Saturday, August 29, 2015

Glamour Blade by: Aine P. Massie w/ Interview

Reality and perception aren't always what they seem. Sometimes the greatest hope is found when two hearts find their truth and their home.
Title: Glamour Blade
Author: Áine P Massie
Series: House Millar, #3
Publisher: Encompass Ink, Teen
Genre: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2015
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When Rory Ó Cuinn, a Sidhe warrior, is sent by the Sidhe Queen’s Council to reestablish the magically enhanced vampire hunters known as Guardians, he doesn’t question his mission.
Lord Lorccán is a rare vampire noble, as he only kills humans who are far more monster than not. When he meets the enigmatic vampire Mistress Anya from the House Millar, he believes he's found an ally in creating a warrior class to police the vampires and protect the innocent—human and vampire alike.
The two goals bring Rory and Lor together, in more ways than one. But Sidhe nobles aren’t meant to love the damned and Rory fights against a rising attraction for Lor, just as Lor pushes every one of Rory's buttons—mostly on purpose.
When they team up, using both their magics and knowledge, to save those that matter most and find possible future Guardians, their predesigned realities and perceptions change and twist. As love, hate, passion, and betrayal collide, the only question left is which emotions the pair will grasp and hold.

Do you read your reviews? Do you respond to them, good or bad? Do you have any advice on how to deal with the bad?
Do I read them, well; honestly, it depends on whom the review is by. I do read them often, hoping to find where others enjoyed a particular bit or to see where they hope the stories will go next. I never respond other than to say thank you to review sites though.
Bad reviews are a fact of life for an author. Even the greatest books out now (and throughout history) have gathers their fair share of negatives. The catch is to not let those reviews get you down where you don't want to write more. I've seen it happen to authors that I truly enjoyed L As for how to deal with them; don't read the negative if you know it is a bad review. (That's the nice thing about review ratings ;) ). However, the biggest is... never give up! No one can please everyone; write what's right for you.

Is there one subject you would never write about as an author? What is it?
I'm pretty open-minded and liberal-thinking most of the time. I would never write to glorify something I believe is wrong, hateful, hurtful, etc. There are flashbacks in Blood's Voice and Blood Marked where some of the past torture and abuse Anya suffered comes to light, but I cut off the scene or only allude and it's always plain that these things are not seen as okay, good, or even tolerable/justifiable. I would never write about kids/crap/the dead/murder/suicide/etc. in a positive way.

Do you have a favorite conference to attend? What is it?
I love, love, loved RainbowCon 2015 in Tampa, FL. Sadly, the next one isn't until 2017 :'( It was so much fun! I met readers, authors, bloggers, and more! (Even a few of my favs!)

What is the weirdest thing that has ever been said or done to you by a fan?  (Internet stalkers count)
I was once asked if I really drink blood. :/ Um, no. That would be my vampires... NOT me, lol.

What is the hardest scene you have ever written?
The flashback that happens at the end of the masquerade in Blood Marked. It includes blood, a knife, and a possible rape. Nothing is actually shown on page, don't worry, but writing the torture glimpses are the worst. However, one needs to see inside Anya's head to understand her, so I write them.

What are you working on now?
Glamour Blade just came out, but I'm already working on Soul Blade, which will be a continuation of both the House Millar series and of Lor and Rory's story. I'm not done with them yet ;) Writing the vampire world is fun, but this time I have to write more of the sidhe realm.... Can't wait to share!

Áine P Massie is originally from Florida, she now lives in Wisconsin where she works on her House Millar series full time while raising four children (the term herding cats comes to mind). Her major in College was Childhood Education (specializing in ages zero to five) with a minor study in Deaf Culture/ASL. She is also a Wiccan priestess dedicated to the gods, family, and love.

Áine is a proud member of the Rom-Critters, the Romance Writers of America®, WisRWA, and Rainbow Romance Writers. Áine has always had a particular fascination with vampires, mythology, and the unusual. When she can escape from her children and books, she enjoys... oh yes, reading, playing, ritual, a good cappuccino, and working with her healing stones.

Her first published work came in high school where she was part of a writing and drama group. However, she has been reading the likes of Shakespeare and Poe since late elementary school and enjoys most forms of fiction.


