Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Celia’s Werewolf Top 10- Favorite Werewolves from Movies, TV and Books

Hi Everyone!

Happy to be on Fang-tastic Books to celebrate the release of Under A Mating Moon, my new Wolf shifter paranormal romance!

Our furry, fangy friends are loads of fun, don’t you think?  Here are my top ten favorite werewolves in movies, TV, and books (books I haven’t written, that is).

In no particular order…


1. The Underworld movies.  Love all of those digitally rendered Lycans.

2. Wolf (1994), starring Jack Nicholson. Seriously, it’s **Jack Nicholson**. Enough said. :-)

3. An American Werewolf in London (1981). Great humor and creepy transformation effects.


4. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Seth Green as Oz is the best.  It’s **Joss Whedon’s** work, people!

5. Vampire Diaries. Michael Trevino as Tyler Lockwood is super broody but fun.

6.  True Blood. Joe Manganiello as Alcide Herveaux.  The definition of sexy.

7. The Originals. Joseph Morgan as Niklaus Mikaelson. He’s a vampire/werewolf hybrid, but one hundred percent entertaining badass! 


8. Immortals After Dark Series by Kresley Cole.  Love all of her werewolves, particularly the stubborn and sexy Bowen MacRieve.

9. Guardian series by Keri Arthur. Riley Jenson, a vampire/werewolf hybrid. A fierce heroine and fun to read.

10. Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton.  All her wolves are fascinating, especially kindhearted, sexy, and brave Jason.

Under a Mating Moon
Black Hills Wolves
Book 27
Celia Breslin

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Date of Publication: September 18, 2015

ISBN: 9781613338940

Number of pages: 114
Word Count: 32,200

Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde

Book Description:

British Alpha wolf Jake Matthews spends his days among humans, pursuing a lucrative music career and avoiding his pack’s politics. When his current DJ tour takes him to the US, he stops in Los Lobos to visit family, and runs into the one Wolf he never wants to see again—the mate who rejected his claim.

While visiting her brother in Los Lobos, free-spirited Lexi Luparell is shocked to encounter the Wolf she’d denied when they were teens. Now she must face her guilt for the cruel way she spurned him all those years ago, make amends, and admit the truth. Jake was right all along—they’re meant to mate.

Lexi would love to explore the mate concept and her overwhelming attraction to virile, alpha Wolf Jake, but he wants nothing to do with her. How can she break down his defenses when she’s the reason he built them in the first place?

Jake dates only human women now. Lexi had her shot at being his mate, and she threw it away. But when her life is threatened, he may have to rethink his position and do whatever it takes to claim his one true mate.

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A billion butterflies battered Lexi's stomach. She shifted her attention from Ross to the piano. Sure enough, the music had stopped, and Jake faced her from his seat on the bench. Man oh man, the heavy stare from those sky blue eyes sent shivers skittering down her spine. His gaze held the same intensity she remembered from him as a kid, as if he saw into the heart of people, exposing their deepest secrets. It had driven her crazy back then, and she'd spent much time teasing him, pulling his hair, trying to distract him from being so serious all of the damn time. They were teenagers—partying was supposed to be their sole focus.

With his ice-blue stare locked on her, Jake rose to his feet, all taut muscle and predatory power. His energy swept over her like a tsunami, forcing all of the moisture to abandon her mouth while parts much lower wept with want. Her inner Wolf howled, answering the call of this Alpha, the first Dominant male ever to make her sit up and take notice. Holy crap. Her muscles shook with the need to bound over to him, jump in his arms, wrap her legs around his torso and writhe against his hard, hot, tattooed body.

Jake said something to his uncle then stalked straight at her, cutting a path right through the middle of the tables and the many, too-curious patrons.

A whimper escaped her throat.

Surprise sparked in her brother’s brown eyes. "You're kidding me. Him?" He burst out laughing. "Wow, sis, that's some major, big-time irony right there."

Darci’s expression conveyed her bewilderment. "Now what are you two talking about?"

Her annoying brother grinned. "See that angry Alpha headed our way? My sister here rejected him when they were teens and he's apparently her—"

Lexi socked her brother in the ribs. "Shut it, Ross."

