I’ve been a little busy these past months, and so I have to hang my head in shame for not updating my site for some time. However I’ve just managed to upload some of my more recent work, so that anyone who has been following me, can see how I’ve improved and continue to improve.
My calendar for 2020 is full for custom work, and in between custom clients, if i have time, I like to make premade covers which I always offer first in my group on Facebook.
Due to increasing popularity to get on my custom list, it’s with regret that I have to advise I am unable to take on any new clients for 2021 as there are only a few slots free, which are reserved for anyone purchasing a premade from me.
There are just not enough hours in the day!
I want to thank you all for continuing to like and share my work. It means a great deal to me.
Hello!! I’m very excited to share some news with you. I recently became friends with a very talented artist with over 25 years experience working in the fantasy art world. He is also amazing at creating 3d, and it’s because of this we became friends. Myself and a few other designers commissioned him to create an exclusive dragon for us to use on our covers. We realized we had alot in common, and decided we could make great work together if we pooled our skills. I am so very proud to be associated with Uwe, not only because he’s worked for some famous authors, rock bands and movie peeps, but because he is a genuinely awesome person. I’m going to show you just a few of the works we’ve created together, and also want to invite you to our first premade cover event this evening in our Facebook group.
I’m handing my blog over to Karen McFarland so she can tell you about her latest book release!
It’s finally here. Today is release day for Sex, Blood, Rock ‘N’ Roll, and Vampyr (Book 1 of The Bloodline Trilogy). The book is now available in digital and paperback.
About the Book:
West Side’s front man and lead singer, Quinn Forrester, and the band’s lead guitarist, Jeff West, were like brothers, so when Quinn mysteriously disappeared in 1989, Jeff suspected foul play. With no evidence to back up his suspicions, Jeff was not able to convince the authorities. The truth is, Quinn was turned into a vampire that night and lives in secret in the dark shadows of New Orleans.
Years later when Quinn and his daughter, Nadia, formed a night club act, Quinn stepped back into the local spotlight. Vampires don’t age as mortals do, so in an effort to explain that, Quinn reinvented himself as his son.
Twenty-five years after Quinn’s sudden unexplained departure from the band, the opening of an art gallery brings Jeff West to New Orleans. A beautiful artist, Quinn’s lookalike son, a vampire tour and a series of events send Jeff on the path to finally discovering the shocking truth about what happened to Quinn.
Here’s a Look Inside the Book:
Randi and Quinn looked at each other recalling their earlier discussion about adding a little spice to their hunt.
“Did you hear that?” she asked.
“I did,” he said, wondering what was going on in his wife’s mind.
“What do you think? She’s obviously vampire friendly,” said Randi playing with her hair.
Quinn noticed her pretty face, long silky red hair, perfect breasts, and drop-dead body. He raised his brows and said, “She’s hot, babe. Honey, are you sure you want to do this? We don’t have to. It’s your call.”
The corners of her lips turned up. “Yes.”
He placed his hand over hers and said, “I love you. I don’t want you to do this because you think it’s what I want. I only want you to do it if it’s what you want. It doesn’t matter to me either way.”
She smiled and rested her other hand on his. “It is what I want. I want to experience this with you.”
He shook his head and smiled at her. “Then go for it.”
She winked at Quinn as she got up from the table and stepped behind the bar. Quinn got up and took a seat at the bar three stools down from the stunning redhead. The girl noticed him and looked his way flashing him a flirty smile. She was aware of his bedroom eyes grazing over her.
Randi eased her way over to her and said, “Hi, I’m Randi.”
The girl sipped her drink. Her smoky green eyes looked up, and she smiled. “Hello, Randi, I’m Riley.”
“Local or tourist?” asked Randi.
“Business. I’m an artist, and I’m here for the unveiling of a painting.” Riley glanced over at Quinn subtly licking her full glossed lips. She turned back to Randi and motioned to Quinn. “What a hottie.”
“Yes, he is,” said Randi with a smile. “That’s one of the many reasons I married him.”
Shit, thought Riley biting her lower lip. She shrugged her shoulders and attempted to laugh. “Oh, no. I’m sorry. Isn’t that always the way. The hot ones are always taken or gay.”
Randi laughed and said, “His name’s Quinn. He owns the place. Since you can’t have my man, how about another drink? It’s on the house.”
“Sure. Thanks, Randi.”
Randi made her a fresh vodka martini and set it in front of her.
Riley sipped and raised her glass with a smile. “This is great, Randi. You’re quite a mixologist.”
“Thank you.” Randi leaned in close to Riley and whispered, “Are you planning to scout the alley tonight for a vampire to feast on your blood?”
Riley looked at her wondering why she would ask such a question. Unaware Randi was using her preternatural power of hypnosis on her to get the truth; she said, “If I thought those rumors were true, I probably would.”
Her words were music to Randi’s ears. She reached out and touched Riley’s hand. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she said, “You know they’re true, don’t you?”
