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Sneak Peak! Betrayal by Blood – Prologue!

Here’s a little sneak peak to my next release coming out May 2018! Let me know what you think in the comments 🙂

Title: Betrayal by Blood

Author: Shakuita Johnson

Release Date: May 2018

Genre: Paranormal Thriller

 

Prologue – Akahito

MARCH

There wasn’t anything he owned that could have resolved his debt to me… then I saw her. As I was casually riding by Theodore Marques’ home debating on whether today would be the day I finally took his life, there she was in all her fiery glory. His daughter. I’d only figured it out because she was cursing him to high heaven and saying how he was dead to her and that she no longer wanted him to be her father. Harsh? Maybe, but I understood completely where she was coming from. Teddy was a chronic gambler. He lived way pass his means and he’d long since lost almost everything he’d ever owned to me and if he had the power to, he would have given me everything his wife’s family owned as well. But having her would settle all of his debts. I wonder how long it would take to convince him to give her to me. I’d even throw in a few million for fun. I’m sure he would play the dutiful parent until I reached a number that stirred the demon in his belly. Because an addict is an addict is an addict and Teddy was the worse kind of addict. She wouldn’t be the first person he’d “sold” to pay off his debts. His first wife from his youth was proof enough of that. She’d long been used up and dumped when she no longer carried her own weight. That was over 32 years ago though.

In fact, I was positive his current family didn’t even know that poor woman’s name. When you really think about it, it’s sad, or at least that’s what I’d imagine the emotion to be since I feel nothing. Had felt nothing for the last 450 years. Ever since I took over for my father so he could retire. Bastard. I’d never wanted this job but it was the duty of the first son to continue the business.

“Akahito, are you listening to me?”

I glare at my head of security and give him what my men call my “icy stare” and what do you know, it works like a charm. I smirk to myself as he nervously clears his throat and looks everywhere but to me. Chikao knows better than to interrupt me no matter how spaced out I appear. I also enjoyed fucking with my youngest brother. He liked to say how much I’d changed since becoming the head of the family. I liked to remind him I was no longer the man I once was. I was feared and every once in a while he forced me to remind him why that was. Hopefully, I wouldn’t have to remind him today. Once I was convinced he’d let whatever it was he was letting rattle around in his brain go, I went back to my research.

Looking closely at her, she favored her mother… How scandalous? There were tiny differences. Where one was fair skinned, the other had a pale brown glow to her. They had the same hair type with the only difference being the color. Where one was light brown the other was darker. Even their lips favored each other and the light/dark contrast continued to be the difference in them. But there was a wildness about the daughter that resonated in every cell of my body. For the first time, I yearned… All the dirty things I could get her to do for me played like an old-time movie in my head… black and white. Soundless. With only her face an indication of her ever thought or emotion. The craving hit me hard. Never had I wanted something this badly before. Something in her called to me and I planned to answer immediately.

Thinking back, Teddy had sold the mother of his firstborn. Looking at her face was like looking at a portrait of Aimi before she’d been ruined. Did she even know? Had she ever wondered? How would she react? The last question stirred the beast inside me. I wanted to see her face as I wrecked her world. I wanted to mess her up, watch as the pieces of her broke into fragments, then I would assemble them as I pleased. The ancient Japanese lessons I was forced to learn tried to intrude on my thoughts but I roughly pushed them aside. The morals and family values beaten into me would have no place when I was with her. When it came to her I would have no honor. Only pleasure would consume me. The pleasure of breaking her completely.

I would tell her of all the filthy, disgraceful things I’d made her mother do not only to me but to others. Those she hated even. Those that made her beg for it, even as her shame ran down her face, legs, and exposed porcelain body. Of how she begged with her eyes for me to stop even as her body betrayed her every word and emotion. My body stirred as I remembered. The possibilities were… abundant. I could feel my canines elongate in anticipation of all the immoral things I would demand her to do. But this one I would keep to myself. She would not be shared. The only one allowed to taint her would be me. My name would be imprinted on to her very soul. Her every thought of me and me alone. The possessiveness clawed me with its razor-sharp talons until I believed I’d go mad from it. I wanted her now.

