Saturday 23 March 2013

The shadows breath...


The sunken shadows that pressed into the ground started to get longer and more defined. Like a collection of moving silhouettes reaching across the dirt. They moved with just enough speed that I doubted myself. I was so focused on the shadows that a touch of warm breath flicked my neck and caused me to cringe. I spun around with an outstretched swing ready to strike... but there was nothing.
The dry taste in my mouth made every inhale sound stained. Shallow and quick, was I panicking? Impossible. It’s just my imagination. I’ve gotten the idea stuck in my head and now I can’t seem to look past the possibility of make believe monsters.
I rubbed my eyes and felt the tingle in my right eye start to burn. I pulled my sleeve up to wipe it clean when I saw a bulky mass shift to my left. It moved from behind one tree trunk to the other.
I power walked forward feeling ridiculous when a low groan forced me to a stop. That was not imagined. It was not a groan from a dog, or a man or a wild boar. It carried with it a distinct cracking noise, like the crack of electricity.
I glanced over my shoulder not sure what to expect.  The forest was getting darker; the hand print of night had covered almost every touch of surface and smothered out the moonlight.  Everything went quiet, unnaturally quiet that all I could hear was each breath whistle through my nose.   I strained my eyes into the depths when the beast appeared.
Something huge stepped out from the bulk of the trees just down the path from me. I couldn’t see much detail, just a slim canine head hovering a good two feet higher than my height, its eyes of silver shimmering with an unnatural glow.
It was panting heavily, its body coated in black scales that melted with the rest of the dim bush.  The panic hadn’t set in yet but I could feel the fear flooding behind my eyes.  The creature then slowly started to step forward on all fours and I could hear the heavy crunch of its padded feet press into the dirt. It lowered its head so its shoulder blades arched upwards like pointed thorns. A touch of light crossed its face and caught the white shine of fangs. Its lips were curled back, letting another series of cracking hisses through.  As it opened his jaws, a harsh smoky, silver glow seemed to be emulating from the core of its body, seeping out of its eyes and mouth like escaping smoke. It was dangerously foul, a creature that clearly did not belong to this world, let alone Whitehaven. I stepped backwards just as the beast jumped into a sprint straight towards me. It was fast. Really, really fast. I bolted as soon as it moved.




Artist: NanFe

Saturday 16 March 2013

Update: Dusty Blood

Here we go again, back to Dusty Blood. I don't know if anyone would still be reading due to the long gap between updates, but here it is. Please note: Maemi name has changed to Evelynn. I decided to change it in the end, felt better suited. Sorry if this causes confusion, I can't be bothered going through ever post and changing it (I'm lazy).

Here we go~ the continuation of Dusty Blood.
SAMPLE:

He had grabbed her around the wrist and dropped his gaze.

“I ‘ave thought about this for a long time… and I can no’ go with you this way. Those nightmares I ‘ave are a nightly struggle, and though I may be able to wake myself before anything happens, I would never be able to forgive myself if I hurt you again.”

He then swiftly rose to a stand and kept her wrist firmly in his grasp. He took one step forward as Evelynn took one step back, confused by his words. Was he telling her he was leaving? Did he wait till they were alone so he could say his final goodbye?

“Sebastian!”

“Don!” He growled under his raspy voice before reaching into his pocket and clasping a thin medal wire around her wrist. “You must wear this. Never take it off again”.

The master bracelet sang to her with familiarity as the magic work its way into her blood stream. Glancing down, she spotted the slave bracelet bearing into his skin, setting the metal into his bone. The connection between the two was intense like links of a chain.

“Sebastian… I….”

She really felt lost for words, even more so when Sebastian lifted his other hand and let it gently slide along her chin. He wasn’t smiling, but even so his eyes were softening like melting snow.

“If he kisses you again I’ll kill him.”

 

Friday 15 March 2013

Craig Yelle Review

A HUGE HUGE HUGE thank you to Craig Yelle, the author and mastermind behind his upcoming release Taking Angels for this wonderful review. I am so thrilled to hear such a postive response, it really means the world to me.

You can find his work here! http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17612516-taking-angels 



 
Lock, as the story unfolded became more likeable as you understood where he came from and how he ended up in his current situation. He held up his end of the story very well and balanced Rachael perfectly.

All that being said, there is simply no other way to explain My Demonic Ghost except that Jacinta Maree is a talented and gifted storyteller who continually added elements to her story that encompassed myths and legends alike. The way she wove them into the story so believably is evidence that she has a very bright future ahead of her.

Her ability to take characters that I initially despised and make me feel empathy for them is truly amazing.

I love a good story and will be waiting for the next addition to My Demonic Ghost as Jacinta Maree will surely not disappoint me.

 

Turning Pages - Interview

Thank you so much to Turning Pages - facebook link here- for this really exciting and creative interview. I had such a blast answering all of your questions, especially because I got to speak about my great love of Japan. ♥ ♥ ♥
 
 
 
Example:
 
  1. What is a question you’ve always wanted to be asked in an interview but never have? And what is the answer?
Currently I am writing three different stories on completely different genres. One is My Demonic Ghost, which is the paranormal story, one of them is called Dusty Blood where it exists in a high fantasy world plagued with giant Zodiac guardians, mages and other mystical creatures and the last is Mechanical Breath which is a cyborg race of humans turning themselves into machines just to survive on their planet.
My question to myself would be, if I had a choice which world would I pick to live in? Ghosts (My Demonic Ghost), Zodiac guardians (Dusty Blood) or Cyborgs (Mechanical Breath)?
My answer…. Zodiac Guardians (Dusty Blood). Why? The world of the Zodiac Guardians is filled with magic and the chance to meet dragons and fly on the backs of giant birds. Where the word impossible doesn’t exist and you can achieve anything you want once you put your mind to it. Plus, a fiery, stubborn, temperamental and rebellious young man by the name of Sebastian lives there, fighting for your affection and the freedom of the cursed.


