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Over break, my husband surprised me one day with a book trailer he’d put together for BURNED. He even made original music to go with it! (I love the circus feel to it!) Now that he’s officially done, I wanted to show it off to you (because I am far too impatient to simply wait to post it later this week, obviously).
It’s only a minute long, so check it out now! And to grab a copy of BURNED, you can visit the Amazon page here. Hope you’re having a terrific day!
How to RULE the World
by Jersey Clifford
I am not writing this article as a recommendation that you should try to conquer the world. That would be ridiculous. You, a mere mortal, building an army strong enough to rule the earth? I think not. If you knew anything worth knowing, you would know that human beings are near the bottom of the food chain. There are vampires (which I loathe), shifters and wraiths (both make good servants), and my kind.
I am a werewolf. Being the first in any species gives you a unique perspective. Ordinary werewolves are notoriously stupid, some illiterate, and they cannot control their rage. I, on the other hand, have become quite zen over the centuries. I can stand back, assess a situation, and know exactly what to do.
The first thing someone in my position needs to do to prepare for taking over the world is to build an army. Yes, I am turning mortals into werewolves right and left. They may not be smart, but they are ten times stronger than people.
The second thing I need to do is make a treaty with vampires. Yes, I know. It sounds unappetizing, but vampires aren’t all bad. Take my new friend Jack, for instance. He may have recently lost his fangs and can’t remember who I am, but he stirs something deep inside of me. Is it compassion? Loyalty? Love, even? I have no idea. Doesn’t matter. When the day comes, I will fulfill my destiny and kill Jack… again.
He is sweetest friend or hardest foe,
best angel or worst devil.
I either hate or love him so.
I can’t merely be civil.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
This is how I feel about him, torn in half. Part of me wants to save him, while the other part wants to rip into his chest with metallic claws. Jack would understand the quote above. He cherishes the written word as much as I do. Perhaps if I had someone else to discuss literature with, I wouldn’t be that drawn to him.
In any case, my army is nearly done. I am going to approach the vampires soon. Together, we will enslave the people. They will call us master. They will call us gods.
Rule series/Vampires Rule, published 2011
Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B004YZB8XU
Also available at B&N, Smashwords, and other online ebook retailers
Just wanted to offer a quick note to my readers:
If you read and reviewed GIFTED, first of all, thank you! Second, if you have done that and still don’t have a copy of the second book in the series, BURNED, I’d love to gift you a copy to read at your leisure in exchange for another honest review.
Haven’t read either Donovan Circus book but want to? Now’s your chance! I’m offering up both books to anyone who’d like to give them a try and do an honest review. Just let me know here in a comment (leave your email and which format you need) or shoot me an email at lizclong(at)gmail(dot)com and we’ll work that out.
On that same note, WITCH HEARTS will be FREE to download March 6-8, so stay tuned to get your free copy if you don’t already have one!
Today I thought I’d share some more fun facts about me. You guys seemed to dig my first “Embarrassing Things about Me” post (and that bubblegum photo gets more hits than I can even bother to understand – you guys google the weirdest things) and I love connecting with you on a more personal level. I DO request, however, that once you read this post, you comment below and tell me one weird thing about yourself (because if I have to put myself out there, the least you can do is comfort me in the fact I’m not alone in the aisle of crazy).
1. My favorite candy is Hot Tamales. My older brother Chip got me hooked on them. When I was a kid, he’d come home to visit (he’s several years older than me); he’d always drive late into the night, so to keep himself awake, he’d down a box of Hot Tamales. His mouth on fire = wide awake and raring to get home! Growing up, if Chip loved it, I loved it, and I still think of him every time I eat them. And when I saw this gigantic box of Hot Tamales (down at The Candy Store in downtown Roanoke), I almost peed my pants. If I had $26 to spare, it’d be mine.
2. I tend to break the writer on caffeine stereotype: I don’t drink that much coffee (or need it to function). I do, however, need chocolate to survive. Lots and lots of chocolate.
3. I have a very expressive face that’s going to give me early wrinkles (and I’m okay with it because at least it shows I’m not boring. Or that I laugh a lot. Whatever, I need to pretend I’m not getting older.) I can lift my eyebrows in that Spock way (Gifted fans might get a giggle from that) and can rarely keep a straight face. This photo to the right is my typical face at public functions. I like to think it’s enthusiasm, but understand that it more or less borders on “that chick looks cray.”