Images of a time long past flickered before my eyes. Aimi in a risqué, cream negligée. The straps falling along her shoulders. Her panties a sliver of material barely covering her most private parts. Eyes downcast in shame as I jerk off while she sits on her knees. I can still hear the tinkling melody of her voice like wind chimes as she pleas.

“Shimasen.” Aimi’s brown eyes implore. “Please Akahito. No more. I want to go home. My daughter needs me.”

Don’t. That was all she ever said. I’m getting hard just recalling it.

“Chikao, have Eishi set up a meeting with Mr. Marques. There is business I would like to discuss with him.”

“Aye, Akahito. Do you have a particular day in mind?”

“Tomorrow and make sure the lawyer and accountant are also present. But I want to speak with them before Mr. Marques arrives. I have some things I’d like to discuss with them privately. I will need complete discretion and I want to make sure everything is air-tight.”

“Do I even want to know?”

I flash a tooth at him and let out a growl.
“I believe I’ve figured out just how I’ll collect the $20 billion debt Teddy owes me.”

My brother lets out a deafening, diabolical laugh. It was the type that was harsh and thundering. He knows me better than I’d like to admit.

100 Things in 1000 Days!!

Okay, I’ve finally got my 100 things down and I’m ready!! My start date was Sept 11, 2017 and my end date is June 8, 2020. I’m so excited to start everything! So here is my list… I’ll update this post as I complete them!

  1. Get a penpal
  2. Go to Disney
  3. Learn Japanese
  4. Write 3 books outside of NaNo
  5. Participate in NaNo in 2017, 2018, and 2019
  6. Rewatch Supernatural from the beginning
  7. Rewatch Law & Order: SVU from the beginning
  8. Catch up on Game of Thrones
  9. Get my own apartment
  10. Move from the South
  11. Don’t cut my hair before the 1001 days except for a trim
  12. Start a book club
  13. Start the event planning business with Jessica
  14. Spend no more than $50 a month on random expenses except certain exceptions
  15. Do healthy eating and work out twice a year until 1001 days is over
  16. Read at least 50 books a year
  17. Save $1000 a year in 2018, 2019, 2020
  18. Make $1500 a month with my books in 2018, 2019, 2020
  19. Finish Snap Shot with LM Adams
  20. Get a passport
  21. Go to Japan for 2 weeks in 2020 if I have $5500 saved up
  22. Dedicate one room to a library
  23. Dedicate one room to an office/craft space
  24. Go back to San Diego
  25. Go back to NYC
  26. Visit Atlantic City
  27. Rewatch One Tree Hill from the beginning
  28. Try 5 new restaurants
  29. Read 10 classics I’ve not read
  30. Blog about my 101 things in 1001 days as they are completed
  31. Post more on my author social media
  32. Have a party for my 35th bday
  33. Volunteer somewhere
  34. Do a video series for my reader’s group on my writing process (upload to youtube later/maybe instagram)
  35. Learn Spanish
  36. Learn 150 new words a year
  37. Make 2 new friends
  38. Read a new to me author 5 times
  39. Have 30 black out me days/no social media in 2018, 2019, 2020
  40. Try 10 new foods
  41. Make 10 new foods
  42. Go to the Wicked play again
  43. See a ballet
  44. Get rid of credit card debt
  45. Have 4 no spend months a year in 2018, 2019, 2020
  46. Take a creative writing course
  47. Take James Patterson’s master class
  48. Go to 3 weekend trips
  49. Go to Mardi Gras
  50. Leave a 100% tip
  51. Finish KAT: Encounters of a Man Whore shorts
  52. Start and finish the Petty Chronicles shorts
  53. Gain 1500 followers a year on my social medias (FB, Twitter, NL, Insta, Blog)
  54. Take Rebecca Hamiliton’s one on one coaching course
  55. Do another Charmed Legacy book (this time by myself) – save $2000
  56. Grow at least 3 herbs
  57. Write a letter to myself, open at end of 1001 days
  58. Take a picture a day (random pics) for one month
  59. Send a care package to someone 2018, 2019, 2020
  60. Get all A’s in next 4 classes
  61. Make cake pops
  62. Take a cooking class
  63. Make a homemade pizza
  64. Learn to French braid
  65. Put $10 in savings for each goal finished
  66. Show up at the airport and take the next flight out
  67. Do my hair in a new style once a week for 2 months
  68. Get a mani with my nieces
  69. Set up a patreon keep active for at least 6 months
  70. Get life insurance
  71. Make a new will
  72. Fly First Class
  73. Buy the person’s food behind me in a drive through
  74. Donate $2 for each failed thing on this list
  75. Do another book signing in Vegas/explore this time
  76. Design and make one custom dress
  77. Edit my own videos
  78. Pay off Toyota
  79. Donate to toys for tots twice
  80. Be in a serious relationship
  81. Write a piece for a magazine/be featured in a magazine
  82. Win a writing prize
  83. Teach someone how to do something new
  84. Attend a book signing as a reader
  85. A video a day for one month
  86. Query a book to a publisher
  87. Record the song I wrote
  88. Write an hour a day for 30 days 3 times
  89. Send 3 random readers a swag pack
  90. Host a huge giveaway for my 5 year publishing anniversary – Dec 6, 2018
  91. Spend 2 weeks with Gavin and Cris again
  92. Wake up by 8 2 weeks in a row
  93. Read all the unread books on my bookshelf
  94. Finish Dark Indiscretions insider’s guide
  95. Knit a blanket
  96. Make a dessert from scratch
  97. Host a dinner party with fancy food and ppl dress up
  98. Sell 10 paperbacks a year 2018, 2019, 2020
  99. Rewrite/expand And So She Waited
  100.  Get in a boxed set
  101. Blog post about 101 things overall experience