"Ouch." Ross rubbed his side and chuckled at her plight. The jerk. "Come on, Lexi, you have to admit the hilarity of the situation."

No, she did not. Nor did she have to admit that J-Bird was right all those years ago. He was her mate. O to the M to the G…. They were mates.

Even so, he didn't look happy to see her at all. In fact, he looked positively enraged. Shit, shit and triple shit. What a mess she'd made eight years ago. Well, she was woman enough to pull on her big-girl panties and fix it. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin in challenge, meeting Jake's stormy stare. He halted before her.

I can do this. "Hey J-Bird. Nice to see you." Lovely. Her voice sounded like she'd eaten the gravel from the lot in front of Gee's bar. Embarrassment heated her cheeks.

One breath, two breaths, three…. J-Bird glared. Tension coiled between them in the silence. Lexi bit the inside of her cheek to avoid babbling at him. She'd said hello. It was his turn. Damn it, J-Bird, say something. He wasn't making this easy.

"Alexina."  His arctic tone dismissed her and slapped her in the face at the same time, leaving her disappointed and confused. No one called her by her full name. No one except her parents when she'd done something wrong as a kid. He might as well have said, "Screw you," while slamming a door in her face.

His focus shifted to her brother. "Hello, Ross. Been a while." His hand shot out to grasp her brother's in a cordial shake.

"Good to see you, Jake. Join us for lunch? My treat. We can catch up on old times."

"No, thank you. I'm done. Nice to see you again, Ross." Jake nodded at Darci. "Miss." He brushed past them and out the door.

"What. Just. Happened?" The, “I'm done,” he uttered in his delicious British accent seemed aimed more at her than at her brother's offer. And the fact he hadn't even looked at her before stalking out all sexy in his gloom and doom? Yeah, that hurt.

"I think you know, sis." The amusement left her brother's face and sympathy glimmered in his gaze. "Question is, what are you going to do about it?"

She'd never run from a fight in her life. She wouldn't start now. "Grab a table. I'll be back in a second. Or not." She ignored her brother's knowing grin and hurried out the door.

About the Author:

Celia lives in California with her husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae. Her award-winning vampire series - The Tranquilli Bloodline - is available from Champagne Books.  Under A Mating Moon is her second werewolf story for Decadent Publishing’s multi-author, shifter line: Black Hills Wolves.

When not writing, you’ll find Celia exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.

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Monday, October 5, 2015

Guest Blog- Vienna Sky by Josh Sinason

As far back as I can remember I’ve always wanted to write a western.  I’m not that old, I was born the same year Pale Rider came out, which, is really the last great western movie.  (Don’t get me started on the bloated plodding zombie of a film that is Unforgiven) but I’ve always loved them.  For most of the 20th century it was every kids first exposure to Genre fiction and it’s pretty much the most straightforward storytelling structure you could have.  There are really two types of westerns, a man goes on a journey, and a stranger comes to town.

But for whatever reason I’ve never been able to really make a western stick and I blame that on science fiction and fantasy.  Since so much of the conventions of that genre, from Ray Bradbury and Robert Heinlein all the way down to Stephen King, t have been a huge influence on science fiction and fantasy and since that’s now the first genre kids my age and younger are exposed to, it’s hard to double back and look at Westerns without feeling like your doubling down on story convention.

I think that’s why the science fiction western, or weird western as some call it, has been so hit or miss.  I got close with a pretty cool idea for a weird western once, but it fell apart and I took a lot of that into a spy story and it worked better.  But I still would love to get that western in. 
I think there is a lot of a good old western in Vienna Sky.  We have manifest destiny, a boy going on a journey to a strange land, and a good showdown.  He goes through all this while trying not to get shot.  No spoilers, but that last thing might not work out so well.

Vienna Sky
Josh Sinason

Genre:  Spy-Fy, YA, Thriller.   

Publisher: Eternal Press

Date of Publication: September 1

eBook ISBN: 9781629293127
Print ISBN: 9781629293134

Number of pages: 180

Word Count: 75,000

Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique

Book Description:

When the world pushes you to your limits, sometimes your limits push back.

