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Countdown to Halloween

…or as I like to call it, All Hallow’s Eve.

To celebrate, I thought I’d run a special on this book I released on August 31st. You may have heard of it–Dusk of Death: an Armen Leza, Demon Hunter novel. It’s a fun little supernatural thriller I wrote, containing some of my favorite characters. Dusk of Death is the first of a trilogy, but there will also be three side novellas and one other novella that shares the same world.

For the entire weekend of Halloween, Dusk of Death will be $0.99 and then slowly creep back up to its original price throughout the week. If you haven’t grabbed a copy yet, starting October 29th is a good time to do so. It will also be featured on a few sites, so if you get those crazy discounted books emails, you should see it in there. If not, take a look below and click on the cover:


Dusk of Death

Demons, detectives, and a forensic scientist who has fallen from Hell.
Hell wants her back.

Let the demon hunt begin.

When Armen Leza fell from Hell, demon hunting was the last thing on her mind, but when all Hell breaks loose, this Fallen is humankind’s only hope for salvation.

Armen feels alone in her flesh. She can hear things unheard by humans, scent out the gut-churning stench of evil, and see the shades that lurk in the shadows, but if there is one thing she knows for certain, it’s that demons lie.

When her past keeps rearing its ugly head, Armen and Phoenix P.D. Detective Terry Armstrong must face an apocalyptic event that will throw this world into the Darkness forever, leaving the fate of all humanity in the hands of the malevolent. Getting the truth out of demons can be murder, and Armen must do so before they succeed in extinguishing the Light.


If you’ve joined my newsletter, where I’ve also announced this spectacular sale, there’s a special preview of Book II’s cover because yes, I designed it last Sunday. I was on the NaNoWriMo site adding the book I’d be working on next month, and they asked for a cover. Next thing I knew, I’d spent the next few hours looking for the perfect image and started working in PhotoShop. I had it completed before I went to bed that night. I know. Squirrel much? By that time, I was questioning who in the bloody hell would already have a cover for a book they haven’t written yet. Well, apparently someone like ADHD me when the opportunity to create one suddenly presents itself.

I’ll be working on Act of Atonement during NaNoWriMo, since I’ve been plotting it out in Scrivener, and have spontaneously created the cover. *gasp* I know! Me, plotting a book! Hell must be freezing over, but I can assure you it’s not as it is ninety-fucking-five degrees here.

Now, go enjoy your weekend of spooks and treats.

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Release Day!!!

Good morning, Readers!

I am ecstatic to announce that Dusk of Death: an Armen Leza, Demon Hunter novel is available now on Amazon and the print will be available very soon!

If you’re so inclined, you may also join the Facebook event today. Celebrate! Win awesome prizes, one of which is a Kindle Fire! Have fun! Check out the deets HERE. I’d love to see you there!

On Sale Now

Dusk of Death

Demons, detectives, and a forensic scientist who has fallen from Hell.
Hell wants her back.

Let the demon hunt begin.

When Armen Leza fell from Hell, demon hunting was the last thing on her mind, but when all Hell breaks loose, this Fallen is humankind’s only hope for salvation.

Armen feels alone in her flesh. She can hear things unheard by humans, scent out the gut-churning stench of evil, and see the shades that lurk in the shadows, but if there is one thing she knows for certain, it’s that demons lie.

When her past keeps rearing its ugly head, Armen and Phoenix P.D. Detective Terry Armstrong must face an apocalyptic event that will throw this world into the Darkness forever, leaving the fate of all humanity in the hands of the malevolent. Getting the truth out of demons can be murder, and Armen must do so before they succeed in extinguishing the Light.

And All Hell Breaks Loose!

Dust off your demon hunting skills, kids, it’s about to get sporty.

*ahem* Sorry. I’m channeling Mike Banning from London Has Fallen.

*whispers* If you haven’t seen that movie yet, do it!

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Okay, so…..I can’t believe it’s finally here and yet, I’m just now getting around to the damn post on my blog because that’s how busy August is for me! Have I mentioned the day job? I’m pretty sure I have. Something to do with a school district and technology. Nothing too important aside from it being the largest school district in the state and nearly 70K students. No big. *shrugs* New servers. Missing data. Expired/forgotten passwords. New software. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

So, of course, I somehow thought it would be a brilliant idea to release a book at month’s end.

Because why the fuck not. Right? We all learn lessons in our own special ways. I have henceforth blocked out mid-July through mid-September for any and all publishing/freelance activities indefinitely…..or at least until I’ve left the district, whenever that will be.

