It’s that time again where I need to introduce you to someone special…and this lady is special for oooh so many reasons but here are a few… She is my PA for commissions/paintings… so, she’s your gal if you’re looking for a painted book cover or commission. She is also a fabulous all round good egg…and by that I mean she is ALWAYS promoting her fellow Indie authors and helping peeps out.
Right then! Lets get started, here are links and relevant blurbs to her books… oh and by the way… I painted all her covers *grins*
I’ve been a Guardian for 800 years, and sometimes, even us immortals need a vacation. So when my big sister calls and tells me I’m off for two weeks, I take the opportunity to visit my favorite place: The Hunter’s Moon, a bar for supernaturals only. There’s a few things I want to accomplish while I’m not working: get a grimoire, find a little temporary fun, and make a friend. I did not want to find my soul mate, nearly die, watch a sister give up this life, and see my city in the throes of mass destruction.
What am I supposed to do now? My vacations over, my soul mate’s been kidnapped by a demon I’m not powerful enough to defeat, and Fort Worth, one of the cities I love, is in pieces. If I help the city, I will lose my soul mate; if I help my Alex, I will lose the city. What kind of Guardian would I be if I didn’t do everything in my power to defeat Yuruch? Am I even sure I want to be a Guardian anymore?
Guardian Geneva Archer might be more infamous than famous among the supernaturals in Ft. Worth, but when a sexy werewolf enters her territory, she finds herself face to face with her worst fear: save humanity or save her soulmate?
After 800 years of guarding humanity from the things that make your hair stand on end in the dead of night, Geneva Archer is given a two-week vacation to work out her feelings of loneliness and refresh her spirit. With time on her hands, she goes to her favorite club: a place for supernaturals to gather without worrying about human interference. While there, she meets Alex, a compelling werewolf with a demonic side. But instead of blasting him back to hell like her instincts would normally tell her to do, Geneva falls head over heels.
For Alex, Geneva is an answer to prayer. She can free him from the most notorious demon walking the earth—his father. Yuruch isn’t interested in his offspring’s life, just his body—the perfect body for a demon to inhabit. With Alex’s body and powers, Yuruch will become nearly invincible, able to wreak his hellish destruction on humanity from an impenetrable fortress.
In order to get his hands on Alex, Yuruch kidnaps one of Geneva’s sisters, luring both her and Alex into an ambush. After the botched rescue mission, Alex is possessed by Yuruch, leaving Geneva with a dead sister, a destroyed city and no way to get her soulmate back without giving Yuruch everything he desires.
Can Geneva figure out a way to defeat Yuruch and save Alex without sacrificing the very best of humanity in the process? Does she even want to?
Kissing the Rain
I was happy, living the good life in France. I taught Math and Computer Science, I mentored a group of great kids, and I had my dates—the lovers I visited regularly. Then My father decides it’s time to call me home. If I could, I would ignore him, but I’m a halfling and a demon bound to my father’s voice. When he calls his children, we all have to answer.
I want to be better than I am and I don’t want to help whatever foul plan he’s come up with. I can keep him off my back for a little while with the psychic static of the supernatural club, The Hunter’s Moon, but eventually the club with close and I would rather die than go to him.
My only hope is a petite, fiery Guardian, Geneva Archer. I’ve heard of
her before—she’s famous among supernaturals for her dedication to her work—but can she really help me? I’m a halfling and she’s a Guardian, two of the worlds most infamous enemies.
When Yuruch calls for his children to join him in Ft. Worth, it takes every ounce will will-power Alex has to stay away. He may have to go to Texas, but he would rather die than become his father’s puppet.
This novelette follows Alex in the days leading up to meeting Geneva. If you haven’t already read Kissing Demons, this is your chance to meet the MCs from Alex’s POV.
What’s worse than losing your job? How about losing your life, your home, and everything familiar? I just wanted to work. What did I get in return? A long fucking fall with a sudden stop.
Stranded on earth with little hope for survival and an eternity of banishment ahead of me, I did the only thing I knew—I worked the jobs I could. Until I realized I’d been replaced. Then I got mad.
Eleven thousand years of fighting for my destiny had me broken, bitter, and ready to just give up. And then my best friend blew up Fort Worth and screwed the entire universe in the process. Now I have to save his ass from everyone including the Guardians.
