Saturday, October 7, 2017

The Keepers (Connor Chronicles Book 1) -YA Paranormal Fantasy





Title: Connor
Genre: YA, Paranormal Fantasy
Connor's life takes a U-turn when she discovers her incredible abilities, and a whole new world opens up around her. Thrilled by her newfound powers, she soon realizes that being special often means being singled out - and not always by those with good intentions.

With a group of friends who share similar abilities, Connor sets on a path of discovery and adventure, as they try to find out more about their true self and origin. They also learn of Ronin, who's young, smart and out for revenge against them, for reasons unknown.




Excerpt 
“Look,” he pointed to the floor. “There is a faint light coming from behind this wall. If I can just get to it...”He grunted as he pushed on it. It must have stood twelve feet tall and weighed a ton.

     He managed to shove this humongous thing out of the way, and sure enough, there was a handle. It didn’t look like a door at first glance, but there it was.

     “Good eyes, Scott. Away out,” I said. Things were finally looking up.

     “I told you, guys, we needed to check out the noise,” I said, relieved the so called trap turned out to be exactly what we needed.

     “I told you I would take care of this,” Scott said. Cheyenne actually smiled. I didn’t know she could do that. I almost went into shock when she ran up to hug Scott, but even more mind-blowing, he let her.

     Her smile was short-lived because things turned for the worse before we knew what was happening. First, I saw the expression on her face twist from happiness to sheer horror in a second, then I heard it, and without turning around, I knew this was going to be bad.

     The next few minutes seemed like they were a blur. Cheyenne was still in Scott’s arms, facing the opposite direction of us, staring right at it. As I turned around, Cheyenne slowly let go of Scott who, at the same time, reached for the door. I don’t even think he knew what was about to happen.

     From my side view, I managed to see a glimpse of darkness before it tossed me across the room, slamming me into the side wall. I heard Scott yell as he flew clear into the other room, slamming into the wall bookshelf, breaking it on impact. I don’t know how many books fell on top of him. All I knew was what I heard, and I didn’t hear him move.

     I slowly got up to see where it was. Time no longer slowed when I saw Cheyenne suspended in midair inside a cloud of darkness. She kept grabbing at her throat and trying to cough. Her eyes flooded with tears as it suffocated her.


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Saturday, September 30, 2017

The Battle, Book 3 of the Connor Chronicles

YA, Paranormal Fantasy Series

How far would you go to survive?

Connor
I have trained and shed blood to protect Earth, but my enemies want war. Though I’m the only descendant of the powerful ruler of Ether, my blood is key to his survival. Against wise council, I’ve joined forces with our adversary: Ronin. Risking everything, I fled to Ether with him in order to save Earth. Yet as the danger intensifies, so does our bond.


Ronin
The only way to survive in my world is to kill. As the Prince of Ether, I have taken many lives. I’ve forged an alliance with Connor to overthrow my father and brought her to the very definition of Hell: my world. I must teach her to adapt to my cruel planet; though, in doing so, it will break her. Despite my unyielding & merciless ways, training Connor has started to thaw my frozen heart.


