Thursday, October 23, 2014

All the Good Book Things

Whew! What a week. In case you missed it:

Wystan (The Heckmasters) came out on Tuesday.

The Cowboy Up box set hit #1 on Amazon in the US. We'd already reached #1 in the UK and Canada.

And The Convict and the Cattleman and The Wrong Brother's Bride are now in paperback.

You can get any and all of those things by visiting my Book page.

What a rush.

I also hit 40k on my WIP last night. This novella was only supposed to be 30k. The characters just keep talking and talking, so I'm not going to try to curb them. I don't think it's useless prattle, at least all of it currently seems relevant to the story. It will probably take another 10k to wrap up now. I was really, really trying to have it finished before NaNoWriMo, but I'm not certain that's going to happen what with 9 days left before November 1st. Curse of the pantser.

My favorite part of the writing process is how the story unfolds like a movie in my head. Then it's like I suddenly figure out where the movie is going, and in this WIP, it's absolutely devastating. Every time I come up with another plot twist it's like--oh God, I can't believe that's going to happen!

Stay tuned, because I have more Wystan promo coming up. Don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter giveaway, which ends at 12 am October 31st.

UPDATE: I got an email early this morning from last night (10/23) that we hit #1 in Australia too. Bless you, Down Under. I heart you so hard.

Monday, October 20, 2014


I owe you all some ghost hunting photos from Friday night. They're forth-coming, never fear. It was a fun experience and I'll tell you all about it soon. Definitely worth going to.

In other news, I kind of thought I'd be finished with my sooper sekrit project by now. I really meant to have that thing done by end of last week. My plans were foiled by this and that and now I'm still going, frack, it's not done yet? Which is bad, because I asked one of my critique groups if they'd like to critique it next month. Write, fingers, write harder! Also, what with NaNo coming up, gee, it sure would be nice to have that done so I could start afresh on Tell's book.

I may have sort of, kind of brought in a character in the sooper sekrit project who could potentially create a situation that would give life to a second sooper sekrit project. We'll see.

I also sent off Eban edits yesterday. Parts of it were oh, that's easy to fix and parts were like, geez, I'm so dumb, it should hurt to be that stupid. That's pretty much how editing goes for me anyway, so it's nothing new. They weren't particularly painful edits and I'm super grateful for that.

Since I didn't get you any orb-y/ghost-y photos, I did get you one of this monkey. It looks vulgar. You have to excuse my dirty mind. Or maybe you don't.

"Love us. In more ways than one."
Don't forget, tomorrow is release day for Wystan (The Heckmasters)! You can still pre-order it right now and it will be delivered to your e-reading device in the morning! I have a couple of posts scheduled for tomorrow. If you follow along on my FB page, you'll be given links to see them. You know you want to.

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Friday, October 17, 2014

Getting to Know You - The Bad Guys

Good grief, it's already Friday. Actually, wahoo! It's already Friday!

You should know, I got the first round of edits on Eban (The Heckmasters) this week and, kids, it's going to be brilliant by the time it's done. I promise.

Today, I'm going to introduce you to the bad guys in Wystan (The Heckmasters).

Major players:
Noem - He's ugly, he's mean, he wants everyone and everything in Berner, New Mexico Territory dead. Charged with wiping the Heckmasters off the face of the earth, he once tried to make Swiss cheese out of Wystan before he was driven away. He's back and in a form you might not except. With reasons beyond revenge that totally make sense once you read the book. You can try to kill him, but this sucker just keeps going like a demonic Energizer Bunny.

Here's a little something-something about everyone's favorite territorial demon lord: “Tell wounded Noem, yes. But he has the favor of Astaroth and with it the power to change forms. He’s been residing in Nebraska where he wasn’t likely to incur another taste of Heckmaster steel. Not until he had enough power to face you again.”

Astaroth - The current crowned prince of Hell, Astaroth wants the Heckmasters dead, dead, dead, and deader. They're standing between him and the total domination of the world. He's got his panties in a bunch because their father used the last of his demon superpowers to lock Astaroth inside the Pit, a portal to Hell, which has a transparent, shiny-green bubble of divine fire across it. Only lesser demons can get through. Astaroth is continually testing the boundaries of the divine fire. His best hope for breaking free of it is to turn the Heckmasters toward their true callings as demons. Will he succeed? Let's hope not.

Wys on the crowned prince: "One of these days, Astaroth is going to send something worse. It’s going to take everything we’ve got to hold it back. One of those seals breaks, we’re doomed. Not just us, but the whole damned world."

