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Title: Wilde Riders
Author: Savannah Young
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Audience: Adults
Formats: eBook and Paperback
Publisher: Short on Time Books
Cover By: Tony Bryson
Editor: Shirley Pearson
Pages: 190
ISBN-10: 978-1495442971
ISBN-13: 1495442977
ASIN: B00IDWDWJ8
Expected Publishing Date: February 23, 2014
 












 

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FOUR WILDE BROTHERS…ONE WILDE COUNTRY BAND
WILDE RIDERS is the first novel in a spicy new contemporary romance series about four sexy brothers, their small-town bar and their local country band. WILDE RIDERS can be read as a STAND ALONE NOVEL or as part of the SERIES.
Cooper Wilde spent his entire adolescence counting the days until he could escape rural northwest New Jersey. Now at 26, he can’t believe he’s coming back. But his late father’s bar, Haymakers, is in financial trouble and his older brother, Jake, has asked for Cooper’s help.
Riley Smith, 25, is fresh out of her Ivy League MBA program and wants to make an impression on her employer, H & C Bank. Her first solo assignment is a fraud investigation on a business loan they made to Haymakers.
Even though Old Town is less than 90 minutes from New York City, Riley feels like she’s stepped into another world in this remote, one-bar town. Riley can’t wait to do her business and get back to the city as quickly as her sports car will take her…until she meets Cooper Wilde. He’s not like the other guys in this rural town and Riley feels inexplicably attracted to him.