Excerpt:
Ronin
The hominids at the door were going to announce me but I shook my head. “Never mind; he knows that I'm coming.” Taking in a long breath, I opened the double doors. I entered the main room decorated in red and white walls with a gold trim. It was gaudy.
There, Monlow sat, high in his gold and white chair, dressed in a long robe above everyone else who had to bow up to him. I no longer had a taste for my fruit. I spat what I had in my mouth out and tossed it in the waste.
“What took you so long, son?” He asked, right before ordering four men on their knees to the torture chamber. His deep, aggressive voice thundered across the chamber as he asked me the same question every time I arrived in his presence.
“You haven't been waiting long. Ether has barely rotated. I do have other duties, Father.”
“None more than me, I'm sure.”
“Of course not,” I said as I ascended the three stairs, making my way closer to him and passing both the standing and kneeling onlookers awaiting their sentencing or to beg for a deal, I surmised from the blue bostuge guards to the staff. It was a daily ritual he performed but each session got shorter with each passing day the weaker he became.
Next to him, I could see his translucent skin that no longer grew hair as the black tarry veins pulsated underneath the stretched flesh. His eyes no longer turned back to their brown state. Truthfully, I didn't remember their natural color, so instead, black remained their hue.
“Everybody out!” he snarled, rising up in his chair to almost my height, then slowly lowering back down. Everybody rushed out, helped by the tall, elongated guards. Soon, it was just him and me in the huge dome that felt devoid of air when the doors shut.
“What's the big secret?” I leisurely headed back down the stairs to the opposite side's glass partition overlooking the hellhole below. It was a large room the size of his chamber, known as the soul taker. This was where beings went after being sentenced to death by either stake, hanging, some contraception of death, or other means. Watching others suffer was his form of entertainment. I just preferred the capturing and left the rest to him. Watching was not my thing.
Monlow extended his long, bony fingers with cloudy fingernails towards where I stood. “I made this.” He was referring to Ether. “I am the ruler and yet there are those that dare to defy me. They see me as weak, old, brittle even.” His jowls took a second to close. He stood up tall on his legs that I could not see under his long black cover. His bottom half moved in a fluid motion, like a devilfish would if it could walk out of the sea.
“Why do you think so?” I asked.
“Because Shanuk has not returned since yesterday. He has not checked in as instructed.”
“Maybe he is busy as…”
Monlow snapped his head quickly towards me and bones rattled. “Why did you drive yourself? You have escorts for that.” He changed the subject just that quickly. Something I found myself doing from time to time.
He wanted to know what I was hiding or if I was keeping secrets. “For no other reason than wanting to. There are plenty of days when I drive myself.”
“But you literally drove and did not use autopilot.”
“So, everyone is your spy now?” I folded my arms and leaned against the glass. “Is nothing I do sacred? Shall I check in every time the planet turns so many kilometers to give you updates of my whereabouts? Should I implant a tracker in my wrists?” I held out my arms. “Like the rest of the minions you order about so you will learn my daily routine?” I asked, furious that I had once again been summoned for this nonsense.
Within a blink, Monlow had me suspended in the air to his height, by the tip of a finger. He didn't have to touch me but it was more personal this way. His mind proceeded to squeeze the life out of me. “You try me, son. Do not think I did not hear that detestable tone you took when you said 'father' as you entered the room. You're hiding something. I could snap you as I do a pauper.” He had his face so close to mine, I could smell his foul breath. The species he now craved were horrid and his odor reflected that.
“Then do it,” I encouraged as his hand pressed on my recently acquired wound, but I refused to beg for mercy. He squeezed my body tighter. “No, huh?” I grunted. He was close to cracking a rib. I could have taken out my knife but that would have sealed my fate at that moment so I did not challenge his strength—still far superior to mine, no matter how sick he'd become. “This is why I moved away years ago. Your paranoia has gotten worse,” I retorted when he dug his finger inside my gash.
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Thursday, August 31, 2017

BENNETT WITCH CHRONICLES Series



With her magic restored, her best friends living happily ever after together as humans,
and the love of her life waiting patiently for her on the other side,
Bonnie Bennett is not going to just sit around and let her life pass her by.
She’s off to see the world!
Join Bonnie as she journeys around the globe,
encountering supernaturals in the most unexpected of place
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Friday, August 18, 2017

3 Giveaways on August 25th!


Join us as we celebrate the last days of summer with…

a giveaway every 20 minutes!!





Enter this author giveaway by signing up to my NL by clicking here:  
Newsletter then commenting on this post or the FB link, with your favorite type of romance; ex: love triangles, steamy romance... Don't forget to leave your email address.

5 Winners alone will be chosen for an ebook of Connor, The Keepers (Book 1) from the Connor Chronicles, a YA, scifi, paranormal romance. One winner will get an ebook of The Keepers plus a $20 Amazon Gift Card!

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Friday, August 11, 2017

Connor Chronicles - The final chapter Coming in September!

Connor Chronicles
The Battle 
(Book 3)


How far would you go to survive?