I hate Guardians—those intrusive vixens replaced me, took over my job, and left me utterly useless. But this one, Lavinia, she’s almost as old as I am and she is starting to get under my skin. I can’t concentrate when she’s around—everything about her mystifies me and why the hell do I remember her from before? She shouldn’t even exist! And certainly not in my memory.
Raising Hell….coming soonAuthor information
Jen Winters fell in love with paranormal romance after her daughter was born and she needed a way to escape reality for a few minutes a day. She loved it so much she decided to take her own pen to it.
She is a stay-at-home mom, homeschooling two great kids. She spends her days with the kids and her nights with her book boyfriends. She is grateful to her hubby for all his support and love, and can’t imagine this life without him.
The top-selling world of the Guardians was developed through deeply irreligious conversations with her father who likes to misinterpret scripture as often as humanly possible and a good dose of did-I-just-read-that-! when looking into ancient near eastern mythology and scripture.
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Ascension Within was released a few days ago and the first reviews are coming in.
By tina tinkerbel hart on September 24, 2015
Format: Kindle Edition
Book 3 in this series is just as addictive as the first two, it had my full attention throughout so much so I wasn’t aware I was nearing the end because I was so lost within the story. I’m glad there was a small part which explains “The Game” as it gives you a small insight into why things happened.
Exceptionally well written & highly recommended series
By Denise Kampsen on September 29, 2015
Format: Kindle Edition Verified Purchase
Sorry about the watermark, but apart from the fact this painting is for a friend… I’m also seeing a lot of my paintings appearing over the net with my name cropped off, which is pretty bad, considering I don’t ask anyone to pay me or anything, I just ask that peeps leave my name on or link to my work. Thank you.
I wanted to share a free story that I wrote some time ago. As you’ve probably already gathered from my Fallen Angels Series, I have a thing for Angels! Make sure you check out Demon Within… first book in the Fallen Angels Series, all the details are on this blog… its in ebook, paperback and audiobook.
Bethany tried to make sense of what stood before her, in fact, it didn’t make sense. Trying to focus her eyes over the magnificence was proving difficult. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words would form.
‘I realize this is difficult for you to understand Bethany, but I am real, touch me.’
The vision standing in front of Bethany edged closer, his bare chest mere inches away from her face.
Gabriel smiled softly and taking Bethany’s hands placed them on his chest.
‘Oh my! You are real. This isn’t me tripping or hallucinating!’
Bethany’s fingertips gently touched the tawny flesh. Her eyes fixed on the bronzed skin as she traced her hands across the expanse of Gabriel’s torso. Velvety soft and warm, his skin was like nothing she’d ever touched.
Letting out an almost inaudible sigh, he quivered beneath the soft caress of her fingers. The tough of a human was as he dreamed.
Breaking the seraph laws, he’d allowed himself to fall for his charge, and knew the watchers would almost certainly report to the higher powers of his crime. However, Gabriel had become obsessed with Bethany. He was supposed to watch her, guide her, nudge her to take the best course in life…but he fell to the temptation of her beauty and innocence.
Bethany, still in shock, dragged her eyes away from perfect naked flesh and gazed up to beautiful blue eyes. His face framed by shaggy dark hair was perfect, and then he smiled, and she melted.
‘You see, I am real.’
‘Yes, you most definitely are. But I don’t understand how.’
Her stare reached beyond his face, to the large expanse of feathers that made up his wings-utterly beautiful. He flexed them, extending them fully, and beamed as Bethany’s pupils dilated in awe.
She raised her hand, ‘Can I touch them?’ Bringing her gaze back to meet his her fingers hesitated before moving forward.
‘Of course.’ Gabriel gave a slight bow, as if grateful of her attention.
A smile stretched wide and Bethany’s cheeks reddened. He’d removed his shirt to show her that he was not like other men.
Their friendship had grown in the past few months they had known each other. Gabriel tried to keep his distance, but it was impossible. The only way he could continue, was to show her what he was.
The task he had been set, didn’t allow for intimate contact of any kind. He could engage in conversation, befriend his charge, but there wasn’t supposed to be any physical relationship between them. It was unfair, cruel to both parties, and out dated as far as Gabriel was concerned.
They’d returned to Bethany’s apartment after having dinner at their favorite restaurant. Dined on fresh salmon, pasta and vegetables then topped it off with Bethany’s favorite desert, butterscotch cheesecake.