 
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Excerpt-
The drive into New Jersey is exhausting. My only saving grace is that most of the traffic is going into the city instead of out of the city like I am. You’ve got to love those bridge and tunnel guys. I wouldn’t date one but I have a little bit of respect for them. The commute into Manhattan turns a nine hour work day into an eleven hour one, if you’re lucky. I can feel my stomach start to knot as I get further away from the city and further away from civilization. Pretty soon I’ll be in the sticks surrounded by woods and farmland. I can almost smell the manure that will no doubt take days to completely rid from my nasal passages. I pray that I don’t run into any animals, especially cows, which are huge, smelly and completely freak me out. The only live animals I ever care to see have to fit comfortably in a handbag, like a Chihuahua or Teacup Poodle, for example.
I have an appointment with a man named Jake Wilde. He asked me to come early, before the place opens at noon, so he could give me his full attention. I try to imagine what someone named Jake Wilde would look like and all I can come up with is an old gunslinger like Clint Eastwood in Unforgiven.
As I pull into Old Town the place looks exactly like I thought it would. The buildings in the town square are old and I image the place hasn’t changed much in the last hundred years or so.
Haymakers is just past the town square, down the hill from the deli, next to the gas station. Those were the exact directions I was given, in those words. I take that to mean the town only has one gas station and one deli.
When I pull into the parking lot, there’s only one other vehicle sitting there. It’s an old beat-up Dodge Ram. Nothing like fitting the country bumpkin stereotype like a glove. I have a brief moment of panic and wonder if it’s safe to park my BMW in the dirt lot. Then I remind myself where I am. Who is going to mess with it in the middle of the day? A stray deer from the woods out back? The only thing I probably have to worry about is it getting dusty.
I take in a deep breath. I have to be thankful there’s no manure smell yet. The quicker you do this, I remind myself, the quicker you can get back to the lovely asphalt jungle you call home.
I’m hit with a gust of wind as soon as I get out of my car. How is it possible that Old Town is even windier than lower Manhattan? I didn’t think I’d ever find a place windier than Wall Street. Even the Windy City didn’t seem this windy when I had business in Chicago.
When I enter the bar, I try to smooth down my thick hair, which I know is probably a complete mess from the gust. I’m surprised by the homey feel of the place. How could someone like me possibly feel at home in a country bar? Even if I was wearing jeans and cowboy boots, if I even owned jeans and cowboy boots, I wouldn’t fit in at a place like this.
I hear someone clear his throat and I turn to see a guy about my age, mid-twenties, standing next to me. I can’t help my surprise when I see he’s wearing khakis and a polo shirt, like he just stepped off of a golf course. He looks as out of place in this country bar as I feel.
“Are you Jake Wilde?” I ask.
The guy gives me the faintest hint of a smile but it’s almost as if it pains him to give that much. His deep brown eyes look even more distressed and I can’t help but wonder what’s behind those sad eyes.
He rakes his fingers through his thick dark hair. “A little windy out, isn’t it?”
My hand automatically goes to my hair and I try to casually flatten it down again. I imagine I must look like I just stepped out of a wind tunnel.
“Your hair looks fine,” the guy tries to assure me. But he’s got that hint of a smile on his face again and it makes me wonder if he’s lying just to make me feel better.
“I’m Cooper Wilde,” the guy says as he offers a hand.
I don’t know why I suddenly feel nervous about shaking it. It’s a business meeting. That’s what people do. But the way this guy is looking at me gives me the feeling that he might be interested in more than just business.
But I’m not, I remind myself. Not only because I’ve all but sworn off men, I’m here to do a job. I’ve been working for H & C Bank for two years and this is my first solo assignment as a lead investigator. If I continue to do well, I’ll be well on my way to becoming a Vice President before I turn thirty. I don’t need a man to throw me off my career trajectory. And definitely not some guy in a country bar in rural New Jersey.
I take his hand and give it a quick shake but I can’t bring my-self to look into his smoldering eyes again. “I’m Riley Smith.”
“I figured that,” Cooper says.
“Why is that?”
That hint of a smile has returned to his face again. “We don’t often get women in business suits in the bar.”
I’m not sure why I’m suddenly overcome with the urge to get a real smile out of Cooper Wilde. I don’t know even know the guy but it somehow seems important. I get the feeling he hasn’t really smiled in a while and it’s long overdue.
Not that I’ve had much occasion for real smiles myself lately.
“My brother will be here in a minute or two. He’s just printing a few documents from the computer. Purchase orders and receipts.”
I nod and look around the place. From the outside, I thought it was going to be a dive but the place actually has character. I can tell the wooden bar is old, and it looks hand carved, as do the barstools. There’s a large stage area that looks new. That’s one of the expenses I was charged with investigating. I try to image what the place looks like filled with patrons watching a local band play on a Friday night.
“Ms. Smith?” I hear a deeper male voice say.
I look up to see another guy approaching. He also looks around my age, mid-twenties, but he looks more like what I’d expect inside a country bar. He’s wearing a white button down shirt with jeans and cowboy boots. His hair is lighter than Cooper’s and his face is rounder, more boyish, but there’s definitely a family resemblance between these two guys. They’re both about the same height, around six feet, with athletic builds, like they play sports.
“I’m Jake Wilde,” the lighter haired guy says.
I try not to laugh as I look at Jake. He’s young, attractive and nothing like Clint Eastwood in Unforgiven. So much for my speculation about his name.
I notice Jake has papers in his hands. “Maybe we should have a seat at one of the tables.” He motions to a table closest to us.