Archie thought making it out of New Jersey was a long shot. That was before an Eastern European mobster wanted to crack open his head to get the secrets inside, put there by a dead spy he barely knew.

The secrets buried in his head will take Archie across the world and into the arms of Rebecca, the girl recruited as the spy’s last asset. She has her own secrets and her own demons buried in her head. Together they learn what they are capable of in a life and death battle for love and justice.

Available at Eternal Press

Excerpt 1

“I thought we would be square by now, Scott.”  He said as he wrapped an arm around Scottie.  He started slowly patting down his jacket looking for scraps of anything he could take.  “Nothing, man, not a thing.  That’s too bad.”
            “Here, I was holding this for him,” I handed him the few dollars I had on me.  “That’s all, honest.”  The second year senior grabbed the crumbled wad and looked me over. 
“Alright, this is start.”  He butted Scottie in the shoulder, nearly knocking him over.  “I’ll see you later.”  We heard the click of a lighter as he disappeared around the corner, not even bothering to bypass the dogs.
            “I’ll get you the money, Archie,” Scottie said as he straightened himself up and we ducked around the corner.  “We’ll get burgers sometime soon, my treat.”
            “Yeah,” I put my hands in my then empty pockets.  “So what’s with that man?  You owe some goon money?”
            “It’s complicated. I have it under control, Archie.  I just need some extra time. You really saved my ass, man. Thanks.”
            We went back inside and snuck in the free lunch line.  I saw that grey lump of macaroni and did my best not to think about those buttery grilled unions and that patty covered in real melted cheese.   The smell of grill seasoning was in my brain and I didn’t want to let it go because what was in front of me was the same thing I’d had all week, leftover from the year before probably.
            I told Scottie everything was fine but I was still pretty annoyed.  What was he doing worrying about money anyway?  He’s all set. In two years he’ll be living in the city and Panzer and everything about this place will be nothing but a memory, including me.
* * * *
            I skipped the bus home.  I wanted to clear my head. I was tired of the bus, that parking with the rust piles, and that metallic smell filling the air.  I was practically choking on it so I did the only thing that made any sense to me at that moment.  I ran.
            I ran flat out until cold air filled my lungs and my throat grew dry.  It felt like I swallowed gravel. I could see the other kids at the burger stand enjoying their burgers and I could smell the butter on the grill, but I just kept on running.
            I didn’t stop until I hit right around Seventy-fifth Street with those half abandoned office buildings.  One of them was barely finished; it hung open at the time with the crumbling concrete showing through the fading paint job.  I took one look at it, a building I walked by a hundred times in my life, and nearly collapsed to the ground.  The pain in my head was skull-splitting.  I could feel veins straining as the world spun out around me.
 “C’mon,” I said as I looked for the nearest place to sit down.  “Don’t be that guy.  Don’t be the kid who passes out in the middle of the street.   No. No, Archie.”  I dug my fingers into a metal pole.  “Don’t be that guy.”
            And then it passed, like a tide clearing out a layer of sand on the beach, my head was suddenly clear.   I pried my hand away from the pole and moved forward on shaking legs, but I just couldn’t escape the nagging feeling that something was there, something big.  It whispered in the back of my skull and echoed even after I’d made my way down the block and back to our little tenement.  “It’s not a tumor. I’m fairly sure it’s not a tumor,” I said as I rounded the corner to my neighborhood.  “I’m like eighty-five percent sure it’s not a tumor. Seventy percent.” 
            My head was still spinning as I stumbled back home.  I couldn’t even tell which building was mine at first.  I was guided by the smell of rust and looked for the old trucks with collected debris and scrap metal hanging out the back that belonged to our super.  It wasn’t until I saw those, and smelled the collecting water in his tire pile on the side of the building, that I knew I was home.
  Just like every other building, ours was a pile of bricks built on top of a puddle of mud with a fire escape barely holding on at the side.  Sometimes I thought about climbing that fire escape, just once.  I looked up at my window without the bars on it and I knew I could do it if it wasn’t for that final jump, which was just a little too high.   
I stepped on broken glass on my way up to the stoop.  The pain cleared by the time I hit the door but my head still felt fuzzy.  It was like a radio on static in my brain.  There were flashes of that Seventy-fifth street building, with its wild thorn bushes surrounding a paved path with weeds stick through and a roof that remained unpainted.  They’re flashes of me and words like “asset” and “rendezvous”, but they were only coming through the fog every once in a while as I plodded up each creaking and warped stair to our doorway. 