Riley realized Randi’s body temperature was way below normal for a human, and her mind began to make a connection. She looked into her eyes and asked, “Is your husband as cold as you are?”
“Even colder,” said Randi moving in closer. “You know what warms us. If you’re interested in making a donation, I don’t mind sharing my hot husband, but it’s a one-time thing, and I have to be there. It’s our rules.”
I’ve got a special offer on two of my books on Saturday 26th November.
Dragon Moon is a young adult fantasy on sale at 99c for one day only! Save the dragons, unite the races, no sweat.
I’m nineteen and wish I had a clue about my future. Instead of my own bed, this morning I woke in the strange land of Lur Neval. My name is Scarlett, but the Nevalese call me Dragon Mage. Seems it’s my job to preserve the all-important dragons and oh, while I’m here, bring peace to the warring clans. Piece of cake if I can outwit Madoc, the manipulative, evil seer who wants every dragon destroyed. Whatever it takes, I’m here to fulfill my destiny under the light of the Dragon Moon.
Find out why the dragon mage is so important to the people of Lur Neval by reading Dragon Moon, an exciting teen & young adult fantasy by Julie Nicholls.
A former slave who is now a feared warlord, a princess, a king, angels and fallen-angels make this an epic romance you will love from the start.
When the Seraphim ruled the heavens, a vain angel dared to risk everything for the love of a human and paid the price of eternal damnation.
Sold into slavery when he was six years old, Kai has never known love. As a grown man, he rebels and becomes the ruler of Blackhill where he rules with a firm hand. Now he needs alliances and a wife.
King Garlan from Brightstone sends his envoy to request an alliance with the infamous warrior. The agreement is to offer his daughter’s hand in marriage, Princess Eloise, in exchange for Kai’s support. Kai instantly falls for the beautiful princess and soon discovers he’s not the only one with a secret.
The princess holds a power gifted to females on her mother’s side by the seraphim.
Can Eloise save Kai and the town of Blackhill from the destruction of the fallen angel who is attacking the towns looking for revenge? What does the future hold for them?
Join Kai and his friends on an epic journey which takes you in to a world of angels and demons by reading Demon within, an angel fantasy romance by Julie Nicholls.
The Indie author community lost part of its heart when John Tucker passed away in June. He was a great writer, friend, and host of the successful Damn, That’s Hot Erotica events. With that in mind, I’ve created a new group—Hearts on Fire Books—as a place to carry on with what John taught me and continue building a community for those who love romance and erotica. We can never duplicate his DTHE events, but once the HoF ranks have swelled, we’re going to give it one hell of a try.
It’s release day for Chicanery by Barbara Chioffi – Get your copy via Amazon
This is a collection of eight twisted tales of the unexpected. The stories are completely different from anything you’ve read previously and I know you’re going to enjoy them.
Here’s a sneak peek from one of the stories
Larry visited Cora once a week on Saturdays, but never stayed long. Bored with his mother’s aging mentality, he would raid the refrigerator, doing what he had always done, helping himself. Cora, who no longer drove, relied on Larry to do the grocery shopping, and he took advantage of the opportunity to buy for himself and provide Cora with only what he thought she needed. It was a sad commentary. He had no idea what she liked, never having thought of anyone but himself. If she requested something, he would conveniently forget. After some time, she took what he brought her and said nothing.
He lived off the proceeds from the sale of her house, receiving a generous monthly allowance. Her lawyer was well acquainted with Larry and knew he thought himself entitled to whatever his mother had. Larry spent the money on whatever he wanted—a nice apartment and a new car. It was a blessing that he had no access to her sizeable bank account. At the end of every month, he would ask her for extra to tide him over.
Cora had limited conversations with her son during his weekly visits. He would talk as little as possible and exit with what he had pilfered. She sighed with relief each time he left. As a parting shot, he always slammed the door behind him. Smiling to herself, she would raid her hidden stash of goodies, bought by the pleasant neighbor in the next apartment.
Not long after Cora moved in, a woman her age had rented the other side of the duplex. Evelyn and Cora entered into a relaxed friendship with morning coffee followed by their favorite TV shows. They had a mutual agreement, she and Evelyn—secret goodies in exchange for tending the garden. If it was one thing Cora had retained, it was her green thumb. Evelyn had devoted a small room in her apartment to a variety of plants, especially flowering ones. A screen door had replaced the traditional one, and the women could watch the activity as they visited and drank their morning coffee. The one window remained open giving insects, mostly bees, access to the nectar therein. The women would water the flowers while the bees merrily buzzed, never stinging either of them. All of this, they kept from Larry. Not having access to Evelyn’s apartment, he was unaware of the haven the women had dubbed the “Bees Knees.”
During an afternoon visit, Cora discovered a small hive under construction in a large potted tree Evelyn had placed in a corner. Both women watched with wonder. The hive began to grow as bees flew in and out of the window. Cora remembered the small hive in her former hothouse and wondered if the bees were transferring their residence. Recalling the mutual respect she had shared with the bees, she hoped they had followed her to regain that closeness. Nature amazed her in its variety and purpose.