I have spent the past several months prepping Dusk of Death for release. Only problem was that I hadn’t locked down an actual release date until early July, which of course, is exactly when the roof blew up at work, RIGHT AFTER I SET THE DATE. I’m not even going to go into the insanity involved at work because it’s already punched my stress levels to their limits and has given me several migraines.

Dusk of Death is up for pre-sale now on Amazon and I’m putting the print together, which probably won’t be ready for release date, but it’ll be available not long thereafter.

If you’re so inclined, you may also join the Facebook event on release day. Celebrate! Win awesome prizes! Have fun! Check out the deets HERE.

August 31st, bitches!

Demons, detectives, and a forensic scientist who has fallen from Hell.
Hell wants her back.
Let the demon hunt begin.

When Armen Leza fell from Hell, demon hunting was the last thing on her mind, but when all Hell breaks loose, this Fallen is humankind’s only hope for salvation.

Armen feels alone in her flesh. She can hear things unheard by humans, scent out the gut-churning stench of evil, and see the shades that lurk in the shadows, but if there is one thing she knows for certain, it’s that demons lie.

When her past keeps rearing its ugly head, Armen and Phoenix P.D. Detective Terry Armstrong must face an apocalyptic event that will throw this world into the Darkness forever, leaving the fate of all humanity in the hands of the malevolent. Getting the truth out of demons can be murder, and Armen must do so before they succeed in extinguishing the Light.

 

Upcoming Event(s)

…because you KNOW I don’t do these things for myself as an author or even publisher (yet).

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*gasp* An actual honest-to-goodness author event?

Yes, my darling minions…..well, it’s called Phoenix Comicon and it is the first weekend in June. Feel free to bring forth birthday tidings, and if they are of the food variety, let’s not forget my diet now lacks dairy, sugar, and grains…y’know, all the good stuff.

I’m kidding, of course…about bringing me things.

More importantly, buy a book and have me sign it! Or pick up some of my jewelry.

Also, R.C. Murphy will be there signing books, so this is a double author event! She’ll also be selling things other than books, handmade items….because we’re a couple of crafty witches.

Five Just Ink Press books will be available for purchase and signings, if I can get this last one finished.

This may be the only author event for me this year. The weekend after Phoenix Comicon I’ll be at Denver Comic Con working with Rooker again. Don’t think he’d appreciate folks asking me to sign stuff at his booth. LOL But that doesn’t mean you can’t stop by and say hi.

The following books will be available in print for the first time June 5-8, 2014 at Phoenix Comicon. Come on out and see how R.C. Murphy and myself will be dressed, chit-chat with us about zombies or one of our worlds, or just hang out and get your geek on.

Booth 793 with Magdalena Peach Clothing Co.

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Skin: an Excerpt from Dusk of Death

…and I’m pretty sure I’ve shared this part before, but let’s just start over because there’s more coming.

Copyright Valery Sidelnykov

Photo © Valery Sidelnykov

Skin

Such anguish I feel, such sorrow. Heartache, I am, that I break my own flesh and feel discontent with the world, so I hide beneath my quivering wing in hopes to block the malevolence from my vulnerability of reality. I am a tortured soul of times long past, centuries old and lost in a world unknown to me. Even my ancient wisdom cannot save me from the agony mounting inside, swelling beyond its boundaries, growing into regret of things long lost to fate and destiny. A wing arm that braces me from falling supports my soul from diving into the pits of Hell while my tail wraps around me to form a circle none are to enter. Wings shroud me with protection like a cloak of invisibility to hide my ache from this unknown land. Blonde locks spill like rivers over arms too tired to move that support my throbbing head.

My skin is tight with the act of atonement, yet ripe for destruction while I tear at the flesh with sharp nails. Blood trickles slowly down, as though teasing me with the dawn of life rather than the dusk of death, and I ask myself if I am worthy of this grief I bear. I ask myself if I am worthy of the life I live and the blood that flows through me. I ask myself if I wish to continue on, or give up as I lie in this ball on the ground. I must understand that my pain is only temporary and that tomorrow will be a new day when I hold my head high and spread my wings. I am not the skin that covers these ancient bones. I am not the flesh that beneath lies a beating heart. I am the soul within, a soul not broken, a soul reborn from this torment. I will not bow to this pain, but I cannot promise my skin will feel the same.

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Chapter One

Armen Leza should be dead.