“Would you like something to drink?” he asks. Jake has one thing that Cooper doesn’t. An absolutely killer smile. It’s the kind of smile that can probably get any girl into bed in a matter of minutes. Well, any girl except me. I no longer fall for guys with smiles like that. It hurts too much the next morning when they say they’ll call you, and give you that smile, and you know they’re lying and you’ll never hear from them again.
“I’ll take some water,” I reply.
Jake actually winks at me before he turns to head towards the bar. The guy knows how to charm people I’ll give him credit for that.
I notice Cooper now has the papers in his hand. Without saying anything, he sits down and I follow.
“I think this is everything you’ll need as far as the fraud investigation is concerned. We’ve got purchase orders for all of the improvements as well as receipts for the completed work. You’re sitting at one of the new tables right now. And you can see the new stage from here. I’d be happy to take you up to the new roof, if you’d like to see it.”
Cooper pushes the stack of papers toward me. I quickly thumb through them. I’ll make a few phone calls when I get back into the city to verify everything and cover my butt. At first glance, though, everything looks clean. It doesn’t seem like a case of fraud, more likely poor bookkeeping.
“The loan hasn’t been paid in months,” I say even though that’s not really my department. I’m here only for the fraud investigation. They’ll be dealing with someone else regarding the default on the loan.
“I know,” Cooper says, and I can see more darkness over-shadow his already dark eyes. “I’m going to try and fix that.”
Jake comes back with three bottles of water. “Bottle okay or would you like a glass?” he asks.
“Bottle is fine,” I say.
Jake sets the bottles down on the table and takes the seat right next to me. I’m a little taken aback by how much space he commands. And not just because of his size. It’s his energy—his being—that’s so large.
“So what did I miss?” Jake asks.
Cooper eyes his brother and I can see there’s a little bit of animosity between them. Or at least there is on Cooper’s part. Jake seems kind of oblivious to it.
Cooper rubs his temple and says, “I was just telling Miss Smith that we’re willing to cooperate with her investigation in any way we can. I’ve given her all of the documents she’ll need.”
“Great,” Jake says. He gives me another one of his charming smiles then looks at me like he’s undressing me with his eyes.
I reflexively pull my suit jacket tighter even though I’m revealing nothing. I’m wearing a conservative button-down banker’s suit but I still feel like Jake can see through it somehow.
“I’ll look at the papers more closely when I get back to the city. I assume these are copies I can take with me?”
“Of course,” Cooper replies. The guy is all business. It’s in sharp contrast to his brother who seems more like a non-stop-party kind of guy.
“Did you decide if you want to see the roof?” Cooper asks.
When Jake laughs, Cooper glares at him.
“What?” Jake says. “If that’s supposed to be a pick up line, you’ve got a lot of work to do.”
“It’s not a pick-up line,” Cooper says through clenched teeth.
Still grinning, Jake asks, “You’re really going to show her the roof?”
“It’s not necessary,” I state. The last place I want to be is in the middle of these two guys’ drama. There’s obviously a lot more going on than just showing me the roof.
Jake leans close to me and I catch a whiff of his cologne. It’s a spicy and masculine. “Why don’t you let me show you the new stage we had built?”
I can feel the heat radiating from his muscular body and I’m quickly reminded by my body’s reaction that I haven’t had sex in over six months.
I gulp. “That’s not necessary.”
I can feel several beads of sweat roll down my forehead. I’m getting hot, and it’s not because of the temperature of the room has changed. It’s Jake’s closeness to me.
I jump from my chair. “I have everything I need.” I feel like waving the papers in front of my face like a fan but I refrain. I just need to get out of the bar and away from Jake. Then I’ll be fine.
That’s what I tell myself anyway.
Cooper rises from the table and gives me an odd look. I wish I could figure out what it would take to make the guy smile but I can’t stay next to Jake a minute longer. He’s like catnip and I’m the cat. I need to escape and get some fresh air.
“Thank you both for your cooperation,” I say.
“You’ll let us know if you need anything else?” Cooper asks.
“I will. It was a pleasure meeting you.” I put out my hand for Cooper to shake.
This time, when he touches me, I make a point of looking into his eyes. They seem to have gotten even darker and deeper in just the last few minutes and that makes me even more curious about him.
Business, I remind myself. You’re here for business and then it’s back to the city.
“It was nice meeting you, too,” Cooper says and once again, he only gives me the hint of a smile.
When Jake clears his throat, it breaks the moment between me and Cooper. I’m embarrassed that I lost control. I’m supposed to be a professional.
I noticed Jake has his hand out and I realize he wants me to shake it. The last thing I want is to do is touch Jake. I don’t want to get caught up in his charismatic web like a fly.
I give him a ridiculous wave instead and I feel like an idiot when he frowns.
“I’d better get going,” I say as I turn and make my way toward the door.
When I look back at the two brothers, they’re both staring at me. I don’t know why that makes me so nervous. I don’t plan on ever seeing either one of them again.
When I’m finally outside, I take in a deep breath of what I think will be fresh air and instead, I’m assaulted by the small of cow manure.
Great. Just great.
I hop into my car and turn the air conditioning up as high as it will go. I take in another deep breath and try to get the stench of cow dung out of my nasal passages. I can’t believe I’m shaking. I’m not sure if it’s because of Cooper or Jake. Maybe it’s a little of both. But I’m definitely rattled.
I just need to get out of Old Town and get back to the city, I tell myself. Then things will get back to normal.
As I put the car into reverse and begin to pull out of my parking space, I keep thinking: I just need to get out of here and get back to the city.
When I step on the accelerator to go forward, I drive right into an old Chevy pick-up truck that’s headed straight for me.