About the Author:

Josh Sinason is a freelance writer working in the Northern Illinois area. His work has appeared as part of Chicago DIY Film Magazine.  His past work includes all ages short story romances, A Linger in the Echo and Monaco Dawn. 


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Friday, October 2, 2015

Interview with the Authors of Dark Secrets A Paranormal Noir Anthology

Please tell us about your latest release.

Suzanne Johnson: DARK SECRETS: A PARANORMAL NOIR ANTHOLOGY brings six authors of paranormal fiction together with six all-new novellas. Our only prompt was to interpret “paranormal noir” in our own way, so all six books—by Rachel Caine, Cynthia Eden, Megan Hart, Jeffe Kennedy, Mina Khan and myself—are very, very different, which makes it fun. We have ghosts, the devil, vampires, faeries, djinn and fairy tale reimaginings. All dark, all different. Oh, and a little romance, of course.

Do you have a special formula for creating characters' names? Do you try to match a name with a certain meaning to attributes of the character or do you search for names popular in certain time periods or regions?

Rachel Caine: I go about it differently for different books, but I do try to pull from popular and appropriate names for the time periods. I don't usually go after attributes ... sometimes I think it's fun to play against that, though, as with Valentine in the story for DARK SECRETS. (He's not exactly hearts and flowers, even if he is in love ...)

Was one of your characters more challenging to write than another?

Rachel Caine: I found Tilde (in DARK SECRETS) a little mysterious, but that's a good thing—she's mysterious partly because she can't tell Valentine everything she knows, and frustrated because she's helpless to be by his side. She was challenging in that I wanted her to have a creepy edge to her, but it's her death that was creepy ... not Tilde herself.

Jeffe Kennedy: In Heart’s Blood (part of DARK SECRETS), Nix was a challenge to write because she needed to be broken and cowed, wounded by what happened to her, but also strong enough to overcome. I didn’t want her weak and whiney, so we all lost patience with her. She’s destined to be a queen and needed that kind of spine. It was a delicate line to walk!
Suzanne Johnson: In my DARK SECRETS story, The Consort, Liandra was hardest to write because she is innocent and maybe even naive—yet also smart and has an innate courage she’d never before had tested. So it was challenging to show her innocence without losing her intelligence and courage.

Do you have a formula for developing characters? Like do you create a character sketch or list of attributes before you start writing or do you just let the character develop as you write?

Rachel Caine: I really enjoy just letting the characters speak to me. I start with a name and a bit of background, and a situation, and let it go from there. I'm often surprised by the twists and turns they take! It's part of the reason I love doing shorter fiction; I generally know quite a bit more about my novel characters before I begin. This is more of a journey of discovery.

Suzanne Johnson: I do some basic character work before I start writing. I know enough of their backgrounds to know what makes them tick, and I know each one’s emotional flaw, what he thinks he needs versus what he really needs. That way, I make sure the characters complement each other or, if it’s a romance, complete each other.

What is your favorite scene from the book? Could you share a little bit of it, without spoilers of course?

Suzanne Johnson: My favorite scenes from THE CONSORT are the ones set in Faerie, when Liandra goes to the Royal Tower to visit Queen Sabine and when she and Faulkner go to the Winter Palace to visit Prince Christof. I’m a zealot for worldbuilding, and it was fun to start developing this world. Because in my universe, the fae are nuts!

What is the most interesting thing you have physically done for book related research purposes?

Megan Hart: I once tossed my kids out the front window of my Suburban to make sure it could be done in the amount of time I was having my heroine do it. There was someone there to catch them. ;)

Rachel Caine: Well, I attended an autopsy ... that's certain interesting!