So here they are in all their glory. Are you doing the challenge? Let me know in the comments!!

It’s been a while!

I know I know… so many crazy things have happened in the past year. Can’t believe it’s been 8 months since I’ve updated my blog. I plan to change that very soon. I will be doing more writing of course but I also recently started bullet journaling, taking a lettering classes and I plan to participate in the 101 things in 1001 days challenge. I will be making a post about that and I will be making an update post about my writing. I plan to do a series during NaNo this year and I hope you all follow along on my journey. I won’t give away spoilers for the project I’ll be working on during NaNo but I will post a picture of the amazing cover… Talk to you all next week 🙂

Late Night Musings #2

#‎latenightmusings‬

I was never taught to love myself. All the different parts of me that make me unique. I was never taught to be unapologetically flawed. Many days I’m not sure how I’ve made it this far… the self-hate was debilitating. Everyday I painted a smile on my face and got up to face another day. When all the while I was dying inside. Death was eating away at every part of me. I lived in fear constantly. Sleeping with knives under my pillow. Thinking tonight would be the night it all ended. Startled out of my sleep by the sound of shouting. I remember feeling as if my heart would beat out of my chest. I remember thinking someone may die tonight. I remember thinking why is it always me? Why am I the one putting myself in danger to make sure nothing permanent happens?

Why doesn’t anyone see the lies behind my smile? The violence just under the surface? Locking myself in my room didn’t help to quite the voices. Locking myself in my room didn’t make what was going on go away. When most people think of abuse they think of the physical but no one recognizes that sometimes the emotional abuse is a pill much harder to swallow. For years I hated my existence. I didn’t understand why my family life wasn’t perfect. I didn’t understand why it seemed like the walls were closing in on me. I grew up before I should have. Surprised a lot of the pain. The shame. The misery. The hate I have is still strong… it’s still pure. What happens when you don’t feel safe at home… the one place you should above all others? What happens when grown men try to force themselves on you and you feel you have nowhere but to turn? I was never taught to love myself so I went searching for it in all the wrong places. It’s hard to dispel the cycle. It’s hard to remove yourself from the continuous loop. It’s hard to break the silence. I should have left.

I stared death in the face a time or two and I’m surprised I’m still here. I was threatened in high school. Told I would be tossed out a two-story window… in the place I was supposed to feel safe. Loved. Protected. Instead I felt fear. Hopelessness. Rage. Why would you let your child endure such hardships? Why would you stay? Most importantly why the hell did I?

