Blog Hop: Family Blood Ties

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Vampire In Denial:

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Blood doesn't just make her who she is...it also makes her what she is.

Like being a sixteen-year-old vampire isn't hard enough, Tessa's throwback human genes make her an outcast among her relatives. But try as she might, she can't get a handle on the vampire lifestyle and all the...blood.

Turning her back on the vamp world, she embraces the human teenage lifestyle--high school, peer pressure and finding a boyfriend. Jared manages to stir something in her blood. He's smart and fun and oh, so cute. But Tessa's dream of a having the perfect boyfriend turns into a nightmare when vampires attack the movie theatre and kidnap her date. 

Once again, Tessa finds herself torn between the human world and the vampire one. Will blood own out? Can she make peace with who she is as well as what?

Excerpt:

No, Cody had some serious skills, at least according to David. It would take a lot for someone to get the drop on him.

"Psst."

He just didn't have much class. Turning around, Tessa watched Cody land in front of her. His graceful controlled landing made her instantly jealous. 

"There's no sign of anything unusual going on."

"No, of course not. Why would there be? It's not like they're going to advertise that they've kidnapped humans." She studied the huge stone mansion. "The captives are most likely to be downstairs." 

"Whoa. You're not going into the house. If you're determined to take this further, we go back to our parents and let them go to the council. They will determine the best course of action."

Tessa stared at him in disbelief. Everything about the night had taken on a surreal appearance. She was here, where Jared was being held, with someone who could actually help her and he wanted to go for their parents. No knight riding to the rescue here.

Then he'd been raised by the old belief that vampires don't go against vampires - without just cause. She didn't think she could come up with enough evidence to prove her case. 

She snagged his arm, willing him to listen. "We have to at least see if they are here."

"No Tessa." He shook his head, his vampire eyes glowing with terrible heat. "That's enough. This isn't a kid's game. This is vampire business."

"And who's going to believe me? No one. I'm not like you. My word doesn't mean anything to the others. If you don't see that Jared's been taken and kept as a captive yourself, you won't be able to convince them either."

He shook his head.

Fine. She'd go in alone. Turning away, she headed to the back of the house. "Go back home. I don't need you."

"What the..." He raced behind her. "Tessa stop. You can't go inside there. You're not allowed."

"And they're allowed to take humans?" She snorted. "I don't think so." The moon slid out from behind the clouds. Off to the left, a set of stairs cut down to a narrow wooden door. Probably the cellar. Perfect. She picked up her pace, reaching for the knob in seconds. She bolted though the unlocked door before Cody could drag her back out. Down a narrow hallway, she fled through another door that led to a wide open space. Empty space. Damn it. Could the prisoners have been moved already? How? There hadn't enough time for that.

"There, are you satisfied now?"

She spun around at the sound of Cody's voice. "No." She walked the perimeter of the room. At the far end, the room curved down and around. At the far end, her nostrils flared. Her weird knowing sense kicking in. Animal. Death. Fear. Pain.

This area had been used as housing for animals during the cold winter months. Horses, most likely. Ancient farm smells permeated the air. Hay. Manure. Blood.

"What's the matter?" Cody whispered.

She looked at him. "Can't you smell it?" 

"Smell what?"

"Pain. Death."

Vampire In Distress:

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Note: This is Book 2 in the Family Blood Ties series and picks up exactly where Book I left off.

When Tessa rallies friends and family to find her missing date, they uncover a secret...and start a war that causes ripples in all aspects of their lives.

A vampire with throwback human genes. Sixteen-year-old Tessa finds more than just her friend in this journey...she also finds herself in need of rescue ... Imprisoned, she has to find a way to escape and reunite with her family before this war takes out those she loves.

The youngest of his ancient line. Eighteen-year-old Cody descends from flyer vampires wants Tessa back at his side where she belongs – even as he struggles with conflicting emotions about his best friend's kid sister...

A human determined to protect his people. Seventeen year-old Jared thought his life was over then he finds out that his rescuers are vampires...how can he trust them? And then he finds out the truth about Tessa...and that she's been taken, too...

Three brave souls struggle as war breaks out around them...a war that shows them no mercy.