Jeffe Kennedy: I got to have a private, off-season backstage tour of the Santa Fe Opera House when I was writing MASTER OF THE OPERA, which is my erotic, contemporary retelling of The Phantom of the Opera, set at the Santa Fe Opera House. That was super cool!

Can you tell readers a little bit about the world building in the book/series? How does this world differ from our normal world?

Suzanne Johnson: THE CONSORT is set in the “multiverse” of my Sentinels of New Orleans series, although the story itself isn’t tied to the series and you don’t need any knowledge of the series to read the story. So the “normal” part of the world is modern New Orleans, but there are also the vast otherworlds called The Beyond, and the Realm of Faerie is part of that. In the novel series, we don’t visit Faerie until book five, which comes out in 2016, so THE CONSORT gave me a chance to take a couple of visits into that realm, which is very eclectic, to say the least (think alpine village with skyscrapers). Faerie is on the verge of civil war, and I was able to bring that into the novella.

With the book being part of a series, are there any character or story arcs, that readers jumping in somewhere other than the first book, need to be aware of? Can these books be read as stand alones?

Suzanne Johnson: All of the novellas can be read as standalones even though a couple are set in the worlds belonging to series.

Do you have any weird writing quirks or rituals?

Rachel Caine: I need to have music to set the mood, and the mood is different for each project, so I have a LOT of playlists! I spend two or three days before a major project assembling a good set of tunes that helps me capture the story. 

Jeffe Kennedy: I don’t know if it counts as a weird quirk, but I do most of my writing walking at my treadmill desk. I walk 6-8 miles a day while writing and love it!

Other than writing, what are some of your interests, hobbies or passions in life?

Mina Khan: Cooking (followed by eating), and Renaissance dancing!

Suzanne Johnson: I do mixed-media art and art journaling. I’d love to illustrate one of my books!

What was the last amazing book you read?

Mina Khan: THORN by Intisar Khanani; this is a thought-provoking retelling of the fairy tale, “The Goose Girl,” which makes you think about things like social order, justice, choices and more. Both the heroine and the hero grow throughout the story. I’m adding this to my Keeper Shelf.

Megan Hart: BIRD BOX by Josh Malerman was thrilling, scary and so much fun.

Rachel Caine:  I think it may be a three-way tie: Lilah Bowen’s WAKE OF VULTURES, Claudia Gray’s LOST STARS, and Sabaa Tahir’s EMBER IN THE ASHES!

Where is your favorite place to read? Do you have a cozy corner or special reading spot?

Megan Hart: The beach!

Dark Secrets:
A Paranormal Noir Anthology
Rachel Caine, Cynthia Eden,
Megan Hart, Suzanne Johnson, Jeffe Kennedy, Mina Khan

Genre: Paranormal Noir,
Romance, Fantasy, Urban Fantasy

Date of Publication:  September 29, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-942840-05-3

Number of pages: Approx. 350
Word Count: Approx. 150,000

Cover Artist: Robin Ludwig Design

Book Description:

Six award-winning authors bring you this spellbinding collection of stories about dark desires, mysterious worlds, and danger that lurks in the shadows of the night. Where nothing is black and white; where things might not be as they seem; where magic and mayhem rule.

MARION, MISSING by Rachel Caine

Valentine is a detective with two major problems: he's been offered a kidnapping case that will probably get him killed, and his partner won't let him turn it down. He owes her that much … since his partner's a ghost, and he's the one who killed her. A dark, haunting noir mystery of love, hate and loss.

FEMME FATALE by Cynthia Eden

PI Mick Swayne has seen it all—his clients have included liars, thieves, and even killers. He thinks he can handle anything and anyone. Then she walks into his office. Savannah Moreau is beautiful, seductive, and…a vampire? The gorgeous vamp hires Mick to help her track down a killer who is hunting in Chicago, but as Mick slips deeper into Savannah’s paranormal world, he wonders if he can really trust his new client…


When the devil starts the music, you'd better get ready to dance.