Late Night Musings #1

#‎latenightmusings‬

If love were to stare me in the face tomorrow, I’m not sure I’d recognize it. I am broken in more ways then I can count. For years I’ve been searching for a love I’m no longer sure exists or is attainable. I want it all… The late night conversations, curling around one another like different parts of the same whole, and being so ingrained in each other’s hearts that they beat as one. A love strong enough to withstand the sands of time. Is that so much to ask for? Have I sinned to the point of becoming undeserving? I feel sorrow deep within me for things I’ve never really had but miss deeply.

I’ve always felt too deeply. I jump in with both feet and try to kick my way to the surface after but I am drowning. When I should be wallowing in the shallow end I’m neck deep in emotions… emotions I should have shielded myself from feeling. How can one love so deeply yet not understand the basic concept of the word? Jealousy stabs at my soul like a thousand needles. The tiny pinpricks consuming me and making me feel ashamed. I am damaged… sometimes I fear it is beyond repair. Man was not meant to walk this world alone. The one that balances the dark within you roams just as lost as you are without them.

Just once I’d like to feel… something. Anything. But then again feeling anything is what led me to this place of in between I currently reside in now. I just want to be held. Comforted in much the same way as a newborn babe… made to feel warm. Safe. Loved. What have I not learned yet that basic human companionship has been denied me for so long? In what ways have I been lacking? I have so much to give and yet I feel empty. My heart cries out for one that I cannot find… maybe will never find in time. I have tossed myself into the fire many times even though I always get burned. One would think my skin had become thick and impenetrable but still the claws of madness are able to get in.

It’s as if I’m always looking through the glass and my happy is just out of reach on the other side. What I wouldn’t give to touch it… even briefly. Real love is hard to find. The feeling of being lost inside another but yet separate. Sharing everything no matter what. What have I done? And how do I right the wrongs I’ve obviously committed?

Bitter Rapture – FREE prelude short story

BITTER RAPTURE

So the turmoil I’ve been feeling I’ve channeled it somewhat…fans of And So She Waited I present to you this beautiful disaster…please feel free to share and download the PDF file…it’s a prelude short before the events of And So She Waited…just little inner monologues from some of the characters…an inner working if you will…thanks to my baby mama (Lark from Wycked Ink) for the hauntingly perfectly beautiful cover…BITTER RAPTURE!

DISCLAIMER: This is just a little something I did to clear my head…it probably has a few (a lot!) of mistakes but it was just something I wrote and wanted to share with you off the cuff on my blog…If you enjoyed this Bitter Rapture teaser and want to find out what happens to Raven, Remy, and Matthew in And So She Waited (it’s edited I promise!) you can find the links at the end of the short!
Bitter Rapture

Click here to download Bitter Rapture

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Two Giveaways and updates

Hello all! I recently had a new release and I’m giving a few copies away…all you have to do is enter this giveaway HERE!

I have also added Dark Indiscretions: A Prequel (Dark Indiscretions Series, #0.5) into a box set with five other M/M stories…if you would like to enter for a chance to win a copy you can do so HERE!

I have also taken a HUGE step in the publishing community with my friend and fellow author LM Adams (Lark Adams) and I can’t wait to make the official announcement. We are currently working on a co authored story today if you missed it called Snap Shot!

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Also I will be slowing down on my releases…

I went on a rampage a few days ago..and although I’ve calmed down I still stand by everything I said 100%. The only releases this year will be Blood of the Ancient Gods: The Beginning March 8th and Snap Shot this upcoming May. Not sure when anything else will be released. I will finish the Dark Indiscretions Series. The next book’s first draft is done but it won’t be releasing this year. It will be next year. I’ve been busting my ass for the last few years and I’m in the same place I started. So I’m taking a huge step back. I now see why some only release one book a year and I’m okay with it. I have 20+ stories out and available for purchase and I’ve pushed myself to far and stretched myself thin when I shouldn’t have been. So yes I won’t be quitting completely but I will be scaling down tremendously least my rubber band snaps again.

I have also started doing Sinful Saturdays on my Newsletter every Saturday so make sure you check it out! It’s a chapter every Saturday.

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Dear Book World…

For the most part I love the book world…the books, the events, some of the amazing people from PAs, cover artists, fellow authors, and promoters. BUT there are several things I’d like to address at the possibility of sounding like a cold-heartless bitch. But I just have to get the shit off my chest. If you have issues with cussing I suggest you skip this post.