Lesser demons:
Parasite imps - There's not much description of these ickies in the book, but you should know they're long, white, worm-like, and they will crawl into your head and take over your body so Astaroth will have some minions. If you get parasite imps, congratulations, you're either going to serve Hell or the Heckmasters are going to severe your head. Believe me, you want the latter to happen. Characters who've been turned by parasite imps: Sandra Heckmaster. Her death was not pretty.

Wys is less than thrilled about the idea of anyone having parasite imps, since his sister's death really tore him up. "‘Let’s take in strangers of questionable origin and put them up. Please, come right in. Start a school, make friends with our hellspawn neighbors, infect their young with whatever diseases you’re carrying’—which, for all we know, are parasite imps. We could be infected right now and neither of us would know it!”

Changesteeds - It's like a moose from Hell. With jagged, uneven teeth, sloping shoulders, bulging eyes, and pointed ears. They're adept at mimicking human voices. Don't trust little Susie calling you from the other room. You take that Holy Water with you when you follow her voice, okay? Their jaws are quite powerful and capable of wrenching your arms off your body before they devour you and pick their teeth with your bones. Or that's what they would do, if they had apposable thumbs.

To quote Wystan: "[Changesteeds] will lure you in with a familiar voice or a sound and you’ll be dead before you know it. They’re bigger and they shift forms. Might look like a horse, or deer, but they’re not so innocent."

Barghests - Slower than changesteeds, but they have big claws and teeth. Another name for them is devil dogs. They have matted striped fur and pointed ears. Remember how I said changesteeds would pick their teeth with your bones? With a barghest, there won't be any bones left over. They're sort of the jackals of the demon world.

To which Wystan would say, "Big claws, big teeth, and they always go for the throat."

There you have it, a brief introduction to some of the baddies in the Heckmaster world. Oh, yeah, there are more, lots more, but you can discover them inside the book.

Pre-order it now at any of these fine locations so you'll be ready to meet everyone on October 21st!
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Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Book Feature & Giveaway - Remember By Moonlight by Nancy Gideon

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 13, 2014
Length: 324 Pages
Buy it at: Amazon

About the book:
Because the road to . . . 
Clever, cool and preternaturally lethal, Max Savoie is leader of a secretive shape-shifter clan, heir to a mobster’s legacy, and the love of New Orleans’  top cop . . . but he can’t remember any of them.  The only way to recover his past, and his rightful place in the arms of the woman who risked all to save him, is to surrender to a mysterious visitor who could use him as a weapon against all he’d loved.

Happily-Ever-After . . . 
After rescuing her mate from his ruthless captors in the North, hard-hitting Detective Charlotte Caissie is now painfully vulnerable—a stranger in his eyes . . . and in his bed.  The key to his memories is locked in a tortuous past.  To reclaim the strength of their passionate bond, Max must learn to trust her enough to face that darkness at her side before the threat it hides exposes the secret Cee Cee carries.

Is never smooth. 
When an investigation into grisly deaths in an underground Shifter fight club points to more than just dangerous clan rivalries, Cee Cee enlists Max’s help to find a traitor in their midst while there’s still time to turn a deadly invading tide. But the cost of saving their treasured future may mean sacrificing his past. Especially when the enemy they pursue  . . . might be Max, himself.

The bare wall of windows let in the lights of the city against an ink-black sky, silhouetting a solitary figure. Her throat clutched as she recalled the first time she’d seen him there when the building was still a metal skeleton, toeing the edge of the beam, his dark coat billowing behind him like the wings of a fallen angel. His pose was no less dramatic now, sleek, dark and solitary as he stared out into the night.

Cee Cee bit down on her initial impulse to demand where he’d been, knowing her panic would shine through. No pressure. Don’t push. Give him space. Her restraint was rewarded by the quiet murmur of his voice.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. Giles and I were going through the books at LEI, and time got away from us. There’s so much I need to learn if I’m to maintain the masquerade of knowing who I am. I apologize if you were worried.”

He’d been with Giles at Legere Enterprises International tending his inherited ill-gotten and now nearly legal gains. All anxieties addressed and answered. She relaxed.

She could tell by his hesitation that there was more he wanted to say, so she remained silent and let him work up to it. Still, his question took her by surprise.

“What was that this morning?”

“I had a very busy morning. Be more specific.”

“Between us.”

Specific as a heart attack. No use tiptoeing around it.

“We’ve had a sort of psychic connection since we bonded.” Thankfully, he didn’t ask her to explain that process. “We can get inside each other’s heads.”