Excerpt:

"Do you not know others in the Council or on committees we can trust? Are all the elders untrustworthy?"

Shocked silence surrounded her.

She closed her eyes and groaned softly. The fragile egos of the elders. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded." She tried again. "I'm trying to understand why you don't trust more people."

"We have elders we trust with many issues. This problem, however...well, it divided the Council when it happened before. It's looking to do the same again, on a much larger scale."

Rubbing the back of her neck, Tessa stared at the two men. "Surely there has to be someone you trust to take control. Or you can bring in many someones. You suggested the Council, then switched to the enforcers. Why?"

"I don't know," Serus muttered, "I started thinking about the members who'd been pro blood farming decades ago."

"It is an ancient problem," she said. "Then bring in young blood. Ones who don't have the same prejudices and beliefs. My generation."

Both men snorted, and Goran said, "We're not bringing in children to do a man's job."

"Why not?" She snapped at him. "I dare you to say that to Cody, Ian, or David."

"That's different. They're men."

Even Serus winced and closed his eyes as if waiting for Tessa to strike Goran a mortal blow.

"I'll ignore that comment, thank you," Tessa said stiffly. Once again, she realized, they'd had a group of vampires together and nothing had gotten done. They'd talked themselves into circles without achieving anything. Pulling out her cell phone, she texted David, repeating her words aloud as she typed. "Who can we contact to help? Dad suggests the Council and the enforcers, and yet has admitted both are problematic."

"Who are you texting?" Serus stared down at the phone in her hand suspiciously.

She smothered a smile. "David."

"David? Why not your mother?"

"Because I figure she's your age and will have the same prejudiced suggestions you do." She shot him a wry glance. "Am I wrong?"

He grimaced. "Probably not."

The wind picked up, chilling them as she waited to hear back.

The longer she waited, the more worried she became. Finally, she looked at her father. "Do we know if our group is still safe? That the people you called in haven't overpowered our people and locked them up?"

"Don't say that. Rhia would have let us know." Serus's face took on a grim look. "I would know if she were in trouble."

The cell phone jingled, relieving Tessa's anxiety, and she hurriedly read David's text.

"He suggests we bring in the media," she said, studying the mixed feelings crossing both men's faces. "Hmm. What do you think of that idea? Or do you consider that another age old prejudice?"

Goran's snort left no doubt about his opinion. "The media can't be trusted at the best of times. This isn't going to be any different."

"Don't you know anyone who's honest? Someone from before? Who, whether you liked them or not, you respected?"

"Hell, no."

About The Author:

Dale Mayer is a prolific multi-published writer. She's best known for Tuesday's Child, Hide'n Go Seek, her romantic suspense novels that was one of the final four in the Kensington Brava/Romantic Times contest this last year. Besides her romantic suspense/thrillers, Dale also writes paranormal romance and crossover young adult books in several different genres.  To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series . All her books are available in print format as well.

To find out more about Dale and her books, visit her at http://www.dalemayer.com. Or connect with her online with Twitter at www.twitter.com/dalemayer and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/dalemayer.author.

BOOKS BY DALE MAYER:

Psychic Vision Series

Tuesday's Child

Hide'n Go Seek

Maddy's Floor

Single Title Romantic Suspense/Thrillers

Touched by Death – out now!

Novellas

It's a Dog's Life (Romantic Comedy)

Young Adult Books

Dangerous Designs – Book I

Deadly Designs – Book 2 – out soon!

Vampire in Denial – Book I of Blood Ties

Vampire in Distress – Book 2 of Blood Ties

Gem Stone Mystery Series- out soon!

In Cassie's Corner- out soon

Non-Fiction Books

Career Essentials: The Resume

Career Essentials: The Cover Letter

Career Essentials: The Interview

Career Essentials: 3 in 1

Horror Hop, Day 3: Ghost Stories

Hello, hello! As promised, here are a few of my personal ghost stories, and a random real life person thrown in for good measure!

Incident One: My mom and I moved into an older home in good ole Hobbs, New Mexico when I was about 12. A man had died in this house of a heart attack and his wife decided to move and rent the place out. Score, right? Meh. There was a bedroom at the back of the house the cat refused to go into. She would tear the door down if we shut her in there while we were eating. Just so happened that was my room.

