BETWEEN SHIFTS: Offical Preorder Post

Posted under Preorder, The City Between on September 5th, 2018 by

Well, here it is! The official preorder post for BETWEEN SHIFTS! September 30th is D-Day, but you can preorder now to set and forget–until the book downloads to your Kindle, of course…

There’s a body beneath the skip bins. Fae on the forklift. A vampire in the manager’s office. And there’s definitely something skeevy going on in the locker rooms.

Hi. I’m Pet. Well, not exactly Pet. I am a pet.

I was meant to stay out of it, but somebody’s gotta do something when humans are being killed by Behindkind creatures.

Lucky for me, my owners are just as dangerous and inhuman as the bad guys…

…maybe more.

Between Jobs Official Release Date & Preorder!

Posted under Preorder, Release date is here! on April 9th, 2018 by

This last month has been a bit busy, hence the lack of blogposts on my blog. Sorry pardon…

But the good news attached to that sad lack of consistency is the fact that I’ve got an official release date for Between Jobs, the first book in my The City Between UF series. I also have the Very Official, Updated Blurb.

(Also, just quietly, if you’re not on my mailing list, now is the time to do it! I’ll be sharing the complete first chapter of Between Jobs in the second email of this month…)

Between Jobs will come out May 31st, and I’m planning to follow it with the releases of books 2 and 3 of The City Between in June and July, respectively.

When you wake up in the morning, the last thing you expect is a murdered guy outside your window. Things like that tend to draw the attention of the local police, and when you’re squatting in your parents’ old house until you can afford to buy it, another thing you can’t afford is the attention of the cops.

Oh yeah. Hi. My name is Pet.

It’s not my real name, but it’s the only one you’re getting. Things like names are important these days.

And it’s not so much that I’m Pet.

I’m a pet.

A human pet: I belong to two Behindkind fae and a pouty vampire. It’s not weird, I promise—well, it is weird, yeah. But it’s not weird weird, you know?

You can preorder here on Amazon, or just sign up to know when it comes out.

Staff & Crown (Or, Shenanigans at Trenthams)

Posted under Preorder, Publishing, Two Monarchies Sequence on January 31st, 2018 by

Ever since I wrote Masque, I’ve wanted to write the adventures of Annabel and Isabella at Trenthams. I’m very fond of Finishing School stories–and more so of stories where Finishing Schools are turned upside down–so it was obvious from the start that it was going to be an eventful attendance. And if you consider that I was hugely fond of the original St. Trinians movies, you’ll probably begin to get something of an idea about what I like to see in a girl’s school…

So, I’m hugely pleased to announce that Staff & Crown is finally finished (pending a full edit and a couple proof-reads) and, if you didn’t already know, is on Preorder for a February 28th release (Amazon & Kobo). And since anyone who has been following along on my Facebook Page knows that I just love to post excerpts–here! Have an excerpt!

–oOo–

The girls were still milling around in the classroom, laughing and talking without being too concerned about going on to their next lesson in any prompt manner, but it wasn’t until Annabel looked around and saw the absence of the teacher she had expected, that she understood why.

Of Isabella, quietly, she asked, “What did you do to the teacher?”

“Nothing at all!” Isabella said, with wide eyes. “I do assure you, Nan! Only I fancy she won’t be coming out of her room at any stage soon, because I did hear there was a snake in her room. Imagine, Nan! The poor creature must be confused—it keeps circling the bed as if it can’t see which way to go!”

“I suppose the teacher’s on the bed,” Annabel said, trying not to grin too much. “Wait, wasn’t this a Place Setting class?”

“I wonder why I gave you a schedule, Nan; really I do.”

“But isn’t it the Meal Matron who takes this one?”

“Astonishing, isn’t it?” Isabella said. “The Meal Matron is such a strong, fearless woman. Who would have imagined that she would crumble so completely in the face of a harmless little grass snake?”

“You, probably,” said Annabel, without mincing words. “Belle, how in the world can you handle snakes when you’re afraid of horses!”

“Snakes,” said Isabella firmly, “are lovely, soft, sensitive creatures who are greatly misunderstood. Horses—now horses, Nan, are a wicked combination of muscle and sheer, errant determination not to do what is expected of them.”

“All right,” Annabel said, still grinning. “But I’d prefer to deal with horses rather than snakes.”

“So, it appears, would the Meal Matron.”

–oOo–

Descent into Madness: or, an Interview in Underland

Posted under Character Interviews, Novella, Preorder, Release date is here! on March 7th, 2016 by

In honour of PLAYING HEARTS‘ publication this week, I’ve arranged a rather special interview! With me today are Hatter, Hare, and Dormy; sans tea-table but fully supplied with tea and crumpets.

 

PLAYING HEARTS BOOK COVER-picmonkeyW.R. [addresses all three]: Good afternoon! It’s lovely to have you with me today!

Hatter: It can’t be afternoon. We haven’t had our morning tea yet. You’ll have to rewind.

W.R.: Er…Good morning?

Hatter: Better. Better, butter. Butter! Who took the butter? I must get on with the crumpets or we’ll be late.

Hare: YOU WILL GET NOTHING FROM ME, MADAM, BUT NAME, EAR LENGTH, AND HAT SIZE.

Dormy: SNOOOOOOooooaaaaaaaaAAAARK!

W.R.: I’m sorry, what did you say?

Hatter: He didn’t say anything. He’s snoring.

W.R.: No, I mean the Hare. Name, ear length, and hat size…?