He had yet to look toward her. She didn’t need a psychic bond to feel him locking down tight to prevent her unauthorized entry.

“How does it work?” How can I stop it? That’s what he really wanted to know.

“I’m not sure. We share thoughts, feelings, dreams.”

“All the time?” Oh, such wariness in that simple question. So Max.

“No. Of course not. It’s not something we’ve explored. It happens rarely, in times of stress or when we . . .”

Have sex. That dropped between them like a ticking bomb.

“Don’t worry,” she concluded, tone brittle. “I knock before I come in, and wait for permission.”

He turned slowly to face her.

The past months of anxiety and fear fell away as she stared at him, heart seizing. Here was the Max Savoie she’d fallen helplessly in love with against all her best intentions. Impeccably dressed, the lines of a designer suit skimming his long, lean and lethal frame, the toes of his athletic shoes peeping from beneath tailored slacks in sassy juxtaposition.

Darkness and shadow carved out features too rough and bold to be handsome, yet too compelling to be ignored. Unblinking eyes, as pale and green as the still waters of the bayou, shone with an eerie intensity from beneath an uncompromising line of heavy brows and unruly black hair nearly tamed by a stylishly short cut. Faint stubble shaded the set of his rugged jaw, lending a harshly dangerous air to his outward sophistication.

He was thuggishly elegant, graceful yet seething with raw power, aloof and still undeniably fascinating. Legere’s enigmatic enforcer turned influential businessman and philanthropist. Traumatized orphan child who’d polarized a group of frightened misfits into a tight community family. Everything she’d ever wanted.

She’d worried over him, missed him, needed him but until this moment, when the unexpected mention of sex reared its wicked head, Cee Cee hadn’t realized just how long she’d gone without the physical side of their relationship. Seeing him standing there fit and fine, wreathed in stillness and mystery, so tempting, so inviting, a fever hot dream personified, her body burned until only a fire extinguisher could cool her intention of coaxing him back into an intimate bed.

Until he spoke.

“How is this possible, you being a human?”

It was her turn to hold back behind silence.

His eyes narrowed into long cautious slits. “What are you, Detective? What makes you different?” What makes you dangerous to me? was tacitly implied.

“I’m like you. I’m more.”

About the Author:
Nancy Gideon is the author of over 55 novels ranging from Regencies, historicals and contemporary suspense to dark paranormal romance, with a couple of horror screenplays thrown into the mix.  When not at the keyboard or working full time as a legal assistant in Southwest Michigan, she can be found feeding her addictions for Netflix and all things fur, feather and fin, enjoying Grammy time (usually watching The Avengers), and meeting new friends and readers through her GoodReads “Nancy Gideon by Moonlight” group. Her books can also be found under the pen names Dana Ransom, Rosalyn West and Lauren Giddings.

Nancy’s Website || Blog || Goodreads By Moonlight Group || Facebook || Twitter || Goodreads || Google+ || Pinterest

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Monday, October 13, 2014

Getting to Know You - The Dukes & Miss Brookshier + A Bonus Character

We're starting a new week and we're closer to the release of Wystan (The Heckmasters) than any other point ever in history. Today, I want to tell you about the ladies of The Heckmasters series. Please, meet:

Rhia Duke - She's the oldest Duke and dedicated to taking care of her little sister. She's made some bad choices about employment in the past and now she's on the run. When she sees an ad in the newspaper for a teaching position in tiny Berner, New Mexico Territory, she thinks she can escape her past. She can't know that she's just traded big trouble for bigger trouble. She and Wys are at odds immediately--he doesn't want her there and she has nowhere else to go. She may seem like a stuffy little teacher, but Rhia is also an expert shot with her trusty Springfield rifle. And super protective of her sister and her friends.

Meet Rhia:
He put his hands on his hips. “Rumor has it Eban’s courting you. Or tried to.”
The shovel hit a rock and jarred her. It almost fell out of her grip. She grasped the handle hard and willed herself to be calm. “Where did you hear that?”
“Tell’s spreading the story.”
“What!” Rhia tightened her hold on the shovel, wishing it was Tell’s neck. “Why would he do that?”
“Settle down. He only told me. I couldn’t get a word about it out of Eban. Which leads me to believe you don’t want to be courted.” He shifted his weight to his other leg and gave her a look so penetrating, she shivered.
“Schoolteachers don’t marry. I need this work. Without it, Sylvie and I will starve.”
“He has money, Rhia. You wouldn’t go hungry and barefoot with Eban for a husband.”
She glared at him and pushed the image of Wystan’s roving hands out of her mind. “For a man who’s trying to talk me into seeking his brother’s affections, you were certainly friendly the other day.”

