am a junkie! Wow, can’t even list favorites, but I’ll try: Reece’s Nutrageous Bar, York Peppermint Pattie Bats, Hairbo Gummi Bears and Sour Patch Kids, for a start!
5. Special Movies – Watching old favorites like Practical Magic and The Covenant.
6. Scary Movies – I like watching a few new scary movies as well, new ones because I like the special effects ;) Of course, I am pretty much alone in this endeavor in my house!
7. TV Specials - Watching all the Halloween specials on TV with my kids.  
8. Decorations – I like to drape the fireplace in torn gray netting hung from black iron candle holders and set up a mini graveyard with bones and pumpkins of all shapes, colors and sizes. We even have a set of bloody handprints for the fireplace doors. Oh, and I toss about a few black roses for the tombstones :)
9. Decorations Part II – No one asks about all of the witchy stuff I have sitting around my writing room all year long for a month *giggles*
10. Books – I am like this with every holiday, I love to read the holiday books to put me in even more of the mood than I already am. This year I am lucky enough to get to be reviewing four! Can’t wait! It is really an inspiring month for a witchy writer like me to write in as well :)

Witch’s Gorp Recipe

Mix one box of Crunch N’ Munch with about half a box of Milk Duds and Candy Corn. Melt a Hershey’s Milk Chocolate Bar and drizzle over mix, stirring only slightly to drizzle not coat. Place in a plastic cauldron decorating with gummy worms on top. Serve with black ladle. 

I am telling you that with some hot chocolate and a movie, candles burning all over the room, this is a perfect family evening. We all look forward to it every year, and usually it kicks off the 13 Night of Halloween on ABC Family or whichever special comes on first. Of course, now that I have teen boys, I hope the tradition continues. I promise not to tell anyone! LOL

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Monday, October 24, 2011

Halloween Booktacular: Interview And Giveaway With Michelle M. Pillow

Welcome to our Halloween Booktacular Event. My blog along with Good Choice Reading Blog, Books With Bite Blog, Once Upon A Twilight Blog, An Avid Readers Musings Blog, AliseOnLife Blog, and Dark Readers Blog are having some AMAZING authors stop by between today October 24th all the way through October 31st. There will be interviews, guest posts, top 10 lists, and of course GIVEAWAYS. During this event I will have 5 totally FANTASTIC authors stopping by and each will give away 1 incredible story. Today I have Michelle M. Pillow who I have been DYING to have on my blog since I started blogging back in '09. She is such a phenomenal writer, as well as, an avid horror movie fan which fits in well with this Halloween event....^_^.  Michelle has stopped by today to let me interview her and to give away an e-book (18+ or older) copy of my all time favorite book by her's King Of The Unblessed (Realm Immortal Series Book #1). You can read my review Here. If you would like to win an e-book copy of King Of The Unblessed just leave a comment with your e-mail address. You don't have to be a blog follower but if you would like to that would be great too....^_^. Giveaway ends 11:59 P.M. EST on October 30,2011. Now just sit back, relax and let's kick off this Halloween Booktacular with a bang....
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  • King Of The Unblessed (Realm Immortal Series Book #1) By Michelle M. Pillow
  • Paperback: 240 pages
  • Publisher: Samhain Publishing (January 5, 2010)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1605045152
  • ISBN-13: 978-1605045153


The choice is simple: go with him or die.

Realm Immortal, Book One

Merrick, dark elfin King of Valdis, had once been heir to all that was good—happiness and pleasure his domain. Now, trapped as the ruler of mischief, king of necessary evil, he stands on a precipice of choice. On one side, his estranged brother, now ruler of what should have been Merrick’s, and on the other, King Lucien of the Damned. Both would sway him. Damnation is winning.

Lady Juliana of Bellemare is from a human family, protected by the Blessed, coveted by the Damned. Betrothed to an old friend of her father’s, Juliana is resigned to living out her days close to her childhood home, longing for an adventure, never dreaming she’d get what she wished for. When her fiancé is murdered and the children of Bellemare are stolen, Juliana is sent on a quest in a strange realm where appearances are deceiving.