Connor

I have trained and shed blood to protect Earth, but my enemies want war. Though I’m the only descendant of the powerful ruler of Ether, my blood is key to his survival. Against wise council, I’ve joined forces with our adversary: Ronin. Risking everything, I fled to Ether with him in order to save Earth. Yet as the danger intensifies, so does our bond.


Ronin

The only way to survive in my world is to kill. As the Prince of Ether, I have taken many lives. I’ve forged an alliance with Connor to overthrow my father and brought her to the very definition of Hell: my world. I must teach her to adapt to my cruel planet; though, in doing so, it will break her. Despite my unyielding & merciless ways, training Connor has started to thaw my frozen heart.



Read Books 1 & 2


 The Keepers (Book 1)                                

Connor's life takes a U-turn when she discovers her incredible abilities, and a whole new world opens up around her.

Thrilled by her newfound powers, she soon realizes that being special often means being singled out - and not always by those with good intentions.

With a group of friends who share similar abilities, Connor sets on a path of discovery and adventure, as they try to find out more about their true self and origin. They also learn of Ronin: young, smart and out for revenge against them, for reasons unknown.






                                                                                      The Revealed (Book 2)
Earth
In the aftermath of betrayal, dust is settling. The San cannot rest as they take more responsibility defending Earth. Meanwhile, Connor must endure immeasurable physical pain as her abilities grow stronger through fights and combat training of The San. They are preparing for what's coming... War.

Connor’s loyalties are questioned, and her actions put to the test. She is forced to make harsh decisions against the Elders' disapproval when the world around her begins to crumble.

Ether
Willow now lives on this foreign planet known for its unyielding cruelty, and ultimately, will have to confront the actions that put her there. Condemned to continuous battle, she has to overcome her once shallow self and accept the inevitable: fight or die.

Ronin is back, and on a mission no one else knows about. The very one closest to him is Connor, his mortal enemy. Neither is willing to accept their destiny, yet compelled by it. Will enemies become allies, or battle to the death?


Until next time! 

Monday, July 24, 2017

New mystery series coming soon!

Coming Soon!



Death is rampant in the city of Chicago, but what makes this high profile case so special is not the attempted murder of the charming British billionaire Jasper Maxwell, but the circumstances leading up to his lover’s death.

For years, Forensic nurse investigator Amelia Kavanagh has worked for the county of Chicago and this is her first prestigious case. Early on inexplicable evidence is revealed to Amelia, and even at the detriment of her own life, she is determined to figure out what lead Courtney Lane's corpse to her slab in the morgue. Although politics demand that she sign the death certificate, Amelia is compelled to dig deeper. One would say she just might be obsessed.

Detective Chase Bishop is new to Chicago and determined not to rock the boat, especially since the mayor personally assigned him to the recent death of this young woman. Bishop is set on wrapping up the case as soon as possible, but Amelia Kavanagh won’t let him and neither will his conscience. A supposed open and shut has turned into much more.

Little by little it is discovered that Jasper Maxwell is more than he appears to be, but so is Amelia.  



Saturday, June 24, 2017

The great works of Carole Gill



About My Written Work




It's so ironical but all of the work that is published is dark. There's a 4-novel 
vampire series, book 1 of another vampire series and a horror novel about a
circus as well as the darkest work about Countess Bathory. There is also my 
collected horror stories. All my books are published by Creativia. The irony 
is, I wrote these works during the happiesttime of my life!

Truthfully, my life has been no picnic. Childhood was great but for about twenty 
five years after it, it was pretty awful. Traumatic actually. That's probably where 
the horror comes from. Those years tore into my soul and left a presence. Just 
the way it is. That presence is what I tapped into when I was married and wrote 
all that work.

In yesterday's post, I sought to update everyone on something that just took off. 
It's running on its own legs and has to come out, working day and night on it.

So that's it for now. But please remember, horror fans, I have a lot of work out
 and am writing more shorts for a horror ezine I like. So working almost constantly 
which is great. It's better than the abyss I was in for the past 21 months!

I have written about hell, but now I really know what it feels like. I'm still clawing 
my way back sometimes but I'm just about out of it.

The best thing for me I realize, is to stay busy so I am.

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