Wilde Riders Playlist
Wilde Riders is a story about four brothers and their alternative country band. This romance novel is unique in that it includes the lyrics of an original song by singer/songwriter Dan Patrick Fulton. The song, “Summer” is the first song the Wilde Riders play when they are reunited.
Here’s a link to the song:  Summer
Others songs by Dan Patrick Fulton that inspired this book include:



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Title: Running in the Dark: Bessina & Trace
Author: Inger Iversen
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Audience: New & Young Adult
Formats: E-Book & Paperback
Publisher: Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly
Cover By: Eden Crane Design
Editor: Red Adept Publishing
Pages: 235 pages
Publishing Date: 19 April 2014










 
 
Trace’s job has always revolved around death. Trace is a Watcher, a position created assist to the undead to their final resting place without alerting humans of the vampire race. Whether his job is to witness the death of a fellow vampire or deal it, Trace has learned that being a Grim Reaper isn’t what he thought it would be. After years of killing, he’s ready for a new job, a new life, or to just disappear. When Bessina becomes his new target after she witnesses the death of fellow vampires Sam and Hope, Trace is ready to eliminate her—until a strange course of events turns the tables and has Trace protecting Bessina from his boss and running for his life.







Trace could see countless emotions play across the girl’s heart-shaped face, but the one that immobilized him was the instant attraction he’d seen in her alarmed gaze. Though she tried to hide it with indifference, for some reason it had Trace rethinking his next move.
“Ready?” he asked, holding his hand out to her, effectively breaking the spell he’d held over her.
She held her shirt close to her chest and shook her head. “Look—”
Trace smiled as she tried to loosen the effects of the pain medicine.
“I’m not going anywhere with you, and as soon as Officer Flores comes back, I’m going to explain to her that you are some loon from the streets that’s trying to get me to join some Kool-Aid drinking cult and have her arrest your crazy butt.” She pointed her finger at him and opened her mouth to speak again.
Before she could, Trace moved. He had had every intention of taking the girl and doing the job that he’d been trained to do, but as soon as he looked into her cinnamon gaze, he closed the space between them and pulled her tightly into his arms. Her small, warm frame trembled.
“Shh… I am not going to hurt you.” He’d never said that to a person before, but to her, it felt so damned true. He hoped it was simply meant to calm her until his head was back on the job and he would actually be able to carry out his orders.
Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears as her spine stiffened and she glared up at him. “Yes, you are. That’s why you came.” Her lips trembled with fear.
Trace placed one open palm on her back and the other on her hip, locking her in place. “And why do you say that?” Shit, he was asking for trouble the longer her held her warm body.
He made the mistake of looking down into her odd cinnamon gaze. She was young, but he could tell that she’d been through some hard things and come out on top. He wondered what price she’d paid in order to escape what life had thrown at her.
Trace realized how unfair her situation was. The sadness in her eyes, the way she held herself, and the spunk that she had thrown at him earlier made him smile inwardly. She was a woman that deserved a second chance.
“Because you know what I saw,” Bessina admitted, finally realizing that there was no escaping him without help.
The resignation in her eyes angered Trace. He leaned in, and to his surprise, she didn’t pull away. “Hmm… I recall you telling me that you saw nothing.”
He was making a mistake. He never left loose ends. Never.
As the girl’s body melted into his embrace, Trace couldn’t help but lean closer to her scent. He gently placed his lips to her neck. Her soft gasp pulled him back into reality. He could never have her, and if he wanted to keep her safe, he’d have to get far away from her.






 
 
 




Inger Iversen lives in Virginia Beach with her tree-hugging boyfriend Joshua and her overweight lap cat Max. When not reading or writing she spends her time watching reruns of True Blood or killing zombies in Call Of Duty.

 
 
 
 
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Author Interview with Candy Crum, author of The Eternal Gift

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Today on the blog we have author Candy Crum with us. Candy is the author of one of today’s book blasts The Eternal Gift. We would like to thank Candy for stopping by and sharing with us.

 

About Candy:

clip_image002Candy Crum lives in Indiana and is the Author of “The Eternal Series” and other short stories. She published her first novel, The Eternal Gift, in May of 2011 and has been publishing ever since. Candy is an avid lover of the paranormal genre, stemming from years of reading the Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice when she was a teenager. Later, she developed a deep love of the Vampire Academy Series by Richelle Mead and the House of Night Series by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, furthering her love of the genre and pushing her to really push to finish and publish her novel.

