MY FIRST FIVE STAR REVIEW ON AMAZON!!!

 MY FIRST FIVE STAR REVIEW ON AMAZON!!!
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She was the one dangling by her hair at his mercy...

“Violette, I’m so sorry, this is not me, please forgive me.” His voice reached through the fog in her head; she was suddenly afraid.

“Slate?” The name came out in a frightened exhalation. Before she could say anything else, his hands shot out, twisting in her hair, jerking her head back, lifting her chin up. She could feel panic rising in her throat and a small scream started to build. What had happened to this moment that had been so sweet?

She felt him circling around to the back of her now; a low feral growl vibrated in his chest. She could feel it because he had just pulled her tight against him. He pulled tighter on her hair now.

She realized with a sick dread that she was going to have to fight back to get out of this. He started to speak then, as his hand started to dig into the flesh of her shoulder, almost tearing the fabric of her uniform at the sleeve.

“You need to stop messing around with me, little one. You don’t know what I can do. What I want to do.” His voice was menacing, she did not recognize it at all.

“I…I’m so sorry, Slate. Please, Slate, please stop! Why are you hurting me?” She tried to twist away from his grip, squirmed and managed to elbow him swiftly in the ribs. He didn’t even flinch. He chuckled, infuriating her.

“Slate! Let go! What is wrong with you?” Her pleading question ended with a terrified sob and she stopped fighting, her fear paralyzing her. Slowly, his grip on her arm loosened, a low keening sound came from his lips, as if someone was trying to speak out and he was fighting them back.

“Stop it!” he yelled angrily. “What is wrong with you?!”

The accusing question struck her as absurd. After all, she was the one dangling by her hair at his mercy. She decided her best course of action was no action at all. He seemed to be a little mad- out of his mind.

“I like you this way, Violette,” he whispered soothingly in her ear. He nipped tentatively at her neck as if she were candy. Another fire sparked in her belly; this disgusted her. What was wrong with her? Why was she was reacting this way to him after he’d been so cruel to her? His hand trailed down to her waist and then hovered around her hip. He kept nuzzling her neck, her shoulder, trailing luxuriously hot breath up and down.

She couldn’t stand this anymore! She made another attempt to spin out of his grasp, expecting to be caught up short but she ended up facing him, her eyes wild and jittery. The smile on his face was wickedly seductive and caused her to step back. This was not the Slate she knew. This was not the face of a young, sheltered gentleman, but of a seasoned predator, one who was lecherous, capable of hurting her in more ways than she wished to consider.

She ran about twenty steps, thinking she’d left him behind, when without a sound, he grabbed her around the waist again, the action of the short stop whooshing the air out of her lungs.

“Where are you going, little one? I’m not done yet. More, I want more.” He wrestled her to the ground now and pushed her face down in the dirt. She began to cry, wrenching sobs of fear, gasping in a desperate attempt to breathe through the horror of what was happening. She felt as though a black wave of cold water was pulling her down, hooking her with its rip current. She knew she cried like a child but she simply didn’t care. She was suddenly reminded of that night she was in her bedroom. That helpless, hopeless feeling of utterly giving up was so much more welcome than being acutely aware of what was being done, what thoughts might be racing through this man’s mind. She would much prefer the oblivion of youth, the ignorance of not knowing how it might feel to burn alive.

“Please,” she said again, “Please stop.” She begged him now, her cheek against the cool sharp grassy earth.

“Oh God,” he said from behind her. His voice had changed again; it sounded more like Slate now. “Oh my God,” he repeated a little louder. She continued to cry when he growled very loudly behind her. The sound was like a canon. The nerve-wracking howl didn’t stop either. It just got louder and lower, coming from a deeper place within him.

She dared to work herself up onto her feet while the moaning and snarling continued. Surprised at her good luck, she stood up slowly, not wanting to turn around and face the wounded animal behind her. She took a step and he shoved her roughly and began to yell at her.

“Go, Violette! Go! Run inside! Quickly!” The awful noise started again. He was talking to someone, fighting himself. She ran as fast as her wobbly legs would carry her, panting and sometimes stumbling, but never stopping. She didn’t rest until she was in her cot, covers pulled up over her head, but she could not stop shivering. She stayed like that for the rest of the night, not sleeping a wink, mind hyper aware of everything happening around her, and everything that could have happened.

JLB Creatives: Meet Author, Jessica O'Gorek

JLB Creatives: Meet Author Jessica O'Gorek: Hello fans and followers! Hope your spring time is keeping you smiling. Thought I'd share just a couple of quick pix of our flowers here...

           

 

Guest Post by author Brae Wyckoff

How do you get your name out there?