4. This goes along with that photo – I hate my chin. My siblings and I all have the same chin from our father’s side and I’m convinced that with green face paint, I’d be mistaken for the Wicked Witch of the West with that chin. (Side note: My maiden name is the super Irish surname of Chenery. Kids in school used to sing it like that Mary Poppins song: “Chen-chenery, chen-chenery, chen chen cha-roo…” I used to think they were making fun of my chin.)
5. I watch “Princess Diaries 2: A Royal Engagement” EVERY TIME it’s on TV (and sometimes I put my DVD in when I simply need a cute, feel good movie). There’s something about the movie that blends the Disney feel in perfectly to make it a real life cartoon; I love Anne Hathaway and how adorable she is with Julie Andrews; and I adore Chris Pine, even with his big hair and barely there fake accent (Disney or Star Trek universe, that man is downright dreamy). Plus you’re lying if you’ve never wanted to be whisked away to your own private palace as the new princess.
So don’t leave me hanging – what are some of your weird things?
Today’s Fun Friday with the YA Storytellers is all about Valentine’s Day. We’re showing off romantic excerpts and I want to share a scene between Ruby and Cooper from my second book WITCH HEARTS.
Be sure to see all the other exciting things going on with these great authors over at the YA Storytellers site!
I don’t think a lot of detail is needed to see what’s happening between Cooper and Ruby, but just in case: Courtney, Ruby’s best friend and Cooper’s little sister, was murdered by a serial killer for her witchy powers. When the killer sets his sights on Ruby, Cooper will do anything to keep her safe, including temporarily moving into her apartment. Cooper is also a witch who has a special talent with dreams.
Hope you enjoy the romance! I’m celebrating the day of love snowed in at home and loving every moment Happy Valentine’s Day!
Coop scooted next to her, situated it so that they sat face to face, touching knees. He took one of her hands and cupped his free hand around the back of her neck. Inches from her face, he whispered, “Close your eyes.”
Ruby did so, tried to keep her breathing even. Her concentration might be shot with him this close to her. She’d never felt so aware of her own movements, her desire making every inch of her skin tingle. His warm hands on her, her eyes closed, the tension held steady as he remained where he sat. After three agonizing seconds, Ruby gave up. She leaned in, pressed her lips against his and melted. Cooper pulled her in and held her tight, deepening the kiss.
Then Ruby opened her eyes and found herself still inches away from Coop. His hands still on her neck and hand, he stared intently at her, as though nothing had happened. Then his right eyebrow raised up in a way that said he knew, but she didn’t follow. If they hadn’t kissed, had she hallucinated the whole thing?
“I just showed you one of my dreams through touch,” he said, not moving. Ruby forced her gaze away from his long eyelashes as she comprehended.
“You dreamt we kissed?”
“You’re not surprised I can show you a dream?” he asked. “I definitely thought that would be the bigger question here.”
“Oh, that part’s cool and all,” she hastily replied.
The damage done, that old smile crossed his face, his tone coy. “Do you want to kiss me?”
“No,” her answer came without thinking, “I want you to kiss me.”
Without hesitation, Cooper leaned in, pressing his lips to hers and Ruby, for lack of any other words, saw fireworks. His warm hands brushed through her hair, pulled her into him. His facial stubble scratched her skin as his lips burned a trail down her throat and back to her mouth.
A groan left him as he pulled away. “This isn’t how…I only want to protect you. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened. I can’t lose you, too.”
She ignored him, leaned in to kiss him and he pulled back further. She pursed her lips. “You can’t keep watch on me forever. You’re not responsible for me – I’m not your sister.”
“Oh, believe me,” he whispered back, his low tone sending shivers up Ruby’s spine, “I’ve always known that, now more than ever.”
His green eyes drank in every inch of her face and the fire in Ruby’s belly took over. She’d waited long enough; the words spilled from her lips before she could stop herself.
“Are you sure you want this?” she asked, a bit breathless.
“Ruby, I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life.”
His hands were on her face as he kissed her, then quickly moved down her body. A little sigh escaped her. He responded by picking her up and carrying her straight to the bedroom.