  1. Facebook groups – If I wanted to be added to a fucking group…I’d do it myself. I’ve asked nicely but apparently no one gives AF. So then I started quietly removing myself not only from the group but the friend’s list of the person who added me without permission. And you know what? I still get added to groups I didn’t ask to be added to. How hard is it to post a status saying ‘hey I have a group if interested please add yourself’ or ‘hey Shakuita I have a group you might be interested in do you mind if I add you?’ Simple shit right…apparently not as I still get added to groups without my permission. I hate groups with a passion and I’m in as few of them as humanly possible. It’s rare that I add myself to a group and even rarer that I add people to groups without permission. It’s called common courtesy people…learn it!
  2. While we’re on the subject of groups…if you have a group of 2K+ people and you decide to moderate it…cool that’s your right but for the love of all that’s holy please have more than yourself as an admin. The point to me of groups is to connect with either readers or other authors. If I have a question or sale on Monday but my post isn’t approved til Wednesday how the hell does that help me? It doesn’t that’s how.
  3. Fundraisers, donations, or anything else you want to do to raise money for those in need…this is the one people may think I’m heartless over but IDGAF. You want to know why? Last summer I was a split second away from being homeless, car-less, and just plan about to lose my shit. I was behind and late on a lot of things but no one know about it. I was struggling to find a job and ended up taking one that I could barely work because of my disability but I sucked it up until I could find something else even though they only had me working about two days a week, which in MA is not shit! I had to suck it up and borrow money from a family member twice which I of course had to pay back. I was depressed and stressed for months. Now I’m not saying it’s a bad thing to ask for help but what I’m saying is I can’t help everyone especially when I can’t help myself and when I’m getting bombarded with dozens of requests for book donations, money donations, and tagged in this, that, or the other donation/auction post. It makes me irrationally angry. It’s like being put under a spotlight. If I’ve been invited to the event and decide not to participate don’t then tag me in individual posts. It’s like everyday someone is asking for money for something. We are all struggling for the most part. I help when I can when I want to. And as far as these auctions go the delivery of the prizes leave something to be desired. I did bid on stuff in the past and the service I received has turned me off from doing it again. It’s not my fault you donated a $150 package and started the bidding at $25 and that’s as far as it went. I still except to get $150 worth of service and not the $25 I ended up having to pay out of pocket. If you aren’t going to give the same level of service because the package went for way less than you expected it’s not my problem. Also the other service I won at auction I never even received. The person never responded to my messages and I didn’t see any evidence that they even did as asked. So NO I’m not donating shit else for anyone else unless I personally decide to. Bottom line it’s a shitty thing to do and takes away from the legitimate causes that could use attention but people have been screwed one too many times. Yes I could have gotten with the event coordinator and demanded my money back but that screws over the person the donation was for.

Bottom line I’m over it. So I don’t care who you are from now on…if you had me to a group I will delete you from my friends list. I don’t care how long we’ve known each other and I’m not donating my money to anyone who is running an auction of any kind. There are many assistance programs out there. I get it sometimes shit is hard and yes you need a little help. But I’m just over it. It seems people think authors are rich but I’m not. I’m barely taking care of myself so I can’t be always expected to try to take care of someone else. Maybe if I wasn’t getting notification after notification or had a bad experience I’d be more accepting but that’s not the case. Stop trying to make people feel guilty for not donating their money to someone else. And I’m not writing this to call out one particular person..there are several offenders. It’s not a one time thing…this is constantly all the effing time and I have other things to do with my time like write my next book, homework, or live my life. Sometimes I think the easy accessibility of the internet has made being in the book world harder. For the last two years of being an indie author I think I’ve been the most stressed in my life and I did 8 years of active duty military service and that’s saying something.