One evening, I was sleeping. The bed shifted like someone had sat on the edge, so I looked up to find dead air. BUT, there was an indention in the covers and mattress, as though a butt were planted firmly in the spot. Let's just say I got the hell out of dodge on that one.

Incident Two: My husband was in the Army, and we had moved to Mannheim, Germany for four years. Fantastic place, let me tell you. I loved it there. We lived in an apartment building on the base. The buildings had been reconstructed over a site of a WWII bombing.

This is actually several incidents. We lived on the top floor, though right above us was a storage room type deal. It had no walls, no windows. For a solid three weeks, I would hear boots on the floor. They always followed the same pattern: Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, main stairwell. It drove me nuts, because I knew no one lived above us, and every single soldier in our stairwell was deployed.

One morning, I got up to follow the steps. Stupid me, right? It was about four in the morning, and I walked with them from the bedroom to the bathroom. When it headed for the kitchen, I ran to my peephole. We had a box to turn on the light in the stairwell and buzz people in. I flicked on the light as the steps began to descend. Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. They passed right by my door, but nothing could be seen. I never got out of bed with those feet again.

Another time, I was leaving with my daughter to go to the store. A woman was standing outside of the main door, and I'd never seen her before. She was saying she was trying to get in to see someone, but the door wouldn't open. I let her in and sat in my car to watch where she went. Her form passed over the second floor window, and she continued to my floor. But she passed my floor and went on up to the storage unit. And I never saw her again.

THEN, there was a little girl who made two appearances. My husband saw her out of the corner of his eye one morning, though he denies it now. My mom also saw the child, peeking around the corner to watch my daughter and her friend play. When we were moving stateside, my daughter looked at me and said: "Hey, mommy. Do you remember the little girl I played with who came out from under my bed?" Sweet mercy, I almost had a heart attack. There's a few more incidents, but one still gives me the chills so I'm not going to discuss that one.

Incident Three: We moved to El Paso, Texas after that and stayed there for five years. When we first moved in, I would hear a cat meowing through the house, though we had no pets at the time. We got a dog a few weeks later, and she dug up some animal bones in the backyard.

When my husband was deployed one of his multiple times, I was sitting on the couch watching TV. My kids were tucked in bed, and all was quiet. But I had this eerie feeling of being watched, so I glanced up to see my daughter standing at the stairwell. "Ashleigh," I said. "What are you doing up?" She didn't answer, just turned around and walked away.

This struck me as curious, so I went up to make sure she was okay. And what did I find? My daughter, dead asleep, still tucked in where I'd left her. Come to think of it, she didn't own a little nightgown like the child had on. We had a time where my son would go into the bathroom and dump the shampoo in the sink to play with. One day, I was sitting on the couch and my mom told me she'd just seen Peyton walk into the bathroom. But when I went up, he was all tucked into bed. She swears she saw a blonde kid walk into that bathroom.

And the real life incident: My family and I were traveling back from Ohio to Texas one fine day. I was driving while they slept. My husband decided he needed to pee at the most random interval in the middle of nowhere. Lucky for him, there was a little city named Toyah coming up.

(The left is a real photo of Toyah.)

From the freeway, the city looked dead, but there was a diner. So we pulled over and parked in the overgrown parking lot. The diner was abandoned and closed, and I didn't see a soul for miles around us. My husband just decided to go looking around this old diner, but I had an ill feeling about the place. I looked to my left, and a garage door opened on an old mechanic shop. There was a beat up VW bus in the bay, and a motorcycle outside.

A man emerged from the shadows, greasy for the work he did. He watched us with a calculating gaze, wiping down a wrench the entire time. By the time my husband returned, I was panicked. All I could think of was the damn movie, The Hills Have Eyes.

Every time we drove past that town, I looked down and wondered what happened.

That's all I've got for you today! Hope you enjoyed, and thanks for dropping in.

Horror Blog Hop, Day 2: When Devising Deaths

Happy Tuesday!

It's day two of the paranormal/horror blog hop, and I'm having a great time blogging with y'all. Today's focus is on deaths and murders.

I'll admit I'm not very good with ghost stories. Something about them doesn't click, or perhaps it's the memories they dredge up with the experiences I've had. I love to read them, but I can't write a good ghost story to save my life.