Ghost Magnets

Rhonda M Perkins- Helton can do it all and I have evidence! Here she's made up 40 My Demonic Ghost magnets that are going to be included in the 'party bags' at the RT Convention in May. They look amazing! Love the ghost charms hanging from the bottom.
 
 

Thursday 14 March 2013

Worth Fighting For....

Here we have Gargoyle caught in battle, he is an Angel of Justice meaning he hunts and destroys creatures and spirits of demonic essences. They use the power of light energy to attack and defend themselves.

 
 
 
 
Artist: Elsevilla

Thursday 7 March 2013

Sneak Peak- My Demonic Ghost Three

I have a sneak peak into My Demonic Ghost Book Three:
I don't know why, but I just love writing scenes where characters are arguing. It's during those heated moments that the un-expectant truth comes out.
 

 


Lock pushed himself up from the wall, running his hand roughly through his hair, "I'm not perfect Rachael, and yes I'm going to get jealous. It's a part of my curse, of who I am. I am an env...ious, jealous, brat of a boy and I can't stop thinking about how much I want you. I know my faults! I'm not blind and I'm trying to fix myself but its just not that easy. But I will never trick you. I will never betray you."

I shook my head, freeing tears, "I don't believe you." I nibbled on my lower lip, I just couldn't handle the drama anymore. "You should go."

"Fine" Lock turned to leave when I called out to him again.

"No, I mean go, go. Go back to the Reapers and the other Banished. You don't belong here."

"Rachael"

"I don't want you here. Why can't you understand that? Just get out"

Lock didn't move, he didn't even turn back around to reply with some snarky remark. He just stood there, soaking up my words before he gently lowered his head. Without a word he stepped through the front door and vanished.   
 
Image: Viria13
 

Saturday 2 March 2013

Creatures from El- Dragon and Cat


 
You may be wondering what crazy thing is Jacinta doing now, or maybe you're just drawn to this majestic creature just like I am, in any case I would love to introduce to you my newest addition to the Maree family.

Here we have a one of it's kind, custom made sculpture made to match my wants and desires.

Obviously, if you must know one thing about me then let it be this, I love cats. Secondly, I also love dragons. So, its only a natural reaction for me to combine these two creatures of fantasy and beauty into the one masterpiece.

Along with my love of mythical beasts and the common house pet I also LOVE oriental influences. Interweaved with the pattern and coat of the dragon you'll find Sakura trees, tea pots, a bird cage with butterflies escaping from it and a Japanese shrine on its back (it's not so clear in the pictures.)
 
This creation and other unique pieces can be found here: Creatures from El - Blog
 
And purchased here: Creaturse from El- Store
 

Friday 1 March 2013

R.M. Gilmore - Endless Night Giveaway


R.M. Gilmore’s Killer D-Day Giveaway!

The Book

Endless Night

Odyssey of the Occult book #2
By: R.M. Gilmore


Synopsis

The bitch is back in this second installment of the Dylan Hart Odyssey of the Occult series. The irreverent Dylan Hart, once again, graces us with her presence, this time from down in New Orleans. She has drug along her band of misfit vampires, but this time blood drinkers are the least of her worries. Dylan finds herself entangled in the underground world of blood and lust when she encounters a new, and much more frightening, villain. Voodoo. Who do?

Genre

Mystery/Paranormal

Length
220 pages

Average Rating

4.9 of 5 Stars

What People are saying about it


There is ass dimple smut , sexy mysterious men , I'm sure there was a strange vampire or 3 in there, a bit of creepy weird voodoo, a bit of unfortunate lap vomiting and general Dylan Hart funnies. Gilmore has outdone herself again” – Belladonna’s Book Corner


“RM Gilmore has surpassed herself in the second installment of her Dylan Hart Series. Endless Night is somehow even edgier, more entertaining and most definitely side-splitting, tea-spitting funnier than book one, The Scene.” – Bex ‘n’ Books


“I finished this fabulous book in a night. I just could not put it down. Gilmore does it again with bringing such life to Dylan Hart. I found myself giggling out loud several times. I love the supporting characters, also. It's just a solid, fun read. Looking forward to more Dylan and gang adventures.” – M. McDow


 


Links

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Goodreads.com


 

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The Author

Living in the dead center of California, R.M. Gilmore writes mystery

thrillers with a supernatural twist.

Drawing from people and places in her life, she brings us the irreverent character Dylan Hart, the Dylan Hart Odyssey of the Occult series, and sweet Lynnie Russell, the Lynnie Russell Trilogy.

Gilmore has contributed to numerous anthologies, as well as, short story

and stand-alone works-in-progress.

 

Gilmore also creates original artworks in various mediums including paint and clay. Her home is filled with eclectic music memorabilia, horror flicks, and droves of complete Lego sets. R.M. shares a home with her husband, kids, and more than thirty animals including a Labrador, frilled dragon, and gargoyle geckos.

 

When she's not insane with writing, household junk, and animal care, she loves to watch movies, digs detective shows, and imbibes more than one person should.

 

R.M. Gilmore lives to laugh and will likely die laughing.
 

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