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Friday, August 28, 2015

Broken by: Jamie Loeak w/ Interview

Title: Broken
Author: Jamie Loeak
Series: The Outsiders Series (#1)
Genre: YA Contemporary
Publisher: Self –Published
Edition/Formats: eBook
Two hearts meet in a field.
One is open,
The other is a shield.
Two heartbeats,
Four hands.
One soul lives between the two of them.
Carter Daniels is a typical runaway. Unsure of who he is or where he’s going, Carter is only sure of one thing: his past is going to stay in the past. But when he gets pulled into the popular crowd at Silver Valley High School, he’s forced to choose: tell the truth about who he is or lie. Lie. And it seems to be working. His parents wanted to get him that cheap apartment because they’re never home. He crashed his car so he doesn’t have one. His weekends are filled because he has to spend time with his parents. But when Carter is forced to open up to an outsider because of an English assignment, everything changes. There is something he sees in her, an undeniable connection. There is a need to discover what lies behind those sad eyes. But will Carter be able to lower his defenses in order to get past hers? Will he let her in, or will he choose to stay broken?

Vandelya stops shoving her pencil in the spiral of her notebook. She just stares at me. Her green eyes are wide. Her lips are parted, her chest moving up and down quickly. I watch as her gaze falters, as her breathing slows.
I swallow, unsure of what to do or say. I’ve got a temper but I’ve never been like that with someone before, especially someone that I don’t know. But Vandelya is frustrating me right now. She reminds me of my mother; she’s refusing to deal with whatever it is she’s running from. And it bothers me so much because she can choose to deal with it; she can choose to face whatever it is. She doesn’t have to lie, to pretend it isn’t there. She can’t ignore it.
Vandelya’s bottom lip quivers slightly.
“Stop,” I order. I know that in that moment it sounds cruel, that is seems heartless, but I didn’t mean it like that; I just can’t stand to see her cry, especially because the last time she cried was because of me too.
“You don’t know anything about me, new kid. Don’t pretend you can tell me what to do or how to feel. You, of all people, shouldn’t judge me based on one thing.” And just like that, without another word, she turns around and rushes out of the library. I sit there for a few minutes, staring at the direction she took off in, and then I pick up my pencil. The list of Vandelya’s questions still sit in front of me and, without thinking, I start working on them.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

No Remorse by: MaryLynn Bast w/ Interview

Title: No Remorse
Author: MaryLynn Bast
Series: Heart of a Wolf Series (#1)
Genre: Paranormal Fantasy
Publisher: Werewolf Tails Publishing
Release Date: Original Release Date May 17 2012
Edition/Formats: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:  Due to her unusual birth, Amber has abilities no other werewolf has ever possessed. On the run since childhood, the lone wolf avoids contact with other werewolves at all cost, continually moving, constantly looking over her shoulder and always alone.

Everything changes when Amber saves a werewolf from the mere brink of death, Blake, the only werewolf to ever protect her. Love blossoms, but not without tribulations when Amber realizes she must help her new pack rescue a member who is being held hostage by a rival pack.

Warring with emotions of going from lone wolf to the pack leader’s mate, Amber must decide if she is willing to risk Blake’s life to know true family and friendship despite the fact that the Council is hell bent on locating her and will stop at nothing until she is found. Will Amber’s special abilities be enough to keep everyone safe?

Blake drove along the deserted highway, the wind blowing wildly through his thick, dark brown hair. The three days growth that shadowed his jaw line was rough. He had been driving for days and was tired. He was on the last stretch home, with only a few more miles to go. Head resting against the support for a moment, he stared at the endless road and trees. White lines were zipping by as his foot held the gas steady at seventy miles per hour.
He barely registered the sound of gravel when the black truck veered off the road onto the narrow shoulder. The slight drop jerked the steering wheel sharply, startling him awake, but it was too late. The truck was already out of control. The last thing Blake saw was the ground flipping by a couple of times. The truck rolled over the steep embankment, bouncing off the large rocks and boulders on its way down towards the bottom of the ravine and the small stream that flowed swiftly through its base. Then everything went black.
On the far side of the ravine, from her vantage point high up on the hill, just inside the trees, the black wolf stood and watched the vehicle slowly drift to the side of the road, then go out of control. Tires slid in the gravel losing traction, the truck slipped off the road and tumbled down the side of the embankment. There were no tire marks on the pavement since the driver never hit the brakes. Amber knew the truck would be there for days, weeks, or even months, before it would be discovered. Picking her way rapidly through the sprinkling of trees and boulders she hurried towards the ravine. The scent of blood was strong, urging the wolf forward.