On a brighter note, it’s FRIDAY! Enjoy it 🙂

Another year is upon us…

Yes 10 days into the New Years and so far not so bad. I have a busy year ahead and I just want to give you all a little update for what I have going on…

  • I’ll be in Vegas at the Rock & Read Vegas Author Event signing Jan. 16th from 11-6…Tickets can be purchased still here. If you can’t make it worry not as I’ll be in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Mar. 12th, Biloxi, Mississippi Mar. 19th, and Dublin, Ireland Oct. 8th.
  • My next release will be Blood of the Ancient Gods: The Beginning a prequel novel to my trilogy that I hope to release in 2017. This is just the set up. You can go to the pre order party here. And you can pre order for $0.99 here. The event will be Feb. 29-Mar. 4, 2016 and the release date is Mar. 8, 2016.
  • I’m putting together a virtual author signing here that will have 33 authors signing virtual autographs from the http://www.authorgraph.com website. Details will be in the event on Facebook. So make sure you RSVP! There will also be door prizes and participation prizes. Two each along with a few author giveaways from donating authors. The event will be from Feb. 8-12, 2016
  • I’ve been chugging away on Dark Indiscretions: Triple Cursed (Dark Indiscretions Series, Book 4) for the last few days and it’s moving along faster than I anticipated. Right now my tentative date is Dec. 2016 but if I continue how I’ve been I might be several months ahead of that. You can add it to Goodreads as of right now. More info to come later 🙂 You can also read a sneak peek of the Prologue if interested here.
  • If you’re looking for something to read please check out my Amazon page!

My tentative releases for this year will be:

  1. Blood of the Ancient Gods: The Beginning – Mar. 8th 2016
  2. Snap Shot – co authored with L.M. Adams – Coming 2016
  3. Dangerous Mate (Pride Wars Short Story, Book 2) – Coming 2016
  4. Dark Indiscretions: Triple Cursed (Dark Indiscretions Series, Book 4) – Coming 2016
  5. Kiss and Tell: Encounters of a Man Whore Vol. 1-6 – Bonus release if I have time. Companion to Kiss and Tell: Encounters of a Prostitute Vol. 1-6 which is now available

 

Lastly I’ll leave you with a teaser of Blood of the Ancient Gods: The Beginning…unedited and subject to change. Copyright 2016 Shakuita Johnson.

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Prologue

THURSDAY

“It’s been decided then?” Loki asked.

The dark-haired, blue-eyed devil was the god of mischief and enjoyed his job very well. Loki was always up to this or that but he also had his moments of seriousness. Like now for instances. Changes were a foot and it was all hands on deck.

“Yes, six supernaturals residing in three different bodies. Two in each body,” Eris replied.

Eris, with her long blonde hair and golden eyes that saw everything, was the goddess of chaos and as such got along with Loki immensely. They were always getting into trouble causing havoc but lately things had started to slow down. They weren’t as powerful as they once were.

“I see. How will it be done?” Loki asked.

“Everything that’s human about them will be striped away and in its place only the monsters will remain.”

“Have the girls been chosen?”

“Not yet. That is where you come in. You will find the three humans best suited for the task.”

“Am I to know what creatures we will be creating? Which ones would be paired together? That way I can find proper candidates the first time.”

“Of course. Come, we must find Hecate, Fenrir, and Oberon. They will be the ones infusing the humans with the powers they deem appropriate.”

Eris and Loki went to search Domus, the mythical home for most of the gods, for the three gods that would be preforming the rituals on the human vessels. They would have the necessary details that Loki would need to find the perfect humans for the procedure. Picking the wrong ones could prove fatal and waste precious valuable time. Time that they were no longer sure they had left. Besides the gods were weak and likely to be able to preform the ritual only once so it was best things were done right the first time, as there probably wouldn’t be a second chance. Eris and Loki chatted quietly during their search about day-to-day operations of the remaining gods. Everyone was on edge and had every right to be. Their powers were fading everyday and soon there would be nothing left of them but memories. It was a problem they were desperately trying to avoid and this plan with the human vessels may just be the key. The sooner they found them the better.

***

Hecate looked up from her vanity when Fenrir and Oberon entered her room. Did they not know how to knock? They were the rudest gods she knew.

“Is there a reason you two have barged into my chambers? I could have been naked for all you knew,” Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, said.

“We had an arranged meeting time so why would we knock? You’re not making any sense,” Fenrir, the god of wolves, growled.

Fenrir was always growling, perhaps it was the beast in him and Oberon was no better.

“Exactly,” Oberon, the god of dragons, huffed. “You should have been waiting expectantly for our arrival.