Why she became flesh a few years ago, she’ll never understand. It was something that just happened, and a hazy vagueness clouded her memory, as though she wasn’t allowed to see the unfolding events. One second, she’d been a demon; the next, human flesh graced her tissue and bones.

If she could only figure out why.

Dusk settled as the last few beams of daylight snaked their way through the edges of worn shades. Terry Armstrong hung up on her—again. In truth, Terry was never much for goodbyes; he didn’t give the send-off to someone until they were dead, so he never said the farewell to the living. Armen assumed he thought saying that one little word meant bad luck on the person, and she found the quirk rather entertaining, even if his calls usually weren’t.

Armen set down the phone and shuddered, a creepy chill running up her spine and into the nerve center of her brain, having nothing to do with the night air. As she was the medical examiner who specialized in the occult—and not happy about it, though she was good at it—work calls usually meant bad news, but something in Terry’s voice this time made the hair on her arms stand on end. She’d never get used to the feeling. For that matter, she’d never grow accustomed to the emotions at play within her human form. They were distracting, to say the least.

She dressed in a pair of old faded jeans and a hoodie, and reached for a pair of shoes—some old no-name brand of black and white sneakers she’d bought at one of the big retail stores dirt-cheap. Armen knew the family behind the stores quite well. They had been on her list in the days of old, before her flesh.

Armen had seen Hell; fire and brimstone were nothing compared to the darkness. Humans were petrified of the idea that they’d burn for eternity. But, the truly scary place wasn’t the giant furnace; it was the darkness lingering around it. All in Heaven and Hell called it Gehenna. That’s where the real monsters lay in wait. And Armen would know, for she’d been one of them.

Five minutes had already passed; if she wanted to look at the scene with Terry before the chief arrived, she’d better hurry—she only had about fifteen minutes. She pulled on her socks and shoes, fetched her car keys from the table, and trotted down the stairs to her Jeep. The sky bore several shades of purple that turned midnight black as she sped off into the darkening twilight toward Terry’s new case.

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What you just read above is the short essay (in italics) that spawned my book Dusk of Death, which will release this coming summer. I’m hoping for a June release, but we’ll see if what little time I have allows for it. At any rate, I still have to finish this edit on the book before I delve into some of the developmental stuff. I’m already looking at images for the cover–there are so many. Oh my God.

But photo searches aside, the edit is going quite well…and I needed something to post today.

Sorry for the Absence . . .

For the past week, I’ve been attempting to come up with something to write for today’s post, especially since I missed posting last week. I’m still at a loss, so I figured I’d just start writing the fucking thing and see what happens. This is the result.

*Note: there will likely be a lot of swearing involved, but since when is that news to anyone who reads this damn blog? Right.

To update you on what I’ve been doing and why I missed last week . . . actually, I can’t recall why I missed last week, but we’ll make something up, like Moon ate my blog post. Sounds good to me. Moon eats just about anything you put in front of . . . she can find. Yeah.

A lot of you know I’ve been editing the past few weeks. I’m working on a novel I wrote in 2006/2007 titled Dusk of Death. This book is the one I entered into a contest not all that long ago, which I obviously didn’t final in since I never heard anything, so I’m sticking to my editing schedule and will ship it off to my awesome editor Sharon before deciding whether to publish it through RIP or send it off to an agent. I really can’t decide. It’s driving me crazy.

Once I’ve finished this edit, I’m either going to work on Tír na nOg, Assassin (yes, m’dears, I know you want this book), or I’ll continue editing Gods & Vampyres. I may even have a vote/contest up about it next week. We’ll see. Not enough of you comment for me to hold contests, but I could change my mind if a bunch of you comment now. Either way, I need to get all three of those books out this year and only ONE of them is completely written. Yeah.

I’ve also started my own jewelry shop, which can be found by clicking on the awesome image below . . . .

One other thing I’ll be adding to this site is a Jinxie’s World clothing line of some sort. I’m working on some nifty designs and we’ll see what happens with them. As soon as they’re ready, I’ll let you know. That’s my new logo off to the side, by the way. *winks*

If you haven’t read my latest book review, please do so here . . . BOUND . . . as I get paid by you visiting the website. So go. NOW! I’d also appreciate a share, as with anything I post. Thanks! It is my new goal to attempt to post a book review every two weeks and then work my way up to one per week. I certainly have a very large To Be Read pile to go through for this!

And I think we’ll leave it at that for now.

So, should I hold a vote or a contest? Comment now.