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Thursday, August 20, 2015

Broken by: Jamie Loeak BLITZ

Title: Broken
Author: Jamie Loeak
Series: The Outsiders Series (#1)
Genre: YA Contemporary
Publisher: Self –Published
Edition/Formats: eBook
Two hearts meet in a field.
One is open,
The other is a shield.
Two heartbeats,
Four hands.
One soul lives between the two of them.
Carter Daniels is a typical runaway. Unsure of who he is or where he’s going, Carter is only sure of one thing: his past is going to stay in the past. But when he gets pulled into the popular crowd at Silver Valley High School, he’s forced to choose: tell the truth about who he is or lie. Lie. And it seems to be working. His parents wanted to get him that cheap apartment because they’re never home. He crashed his car so he doesn’t have one. His weekends are filled because he has to spend time with his parents. But when Carter is forced to open up to an outsider because of an English assignment, everything changes. There is something he sees in her, an undeniable connection. There is a need to discover what lies behind those sad eyes. But will Carter be able to lower his defenses in order to get past hers? Will he let her in, or will he choose to stay broken?
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Hi there! I’m Jamie Loeak, YA author of the Chronicles of Light and Darkness, The Outsiders Series, the Atlantis Novella Series, and The Star Caster: a novella. Wow! That sounds like a lot for a girl that spent most of high school and college starting – and never finishing! – things. It all started with songs and poetry but the never-finishing part soon transferred to books.
It wasn’t until I started writing Body and Soul, the first book in the Chronicles of Light and Darkness, and my debut book, that I actually finished something. I blame/thank my parents for leaving me to dog sit on their vacation – they left me with a Jeep but I can’t drive stick, so I was literally stranded! However, I managed to finish a book I had been dreaming of for quite a while. So, in all reality, they are the reason that I even began writing.
Other than the story of my beginning, I’ll tell you a few things about myself. I was a special education teacher and now work in compliance (making sure that all aspects of a special education child’s education is legal). My hobbies include: writing – duh! – playing guitar, reading Jane Austen, browsing bookstores, trying to cook and bake, and photography. At night, when I’m falling asleep, I tend to come up with plans for world domination – and not my world domination, but a world where all people are good and do the right thing… I swear, it’ll all happen one day!!!
Five Fun Facts:
  1. I’m obsessed with my cat, Charlie.
  2. I’m practically paleo but not all the way! (you can see recipes on my blog
  3. I live in sunny Florida.
  4. I’m a neat freak and clean at least every other day.
  5. My sister is on the cover of The Star Caster and I took the photo!

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Sunday, August 16, 2015

Airion by: L. M. Halls

Title: Airion
Author: L.M. Halls
Series: Carrie: A Magickal Psychic Series
Genre: Fantasy
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: April 16 2015
Edition/Formats: Amazon Kindle
Have you ever felt like you had a mission in life?
Carrie always knew that she was born with a spiritual mission, but she had no idea what would that would mean.
In this supernatural thriller Carrie, who uses her psychic abilities to counsel others on their path and to guide young Wiccans, thought that this was what she was here to do. She was wrong.
Airion, a guide who before hid in shadows, comes to her to reveal the real nature of who she is and the mission she accepted before birth.
A dark entity wants the ley line running along the east coast and under Carrie’s home. Under the guise of a metaphysical cult, it takes the first steps to control this magickal energetic current. Can she grow fast enough as a witch to face the growing dark force she can no longer ignore? This battle could cost Carrie more than her life. And after meeting her soul mate, that is a price Carrie will not pay without a fight.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

The Gift by: Andrew Grey w/ Interview

Title: The Gift
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: M/M Contemporary
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Aug 10 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Ember is a drop-dead gorgeous Las Vegas escort. He notices Alejandro in some of the classes he teaches at his side business—a yoga studio. Then, color-blind Alejandro further captures Ember’s attention when he’s blinded by a quick change in light and needs Ember’s help at a club. What Ember doesn’t expect is the way Alejandro touches his heart.
Alejandro never intended to develop feelings for Ember. He’s in Las Vegas for a year to sow some wild oats. But Alejandro quickly sees more in Ember when he sets out to make some of Alejandro’s dreams come true—including a trip to the Grand Canyon and the beaches of LA. Alejandro’s wild oats could turn into something memorable.