“The both of you should be checked for brain injuries,” Hecate said.

She turned back around to face her mirror and continued to brush her black hair. The red tips made her hair look as if it were on fire and back in her hay day it served well in scaring the natives. The purple eyes also helped with that particular scheme. Those were certainly the days, back when she was worshiped freely and often. Now, it was a wonder she had the strength to get out of bed in the mornings. All ready many of the gods had faded because no one prayed to them anymore. It was only the handful of witches that kept her going. It was the same for Fenrir and Oberon. People’s obsession with wolves and dragons were the only reason they hadn’t faded out as well. Before she could dwell to heavily on these travesties and her rapidly failing strength Fenrir’s voice broke into her thoughts.

“So what are we going to do about our worshipper problems?” Fenrir asked, getting right to the point of the meeting.

Hecate took in his glowing yellow eyes and gruff but handsome appearance. It was easy to mistake him for one of the wolves he loved so much. Anyone looking at him would be hard pressed not to fall to their knees and submit to his every command. Centuries ago he held command of legions and now only the wolves followed him but there were no battles to be fought. He was graying every year that his worshippers died. He wasn’t as young and vibrant as he once was but he was still just as handsome. It would only take new prayers reaching his ears to bring him back to his old self again.

“I believe I may have an idea. It will not only supply us with more worshippers but it will help us to defeat those gods who wish harm upon us,” Hecate said.

“Are you to tell us this plan, witch?” Oberon asked.

Hecate could see the smoke trails streaming from his nose when he spoke. Just like a dragon. He was constantly growling or roaring one thing or another. Too much time spent in his human form but it was getting harder and harder to change with all the technological advances of the modern world they now lived in. He could no longer fly high above the skies without notice or care. A few decades ago he’d tried and was nearly shot out of the sky. Now he was some odd mix between a dragon and a man, with his black tipped claws on human hands, and fangs longer than even Fenrir’s, and reptilian green eyes that sometimes glittered gold on a stunning human face.

“We will build up an army of supernaturals that will also serve as our worshippers. We will infuse them with the blood of two paranormal beings as well as our own to bond them to us. We will use human vessels to build up our ranks. They will give their gift to others they deem worthy of it by a simple transfer of their blood to the mortal. I will mix the blood of elves and fairies with mine and call my creation the Nymphacris,” Hecate stated.

Hecate watched the faces of Fenrir and Oberon as they thought over what she’d just told them. She could see the wheels turning in their heads and hoped they saw the genius behind her suggestions. It was the only way to guarantee they would have the strength to fight alongside their creations, by also ensuring they were worshipped by those sharing their blood.

“Interesting concept. I believe I can mix my blood with those of vampire and werewolf to create the Sucolupus,” Fenrir said.

“And if I mix my blood with witches and dragons, I can create the Pristis-Incantatrix. And before you object about the witches, you didn’t pick them and not much can be mixed with the blood of a dragon. Also the dragons won’t be able to shift to full dragons but smaller variations of them and the witch blood will help. Lastly, the human vessels we use will have to be very strong to handle such powers in their mortal bodies,” Oberon said.

“I wasn’t going to object to the witches, as I will still get power from them regardless. Now it is decided then. Eris should be arriving shortly with Loki so that we can let him know what we will need him to be on the lookout for in our vessels. We will only get one shot at this. Our powers are but a fraction of what they used to be and not a very big fraction at that. It will take just about all our strength to pull off this feat and it must go smoothly. There can be no mistakes,” Hecate said.

Their meeting was interrupted by a light knock on the door and the entrance of Eris and Loki.

“Good, we were just talking about you two,” Fenrir said.

“Yes, do come in. We don’t have much time and we need to get this done as quickly as possible,” Oberon said.

“What do you know so far of our plans Loki?” Hecate asked.

“Just that you want to create some sort of super soldiers but I’m confused on how it will benefit all of us gods and not just you three,” Loki said.

“I don’t know why you’re worried. There is always someone spreading mischief and chaos around,” Hecate said.

“True but they aren’t praying and worshipping Eris or me,” Loki said.

“We will ensure your survival for your assistance in this matter,” Oberon promised.

“Can we get that in writing?” Eris asked.