Kathleen Murphy has sold her soul to the devil. Fame, fortune, success...everything she's ever dreamed of is hers, and all she has to do is the devil's bidding. When love comes knocking, the last thing in the world she wants to do is involve Jake in her twisted world, but the devil's started up the jukebox and Kathleen has no choice but to learn the steps.

THE CONSORT by Suzanne Johnson

Faulkner Hearne, the captain of the ruthless Fae Hunters, finds his duty at odds with his heart when he’s ordered to capture the consort of Faerie’s cruel Prince of Summer when she flees across the veil into modern New Orleans. Can Faulk turn Liandra over to a certain death at the hands of the prince, or will he risk a war with Faerie in order to save her? An all-new novella set in the Sentinels of New Orleans multiverse.

HEART’S BLOOD by Jeffe Kennedy, a Twelve Kingdoms novella

A dark fairytale retelling of a princess robbed of rank, husband and even her name.
Nix is nothing. The Princess Natilde—her former waiting woman—attacked her on the journey to wed Prince Cavan, stripping her of everything and taking her place. With no serving skills, Nix becomes a goose girl. Perhaps if Nix keeps her promise never to reveal who she really is, Natilde won’t carry out her vile threats. Prince Cavan entered his arranged marriage determined to have a congenial, if not loving relationship with his future queen—for the sake of both their kingdoms. But, his wife repels him more each day and he finds himself absurdly drawn to the lovely Nix....With broken vows, anguish and dark secrets between them, Cavan and Nix struggle to find the magic to restore what’s gone terribly wrong... if it ever can be.

THE DJINN IN THE MIRROR by Mina Khan, a Djinn World novella

A paranormal Cinderella story with a young witch as the heroine and a wicked, sexy djinn instead of a fairy godmother....Dahlia, the step-daughter of a power hungry wizard, promises to free a djinn trapped in a mirror if he rescues her from impending death. But Ashmael the djinn has his own agenda: to trick & seduce his way to freedom. The only problem is he ends up falling for Dahlia. Can he win his freedom and save the girl?

About the Authors:

Rachel Caine is the New York Times, USA Today, and #1 internationally bestselling author of more than 45 novels that span the categories of horror, suspense, urban fantasy, science fiction, media tie-in, historical, and young adult. She’s also the author of more than 100 short stories.

Twitter: @rachelcaine

Award-winning author Cynthia Eden writes dark tales of paranormal romance and romantic suspense. She is a New York Times, USA Today, Digital Book World, and IndieReader best-seller. Cynthia is also a three-time finalist for the prestigious RITA® award. Since she began writing full-time in 2005, Cynthia has written over fifty novels and novellas.

Twitter: @cynthiaeden

Megan Hart is a USA Today, Publisher’s Weekly and New York Times bestselling author who writes in many genres including mainstream fiction, erotic fiction, science fiction, romance, fantasy and horror.

Twitter: @megan_hart

Suzanne Johnson is the author of the award-winning Sentinels of New Orleans urban fantasy series. Writing as Susannah Sandlin, she is author of the award-winning Penton Legacy paranormal romance series as well as The Collectors romantic suspense series, including Lovely, Dark, and Deep, winner of the 2015 Holt Medallion and the 2015 Booksellers Best Award winner for romantic suspense. Her new Wildlife Wardens romantic suspense series begins in 2016 with Wild Man’s Bluff.

Twitter: @suzanne_johnson

Jeffe Kennedy is an award-winning author whose works include non-fiction, poetry, short fiction, and novels. Her most recent works include a number of fiction series: the fantasy romance novels of A Covenant of Thorns; the contemporary BDSM novellas of the Facets of Passion, an erotic  contemporary serial novel, Master of the Opera, the fantasy series The Twelve Kingdoms, and the erotic romance trilogy, Falling Under. The first of the Twelve Kingdoms books, The Mark of the Tala, has been nominated for the RT Book of the Year while the sequel, The Tears of the Rose, has been nominated for best fantasy romance of the year. Jeffe lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico, with two Maine coon cats, plentiful free-range lizards and a very handsome Doctor of Oriental Medicine.