Since then, Candy has released three other books in The Eternal Series and will release another later in 2014. Now, Candy is trying her hand at more contemporary pieces of work, like that of Lean on Me and other books she will release in 2014.

Some of Candy’s interests include the usual reading and writing, music (of most types), movies (action and comedy or any combination of the two), cartoons (she loves to say that her children watch cartoons because she does), and drawing. She loves talking with her fans and loves reading the reviews that her fans are kind enough to leave for her. Always feel free to find Candy on Facebook and send her a message!

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Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?

My first passion was nursing – which comes through in The Eternal Series. I absolutely love it and it’s something that I plan to get back into one day. I want to finish my degree. I don’t plan to stop writing. I just want that degree and to have the option to do both!

When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?

I’ve considered myself a writer for a while. I used to write shorts all the time as a kid (I was obsessed with horror). But I suppose I never really considered it serious until I hit chapter ten in The Eternal Gift – the first in The Eternal Series. I have a very, very nasty habit of starting things I won’t finish. So when I started that book, I prepared myself. I figured I’d quit, but I set myself up to succeed. I desperately wanted to finish it. Once I got to chapter ten and I actually started to speed up – that’s when I realized I had crossed over from having a hobby to actually being a writer. Because I was blowing through it and completing my goal!

How long did it take to get your first book published?

I began writing The Eternal Gift April 9, 2009 and I finished it September 2009. It wasn’t published until May 18th, 2011. It went through rewrites and edits and rewrites again. The entire book went from a YA about a seventeen year old girl to a NA about a twenty-one year old girl. It definitely went through some extensive changes, but it was worth it. I’m so happy with it all.

Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?

I have a pretty boring job of selling furniture. Nothing too extensive. I used to be a CNA and I would be doing that again in a heartbeat if I could. I absolutely adore nursing – even the gross parts like blood and bodily functions. It doesn’t bother me. Because I love to care for people. I love knowing that when I’m on duty a person is getting great care. I do my best to make sure that my people feel like they are my only patient – even if I have ten times that many. My job now is far less stress, I’m rarely on my feet, I rarely get thrown up on, and my back (which is the reason why I was forced out of being a CNA - injury) never hurts and I never limp from the injury in my back flaring up. So I really enjoy my job, but it doesn’t satisfy that need that I have to learn something new every day.

What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?

The Eternal Gift: Action-packed, romantic, sexy. A book you won’t be able to stop turning pages in or stop reading to sleep.

Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?

I self-publish. I absolutely love the freedoms that come along with it! Though I certainly wouldn’t turn down the idea of a traditional publisher if one approached me.

How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?

I once wrote a book in ten days. I wrote anywhere between 1,500 and 10,000 words per day. It was incredible. It takes anywhere between a couple weeks to a few months. It just depends on the complexity of the project and also how focused my mind is. I have ADD so it’s kind of tough to focus a lot of days.

What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?

Both! I recently wrote a YA book on teen pregnancy (Lean on Me) and it was a big hit. I am SO grateful for that. And I loved writing it. So I definitely think I’ll be doing more YA books, just not sure when. I also love NA contemporary. So I’ll be doing those as well. But my passion is paranormal! Whenever I write a contemporary, and something bad happens, my initial reaction is always, “Give her your blood!” or “just use telekinesis against him!” Then I remember, “Oh… Right… Uh, can’t do that this time.” Then I spend two days trying to figure out what the character would do in a real world situation! So I love paranormal and fantasy and the way it knocks down traditional walls and allows us to build worlds so great that they are absolutely endless and the rules are almost non-existant.

What genre would you place your books into?

NA Paranormal Romance for The Eternal Series. Those that read The Eternal Gift will probably argue that since the character is very na├»ve and there is limited sexual situations. However, when the series starts, Kailah is a virgin and focused completely on her nursing degree. She doesn’t care about men. The books grow as Kailah grows. As Kailah goes through every hardship and life altering/life threatening situation, she grows and becomes much more mature. She’s able to think about men and the need that her body goes through for “adult” contact. So as she matures, so do the books. When you get into the second book and further – that’s when you see a dramatic change. But I definitely consider the series NA Paranormal Romance.

What made you decide to write that genre of book?

Anne Rice is my hero. I love her and after reading the Vampire Chronicles – I vowed that I would one day write one. YEARS later, after beginning to read the genre again (but from other authors), my love for reading/writing/and all things paranormal was renewed and I made good on that promise. I needed to write paranormal. It’s just in my blood. I LOVE vampires.

Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?

Kailah is my favorite because she’s me. Really, TEG is an autobiography wrapped up in an extremely exaggerated situation inside an extremely exaggerated world. I used my childhood/family/family history/and personal emotions to fuel the book and I used it as my fictional world diary. So Kailah is clearly near and dear to my heart. As for the characters that I made from scratch, Khanae, the Vampire Queen, is my absolute favorite. She is everything I want to be as a person – and she’s a vampire!

How long have you been writing?, and who or what inspired you to write?

I have been writing since I was in elementary school. We used to do writing projects for school all the time and I would always take mine way past what the assignment asked for. It killed me not to!

Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?

Ugh. Worst. Habit. Ever. Yes, I do. I adore reading all of the wonderful things that fans have to say. I LOVE it. I’ve been lucky that on Amazon my books have had 100% four and five star reviews. My fans are incredible and I love them. Goodreads, however, is a much broader scope of people. It’s easier to leave ratings because you don’t have to post reviews. And it seems people are much more capable of saying mean things there than on Amazon. So I try not to read the reviews on Goodreads unless they are 3/4/5 star reviews. I love reading about how a reader didn’t like my book “because” – when it’s constructive. If they found a typo, or they love the genre but I could have made it more believable by doing this or that… Those things are helpful! But a lot of those bad reviews (for any author/book – not just my own) are simple. “It was terrible. I couldn’t believe I wasted my money on this. Don’t buy it!” Things like that do not help an author. It only hurts them. So yes, they are hard to read and I have tried to get away from reading those.

Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?

Title comes almost dead last. I can’t even think of a title as I write. I have such a hard time with them! Blurbs are the WORST though!

Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?

I absolutely love paper/hardbacks. Either one. I love eBooks because of their convenience. But if I had the money I would own paper and eBook versions of all the books I have that I enjoyed and my absolute favorites I would have hardback copies of as well that would sit on a shelf like trophies. Yes, books are like trophies to me!

Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?

I think if movie makers allowed the authors to write the scripts things would go GREAT. Instead, we have things like True Blood happening. Great show! But when you compare it to the books? Terrible! It’s nothing even remotely the same after Season 3.

The BEST transfer I’ve ever seen (in the case where I both read the book myself and saw the movie) was Interview with the Vampire (written by Anne Rice. Movie stars Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, Kirsten Dunst). The script was beautifully written and was taken mostly straight from the book it seems. The scenes were almost exactly how I pictured them while reading as well. Now, I’m sure there are those that would argue with me on this. But I LOVED this movie adaptation.

The worst one I’ve ever seen was ALSO an Anne Rice book. Queen of the Damned. Even Anne Rice hates this movie and even gets upset when it’s mentioned. The MOVIE was actually great. I really loved it. It’s a bit cheesy, yes. But I thought it was pretty good for a vampire flick. But – I read the book. They changed the name of Lestat’s maker (Marius in the movie/Magnus in the book), they changed how Akasha (the queen) died, they changed about two dozen other things as well. And I just did not like at all how Stuart Townsend played Lestat – though he was amazing later on as an immortal in League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. This was certainly a long-winded answer – but this is a topic I like.

Your favorite food is?

Pizza. LOVE pizza!

Your favorite singer/group is?

Disturbed (as evident by a lot of mentions of them in my books).

Your favorite color is?

Purple

Your favorite Author is?

Anne Rice!

If you would like to find out more about this amazing author, check out the book blast below.

Book Blitz & Giveaway: The Eternal Gift by Candy Crum

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covergifTitle: The Eternal Gift
Series: The Eternal Series Vol. 1
Author: Candy Crum
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Audience:  17+
Formats: Kindle/Paperback
Publisher: Candy Crum
Cover By: Megan Parker with EmCat Designs
Editor: Nathan Squiers with Literary Dark Editing
Pages: 224
ISBN-10: 061546050X
ISBN-13: 978-0615460505
ASIN: B00522J7HS
Published Date: April 11, 2014
 
 



 






 

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A young girl (Kailah) discovers that she is from a lost and forgotten powerful Immortal blood line after she meets a strange new physician at work. She begins to have visions and see spirits and has trouble controlling bad things from happening when she is angry. Along the way she discovers the terrible truth about who she is and the incredible power that is locked away deep inside her. Her Immortal ancestors want to use her to destroy the vampire race. Vampires want to use her power to destroy her Immortal ancestors. But hiding in the shadows are those who have been watching her since she was born. They want to help Kailah discover who she is and help her learn to use her abilities. They simply want for her to make the right decision before it's too late. Unfortunately for them time is not on their side and the Rogue Vampires have plans for Kailah no one could have imagined.