Ember knows keeping his escort job from Alejandro isn’t the right thing to do, but he wants to be liked for who he is. Alejandro keeps his own secrets for the same reason. But Alejandro’s family obligations, along with Ember’s profession, could make it impossible for the two of them to stay together—unless they can figure out how to make the most of the gifts they’ve been given. 

“Thank you for the drink,” Ember said, turning to him.
“You’re welcome.” Alejandro smiled slightly and watched Jimmy and Ember step around the table. The other guys all said good-bye, exchanging hugs and talking quietly.
“Is that the guy from the yoga studio?” Christo whispered, and Alejandro nodded slightly.
“For God’s sake,” Christo said. “You’ve been sitting here chatting him up and you’re just going to let him go? Have I taught you nothing? Before he leaves, ask him out, get his number, something.”
“How do I know he’s interested?”
“How do you know he’s not? Someone has to make the first move, so get up out of that seat and go ask him out. If you want something, you need to make it happen.”
“You sound like my father.”
“Maybe he’d be right, in this case.” Christo paused. “Do I have to do what I did to get you that date to the Christmas ball?”
Alejandro stood. “If you do, so help me, I’ll….”
Christo stepped back and folded his arms over his chest. “You have ten seconds.”
“I wonder why I’m friends with you,” Alejandro muttered as he stood up and walked to the end of the table. Christo could be such a pain in the ass at times.
Jimmy and Ember were getting ready to leave, and Alejandro wondered how he should broach the subject. Back home, he’d… hell, back home he’d never in a million years have the guts to approach another guy like this. Maybe that was the problem? He kept thinking like he was back home, and he wasn’t… at least for now. He was here, in Las Vegas—what did he have to lose?
“Ember,” Alejandro said when they turned away from the table.
“Go on out to the car, I’ll be right there,” Ember said to Jimmy.
“Umm, I wanted to thank you for helping me earlier, and I enjoyed meeting your friends. They seem really nice.” He was beginning to sweat something fierce and figured he might as well get this over with. Ember could tell him he wasn’t interested, and Alejandro could go back to the table and proceed to drink a few more martinis before heading home for the night.
“Is there something you wanted?”
Alejandro nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. If he got any more nervous, he was going to puke, and that would be so attractive. “I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me? I’m a terrible cook, but we could go someplace, then maybe a show.” He knew he sounded like a schoolboy, but he’d at least gotten the words out.
Ember looked like he wasn’t sure how to respond. He blinked a few times, and Alejandro actually wondered for a second if this was the first time anyone had asked him out, but that seemed doubtful. Alejandro prepared himself for rejection. He figured Ember had to be thinking of a way to “let him down easy,” like they said on television.
“I’d love to,” Ember finally answered, and it took Alejandro a second to register Ember had said yes. “Let me give you my phone number so we can talk and arrange an evening.”
Alejandro’s heart began working again and he smiled hugely. “That would be great.” Alejandro reached into his pockets for something to write on, but came up empty. Christo pressed a card into his hand, and he peered at it and then gave it to Ember with a smile. Ember handed him a card from the yoga studio.
“I put my number on the back. I really have to go. But we’ll talk tomorrow afternoon.” Ember waved and then turned and threaded his way through the people toward the front of the club.

Friday, August 14, 2015

Kitty Saves the World by: Carrie Vaughn w/ Interview

Title: Kitty Saves the World
Author: Carrie Vaughn
Series: Kitty Norville Series (#14)
Genre: Paranormal/Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Tor – Forge (Imprint of Macmillan)
Release Date: August 4, 2015
Edition/Formats It Will Be Available In: eBook & Print (Mass Market)

It's all come down to this, following the discoveries made by Cormac in Low Midnight, Kitty and her allies are ready to strike. But, when their assassination attempt on the evil vampire Dux Bellorum fails, Kitty finds herself running out of time. The elusive vampire lord has begun his apocalyptic end game, and Kitty still doesn't know where he will strike. Meanwhile, pressure mounts in Denver as Kitty and her pack begin to experience the true reach of Dux Bellorum's cult. Outnumbered and outgunned at every turn, the stakes have never been higher for Kitty. She will have to call on allies both old and new in order to save not just her family and friends, but the rest of the world as well.