Bethany already thought Gabriel was an angel, but she didn’t actually expect he’d have wings. He was a perfect gentleman. Drove her to work if her car broke down, picked her up after she’d spend the evening with girlfriends and didn’t want to drive, he was the perfect friend. Her desire for him grew with each passing day. Although afraid to make any advances towards him, as he always kept a physical distance. Never touching or coming onto her, she just assumed he wasn’t interested in her that way. When they arranged the night out at the restaurant, he’ told her he had a confession to make, and that he would explain why he wasn’t the usual, run of the mill, guy.
Sliding her fingers across the broad, naked shoulders, she moved to the side as her hands travelled down his arm. He was unbelievably soft to touch, yet firm. Silky skin draped over hard muscle. Not an ounce of fat or excess and as far as she knew, he didn’t even work out. He was perfect.
Gabriel watched her as she edged her way behind him. Ducking beneath the soft feathers Bethany gasped when her hands touched their coolness.
‘I know these are real because I can touch them. But it’s impossible…isn’t it?’
She buried her face into the soft, downy feathers between his shoulder blades. Wandering her hands under his wings at the base, and feeling the warm, soft skin of his back, she let out a sigh.
Gabriel sucked in air as if her touch burned his skin, but it was a different kind of heat that travelled straight to his cock.
Her fingertips traced along the skin were his wings began. She could feel his body tense as she touched him tenderly in this place, and thought it must be extra sensitive.
He closed his eyes, strain evident as his face creased. The heat from her body as she pressed against him sent a jolt straight to his groin.
‘Does this feel good?’
He could barely answer and only managed to mutter her name as she smoothed her hand along the tendons of his wings before pushing her fingers between the roots of the largest feathers.
‘Bethany…’ His raspy voice was barely audible.
Her fascination grew, and daring to be bold, she blew softly down the center where his wings appeared from back.
Fisting his hands, Gabriel fought for control when warm breath nuzzled in between his shoulder blades.
It seemed angels’ wings were very sensitive; Gabriel’s pleas and whimpers as she continued to play with them.
Before he could say anything more, Bethany had wrapped her arms around him. One hand felt its way across his stomach, while the other teetered on the waistband of his jeans.
Bethany drowned in the softness and as a cat brushes against a leg for attention, she nuzzled her face against his wings, much to the delight of Gabriel. To feel him was amazing, it was indescribable, and like nothing she had ever touched.
Gabriel let his head fall back and his dark hair fell gently across his shoulders as he blew out a deep sigh.
He gave up resisting and covered Bethany’s hands with his own; ushering them down his body.
Bethany let out a short gasp when he moved them across his hardness. Beneath the restraints of tight denim, she could feel his need. Palming his bulge with one hand, while the other began unfastening the button on the waistband, her breathing hastened.
Gabriel raised both hands to his head and rang his fingers through his hair. Groaning softy as Bethany exposed his length, his body trembled in anticipation. With her body pressed firmly against his wings, Bethany felt hot; from either the heat of him, or the desire building in her own body, she didn’t know… she didn’t care.
A soft hand cupped the heavy sac between his legs, while the other wrapped around the thick length.
Gabriel groaned, ‘Beth, are you sure you want to do this?’
The muffled reply was almost inaudible, but she managed to pull her face away from the softness at the base of his wings.
‘If you want me to stop, I will…but I think you like my touch…yes?’
‘Yes… Oh yes!’
Gabriel didn’t finish his sentence as the intense pleasure caused his brain to momentarily freeze. Bethany was stroking him firmly, from root to tip, her hand gliding freely from the slickness that oozed from his crown. He couldn’t concentrate and it was all he could do to stand, as his legs began to tremble. In his dreams he imagined making love with a human and having delicate hands caress and touch his body, but the experience was so much more.
She ran the soft pad of her thumb across the wet tip, causing aloud moan to escape Gabriel’s sweet lips.
Bethany could feel him grow harder with each stroke. Soft groans spilled from his mouth as she worked him. He’d placed his hands over hers, touching her as she played and teased him. Gabriel wanted this moment to last forever, but the pleasure building was ready to explode. His hips ground against the grasp of her hands and urged them to work faster.
‘Ugh… this is…’
Bethany responded to the sounds of Gabriel’s quickening breaths. His body twitched and bucked against her touch. Stroking faster and gripping tighter, she brought his release.
Gabriel cried out, his body jerked and jutted as the results of his pent up passion and love finally released.
