Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Author Emerald Barnes talks about writing Paranormal




Thanks, Stacy, for having me on the blog! It’s always a pleasure to be here. 

Last month, I released my newest novel, The Marked. Well, sticking true to who I am, I wrote yet another book in the paranormal genre, but it isn’t like my usual books. If you know me, you know that I usually write Christian fiction, but I write in the paranormal genre of Christian fiction. That’s what I’m known for, and that’s great! I love my Entertaining Angels series.  But what most people don’t realize is that I wrote The Marked before I wrote Entertaining Angels. I was writing paranormal fiction, non-Christian fiction, way before I started my Christian fiction series, even back in high school. Back then, I was even writing about ghosts! 

I never thought that I would want to write anything in the paranormal genre, but I loved reading it. I know that contradicts what I said about writing a book with ghosts in it in high school, but nothing came of that story, and I never finished it. (I regret that to this day because it’s gone. I lost it.)
I was a HUGE Dean Koontz fan in Jr. high/high school. My dad introduced me to his books, and Odd Thomas was one of my favorite series, up until it went really weird. (I stopped reading them after Brother Odd.) Anyway, I digress. I loved almost all of his books, and I wanted to write suspense/thrillers like him. So, I tried my hand at it with Read Me Dead. That’s my only full-length novel to date that doesn’t have anything to do with the paranormal genre. 

Soon after, I wrote a book I haven’t published yet—or quite finished—and it dealt with the paranormal too. Well, sort of. It’s complicated, but then, I had the idea for The Marked. It came from a dream I had about a vampire who saved me. That vampire later became a hybrid, and that hybrid’s name is Milo. You’ll meet him in The Marked. So, I took this dream and I rearranged it a bit—quite a lot actually—to become what it is now. And oh my gosh! Writing about paranormal creatures is so much more fun than reading about them! I threw myself completely into this world and invested so much time in their backstory and research. I never knew how fun it was to write about mythical creatures that didn’t exist!

I think I chose this genre because to me, reading is all about an escape. That’s what I always used it for. It would be my happy place at the end of the day. It would be a way for my mind to transpose me to somewhere different, and I wanted so desperately to be a part of that for someone else. I wanted to create these worlds that others could get lost in like I got lost in like in Odd Thomas, Twilight, The Vampire Academy, etc.

And I don’t think people will ever stop loving paranormal books because it is so different than our reality. When you know that creatures like vampires don’t really exist, it’s fun to get lost in a world where they are real. 

What’s your favorite thing about the paranormal genre? Do you read it much?

 
About The Marked: Knight’s Academy Book 1:
Myka Williams has never fit in with her peers, and although her adoptive parents are loving and supportive, she feels most at home alone in the woods.

When she's offered a full scholarship to Knight's Academy in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, she takes the opportunity for a fresh start. She soon learns that Knight’s Academy is more than just a school. Within the stone walls of the institution, humans and vampires are mixing, and their offspring are going unnoticed.

As Myka falls prey to the evil plan of the school, she makes a chilling discovery about her own heritage and realizes that she’s at the Academy for more than just an education. Myka must yield to her birthright at the risk of losing everyone she loves or succumb to the fate that Knight’s Academy has in store for her—a fate worse than death.

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About The Author:

Emerald Barnes resides in a small town in Mississippi and has the accent to prove it. She’s an auntie, a youth leader, a Whovian, a little bit of a nerd, a reader, a writer, and a family-oriented person. God is number One in her life, and she thanks Him continuously for His love and favor. She’s addicted to tv and binge-watching shows, and she has a thing for superheroes.


Connect with Emerald:
Website: www.emeraldbarnes.us
Blog: ebarnes23.wordpress.com
Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/emeraldbarnes
Street Team: www.facebook.com/groups/emeraldbarnesstreetteam
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/emerald_barnes

 

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Heathens to Hearts, The Celebration Series, Book 3 by Stacy Eaton



Heathens to Hearts, 

The Celebration Series, Book 3


 

Stacy Eaton 

USA Today Bestselling Author



Contemporary Romance Series








Blurb:
Jason Hayes loves working as a nurse and living in Celebration Township—or he did until Riayn Simmers showed up in town, and a secret from his past is threatened to be exposed.

Riayn Simmers is shocked to find her college love-and the man she had called a heathen-residing in the same town as her aunt. Now Riayn needs to decide if she can handle sticking around to run her aunt’s bakery, My Baked Buns.