Sylvie Duke - Sassy and never shy, Sylvie is about the only reason Rhia keeps going. She's a smartypants, a serious student, but always up for mischief. It's no wonder she's drawn to Tell and he to her. She doesn't have a huge role in Wystan, and she's totally useless when it comes to demon slaying, but she's still an important part of the series as a magnet for trouble.

Meet Sylvie:
“I was out all morning hunting a pair of barghests. Pie and schoolhouses were the last things on my mind.” Wystan dropped into a chair at a table across from them.
Sylvie took Rhia’s hand under the table. “Sheriff, Miss Lois still has plenty of dessert. Eban was just teasing.”
Wys offered her a faint smile. “I know all his tricks, Sylvie. I’ve got my eye on him.”
“Did you catch the barghests? Can I see them?” Sylvie leaned forward as though searching Wystan for any signs of damage he’d sustained in a fight. “Rhia told me about them so I wouldn’t be scared. I’d be less scared if you let me look at one. I’ll bet you’re a real good sheriff and you’ll make sure we’re safe.”
Wystan’s eyebrows rose almost to his hairline. “I didn’t keep the carcasses—er, bodies. Maybe another time.”

Beryl Brookshier - A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a...sorry, I forget how that rest of that goes. Beryl is a woman Rhia and Sylvie picked up along the trail. She can't remember her background, can't tell anyone where she's been or what she's been up to. At the beginning of the book, she has pleurisy, which keeps her out of the majority of the story. She also has a bigger secret--she's possessed. Eban vows to help rid her of the demon--one he conveniently witholds the truth about. She's in love with him almost from the minute she meets him. Obvs, she's the heroine of his book. When she's not bedridden and frail, the demon riding around in her head takes over and wields a mean hatchet that used to belong to the Heckmaster sister, Sandra.

Cassandra Heckmaster - What? There's a Heckmaster sister? Um, duh. Who do you think put that name curse on Tell? Damn him for being an adorable baby who took away her parents' love. Or, at least that's what she thought he was going to do. She was born between Wys and Eban and was the sensible one who decided they had to take over their father's role as protectors of Berner and the world. She's the one who procured the weapons for them, although it meant owing a debt to a demon prince. Unfortunately, while fighting for the innocent, she was possessed by a parasite imp. Her life didn't end well.

Meet Sandra:
On the lip of the fountain, where he’d first kissed Rhia, Sandra trailed her fingers through the water. She smiled, but didn’t look up. In profile, Wystan saw she hadn’t changed. She was still the fifteen-year-old version of herself, a shadow of his past. He tensed, waiting for the moment she transformed into something else.
“Sit with me, Wys. We don’t have much time.”
Sandra shook her hand, sending water droplets flying. She smiled at him in a way that made her look luminous. Long brown hair framed her face and fell over her shoulders. Blue eyes sparkled with joy. She managed to look both prim and slightly mischievous as she waited for him to join her.
“What is this? A trick or a dream?”
For a moment, she looked hurt. “Neither. I know it’s difficult to accept. No one wants to at first. This is a holding stage before death, big brother.”
He grappled with her words. “I’m dead?”
Pity softened the joy on her face. “Not quite.”
Confusing and not helpful. “If you’re really my sister, tell me something Sandra would know.”
She lowered her gaze. “I stole the Lesser Key of Solomon from our father days before Tell was born. It’s my fault we can’t say his true name. My fault his demon side can’t be banished and mustn’t be called.”

There you go, the all-important ladies of Berner. Look for my next blog post, about the bad guys of Berner. And don't forget to pre-order Wystan (The Heckmasters).

Her search for safety lands her in a totally new kind of danger.
Certain that an ad for a job in a small New Mexico Territory town is the answer to her prayers, Nebraska schoolteacher Rhia Duke packs her sister into a rickety wagon and heads west.

Except when they reach the near-deserted town, she learns the truth. There is no job, no future, and no welcome in the bleak blue eyes of the handsome sheriff. The minute Rhia’s runaway team thunders into town, Wystan Heckmaster feels the change in the air. One of three sons of a demon who dared love a human, he keeps watch over a Pit guarded by seven seals, and slays any Hellbound demon that attempts to free the master imprisoned within.

With a gut full of regret and a forgotten town filled with reformed demons, Wystan is certain of one thing: he can’t be the man Rhia needs. But when the truth behind Rhia’s flight from Nebraska comes to light, Wystan must open his soul—and pray there’s enough love between them to overcome the darkness rising from the Pit.

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