She palmed his length in time with the trusts of his hips. His cock pulsed in her hand and she held him to her, cradling him with her body, surrounding him as she milked his release.
When he finally peaked and fell back to earth, he turned and pulled Bethany to him. The sweat covering his skin was hot; he still trembled from the aftershock of what he had experienced. Tucking her head underneath his chin, he stroked her hair lovingly as he sought to catch his breath. Bethany clung tightly to her beautiful angel, while he stilled and regained composure.
‘Was that the first time you’ve ever done that?’
‘It is forbidden to have sexual contact with a human, and so to answer your question, yes.’
Bethany pulled her body away from Gabriel’s; she wanted to see his face. Reluctant to let her see, he turned his face to the side, trying to hide.
Gabriel turned to face her, the soft skin of his cheeks, stained with angel tears, caused her to frown.
‘Forgive me Beth, I have failed you.’
‘What? Why do you say that? What do you mean?’
‘I am supposed to guide you, and ensure you follow the path to your destiny, but by involving myself personally with you, I have altered your fate. It has always been unclear to me, while I was sent to guide you; I never could see where your destiny was meant to lead, it was as if it was hidden from me.’
Bethany stared and her heart sank as she watched the sorrow and sadness covered Gabriel’s face. He was so beautiful and was always happy, to see him now, crying, broke her heart.
‘Maybe this was my fate, to be with you? You couldn’t see the path directly because you were involved in it. Couldn’t that be the answer?’
Gabriel’s eyes pooled once more, sending clear tears cascading down his face.
‘I have fallen, and I have to wait my punishment. I am sorry Beth; I did not want this to happen. I could not stop falling in love with you, and now both of us will pay the price.’
As soon as the words reached Bethany’s ears, he fell to the floor, crying in pain. She stumbled back and watched as he wrapped his arms around himself and screamed. It happened suddenly, and Bethany wanted to hold him, but his beautiful wings were ablaze before she could move. The flames engulfed every inch of the once, white feathers, turning them black, until but charred stubs remained.
He cried out and fell forward, exposing his bare back, now scarred where his wings once grew.
Bethany screamed. ‘No! No please don’t do this…this is my fault…please stop!’ She fell to the floor and reached a hand to her lovers head, the other to his shoulder.
She waited for a reply. Looking at the scars across his beautiful tawny skin, she began to sob. What have I done?
After a few moments, Gabriel finally moved. As he raised his head, the tearstains were gone. He was smiling, and quickly took hold of Bethany.
‘I am fine, my love. I am free.’
‘What?’ Bethany raised her head to meet his. ‘What do you mean?’
‘I have been released from my task; it appears this was both my fate and yours… I am mortal.’
‘Oh No! Is that what you want? I mean, aren’t you angry with me?’
Gabriel cupped Bethany’s face in his hands; gently he wiped away the tears with his thumbs then leaned close to kiss her.
‘It is what I have always wanted. From the first day I became your guide, I wanted you and I wanted to be mortal. I had no idea that this is the reason I could not see your full path. It appears I have served by master well, and now I have been rewarded.’
A smile beamed across Bethany’s face, she flung her arms around her lover’s neck and yelped. ‘
‘I love you, from the first day we met, I loved you, but I didn’t think you wanted anything but friendship.’
‘It was the way it had to be, but love finds a way, and we can share our lives as one from this day, if you will have me?’
Pulling herself away Bethany stared into her angels eyes. She had never met a man so perfect. Letting out a huge sigh, she could only answer.
‘Why wouldn’t I want you? You are my angel.’
I’ve got plenty more hot n spicey stories to post…so stay tuned.
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I’d like to introduce you to Veronica Del Rosa, who is a wonderful lady and writes fabulous books!! We met via a friend and I am so pleased because this lady is very special. Check out her links and get reading!
Throwing Away the Good
A novella in the Enforcers and Coterie series. Each one is a standalone book delving deeper into a world where magic co-exists peacefully with the ordinary, for the most part…
I lusted after him the first time I laid eyes on him. He was simply beautiful, more radiant and alive than the Fae holding me captive. And that’s saying a lot, as the Fae are breathtaking to behold.
There was something about him, though, a quiet dignity that shone through his lowly station. I’d heard the rumors of his existence, a sex slave to the master, sometimes sold to the highest bidder for the night. And yet, he walked with his head held high – metaphorically, that is.