Merrick brings more adventure and passion than any woman could want. Can she withstand the temptations of the Unblessed king? The spell she weaves over him is more than he can resist and, desperate to be the one to rule her, Merrick offers her a choice; either come with him until he tires of her…or die.

Warning: This book contains hot sex, violence, trickster goblins, overly helpful sprights, a king of necessary evil who lives to get his way and a woman who would dare to deny him.

1) Can you tell us a little bit about your Realm Immortal Series?

The idea sprung from my love of the movie Labyrinth. I always hated the ending. I wanted Sarah to stay with Jareth. I didn’t want to rewrite the movie, but the thought started there and transformed into an immortal realm where magical being existed and where greater and lesser creatures ruled over a complicated world. Three of the main rulers are Lucien of the Damned (Evil), Ean of the Blessed (Good), and Merrick of the Unblessed (Necessary Evil).

2) How much of yourself, if any, did you put into your characters?

I enjoy making up stories, worlds and characters. Part of the fun of writing is research and learning new things—things that I don’t do. I’m sure some of myself slips into them, but usually it’s like Morrigan’s avoidance of cooking and cleaning, or her love of red toe nail polish in Dragon Lords: The Barbarian Prince. Or, like in Bit By The Bug, my experience as a photographer.

3) If you were stuck on a deserted island what 5 things would be a must?

A boat with full crew—cruise ship size would work. A satellite phone. Stockpile of food. Plenty of water. A really cute hero to pass the time with. LOL I’m not much for surviving out in the middle of nowhere. I usually plan my trips.

4) Did you always want to be a writer or did you see yourself taking a different career path?

I started as a photographer. I really thought that is where my career would go, though I did enjoy writing. Now photography has taken a back seat to the writing career, though I’m making efforts to do it more. I love creating stories, whether with pictures or words.

5) What do you find most challenging about writing?

Explaining to people that it’s not just a matter of sitting down and writing. It’s a process that takes a lot of emotional and physical energy, plus time. Three hours at the computer can either be really productive or merely produce a few hundred words.

6) Lady Juliana and Merrick are such wonderful characters. How did you come up with them? Are they based on people you know or are they just completely from your own imagination?

Merrick is one of my favorites. As King of the Unblessed, he is the ruler of necessary evil. Everything he is—his power, his very being—is tied to necessary evils. Unfortunately for him, he was born to be King of the Blessed (good). He can’t escape evil but is tortured by what he once knew. For this reason, he is not sure he can feel love.

Juliana represents everything Merrick is not. She’s from a blessed family. She’s mortal and idealistic, innocent and trusting.

I never base my characters of real people. It’s the fastest way to stop the flow of words because I worry about what the real person would do rather than what the character I made would do. I consider character building as important, if not more so, than world building.

7) Is there any genre you would like to try your hand at writing but just haven't had the chance to write?

I’ve written in several romance fiction genres—fantasy, futuristic, contemporary, historical, paranormal, and about every combination thereof. I love challenges and trying new things, so I’m open to new jobs and ideas. I’d like to work on a nonfiction project, a photography book, and maybe a young adult romance.

8) On average how long does it take you to write one of your novels?

It really depends on the book. Something that takes more research, like a historical where facts need to be accurate, take longer. That said, I work an average of 15-18 hours a day and am very prolific. Most longer novels with a lot of research will take about two months.

9) If you could check off one or two things from your bucket list what would they be and why?

I have a huge bucket lists. I’m actually a list person, so there are a ton of things I still want to do and try. A couple of the top ones are: I want to be either a zombie or the screaming chick that gets killed in the beginning credits of a horror movie. I want to travel to every country in the world.

10) What do you have coming up next?

I’m always working on new books. Currently, I’m working on four brand new Dragon Lords titles. They will start releasing soon from The Raven Books (www.theravenbooks.com). The books focus on the Princes’ noble cousins.

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