Twitter: @jeffekennedy

Award-winning author Mina Khan grew up in Bangladesh on stories of djinns, ghosts and monsters. These childhood fancies now color her fiction. She daydreams of hunky paranormal heroes, magic, mayhem and mischief and writes them down as stories. She is the author of the Djinn World Chronicles, including The Djinn’s Dilemma and A Tale of Two Djinns, as well as Wildfire, a paranormal mystery with cowboys and dragons.

Twitter: @SpiceBites

Guest Blog and Giveaway with Gretchen SB

The Maddening


I would like to take this chance to tell you about a phenomenon that happens to the Warrior species in the Nigh World Series known as the Maddening.

"When the Flash hit, a Warrior only had three days to bed his mate. If he didn’t, the Warrior in question would be driven insane by the overwhelming lust that came over him during that three day period, or as it was usually referred to, the Maddening.

During the Maddening, the Warrior would experience physical pain when away from his mate. He would lose his senses should she be injured or touched by any other male. 

Warriors tended to stay away from those in the Maddening or in the first stage of mating while all the Maddening symptoms lowered to the tolerable level mated Warriors dealt with. The first stage of mating could last anywhere from three months to a year, depending on the Warrior. The more the Warrior bedded his mate in that first stage, the easier it would be for him to handle the symptoms."

So as you can see, Warriors are given three days from the first time they touch their mate to sleep with her or he is driven insane with lust and usually must be put down. While young Warriors imagine what their mate might be like, by the time they are older they begin to dread that they might feel the Flash. As they age they become more out of touch with society. Making it harder for them to relate to their mate. It has causes a bit of a superstition that they avoid those in Maddening to prevent from catching it.

From an author perspective this is a fun and frustrating set of rules to write. It means I have to make the romance (hopefully) pan out in three book days. Not an easy task. At the same time, maybe I'm just crazy, I like the panic and whirlwind comedic reactions the Warrior and other characters have.

Happy Reading,


Viking Sensitivity
Night World Series
Book 2
Gretchen S. B.

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Date of Publication: Aug 21st, 2015

ISBN: 1515251837

Number of pages: 235
Word Count: 84,500

Cover Artist: Bookin' It Designs

Book Description:

Viking was not sure what to do with himself with Gwen in Montana. That is until his path crosses with Mia's. She is a beautiful sensitive who is being haunted by a strange being Viking has never heard of.

Mia Jones might not have an exciting life as the owner of an independent book store, but she is okay with that. Then she meets Viking and it is as if her life goes tumbling down a rabbit hole.

Mia and Viking must pull together to fight off the being that is haunting her. As Mia adjust to the Night World it appears this being might not be working along.


