Today’s guest, Chacelyn Pierece, the author of THE EMPEROR’S TREATY is here to share an excerpt from the book. Please make Chacelyn feel welcome by leaving a question or comment for her.
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The Emperor’s Treaty
by Chacelyn Pierce
The Emperor’s Treaty (The Calaeron Duology, #1) Arryn, the newly crowned Emperor of New Phalba, must find a means to strengthen his kingdoms from impending foes. To end a blood war that has carried over millenniums, he petitions to marry one of his race’s mortal enemy—the Moekan dragons’ crowned princess. Even though the bond with the Moekan dragons will aid against a looming attack on his empire, Arryn can’t help his attraction to the dragon princess Shann living in his palace.
Eager to make the best of her situation and please her new husband, Shann is willing to face the challenges of a dragon ruling the Fae Empire. Winning his trust proves to be a tougher challenge with odds stacked against her. Will the lies about her cause Arryn to break the new peace treaty? And can she stop him from starting a war that will change everyone’s future?
An Excerpt From The Emperor’s Treaty
Arryn tilted his head back in fatigue, he’d been slaying the mammoth dragons night and day, and he hated it. But no prince ever sat aside for battle. It was tradition for him to participate in skirmishes that would be renowned through the ages. Nevertheless, glory left him barely able to stand on two feet. All for blood and exaltation; no time to frown or complain about the lack of rest. His father’s words echoed though his exhausted mind and filled him with enough strength to finish the task at hand.
He gazed up at the dreary sky, noting the stirring winter firmaments. The soft morning light peered over the Jertan city ruins, casting a somber glow on a once-mystical place. It would seem beautiful, if not for the chaos and bloodshed that had befallen the crumbling silver spires of the ancient Jertan castle.
The mourning cries and pleas of fallen Phalban soldiers resonated through the gorge. The ditch his men had dug around the cloister became a pit of pain. The injured were carried there to seek aid, but he was certain it would be filled in with dirt and marked as a mass grave before sunset. He glanced around, looking for some shred of peace or happiness in the madness. His father spoke of war as if it were a prized stag on a wall of gold. He did not see it as such. No matter how many times he willed his mind to focus on something else, it was always brought back to the horrific battlefield. Broken bodies of his kin were scattered around like debris. Many pleaded for their brothers to end their misery and give last testaments to their family. It was heart-wrenching…and unnecessary.
About Chacelyn Pierce
A rocker by heart, Chacelyn Pierce is constantly ear plugged with heavy tunes blaring to stir up the phantom personalities that swarm her mind. It’s no surprise that she enjoys writing and reading to satiate her appetite for the male antagonist in a story. Married to a blatant redhead and mothering a diva, there is never a dull moment in the house. As a native Texan, she doesn’t personally own a horse but follows the unwritten southern rule of knowing how to ride one. When she’s not testing the emotional capacity of her characters, she works as a dog groomer.
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I’m excited to welcome today’s guest Gaylon Greer to the blog. Gaylon is visiting us today to talk about his novel The Price of Sanctuary – a romantic suspense novel. Having had the opportunity to read several excerpts, I’m already smitten with his hero – Hank and I think you will be too.
In addition to sharing an excerpt and the cover blurb from The Price of Sanctuary, Gaylon has prepared a short blog post on something common to all authors – the task of facing down the blank page. Whether you’re an author or a reader, I’m sure you’ll find his post interesting.
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What Scares A Writer Most
For some writers—include me in this group—nothing is more frightening than staring at a blank page. Well, an empty file in a word processor. You sit poised over your keyboard, staring at that blank screen with its tiny, blinking curser, and a hundred other things you could be doing come to mind.
Here’s something that works for me: don’t think about what you intend to write. Just start writing. You have thought about your story in advance, of course, and have a general idea of what you want to write. That advance thinking will pay tremendous dividends, but thinking while sitting in front of your word processor is a dead-end exercise. Instead of thinking, start punching keys.
Okay teach, you say, punch keys. But which keys? Well, you have choices. You can retype some of yesterday’s prose, maybe even improve it a bit. You can type a few paragraphs written by your favorite author and benefit from internalizing the rhythm of her style. Or you can just write nonsense—whatever comes to mind. Whichever approach fluffs your feathers, it will also warm up your mental engine, get you ready for some serious creative composition.
Each technique has been recommended by one or more writers far more accomplished than me. I have experimented with all three, and they work. But the one that works best for me when I’m starting a brand new project is to write nonsense. The gibberish eventually morphs into stream-of-consciousness prose and usually leads to some serious interaction between my subconscious and my keyboarding fingers. Even though most of what I type during the warm-up periods eventually gets trash-canned, some of it inevitably finds its way into the finished product.
The Price of Sanctuary
by Gaylon Greer
Accustomed to a life of privilege, Shelby Cervosier finds herself running for her life. Accused of killing an American Immigration agent, Shelby has undertaken a mission on behalf of a secretive American espionage agency in exchange for a promise of legal amnesty and political asylum in America. Now, however, the agent who coerced her into accepting the assignment wants her dead to cover up the bungled mission. Two hit men compete for the bounty that has been placed on her head.
Shelby and her younger sister flee into America’s heartland in search of a safe haven. They find only fear and danger, however, when they are captured by one of the assassins, Hank.
Prepared to do whatever it takes to keep her sister safe, Shelby cooperates with her capturer. Deciding that his feelings for them are more important than bounty money, Hank takes the sisters under his wing and secrets then away to his hideout: a farm in a remote corner of Colorado. They become a part of his extended family; they have finally found sanctuary.