Somehow Riayn and Jason must find a way to coexist in the small town, but what happens when Jason’s secret is exposed and he’s up to be auctioned off at the Valentine’s Day Party? Will the town believe, as Riayn once did, that Jason truly is a heathen, or will he finally win over her heart for good? 

(Clean (no on-scene sex) but does contain language)
The Celebration Series

Welcome to the third book in the Celebration Township Series, Heathens to Hearts. This series consists of thirteen novel and novellas that take place over the course of a year, beginning with Christmas. During that year, twelve more stories will unfold in the Township of Celebration, Pennsylvania, and each release will coincide with an upcoming holiday.

Tangled in Tinsel was the first book in the series and was released in October of 2015. While these books constitute a series, they can also be standalone stories.

Coming in Feb - Rainbows Bring Riches (St. Patrick's Day story)










Excerpt:
I was dumbstruck as Linda introduced Riayn around the table to Ian, Thad, Casey, and Corrine, but when she stopped at me, I could barely look in Riayn’s direction. I was so rattled by Riayn’s sudden appearance after, what, eight, nine years that I stood so quickly I almost knocked over my bulky wooden chair.
     “We already know each other.” I gave Linda a brisk nod and refused to glance at Riayn as I fled the table without another word. My heart raced in my chest as past memories roared through my skull in a deafening wave.
     No doubt Linda was going to bust my chops for taking off the way I did, but by the time she got around to cornering me, I could hopefully come up with an explanation. I just hoped that Riayn didn’t open her big mouth before I had a chance to speak with Linda.
     My blood felt like it was boiling under my skin and I practically shoved people out of my way to get to the bar, “Dabby, give me a shot of whiskey.”
     I clenched the worn wooden edge of the bar and kept my back to the mass of people who had shown up at Dabby’s New Year’s Party as the room began to spin.
     Why the hell was she here? I was tempted to turn and search for her in the crowd, but I waited tensely for my shot, and when it arrived, it barely touched the bar before I was throwing it down the hatch. “Another.”
     Dabby raised an eyebrow at me but didn’t say anything while he refilled my shot glass. I tossed that one back just as quickly and then stared at the scuffed bar.

     The burn of the first shot was filling my gut, and the second one was working its way down my esophagus. I didn’t normally do shots, not since college, but tonight it seemed more than appropriate to throw back a few—numb the pain, numb the memories, numb myself.
     “You alright, man?” I jolted to awareness to find Thad standing on my right side.
     “Yeah, I’m fine.” I held my finger up to get Dabby’s attention since he had wandered off to help another customer.
     “Please tell me you don’t want another shot,” Dabby eyed me critically as he returned. He was a big man who could easily be confused with a lumberjack because of his ever-present flannel shirts and bushy beard. I guess it was good to look like a hard ass when you owned a tavern, but if you really knew the man, you’d know he was a teddy bear.
     “No, I’ll take a beer.”
     “How many shots did you just toss back?” Thad queried from beside me.
     I turned to him, “Two, and don’t worry, I promise I won’t drive home. I’ll sleep in my car if I have to, but I won’t drive.”
     Thad slapped a hand on my back, “Good to know. I’d hate for one of my guys to have to arrest you for DUI.” Thad Wagner was one of the local police officers on our small Celebration Township police force, and a good friend to have.
     “I’m not stupid, Thad,” I retorted and winced as I considered how harsh the words sounded.
     “Sorry, man. I know you’re just looking out for me,” I said to Thad softly.
     “That’s alright. You want to talk about it?” Thad asked as he sipped from a longneck bottle, probably the same one he’d been nursing the last hour.
     “Nah, I’m good, but thanks.” I gulped down half my beer to stop the burning in my throat.
     “Alright, but you know where I am if you want to talk.”
     “Thanks.”
Thad slapped my back again and walked away, leaving me with a storm of memories that immediately crashed around in my skull.
     Shit.
     Of all places, Riayn had to show up here. I couldn’t help myself this time as the urge to look for her struck me again. I’d blame it on the whiskey, not my lusting need to get another peek at her after all these years.






Stacy Eaton 

 


Stacy Eaton is a USA Today Best Selling author and began her writing career in October of 2010. Stacy took an early retirement from law enforcement after over fifteen years of service in 2016, with her last three years in investigations and crime scene investigation to write full time.

Stacy resides in southeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, who works in law enforcement, and her teen daughter who is working toward her second degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do and on the choral and cheerleading squads at school. She also has a son who is currently serving in the United States Navy.

Stacy is very involved in Domestic Violence Awareness and served on the Board of Directors for her local Domestic Violence Center for three years.


Author links
Twitter: @StacySEaton