Hatter: He thinks you’re a minion of the queen.

W.R.: Why would I be a minion of the queen?

Hatter: Prestige, power, scones…

Hare: HARE, ELEVEN INCHES NINEPENCE, FOUR AND THREE QUARTERS.

W.R.: Um. Thanks.

Dormy: SNOOOOOOooooaaaaaaaaAAAARK!

W.R. [addresses Hatter]: Your hat is a rather special one, I hear. Can you tell us about it?

Hatter: Yes.

W.R.:…

Hatter:…

W.R.: Um. Your hat? You were going to tell us about it?

Hatter: No I wasn’t.

W.R. [narrows eyes]: You just said you could tell us about it.

Hatter [sniffs]: Can and will are two different things. You should be more precise.

W.R. [considers a very precise method of informing the Hatter what a prat he is]: Perhaps the Hare would care to answer a question or two?

Hatter: Perhaps.

Dormy: SNOOOOOOooooaaaaaaaaAAAARK!

W.R.[addresses Hare]: I see you have a crutch.

Hare: I SEE YOU HAVE A BIG NOSE.

W.R.[tries to hide nose behind hand]: Well, yes, but—I mean, you’re missing a front paw, not a back leg. Why do you need a crutch? Isn’t it inconvenient?

Hare: WELL, WHY DO YOU NEED A NOSE AS BIG AS THAT? DOES IT HELP YOU SMELL BETTER?

W.R.: No. That’s why I take showers.

Hare [fixed stare]:…

W.R. [fixed glare]:…

Hare: HAVE A CUP OF TEA. IT’S NOT POISONED.

W.R. [takes teacup]: Thaaaanks. Back to your crutch. When did you get it?

Hare: NOT EVEN A SMIDGE OF BATTERY ACID.

W.R. [puts teacup down]: What do you know about battery acid? You come from a pre-electric paradigm.

Hare: WE HAD A LOOK AT YOUR CAR. IT WAS BROKEN.

W.R.: My car wasn’t broken!

Hare: WE FIXED IT FOR YOU. WE ACCEPT PAYMENT IN TEA AND CRUMPETS.

W.R.: But you don’t know anything about car electronics!

Hare: YES, AND IT WAS VERY DIFFICULT. THAT MEANS IT’S WORTH A LOT OF TEA AND CRUMPETS.

W.R.: What did you do to my car!?

Hatter: Well, it has wheels, after all. Worst comes to worst, you can always get behind it and push. Good exercise for you.

W.R. [groans]: Never mind. I’m sure it can’t be as bad as all that.

Dormy [blinks and sits up, yawning]

W.R. [looks relieved]: Oh, lovely! Dormy, you’re awake! I have so many questions I’d like to ask you!

Dormy: Meep!

W.R. [clears throat]: So: you’re usually asleep in the teapot that Mabel uses to get into Underland. Can you tell me why you like to sleep in tea dregs? It seems like a rather uncomfortable place for a nap.

Dormy: Meep!

W.R.: Right. Um. But the teapot? Why is it such a favourite with you?

Dormy: Meep!

W.R. [addresses Hatter and Hare]: Have I offended him? Or does he not care for questions?

Hatter: He’s a dormouse.

Hare: A DORMOUSE, MADAM.

W.R.: Yes, I know. What’s that got to do with it?

Hatter & Hare [stare at W.R.]:…

Hatter: Dormice don’t talk.

Hare: IS SHE MENTALLY DEFICIENT?

Hatter [sotto voce]: Back away slowly. Maybe she won’t notice.

W.R. [pinches bridge of nose and sighs]: You know what? I think we’re done.

Hare: RUN FOR IT, HATTER, SHE’S GETTING UP!

W.R. [indignant]: Oh, for Pete’s sake! Come back here, you two!

Dormy: Meep!

W.R.: You left Dormy behind, you mad little oiks! Now what am I supposed to do? I haven’t got a teapot big enough for him!

***

Well, that’s it. I’m off to find out what they’ve done to my car. If you want to see more of Hatter and Hare, you can get PLAYING HEARTS by clicking the link… 

Get TWELVE DAYS OF FAERY for FREE!

Posted under Advertising, Giveaways, Novellas, Preorder on December 4th, 2015 by

I’m running a 3-day special on TWELVE DAYS OF FAERY. From Dec 3-5, TDOF is free on Kindle! Get it while it’s hot–er, free!

And when you’ve finished it, FIRE IN THE BLOOD is only 99c on preorder!

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Preorder Is Up: AKA, Git Yer Novella Heeeeere!

Posted under Novella, Preorder, Shards Of A Broken Sword on September 24th, 2015 by

Hey guys 🙂 This is just a quick, mid-week note to let you all know that TWELVE DAYS OF FAERY is up for preorder on Amazon. So go preorder now!*

*Or don’t. I’m not the boss of you.

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In Twelve Days Of Faery, King Markon of Montalier is at the end of his tether. His son, Prince Parrin, is afflicted with a rather nasty curse that slaughters, maims, or brutally attacks any woman with whom he so much as flirts. After the rumour that sweeps around the kingdom, promising that any woman breaking the ‘curse’ will be eligible to marry the prince, there is no shortage of willing volunteers. Unfortunately, there is also no shortage of bodies piling up.

Markon needs to do something, but what? Can a visiting enchantress from Avernse help, or is she simply another accident waiting to happen? And will Markon be able to give her up to his son if she does break the curse?

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