Their safe new world is shattered when the second hit man, a relentless psychopath, captures Shelby’s little sister and uses her to lure Shelby and her lover into a middle-of-the-night showdown on an isolated Rocky Mountain battleground.
An Excerpt From The Price Of Sanctuary
The house had grown quiet except for the occasional creak of aging timbers reacting to changes in humidity and temperature. After watching a moonbeam stab through a window and creep over the floor, Shelby stared at the ceiling and asked herself why she always waited for events to overtake her. Why couldn’t she do what Hank had suggested during their road trip? In Las Vegas he had urged her to reach out to life, to squeeze it, make it respond. “Grab life by the scruff and shake it,” he’d said. But he wouldn’t reach out to her any more than he already had. The next move was up to her.
She threw back the bedcovers and swung her feet onto the chilly floor. If she thought about it, she would crawl back into bed, so she refused to think. Instead she reached under her gown to slip off her panties and tiptoed across the hall to his bedroom.
He lay on his back, stretched full-length under the covers. “Are you all right?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Standing in his doorway, she said, “I’m . . . yes, I’m okay.”
“Are you chilly? Need more cover?”
“I’m lonely. May I get in with you?”
He shifted to the side, fluffed a pillow for her, and threw back the covers. She recognized the gesture as the one she had used in Las Vegas when inviting him to share Pearl’s guest bed. Feeling light-headed, she pulled the door shut and climbed in with him.
He lay on his side, watching her. “You sure everything’s all right?”
“I don’t know. I feel . . .” She twisted to face him. “I thought you might . . . that we . . .” Why couldn’t she finish a sentence? She concentrated on regulating her breathing.
He twisted onto his back again and extended an arm. “Come here.”
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About Gaylon Greer
Working with traveling carnivals and itinerant farm labor gangs during his teen and early adult years took Gaylon Greer up, down, and across the United States and introduced him to a plethora of colorful individuals who serve as models for his fictional characters. A return to school in pursuit of a high school diploma while serving in the Air Force led to three university degrees, including a Ph.D. in economics, and a stint as a university professor. After publishing several books on real estate and personal financial planning, as well as lecturing on these subjects to nationwide audiences, he shifted his energy to writing fiction. Gaylon lives near Austin, Texas.
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Please welcome today’s guest, Debbie Peterson to the blog. Debbie is here to share a bit about her latest release Van Locken’s Witch.
Debbie will be giving away an exclusively made representation of the necklace worn by Lissa, the heroine in Van Locken’s Witch. The necklace was created by Shandra Kay. This contest is open to US residents only.
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Cover Blurb From Van Locken’s Witch
by Debbie Peterson
Kapitein Rand Van Locken has no idea what awaits him as he boards the Spanish galleon on behalf of the Dutch West India Company, or that the beautiful woman imprisoned within will change his life in ways he never imagined or even desired. Until now…
Lissa Capoen, didn’t plan for the Spaniards to capture her while attempting to rescue her sister. She didn’t foresee the handsome sea captain coming swiftly to her aid and offering his assistance. Nor did she expect him to steal her heart and claim it as his own.
Yet, as destiny brings them ever closer together, Armando Manera is determined to recapture the witch and present her to the Spanish King. No matter what it takes…
An Excerpt From Van Locken’s Witch
“Corners of truth? What are you trying to tell me, Lissa? Please, for the love of heaven, just come out and say whatever it is you need to say.”
She fastened her gaze to his. “That all the witte wieven legends you’ve just mentioned have a foundation based in fact. The stories began centuries ago in Gelderland, the place from whence I hail as we’ve already discussed. A group of women, all related by blood, settled there during the elder days. Rather than hags or sorceresses, these women and all their female descendants were renowned herbalists and healers. People would travel great distances in order to obtain a cure for their maladies, and those that believe in this gift still do to this day. To my knowledge, the wieven never turned away a soul that had a genuine need.
“Most of these women have what you might deem, magical ability, and some more so than others. For although each woman learns to use the elements of the earth, as well as the energy that surround these elements to accomplish her purposes, individual skill varies. In addition, they are in fact, gifted with the ability to see into the future. Again, some to a greater degree than others.”
“Oh, come on, Lissa,” said Rand. “Surely, you don’t believe that.”
“Yes, actually, I do.” She paused for a moment and then took in a breath. “I believe it, Rand, because I am one.”
He drew his brows together. “You are one what?”
“A descendant of the witte wieven, who has inherited all of the abilities of her ancestors.”
For a moment he said nothing. He simply stared at her. Then, after what seemed an inordinate amount of time he said, “You can’t be serious.”
About Debbie Peterson
Debbie has always had a soft spot for fairy tales, the joy of falling in love, and happily ever after endings. Stories of love and make believe filled her head for as long as she can remember. However, it was her beloved husband who encouraged, cajoled and inspired her to take up a pen and write some of them down. Her journey to published author could fill quite a few pages. However, in June of 2010, she submitted her debut novel “Spirit of the Rebellion” to her wonderful, patient, editor at The Wild Rose Press and the rest is history. She now has four published novels to her credit, with a fifth due out in 2014.
When she is not busy conjuring her latest novel, Debbie spends time with the members of her very large family, within the lovely, arid deserts of southern Nevada. She also pursues her interests in family history, mythology, and all things ancient and historic.
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