Let me introduce myself to give you an idea of who I am and my merit on this subject. Hello, I’m Brae Wyckoff, internationally acclaimed author of The Horn King Series. My debut novel, The Orb of Truth, hit Amazon in November of 2012. It has since been voted #1 in several categories:

Voted #1 Best Fantasy Book Under the Radar!
Voted #1 Best Christian Sci-Fi/Fantasy Book!
Voted #1 Best Indie Fantasy Book!
Voted #1 Best World Building!
Voted #1 Epic Fantasy Worth Your Time!
Voted #1 Awesome Action!
Voted #1 Best Supporting Characters!
Voted #1 Fantasy Book Everyone Should Read!

Not bad…how did this happen? How did I get my name and my book out there to achieve this? Read on…

Writing your book is the easy part. This statement will ring true once you have published your first book and you try to get the word out to everyone. Family and friends will rally behind you and buy your novel but what about the rest of the 6 billion people in the world. Okay, let’s narrow it down to the USA only…that leaves over 300 million people who don’t know anything about you and your book.

What is an author to do?

Do you find a publisher? Good luck. They are not taking any newbies. If you do get a publisher, you are still in the same boat. You still have to market your work.

Do you find an agent? Good luck. They are also not taking any newbies. You are your best agent and marketer.

How do I market my book then? In the world of social media, things are getting much easier to share your work, but it is still like shouting to someone you know to get their attention at the Superbowl when the team just scored a touchdown…they won’t hear you. You will need help…you will need a chain reaction…you will need to connect the spheres of influence that you have.

Ever hear of a Social Media PR Manager? No? Don’t worry, I didn’t either…

Facebook in North America only has over 180 million users. Globally it is over 800 million users. That is quite a number. I signed up for FB back in 2004 when it was still new and I have seen every change to our timelines and have stopped grumbling about it. I won’t bite the hand that feeds me.

FB is your friend and in this vast world you will find the people to connect you and your work. I found my PR Manager or rather she found me. Aileen Aroma (https://www.facebook.com/aileen.aroma.1 friend her on FB…smart move for all authors and smart for readers) will champion your work. She can promote like no other and she has the contacts and resources to help you. Do you see where this is going? You connect with Aileen, she connects with her contacts, and then those contacts connect further and so on. It is BRILLIANT!

Authors, invest in Aileen and she will invest in you. This requires formalizing a plan with her and working it together to build your fan base.

What can Aileen do to help me?

Good question.

1.       She will bolster your fan base and readers by pushing your author page and getting you much needed LIKES.

2.       She can create an Official Fan Page for you and post content to it daily.

3.       She can create an event on FB and have other authors donate their books to help generate a buzz with the focus on you. (This can be a magical time in your life and really help push your work)

4.       She can create a Street Team. A what? Yes, you heard me correctly…a FB Street Team that will pound the internet airwaves and plaster your links on all their pages, their blogs, and promote the crap out of your work and who you are to the public. This is something that needs to be well maintained and managed and this is where Aileen shines brightly.

5.       She can also help with other social media endeavors. Heard of Twitter? What about Google+? Oh, and don’t forget about Goodreads (now owned by Amazon). All of these platforms have huge merit on there own but once you start linking it all together then it can be a powerful tool to let the world know who you are.

Aileen Aroma has been working with me since February and since then I have seen sales increase, not just in the USA, but around the world. Why? Because of those spheres of influence I mentioned earlier. You need to start connecting the dots and linking yourself to the world.

Aileen can’t do everything. You will need to be a strong presence and available as an author. You need to get your book professionally edited and an awesome book cover that will attract, not repel.  Think about getting a book trailer made…professionally. What is the theme of what I’m telling you? Yes, be professional in everything you do.

As an author you are in the spotlight. You are considered famous, and rightly so. You have birthed a story with your words for the world to embrace and enjoy. Your words matter and need to be heard.

As Bridazak would say in my book, The Orb of Truth…

“It is TIME!”

 

About the Author:

Brae Wyckoff was born and raised in San Diego, CA and is working toward a Psychology degree. He has been married to his beautiful wife, Jill, for 20 years, and they have three children; Tommy, Michelle, and Brittany. He has a beautiful grandson named Avery. Brae has been an avid gamer since 1985. His passion for mysterious realms and the supernatural inspired him to write The Orb of Truth, the first in a series of fantasy action adventures. Brae describes The Orb of Truth as a cross between the Lord of the Rings and the Wizard of OZ where you will be swept away into a magical land of Dwarves, Elves, and Halflings.