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CHAPTER ONE (first half)
The night was cool and thick as it sheathed me in total darkness. The satin shorts and camisole that I’d gone to bed in were now damp from the moisture hanging heavily in the air. Holding my hands in front of my body, I blindly wandered around in blackness as I tried to find some kind of clue that would give me a better picture. My bare feet told me that I was standing on soft ground, the tall grass tickling my calves as I moved. It was possible that I was in a large pasture, though the clean, crisp scent of the air let me know that no large animals were near.
Thunder cracked in the distance and the ominous, coal-black clouds had even chased the moon and stars into hiding, not even the faintest glow giving away their location. It took a moment, but my mind was finally beginning to recognize this place. This was a dream world, one that I’d seen before. With every passing night, with every passing dream, I was able to travel further and further into this illusion as I tried to discover its meaning. I’d had recurring dreams before, but there was something different, disturbing about this one that seemed to speak to me. There was something that I was supposed to learn here and I needed to find it.
The wind began to pick up and I looked to the north, the same direction that I looked to every night. Lightning cascaded across the sky, illuminating the massive, empty pasture in which I stood. The momentary flash brought something to my attention that I’d never seen in the dream before. Two figures stood off in the distance, several yards between them, facing off. Even with great distance between us, I could feel the tension rolling off of them. That must be the dark, heavy feeling in the air that I’d felt: anger, hatred.
Thunder rolled again as the lightning danced across the sky. Using the display to light my path, I ran toward the figures ahead of me. As I approached, a bolt of raw, electric energy reached down from the sky and ignited the immediate area in flames. The swift turn of events stopped me short, nearly throwing me to the ground. The flames spread into a perfect circle as it surrounded both figures, blocking any further approach by me. Sharp chills cut through me from head to toe as I realized that one of them was fully controlling the blaze.
Now that I was closer, I could tell that the figures were women. One woman, maybe an inch or two over five feet tall, stood around fifty feet away, and to my right. Her long, jet-black hair reached just below her hips and whipped around in the increasing wind. As I studied her, I began to see a deep-red, transparent cloud, like an aura surrounding her. She was strong, very strong, and I could feel her overwhelming power from here.
Looking to my left, her opponent was roughly the same height; only her hair was frosty white and hung to her knees. This woman was much different. She was surrounded by an aura cloud as well, though hers was dark blue. Something about her called to me and it took everything I had not to trudge barefooted through the flames to reach her.
Rain began to fall and quickly soaked everything around us, though it was still unable to extinguish the fire. Movement brought me to attention as the white haired woman lifted her arms. The earth began to quake beneath me as it broke free all around her. She looked like a dancer as she maneuvered her body, forcing the element into submission under her power. The packed earth sailed through the air towards the dark haired woman, but she was quick to react.
In a flash, she completely disappeared from my sight, managing to dodge the attack. My eyes moved quickly as I focused to find her. My body locked up as my vision was suddenly clouded with the mysterious dark haired woman as she appeared before me, seemingly out of nowhere. Her dark, emerald green eyes and dilated coal-black pupils stared into mine, glinting in the firelight. Her raven hair seemed alive as it brushed my skin and sent tingles running through my body. Her flawless, olive-toned skin nearly glowed as she stood there, concern in her expression.
“Kailah.” As her soft, sweet voice spoke my name, I inhaled sharply. Though her mouth barely moved as she spoke my name, her perfect, white teeth showed just enough for me to make out four tiny, yet still elongated, razor sharp fangs. My heart fluttered rapidly as I wondered if this woman was the creature that she appeared to be, and if so, how did she know me and what did she want with me?
“Y-yes?” I stammered.
“This is not a dream, Kailah. It’s a warning.” She leaned in closer. “Run,” she whispered.
“Wait, what?” I asked, chills once again stabbing me like thousands of needles running from the roots of my hair to the bare, wet soles of my feet.
Run!”
As soon as I turned to run, the dark thunder cracked overhead and the lightning began touching the ground all around me, trying to hold me where I stood. I heard a loud growl sound out from behind me, but decided not to look back. The earth began to shake again and my bare feet slid on the wet grass, the soft ground cushioning me as I fell hard on my right hip.
“Hello Kailah.” The new voice sent a shiver down my spine as I looked into the icy blue eyes of the white-haired woman.
Though her hair would have suggested otherwise, she looked no older than me: around twenty. Her skin was also olive toned and absolutely flawless, just like the other woman. Though, normally, one would look to the light as salvation and the darkness as hell, I didn’t think that was the case in this situation. Her crystalline blue eyes had death in them and I found myself backing away from her, toward the raven-haired beauty.
She laughed and the sound enveloped me like frigid water. “Kailah, you would choose the Vampire over your own grandmother?”
Before I could digest the words that she had unleashed on me, her attention shifted and the blue aura cloud surrounding her exploded into a barrier. Instinctively, my eyes closed and I threw my hand out as a large throwing knife bounced off the cloudy shield and headed for me.
“It is you!” she said with wonder.
My eyes snapped open and surrounding my hand was the same blue energy that surrounded the white-haired woman, only mine had a throwing knife buried in it. I couldn’t stop the scream that bubbled up out of my throat as the energy dissipated and the knife fell in my lap. What the hell was going on?
Her attention shifted again and with soft, graceful movements, a lightning bolt responded as it split from the sky and reached for her outstretched hand. She caught the energy easily before throwing it at her opponent. Another loud growl sounded out only a moment before something slammed hard into the barrier. That something, I realized, was the woman she had referred to as the Vampire.
Dark red energy swelled around the supposed Vampire as she pushed against the barrier of the opposing woman. “Kailah! She can find you in your dreams! Go, now!” As soon as the order left the raven-haired beauty’s lips, energy exploded from her body as the white-haired woman was thrown several feet away. “This dream is a figment of your own mind but, make no mistake, this is a premonition. You are the key to ending this war and if she finds you, it will doom all humans to a fate worse than death. Leave this realm now and prepare your mind. Your life is about to change.”
 