“Don’t you trust us?” Fenrir asked.

“Not even a little bit,” Eris said sweetly.

“Fine, we will negotiate a contract but for now we need to discuss what we are looking for,” Hecate said.

“I’m all ears and while I’m out looking for the perfect vessels, the three of you can draft a contract. I’ll look over it as will Eris and then I will tell you whom I’ve found. Sound fair?” Loki asked.

Hecate huddled in a small circle with Fenrir and Oberon and they discussed Loki and Eris’s terms. They seemed reasonable for now so they were in agreement.

“We agree. Now can we get on with it? We are running out of time,” Hecate said.

“I’m ready when you are. I need to know what you’re looking for in each of your vessels so I can procure the right ones,” Loki said.

“Yes, of course. I will start with my vessel. She must be slim and slight but also strong of will. Exceptionally beautiful and full of light and have features that could be confused with either elves or fairies. She must have an airy feel about her. I don’t know how else to explain it. The vessels must inspire loyalty and cunning,” Hecate said.

“I think that is enough information for me to go by. Who’s next?” Loki asked.

“My vessel must also be a she and one that has a darkness in her that most of the world would never know just by looking at her. She must be mysterious, quick, and lithe in build. The air around her must be charged and dangerous. Pretty much the opposite of what Hecate wants in a vessel,” Fenrir said.

“Okay, Oberon it’s your turn and then I’ll be off.”

“My vessel must have the art of seduction down but also the eyes of a predator. She will be thick-skinned and vibrant but also capable of great violence when pushed. She needs to be a natural-born leader or as Fenrir says an alpha of the pack but she also needs to be able to relinquish control sometimes and follow another best suited for the task,” Oberon said.

Loki thought over all the descriptions he was given and decided the best place to narrow down the search was to go to one of the human libraries and look into older news articles. A teen or young college student would be the best choice as they are more likely to survive the transformation to an entirely new being. He would have to tread carefully in his search so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to himself. He also didn’t want girls who were surrounded by the masses.

The more they blended instead of stood out would be a plus. There were a lot of pretty girls that didn’t have a harlem of people following their every moves. If he was being honestly with himself he was surprised the older gods trusted him with this task instead of going out and finding these vessels themselves. They did after all have enough power to teleport to earth and glamour their appearances. However, it wasn’t that sure about Oberon who was more beast than man. No point in questioning it, he was picked and he’d do the job to the best of his abilities.

“I will return as soon as possible. No less than a day or two. I know the perfect place to start,” Loki said.

He teleported out as soon as the words left his mouth to what the humans referred to as The United States of America in the center of the state of Maryland. Now to find a proper library and begin what could possibly be a longer search then he expected.

 

Updates and Such…

So much has been going on the last few weeks I just want to update you a bit…

Callisto Carvanis: And A Legacy Was Born is DONE!!! Yay. The pre order links are up and the paperback should be live very soon…

You can sign up for the blog tour and request an ARC too…Pure Textuality Book Blog & Public Relations is hosting 🙂

Release Blitz – https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1Zo-UquFpsYuWSZUfIbegfVatGvIA4KiCzNdUPifiaxU/viewform

Only 19 days until she’s here…

Release date: Dec 21, 2015
Special price of $2.99 until Dec. 26th price goes up to $3.99

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22617188-callisto-carvanis
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I’m also doing a tour for Kiss and Tell Box Set hosted by Summer’s Book Blog

Kiss and Tell
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I have an awesome reader group where fun stuff goes on here

I have two signings coming up

Rock & Read: Vegas Author Event Tickets are on sale now! Signing is Jan. 16, 2016.

Booking in Biloxi Tickets on sale now! Signing is Mar. 19, 2016.

***THIS WEEK ONLY!!! General Admission Tickets are Buy 1 Get 1 Free!!! Use Promo code BUY1GET1 when you check out! You must have an even amount of tickets in your cart. So say you order 2 one is free if you buy 4 two are free and so forth! Make sure you grab yours today!

 

Lastly I’m hosting an online virtual ebook signing…make sure you join the event! 48 confirmed authors…more info to come but there will be door prizes and author giveaways…it will be like a psychical signing but all done online and you can get virtual signatures from authors 🙂