He hid his face most of the time, staring at the ground. The reactions he received to his unearthly beauty showed me why. The Fae ogled him with lust, greed and a need to possess him.
Still, he showed kindness to the other slaves, me included. He’d take beatings meant for others, as he knew the master would never do anything to permanently scar him. He’d slip me extra scraps of food and convince the master to let me train in the weapons room. There, I felt in control, powerful, and it helped me realize an important truth.
I am not a slave.
My destiny did not belong to the master. I will hold my head up with dignity and wait for an opportunity to escape. Soon, that day will come. I only hope I can take him with me.
This is Karl’s story.
First in the Enforcers and Coterie series, each one is a standalone book delving deeper into a world where magic co-exists peacefully with the ordinary, for the most part…
Julia Hill doesn’t have time for men. Life’s complicated enough as a Mage Enforcer keeping the peace in the magical community. And letting someone get too close to her could expose her secret, one that carries an automatic death sentence.
Jackson Thorne’s a fugitive, blamed for summoning and losing control of a demon. A frame job, he swears, but all the evidence points to his guilt. Nowhere to turn and only a handful of friends to rely on, he must evade the Enforcers pursuing him.
Kidnapped by Jackson, Julia falls deeper under his spell. Escape from him seems impossible when her body doesn’t want to go, but can she trust him?
More is going on than either realizes. Unraveling the evidence against Jackson reveals a darker, more twisted conspiracy: enslavement, deadly hunts and forbidden rituals. Will they uncover the truth before it incites a bloody civil war?
Second of the Enforcers and Coterie series, each one is a standalone book delving deeper into the world where magic co-exists peacefully with the ordinary, for the most part… **Bonus Novella Included**
Derek wants Sylvia back – now. His Beta. His second-in-command. His lifemate. As a Top Alpha, few obstacles stand in his way. But even with nearly infinite resources at his fingertips, he’s spent months searching for his missing unclaimed mate, her agony slowing driving him feral. If he doesn’t find her soon, he’ll destroy everyone in his way.
But not broken.
Three months since her abduction, Sylvia keeps a mental tally as day passes into night. Torture and endless rounds of experimentation push her to the brink. Silver in the walls burns her, drugs keep her complacent. Freedom is a dream. Rescue is impossible.
If she escapes, will she be sane?
If she comes home a damaged werewolf, will her pack accept her…
Or kill her?
Bonus novella included: Unexpected Werewolf
Lori hadn’t expected her world to change. Go to work, avoid her asshole boss Ed, and spend time with friends. Then he came into her life. With a few simple words, he altered everything. Can she accept the new and the unknown?
Third in the Enforcers and Coterie series, each one is a standalone book delving deeper into a world where magic co-exists peacefully with the ordinary, for the most part…
Against his better judgment, Elijah agrees t
o help an ancient vampire with a mysterious problem. Too bad Dawn wants nothing to do with him. Prickly and evasive, she rebuffs him until she has no other choice.
Dawn doesn’t want or need the help of a mere human. She’s survived countless battles since the dawn of civilization. But now she’s being stalked and spied on in her own home. Can she rely on the resourceful yet enigmatic Elijah, or is he one of them?
Secrets brought them together. But secrets may destroy the fragile trust growing between them. She is an ancient warrior, a protector of vampires. And he…is not human.
As Heiress Princess to the Two Lands, Isis was duty bound to wed the odious Prince Baufra. But defying her father had never entered her mind until the day a handsome stranger with green skin and golden horns arrived. He opened her eyes to wondrous possibilities… and sultry pleasures.
Abandoned to a plane of existence foreign to everything he’d ever known, Osiris had given up on happiness. Then he met her, a princess betrothed to another. But what could a demon offer when his own people had exiled him for committing their most heinous crime?
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I’m sure plenty of peeps have seen my paintings of Khal Drogo–Jason Momoa from Game of Thrones author GRR Martin, over the years, and just in case some were posted with my name cut off, here they are in full and close up. Check out my page on this site, for more Khal Drogo.
I confess to being obsessed with Mr Momoa and his characters, and because of this ‘healthy’ obsession, I started to write Fanfiction. Those of you who enjoy reading fan-fiction, and particularly hunt for anything to do with Momoa, will know me as Miris
hka. The most read by far are about Khal Drogo & Daenarys, and 50 Shades meets Game of Thrones is the most popular! Entitled quite simply …. Game of Thrones meets 50 shades.