One Saturday morning, as Cora was getting dressed, Larry burst through the door, his face contorted in anger. “Mother, where’s my allergy pen. One of those bees just stung me. Hurry. I don’t feel so good.”
Cora ran to her medicine cabinet, took the pen, and returned to the living room. Larry grabbed it and jabbed it into his arm. He sat on the sofa, waiting for it to take effect. His color returned and he sighed. After letting loose a barrage of expletives, he said, “The next time I come, I’m bringing insect spray. I’m going to kill every one of those damn menaces.”
This frightened Cora. If there was anything left in her life she loved, it was those bees. She had dreaded his being stung for she knew the next time she saw him, he would be covered from head to toe with protective gear as he methodically killed her friends. Cora soothed him as best she could, not relishing his temper. “Son, it was a freak encounter. It won’t happen again.”
“Don’t hand me that, mother. They were swarming around me as if they had been waiting. I’m coming tomorrow. There won’t be one left when I’m done.”
Sitting in her recliner after Larry left, Cora shared her fear with her friend, who had just arrived. “Evelyn, I am more upset than I’ve been in years. Larry is coming this weekend, armed with enough poison to kill every bee for miles. I can’t let that happen.”
“I agree, Cora. Those bees are the most important part of our lives. They give us such joy and I feel they love us just as much as we love them.”
“We can’t give them up.” An unwavering resolve settled on Cora’s face.
She and Evelyn discussed the issue at length and decided on a course of action together. Not what she wanted, but it had to happen. Entering the garden room, they warned the bees, hoping their thoughts and words were carried on the wind.
Larry walked with purpose to the front of his mother’s apartment building. He was ready for battle. Strange, no bees were there–not a single one. The sun was shining and the flowers were in full bloom. Where were those annoying pests?
Draped in layers of covering, all one hundred and twenty pounds of his scrawny body was covered in sweat. He waited several minutes, then growling to himself, he went inside. Cora sat in her recliner, drinking her morning coffee. Larry removed all but his jeans and T-shirt and dropped the paraphernalia on his mother’s carpet. “I don’t understand it, mother. There were no bees. I’ll wait a while. Perhaps they’ll be out when the sun is hotter.”
Going to the kitchen, he poured himself his usual glass of tea. As he gulped it down, a smile graced Cora’s face. Waiting patiently, she watched as he began to relax.
“You know, mother, I was thinking about having you move closer to me.” He yawned. “There are some small apartments about a mile away. It would certainly save me trekking out here every weekend.”
Cora knew of the apartments he mentioned. They were adequate, but small and for the first time, her irritation showed in the iron grip she had on her coffee cup. She nodded as she watched carefully, ignoring most of his jibes. Soon, his eyelids drooped. He was asleep. Her remedy to her situation was underway.
You can read the full story when you purchase Chicanery – Barbara Chioffi.
As an indie author, I can tell you it’s hard work trying to get noticed. Between spending hours on social media and paying for advertisements, it can be time consuming and costly. So you can image how excited I am that my latest Young Adult Fantasy, Dragon Moon, has been admitted into Amazon’s fabulous program, Kindle Scout. I can hear you asking…what’s that?
How It Works
Kindle Scout is reader-powered publishing for new, never-before-published books. It’s a place where readers help decide if a book gets published. Selected books will be published by Kindle Press and receive 5-year renewable terms, a $1,500 advance, 50% eBook royalty rate, easy rights reversions and featured Amazon marketing. Browse new, never-before-published books. Every book has 30 days to earn your nomination. Authors are submitting new books all the time so check back often.
Nominate your favorites.
When you discover a book that you think is great, nominate it and the book will be added to Your Nominations panel. Keep up to three books nominated at a time, and update your nominations whenever you want
When a book’s 30-day campaign ends while in Your Nominations panel, your nomination is tallied and removed from your panel – freeing up that nomination for another book. You will receive an email to let you know whether your book has been selected for publication.
Enjoy free books.
As a thank you from us and the authors you support, you
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So this is where you can really make a difference to an indie author…by nominating their book.
Click the link to Dragon Moon on kindle scout…read the first 5k… and if you think this is a boo
you’d like to read in full… click nominate. EASY PEASY LEMON SQUEEZY!
In case you need a little encouragement to click the link…here are some details about Dragon Moon
I’m nineteen and wish I had a clue about my future. Instead of my own bed, this morning I woke in the strange land of Lur Neval. My name is Scarlett, but the Nevalese call me Dragon Mage. Seems it’s my job to preserve
the all-important dragons and oh, while I’m here, bring peace to the warring clans. Piece of cake if I can outwit Madoc, the manipulative, evil seer who wants every dragon destroyed. Whatever it takes, I’m here to fulfill my destiny under the light of the Dragon Moon.