But...I can write a damn good murder scene. The lines form at the most random place and time. I was driving to work one day, just cruising on an hour long commute, when I suddenly wondered how plausible I could make a highway murder. Perhaps a crazed killer is chasing the hero/heroine on the freeway, and he runs the car off the road into, say, one of those orange barrels filled with sand. The car would be smashed, leaving the person inside dazed and confused. This would be prime opportunity for someone to kill them.

Of course, the hero/heroine would have to escape somehow. What kind of story kills off the lead character?

Maybe I do. If you want to find out, you can check out Mel's story. She was just a normal woman until she fell in with a group of psychotic vampires.

**TRIGGER WARNING** There is a rape scene in this one. And a lot of violence.

Here's Mel's info. Tomorrow, I'll weave you some stories of ghosts from personal experience! Enjoy!

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Blurb: 

Mel McIntyre thought she was all set in this life. She had a fabulous job, a cute apartment, and a cat. But when her sister dies and her last living relative, her nephew Joey, disappears, Mel finds everything she knows turned upside down.

Unwillingly thrown into a world she never thought existed, thanks to an almost fatal mistake made by Joey, Mel finds herself suddenly involved with a vampire named Levi. And she quickly discovers this relationship isn't the good thing she thought it to be.

As Mel becomes a shell of her former self, can she find the strength to battle back? Or will she let the vampires win?

Horror Hop! Day One: You Write Horror?!

Good morning, and happy Monday!

Welcome to the paranormal and horror novella blog hop. I am Lindsay Klug, multi published author with several paranormal and horror novellas on the market. Mostly, I love to write vampires and werewolves, but I'm expanding and growing with every keystroke.

Many times, when I tell someone I write horror, they have one of two initial reactions.

First: I thought horror writers were all men.

Second: She must be deranged.

Neither of the two are true, though number two is up for debate sometimes. I just happen to enjoy a good scare, and so I write things that are intended to chill the reader. Because anyone reading horror isn't looking for unicorns and sunshine.

Unless the unicorns are vicious killers, that is.

I digress. Sure, my bookshelf is filled with the likes of A Writers Guide To: weapons, cause of death, and body trauma, but those help me to write realistically. And yeah, I have an encyclopedia called Hunting Humans. It details each and every serial killer.

Okay, maybe I'm also on a watch list for the FBI since most of my searches entail phrases like...

"If a woman is stabbed with a dagger, what does the wound look like?"

"Can a man's testicles be removed whole?"

"If a body is thrown into a pen full of wild boars, how long would it take to be completely eaten?"

On second thought, I can see where they might think me deranged.

If you'd like a quick little horror/paranormal story, check out Siege of Shadows. It's a Halloween novella published last year with Silver Publishing, and I frankly loved the way it came out. Thanks for dropping by!

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Blurb:

A neighbor, arrested, covered in his wife’s blood. A wolf stalking her. To top it all off, the new neighbor is trying to kill her—in her nightmares.

Billie is having one hell of a time with the new guy on the block. She can’t decide if she hates him or wants to take him to bed, for starters. And every time she dreams about him, she wakes up with dried blood on her body.

There’s only one explanation, but even Billie thinks she’s crazy for believing it. No way her neighbor is trying to kill her.

Right?

Spotlight: Tabitha Rayne

Happy Monday! Today, I'm spotlighting Tabitha Rayne, author of A Clockwork Butterfly. Enjoy!

It’s lovely to be here today Lindsay, thank you for letting me stop by!

Food Glorious Food!

Food, food, food! I love food, my mouth is watering just typing the word! I had always dreamed of how wonderful beef Wellington would be, so much so, that I would deny myself it if it was ever on the menu at a restaurant just in case it didn't match up to my vision of what it would taste like. Recently though, one of my friend's who is a magnificent chef, made some and I'm telling you, it was better than I ever imagined. Because I made my future world where A Clockwork Butterfly is set, fairly austere, good food becomes a rare and coveted treat for my heroine, Lena. In one chapter, she is given a feast of all the mouth watering delicacies you can think of and because she has basically lived off gruel most of her life, it is an overwhelming sensual treat. I had great fun writing that scene, imagining all the flavours and textures, mmmm salmon, perfect strawberries, - and the best bit? I simply had to do some research on some chocolate ice cream!