This sizzling snipped from A Morning of Passion, which I have taken from my own book, Demon Within and re-wrote for Dany and Drogo fans is just a small sample from the book, and while it is NOT anything to do with Mr Momoa or Game of Thrones, I know you will relate to Kai of Darkmide and the story.
Water lapped gently against the sides of the copper bath. Drogo sighed as the light captured silver hair draping over the edge towards the floor; Dany was a rare beauty, even if she didn’t fully understand what effect she had on him. Her innocent glances and smiles as he perched in the open window frame were driving him crazy.
‘Why are you grinning?’
He wondered if he should tell her. Drogo inclined his head. ‘Just the sight of you bathing, I know you are happy… and I it makes me happy too.’
Giggling and smoothing the wash cloth up her arm, letting the warm water caress her skin, Dany continued to bathe.
‘I should get out, I’m starting to wrinkle.’
Drogo’s eyes widened when she leaned back against the tub, arching her back and sighing, her breasts rose from beneath the water, making Drogo wish he was in there with her.
He pushed away from his perch and slowly moved towards her. Kneeling, he pulled shimmering locks of her hair through his fingers; soft and silky, silver and white, he could look at it all day.
Quickly pulling a leather strap from one of his braids and holding it between his teeth, he braided the thick mass of hair. Drogo inhaled deeply while playing with the long tresses, tying it securely with the leather, he pulled it through his hands once more before letting it fall.
After rising and taking a towel from the dresser, Drogo held it wide and waited for Dany to leave the comfort of her bath.
‘Let’s go and have breakfast, I’m starving.’
Dany rose, her skin flushed and warm; he purred while watching the droplets of water trickle over her breasts. With strong arms, he enveloped her, holding her tight against him, he began drying her then relaxed his hold as he fell to his knees. Patting her delicate skin his concentration made Dany smile as she stared down.
He performed his task with enthusiasm, not missing any area, and Dany wondered if this was common practice. Drogo gently nudged her legs and grinned wickedly.
‘Open your legs wider.’ His hands moved higher and patted gently on her most sensitive area, his eyes had a feral look about them; they matched his carnal smirk.
‘Are you going to do this every time I take a bath?’ Dany nibbled her lip.
Drogo didn’t look at her and continued working. He was now concentrating his efforts on her legs and feet. She giggled when he raised her foot, and she steadied herself by resting her hands on his shoulders.
Dany’s brows rose. ‘On what?’
‘On whether I get to taste you afterwards.’
Throwing the towel to the side and without warning Drogo’s fingers trailed up her inner thigh and brushed against her intimately. She gasped and flinched at his touch, her body humming with excitement and growing exhilaration.
Soft lips complimented the fleshy pad of his fingertips, followed by an eager tongue lazily sliding between her folds. Dany gripped his shoulders then moved one hand to his head, letting her fingers tangle in his hair.
‘Drogo…’ Breathy and barely audible, Dany could hardly speak.
Hips involuntarily ground against his mouth and without realizing, she found herself tugging at his hair, making him work harder. Drogo’s hot breath fell against her already sizzling flesh; lapping feverishly, his tongue searched every crevice to taste her.
‘I thought you… were hungry?’ Sighing heavily, Dany could hardly catch her breath.
Drogo’s voice was husky, throaty; words a whisper, as he nestled his face between her legs.
His tongue flicked against her hardening nub, sending a sensual shock through her.
If you’d like to read the rest….click Mirishka on Fanfiction for all of my Momoa fanfics..
My book, Demon Within is an epic fantasy filled with plots & schemes, secrets & lies and sizzling bedroom scenes to equal Game of Thrones!! It is currently in the top 100 audio books on Amazon narrated by Scott Richard Ehredt…and the dream of a movie is ever in my head, here are my thoughts.
There can be only ONE actor to play Kai of
Darkmide.. although at a pinch, I could stretch to two…who??
JASON MOMOA for Kai of Darkmide.
Standing six feet seven, a wall of muscle graced with tanned skin that glowed beneath the morning sun, Kai was a rare breed. Handsome, despite the scars across his chin and brow, his features are stunning. The mesmerizing stare from deep green eyes pierce through to the soul. Dark blonde hair falls past his shoulders; a few small sections are braided, and fastened by leather threads and beads. Highlighted with silver and gold strands that, when caught by the gathering breeze, shimmered in the sun’s rays like a sea of gems. On his massive arms Kai wore large, ornately decorated bands of gold, fashioned especially for him by the smiths of Darkmide.