Website: http://www.braewyckoff.com/

Blog: http://orboftruth.blogspot.com/

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E-Book Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Truth-Horn-King-Series-ebook/dp/B00AGIQYWO/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1354403443&sr=1-1&keywords=orb+truth

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Goodreads Brae Wyckoff: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6420295.Brae_Wyckoff

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“It’s a cross between Lord of the Rings and the Wizard of OZ where you will be swept away into a magical land of Dwarves, Elves, and Halflings.”

—Brae Wyckoff

 

Voted #1 Best Fantasy Book Under the Radar!

Voted #1 Best Christian Sci-Fi/Fantasy Book!

Voted #1 Best Indie Fantasy Book!

 

 

The Orb of Truth Book Synopsis:

In the hundreds of years since the Holy City disappeared, darkness has fallen over the land. Human kingdoms have seized control of the realm, scattering the other races into hiding.

Bridazak, a skilled thief, and his friends, a Dwarf and a fellow Ordakian, have dared to remain within the human communities and live relatively quiet lives, until they discover a mysterious, magical artifact. The three friends are thrust into an adventure that will challenge their faith, their purpose, and their destiny as they chase a forgotten and lost prophecy across the realm of Ruauck-El, where they hope to discover the origins of the strange item and their place in its history.

An ancient, unknown enemy threatens the completion of their journey at every turn. Bridazak is about to face the biggest adventure of his life, one that may change the known realm, and answer the questions he has carried all his life. Will they unlock the truth?

 

 

 

 

The Dragon God Synopsis (Book #2 of the Horn King Series):

As the heroes of Ruauck-El emerged triumphantly in The Orb of Truth, the first book in the Four Horn series, they could not have imagined that an even greater evil still lay ahead of them.

Raina has discovered a new threat to the realm, and teleported King El'Korr - against his wishes - to the West Horn King's capital city, Tuskabar, in hopes of thwarting an evil Mystic's plan to acquire the five dragon stones. Each relic harbors an ancient dragon spirit, and, if combined, would unleash a multi-headed deity beyond imagination, to begin a reign of terror upon Ruauck-El.

Meanwhile, Bridazak and friends are in search of Spilfer Teehle's missing family. Their quest leads them to visit old enemies, travel through beautiful but deadly locations, and will ultimately take them on an adventure of new discoveries of themselves.

Each group is on their own mission, but as destiny would have it, their fates are more entwined than they could possibly know.

Internationally acclaimed author, Brae Wyckoff, brings a new depth to fantasy storytelling in The Dragon God.

 

Gemini Rising GIVE AWAY!!!!

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He tried not to sniff the air like a dog

She hesitated and he could tell she was thinking her answer through carefully. "Oh I'm fine. I fell down the stairs and slapped my cheek right on the banister. Klutzy me!" She chuckled.

She was a terrible liar. Her whole posture slumped over and down with the weight of her conscience. He speared her with a knowing look, but didn't press.

"Wow! Can I see it? Is it bad?"

She shrugged her shoulders and slowly lowered the ice pack. "Yeah, I guess it's bad, I haven't even looked at it yet."

He looked away immediately and took a quick steadying breath; his face turned a pale white. When he saw the large black bruise forming around her swollen eye and the cut on her lip, he was instantly livid. She was lying. Someone had hit her. Who? He needed to know.

"Who did this to you?" He hoped he hadn't growled. She gave him a strange look.

"Eleanor, I've never heard you talk like that. Are you okay? Really, I just fell down the-"

"Not true," he interjected persistently. His face softened. "Please don't lie to me. Friends don't lie to each other." He smiled in what he hoped was a convincing and sweet display of concern. He was rewarded with only an awkward lift of her eyebrow.

"Friends?" she asked, aghast. "It was just last week you were behind me, pulling on my hair and throwing spitballs at me every time the sisters turned their heads. And now you're my friend? You're acting really weird. I'm going to go lie down for a while."

His hand went to her wrist and squeezed firmly. “Please. Don’t go.” When she tried to pull away, he saw a bracelet of bruises around her left wrist as well. He let go immediately but lunged into an apology. "I am sorry for pulling your hair. Please, forgive me." His plea was so sincere it threw her for a loop. Stunned silence was good, so he plunged onward. "I know I'm acting weird. I just realized how much I care about you when I saw you were hurt and wanted to make amends." He stopped now to give her time to absorb his confession.

She glanced down at the bruises on her wrists and pulled her sleeve down quickly, but it didn't cover it, so she put her hand behind her back. "Okay." She didn't offer up anything else and started walking again. He followed beside her. Even being in Eleanor, his heart pounded in reaction to his intense emotions. This girl was special. He felt like he knew her, yet he had no idea why. He tried not to sniff the air like a dog; he wanted so badly to identify her scent; wanted to bury his nose in her hair and disappear. This was different, he admitted. She scared him a little, despite her obvious disadvantage of being human.