A Clockwork Butterfly by Tabitha Rayne - Futuristic Erotic Romance

Blurb:

Lovers torn apart by duty…will Angelo and Lena be reunited?

Mankind is close to extinction. Toxins have all but wiped out the male population. The remaining fertile men are housed in manors where their seed is collected.

Lena Lee is a new collector with a rare pheromone believed to reignite human fertility. She's assigned a male who's predicted to be her perfect match.

Angelo, a clockwork butterfly maker, is held captive, his essence harvested daily by Lena. Over time, the couple begins to fall in love, something which is strictly prohibited. When their forbidden love is discovered, Lena is banished from the manor.

Torn apart by the duty that brought them together, Lena and Angelo must find a way back to each other. But even if Angelo manages to escape, he doesn't know where to find Lena. Will following the path of the clockwork butterfly lead him to his true love?

Content Warning: strong language, BDSM, and graphic sexual content, including m/f, f/f, and f/f/m sexual interaction

Watch a trailer for A Clockwork Butterfly here!

A little taster…

“You must be hungry,” The Wasp stated and guided Lena unsteadily over the thick rug.

Lena remembered how rich and ornate it had looked and took the opportunity to wriggle her bare toes about in it as she walked. She tried to brand the memory into her feet so she could revisit this place while she paced the cold concrete of her cell at night. She shivered slightly and at once a cloak was draped around her shoulders and clipped together at her throat. They stopped and Lena was told to sit while Cheryl removed her blindfold. Before her lay the most sumptuous feast she had only ever seen in fairytales. For a punishment, Lena thought to herself, this wasn’t bad. Not bad at all.

The Wasp sat at the other end of the table and could only just be seen over the mountains of beautiful fresh delicacies and candelabras.

“Champagne?” The Wasp cocked her head to Cheryl who placed a glass of bubbly liquid in front of Lena.

“Thank you.” She smiled at the young woman and noticed she had changed into what looked like an old fashioned waitress or maid’s outfit. Cheryl looked away and bowed slightly to The Wasp. Lena felt a very strange atmosphere grow between the women and sensed that she should just keep her attention on her plate which was now being piled high with all sorts of delicious looking morsels. Salmon, broccoli, cheese, plums, grapes, bread, and things Lena couldn’t even name.

She picked up her fork and paused, waiting for a command to eat from The Wasp. She nodded once, staring, and Lena speared the salmon and ravenously piled it into her mouth. Everything was incredible. Lena was in heaven. The manor’s food had been on a par with the gruel thrust through her cell door in the mornings and Lena savored every lick of this bounty. She glanced up at The Wasp and Cheryl who were motionless, staring at her. Lena didn’t know whether to feel intimidated or amused so just kept stuffing her face and chewing until her jaws and stomach ached. She half anticipated another round of punishment of some sort and wanted to make sure that she took full advantage of her host’s hospitality just in case she was never brought back to this table.

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Tabitha Rayne has been told she is quirky, lovely and kinky – not necessarily in that order or by the same person. She writes erotic romance and as long as there’s a love scene – she’ll explore any genre.

Her short stories, published and upcoming, are included in anthologies from Xcite, Oysters & Chocolate, Cliess, Ravenous Romance and House of Erotica. She has two stand alone titles from Beachwalk Press.

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Knee Deep Spotlight

Happy Friday!

Today, I'm featuring a spotlight of Knee Deep by Jolene Perry. Monday, I'll be posting a review of the book, as well, so be sure to check back in! Enjoy.

Knee Deep Summary

Shawn is the guy Ronnie Bird promised her life to at the age of fourteen. He's her soul mate. He's more uptight every day, but it's not his fault. His family life is stressful, and she's adding to it. She just needs to be more understanding, and he'll start to be the boy she fell in love with. She won’t give up on someone she’s loved for so long.

Luke is her best friend, and the guy she hangs with to watch girlie movies in her large blanketopias. He's the guy she can confide in before she even goes to her girlfriends, and the guy who she's playing opposite in Romeo and Juliet. Now her chest flutters every time he gets too close. This is new. Is Ronnie falling for him? Or is Juliet? The lines are getting blurry, but leaving one guy for another is not something that a girl like Ronnie does.