Viking's heart beat four times its natural pace. At the same time his breathing stopped. He didn't have it in him to move. The shock was overwhelming. He hadn't even realized Poet came out from behind the registers until the other man grabbed his shoulder.
"Viking, Viking?"
It was then he finally turned his head from where Mia had been moments before. Looking at his third in command he could see the shock on the other man's face.
"Though you are strange. And your abilities are far beyond that of a Warrior. I would bet money you just felt the Flash."
Viking didn't respond. He didn't really need to. Poet had been around Viking long enough to know his expressions. He couldn't hide it. And he wasn't sure how to cover it up. He just felt the Flash. The warning bell that announced to a Warrior he just met his mate. Not just met his mate but touched her, flesh to flesh.
Viking had been around centuries and now here she was. Some woman he just happened to come across. He had been interested in her. Knowing there was something special about her. Could that have been it? Could he have known she was his mate without touching her? He blinked several times before turning towards the door again. That couldn't have been it, could it?
He turned towards Poet. The other man blanked his face.
"Yes, I did." Just saying it out loud seemed overwhelming. He didn't know what to do. Where to go. He didn't know how to find that woman.
Before he realized what he was doing Viking was out the shop door and looking down the street. He scanned both ways and jogged to the end of either block. He had no idea how long he stood there staring but clearly it was long enough for her to get her car and leave. Cursing himself repeatedly he walked back into the store. Several of the employees gave him funny looks. He ignored them and headed straight out the back doors.
There was only one person he could think of to talk to. Once he exited the back door of the shop. Into the staff only area he didn't stop his momentum, he ran up the stairs. Taking them several at a time. He didn't slow until he burst out the door on the top floor. He yanked out his keys in a jerky motion and unlocked Gwen's apartment. Slamming the door behind him he went and sat down in her favorite oversized chair. He tried to calm his pulse and his breathing. He needed to talk to Gwen.
 He had never tried to reach her from so far away before. He wasn't entirely sure if it would work. She was supposed to be on her honeymoon, as it were, but he knew she would understand why he would call.
"Little One! Little One can you hear me?" He was yelling it so loud in his head the only thing louder was his racing heartbeat.
He concentrated on his breathing as he waited. If he could calm his body down, maybe he would have a better chance of reaching her.
"Viking? Viking is that you? What's wrong? What's happened? Is everyone okay?" The worry and fear in her tone was clear as a bell. It overrode the sleepiness he heard.
Viking took another deep breath before answering. "Everyone's fine. Everything is fine. I just. I just needed to talk to you. I needed to hear your voice."
"What's happened? Viking you tell me right now or I'm walking out the bedroom door to find August and making him call over there to tell me what's wrong."
Viking knew that was an empty threat. Gwen would not stoop to chasing down her husband, who could be doing important political business just so he would answer her question.
He blew a few random strands of hair from his face. Gwen could always tell when something was wrong. She'd gotten good at reading every single one of his micro-expressions in the two decades they'd been together.
"I felt the Flash." He didn't even get out an entire thought before she answered.
"You what?! Who is she? I'm coming home right now. I will be on the next flight to Seattle."
This is why Viking loved Gwen so much. She had such a big heart. She would drop everything if she felt someone needed her.
"That is not necessary Little One. She's someone I met paying off the debt to Lucia. There is no need for you to come home before your proper honeymoon has begun just to sit with me."
If he was honest with himself there was nothing Viking wanted more than having the woman he had grown to think of as his little sister by his side through this trying ordeal.
"Don’t be ridiculous. I'll be there in the morning. One of you guys are to pick me up from the airport. I'll text you the flight information as soon as I have it."
With that last statement he almost physically felt her disconnect from him. And he knew at that point the argument was over. He couldn't convince her not to come. Not that he really wanted to. He would be grateful to see her. He and all the other Warriors missed her terribly. She meant a lot to a lot of people. He had been eternally grateful when Cesar agreed to move part of the Warrior government to Washington State so she could be near the people she loved.
Closing his eyes to the room around him, Viking concentrated on his breathing. The next few days were going to be difficult. He had to somehow woo a woman he didn't even know. It had been longer than he cared to admit since he had been up for such a challenge. He was going to take the opportunity while his head was still relatively clear to meditate and relax his body. Hopefully, ward off some of the initial effects of the Maddening.
When the Flash hit, a Warrior only had three days to bed his mate. If he didn’t, the Warrior in question would be driven insane by the overwhelming lust that came over him during that three day period, or as it was usually referred to, the Maddening.
During the Maddening, the Warrior would experience physical pain when away from his mate. He would lose his senses should she be injured or touched by any other male. Warriors tended to stay away from those in the Maddening or in the first stage of mating while all the Maddening symptoms lowered to the tolerable level mated Warriors dealt with. The first stage of mating could last anywhere from three months to a year, depending on the Warrior. The more the Warrior bedded his mate in that first stage, the easier it would be for him to handle the symptoms. Viking wasn't sure how to get a near stranger to sleep with him once, let alone multiple times over the coming months.

About the Author: 

Gretchen is a Seattleite that loves her home. She has a day job as a Program Coordinator a local university. She is a struggling Indie Author, struggling as in she is trying to make her living writing books. She loves to read,  write and create characters. As well as knit and binge watch Netflix. She is also on a sporadic book blog and internet radio show with some of her college friends. She currently lives with her husband and their mischievous Rotti mix, who always seems to find something new she shouldn't be chewing on.

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