Yep, it's October. A month of thrills, chills, and things that go bump in the night. Are you ready for a read that will make the hair stand up on your arms while reading under the covers? Excited to delve into a psychological thriller? If so, then I have the book for you!
Whispered Pain releases October 13, 2015. The preorder price on Amazon is only $1.29 (full retail price on release day will be $2.49) PLUS the audio version, narrated by the incredibly talented Andrea Emmes, is scheduled to hit Audible, Amazon, and iTunes shortly thereafter.
So, here's the SCARY deal. The first twenty-five people to preorder the ebook from Amazon will receive a free code to purchase the audio version! To take part, all you need to do is forward me a copy of your purchase receipt of the ebook from Amazon (via email) and when the audio goes live, I will send you a free code to redeem from Audible.
Simply click here to go to Amazon and snag your ebook copy of Whispered Pain.
Thanks to each and every one of you for the continued support. I appreciate all of you!
I am thrilled to announce my next novel, Night Court, is finished and with the editor. The audio version will be narrated by Rebecca Roberts (who narrated Blood Ties) and will be distributed by Blackstone Audio! I am beyond excited and honored to partner with not only Rebecca again, but also one of the largest, independent audio production houses in the United States. Night Court is slated for release in mid-December, 2015.
Addiction isn’t just about the voluminous issues
experienced by the addict. Like ripples in a pond, addictionaffectseverything—and everyone—around the addict. Nothing remains untouched as
the disease, like a virulent plague, destroysrelationships, friendships,employment, childhood,
parenthood and marriages. Don’t believe me? Take a few minutes to read this
staggering piece from CNN. According to the article (source figures provided by the
CDC from number of deaths from drug poisoning vs. other causes, 1999-2014)
“Drugs now kill more people than cars, guns.
Drugs are the leading
cause of accidental death in this country. Fatal overdoses surpassed shooting
deaths and fatal traffic accidents years ago. For perspective on how fast drug
deaths have risen, Anderson said, consider the sharp rise in heart disease in
the early half of the 20th century. It took about 50 years for the rate of
heart disease to double. It took drug deaths a fraction of that time.” Scared yet? You should be, because…
It has been way too long since I hosted the talented Audra Tropser on my blog, so when I heard she had a new release, I was excited and begged her to drop by for a visit to discuss Unveiled. Let me share my review of this book, followed by the interview:
A.D. Tropser is known for creating detailed, fascinating worlds,
ranging from ones where dragons fly to peeking behind the veils of time and
space. I have read all of her books and enjoyed them all for her attention to
detail, vivid descriptions and memorable characters. Unveiled is yet another winner. Audra’s creative mind went
into overdrive as she weaves the story of Jo and her sister as they journey
down a new path—one that neither young woman had a clue existed. Jo was my favorite character because she is the perfect
embodiment of strength and vulnerability. When her entire existence is flipped
on its axis, the way she handles the unbelievable is tinged with biting humor
and lots of snarky comebacks. When the “unveiling” happens, …
– Saturday, March 2, 1957 – 10:00 p.m. The cold winter
rain started out as sporadic drops when she left the inconspicuous home hiding
dark deeds behind its walls. When she stepped off the bus on the outskirts of
town (much to the dismay of the annoyed driver), the droplets morphed into a heavy
downpour, along with a thick blanket of fog. Carolyn
sighed and continued trudging through the secondary streets skirting the edge
of town. The past thirty minutes were spent in a painful blur, each step slow
while fighting to overcome waves of dizziness and nausea. She had no choice but
to steer her sore body clear of the main thoroughfares of downtown Camden.
Though not many, there were a few streetlights dotting the walkways, and even
with the viscous fog coating the air, a moving body could still be spotted. It was Saturday night, the air frigid and the
streets slick with water and a bit treacherous, yet some people would be out
and about. War and Peace was