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clip_image006Candy Crum lives in Indiana and is the Author of “The Eternal Series” and other short stories. She published her first novel, The Eternal Gift, in May of 2011 and has been publishing ever since. Candy is an avid lover of the paranormal genre, stemming from years of reading the Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice when she was a teenager. Later, she developed a deep love of the Vampire Academy Series by Richelle Mead and the House of Night Series by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, furthering her love of the genre and pushing her to really push to finish and publish her novel.
Since then, Candy has released three other books in The Eternal Series and will release another later in 2014. Now, Candy is trying her hand at more contemporary pieces of work, like that of Lean on Me and other books she will release in 2014.
Some of Candy’s interests include the usual reading and writing, music (of most types), movies (action and comedy or any combination of the two), cartoons (she loves to say that her children watch cartoons because she does), and drawing. She loves talking with her fans and loves reading the reviews that her fans are kind enough to leave for her. Always feel free to find Candy on Facebook and send her a message!
 
 
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Tour Schedule - Two Week Blog Tour for The Eternal Gift - The Eternal Gift Series Vol 1 by Candy Crum
April 14 to 27, 2014
April 14
Books Live Forever - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 15
Tammy's Tea Time - Review
That Bites-Book Talk Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 16
Book Hostage - Spotlight with Excerpt
Pretty Little Pages - Review & Author Interview
April 17
Darkest Cravings - Spotlight with Excerpt & Top Ten
A.K.A The Book Harlots Review - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 18
Eclipse Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt & Author Interview
April 19
Our New Generation for Reading - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 20
Karen Swart - Author Interview & Spotlight with Excerpt
The Phantom Paragrapher - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 21
MHZ Book Reviews and Giveaways - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 22
Clarissa Wild's Blog - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 23
Book Butterfly in Dreamland - Spotlight with Excerpt
Sweet Treat Reading Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 24
Crazy Beautiful Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt
Coffee Books & Art - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 25
Kim's Book Blog - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 26
Book Nook Nuts - Spotlight with Excerpt
April 27
Blushing Divas Book Reviews - Review
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