Shawn’s outbursts are starting to give her bruises, and Luke’s heart breaks as Ronnie remains torn. While her thoughts and feelings swirl around the lines between friendship and forever, she’s about to lose them both. 

 

Jolene Perry:

Jolene grew up in Wasilla, Alaska. She graduated from Southern Utah University with a degree in political science and French, which she used to teach math to middle schoolers.

After living in Washington, Utah and Las Vegas, she now resides in Alaska with her husband, and two children. Aside from writing, Jolene sews, plays the guitar, sings when forced, and spends as much time outside as possible.

She is also the author of Night Sky and The Next Door Boys.

 

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Pages: 240
Release: May 1, 2012

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Summer Heat

Happy Thursday!

Today, I had a special assignment from one of my publishers, Rebel Ink Press. This is a summer heat blog hop event! Check out the rest of the great writers at rebelinkpress.com/rebelreasoning.

Here we go:

The click-clack of her heels across the wood floor sent a thrill across his skin. He chewed his lip with anticipation and longed to wipe at the bead of sweat trickling down his face. But his tied hands could only strain at the bed frame.

The bed shifted ever so slightly as she leaned against it. His body tensed, waiting for her soft touch. Please, he begged silently.

When she trailed the wispy feather up his leg, he moaned. Her hand slid upwards from his feet, tickling the hairs and making him twitch. She crawled on top of him, always touching his skin and leaned close to his ear.

Her soft body lay against him, her hair brushing his chest. “Do you want me, baby?” Her breath tickled his ear.

“Yeah, I do.”

She shifted, and he wondered what naughty things she could be pulling from her bag of tricks. When the tip of the high heel scraped against his chest and she tapped it over his heart.

“Maybe you’ll get me. But I’m going to make you wait for it, just like you did me in high school.”

Realization hit him, smacking him right in the face. How could he not have recognized the baby blue eyes that used to stare at him with tears brimming them?

“Becky?”

“I’ll see you later, lover.”

The door closed and silence engulfed him.

The end!

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Spotlight: Revealing Hamilton

Happy Tuesday! Enjoy today's spotlight of Revealing Hamilton.

Blurb:

A conversation with a stranger changes Amelia Hamilton's life forever. When she learns her grandfather faked his own death, normalcy slips from Amelia's grasp. To make matters worse, he is coming for her in less than seven days. What she hasn't determined is why.

Amelia's grandfather, Marius Benedict, once headed The Physician Coalition, an elite group of doctors who threw the Hippocratic Oath out the window. Years ago, they used a low-risk medical research study as a front for their experiments. Without their consent, innocents were injected with JackRabbit7, a hazardous substance used to alter their DNA. The victims were left with less-than-desirable super-human powers or excruciating death. Years after he disbanded the group, Marius has a new plan and is reforming The Coalition.

Max, a mysterious stranger from the Insurance Agency, offers to help keep Amelia safe. He introduces The Agency as an underground government organization that contains and eliminates those who intend to harm the world. To protect The Agency, the truth of their activities are concealed and replaced with sugar-coated stories in the media.

 

Over the course of the next week, Amelia has to accept the truth and learn who can be trusted. At midnight on her 23rd birthday, a contract between The Coalition and The Insurance Agency will expire, giving Marius full rein to approach his granddaughter and finish the project he started with her so many years ago.

About The Author:

Sarah Carr is a novelist who can be found most evenings with a cup of tea in-hand and her imagination racing from plot to plot. When away from her work, part of her mind is constantly brainstorming her next story and she always has writing paraphernalia within reach.

She wrote stories as a child, but became more serious about her passion during her twenties. In her spare time, she likes to read, splash in mud puddles, smell bookstores and eat Honeycrisp apples. Yearly, she participates in NaNoWriMo and has mentored others through the program. Due to her dedication to National Novel Writing Month, she is part of an amazing writing group.

Born and raised in Washington State, Sarah still resides in the area. Her life is richly filled with her supportive, yet swashbuckling husband and their golden Nugget.

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