You see it?? I do…every goddam day!!!
EMILIA CLARKE for Eloise of Brightstone.
Eloise was gifted like her mother, able to control the elements; making snow or hail, forming rain clouds or bringing wind. It was a rare gift from her mother’s line going back generations.
When I was writing Demon Within, the image of Sabe was Luke Pasqualina, however, every time I wrote more lines Santiago Cabrera popped in my head… so..
SANTIAGO CABRERA to play Sabe
‘Not a good start to the day, but eventful at least.’ Sabe chuckled as he casually rested his boots on a stool and crossing one foot over the other, he poured wine from a pitcher on the table, ‘And there I was, thinking it would be a quiet morning.’
GEMMA ATHERTON is Sabe’s feisty sister, Kiera
Kai shook his head slowly. ‘This is going to be a disaster, and if she resembles a cow’s backside in any way, I swear I’ll pay your sister to slice off your balls.’
‘Whose balls am I slicing off?’
CHRIS HEMSWORTH is Jace of Stonegarth (He is the 2nd choice for Kai, if Momoa is unavailable *snort*)
Her son, at six feet four inches, stood as tall as his father, but much broader and heavier built. There wasn’t a woman in the town that hadn’t fallen for his alluring smile, or his green eyes, laced with mischief. Kind and caring, Ellanor knew he would make a good husband to whoever snared him.
‘Which of the tanner’s daughters is drawing your attention, or are they both too tempting to choose just one?’
‘I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about mother.’ A mischievous grin breached his face as he bowed, then he made for the door.
We’re cookin now!!!!! There are quite a few characters in this epic story, and it deserves the very best of the acting world….just sayin’… but I digress….keep reading for more characters…
HAYDEN PANETTIERE is so cute, she is perfect for Nissa
Eloise reached for Nissa’s hand, and squeezed it tight while they watched Sabe leave.
‘He’s friendly.’ Her smirk
made Nissa giggle.
‘I agree, and dashing.’
‘Well, I wouldn’t go that far, but he is attractive, I’ll give you that.’ She bumped her shoulder to Nissa’s. ‘I think he likes you.’
Nissa didn’t speak, but managed a blushing smile.
SCOTT RICHARD EHREDT for Leon. (Listen to the audio version of Demon Within and you’ll know why)
Leon paused before turning to Roulan with raised brows. ‘I’ve taken every precaution I can. Your father is eager for this alliance and I’m told that Kai of Darkmide is equally keen to take a wife.’ Calmly turning back to the fire, he continued to move the ashes around. ‘I don’t see any problems.’
TOM HIDDLESTON for Roulan, Eloise’s brother
Roulan had always been wary of Leon; knowing his father preferred his company to his own, he was jealous. He strived to get his father’s attention, but always felt he was a disappointment. Now, it didn’t matter so much; detached and lacking of emotion towards his father, he concentrated his efforts on making his own mark on the world.
There are more characters that are involved in the main story, but too many to list…however…I feel the need to show you just one more character …. the angel Anael ….
LEE PACE playing the angel Anael
He has a relatively small part in the first book, but trust me… he’s got a HUGE role in the last book!! Shhh…secrets…no spoilers….
‘ANAEL!’ Kai cursed.
Kai’s head fell back in despair against the rocks where he rested, as rivers of tears flowed down his bruised cheeks.
‘You are hurting, Kai of Darkmide.’
Snapping his head towards the voice, Kai pushed away from the rock and gazed at the figure.
Appearing taller than himself and surrounded by a glowing light, the form of a man slowly appeared.
‘You are Anael?’
The seraph nodded and stepped closer.
Kai straightened when Anael edged nearer. The once scarred skin across his back tingled. Fully aware it was Anael who’d healed him after the battle with Adramelech, Kai could only assume his body remembered the effects of the healing from the seraph, and shivered at the sensation as it increased.
‘I need your help.’
Examining Kai’s bruised face and body, the angel cocked his head to the side, ‘So it would appear.’
What do you think? You like my choices??
I’m happy for Joss Whedon to have some part in the movie, and of course…the fabulously talented James Cameror Ridley Scott. *grins*
I’m just going to wait… all back of the bus n shit for someone to buy the movie rights..then we are truly cookin!