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Saturday, August 8, 2015

Dream Casters: Light by Adrienne Woods w/ Guest Post

Title: Dream Casters: Light
Author: Adrienne Woods
Series: Dream Casters (Book 1)
Genre: YA Paranormal
Publisher: Fire Quill Publishing
Release Date: May 28 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook
Mr. Sandman, send me a dream, ta da da da.....Seventeen year old Chasity Blake knows the Sandman is just a silly children's story parents tell their children to get them to sleep. At least she thought it was, until the day a mysterious, light golden sand appeared in her hands during a high school prank that went horribly wrong. A sand that has the power to send anyone it touches into a deep, sound sleep.
Fearing she had lost her mind, Chasity soon discovers the shocking truth of her heritage- she is a Dream Caster. Chasity was never supposed to be raised on the Domain, or what humans call Earth and she is forced to return to her true birth place, Revera – the world of Dreams.
However, in Revera there is no balance between good, the Light Casters, and darkness, the Shadow Casters, and Chasity is caught square in the middle. She soon learns that there is no place for anyone containing both the light and the darkness within them, and the shocking truth that if anyone in Revera ever discovered her shadow self, Chasity would be thrown into the Oblivion – the world of Nightmares.
Dreams are always more than they seem, and this time Chasity is going to discover just how different they can be.

Crap, crap, crap,” were the only words that left my mouth as I took each painful step. Rollins knew just how to give ballet lessons that were straight from Nick’s pit. A stabbing pain ran up my calf and I had to stop as it went into a spasm. It should teach me to be late for class.
If it hadn’t been for Clare Bean, yip, her surname was Bean which led to plenty of teasing when she was little, I would’ve been on time. I would’ve had that extra ten minutes to stretch.
We had always been friends, Clare and I, since we were crawling around in diapers. Her house was a couple of houses down from mine and our moms were all too happy to bring us over for play dates. But since Ass and Abs had come into the picture, Taylor Winchester, Clare had gone all gaga and friendship didn’t seem to mean a thing to her anymore.
At first he hadn’t been too bad. He’d always had a thing for Clare but a month ago at his party, we were sort of trapped in the basement alone for a couple of minutes and he’d declared his ‘undying love and affection’ to me. Me, Chasity Blake, or just Chas as my friends call me, let me rephrase, my friends used to call me, as I’d rejected his affection, using finger quotes. Every girl my age knew what guys, especially the once that looked like Ty, meant when they declared their affection to you.
Clare was my best friend, what else was I supposed to do. I’d thought the idiot would feel like stinky feet and forget about it, but no, he thought that I should be taught a lesson, and told Clare that I’d made a move on him. She’d actually believed the dog.
Now for the past four weeks I’d had to endure their humiliation on a daily basis. First it was the posters on every locker with guys names crossed out. The entire baseball team from what it looked like, and the heading was Chasity Blake’s To Do List.
It was so lame, but coming from her, it hurt. It hurt a lot.
I thought everyone would forget about that in a week, but they didn’t and more rumors were added on.
Then came the exploding paint in my locker. I struggled to get the red paint out of my hair and had walked around with it for an entire week. My mom almost had a heart attack though, acted all strange and was ready to pack up and leave.
Today, they locked me in the girl’s bathroom. I crawled out the window, which wasn’t easy, and that was why I was late today.
Still, I tried to ignore it, even though it came from my best friend. Standing up to them would only cause more shit.
As I kept walking the fork in the road came nearer. One path led through the city. Five traffic lights with many twist and turns flashed though my head. The other road led past the lake. No traffic lights and it was a shorter route, but my mother disliked me taking those. Still today was the perfect day to make an exception.
I chose the lake and started to think about my crappy situation again and the regret of telling Mom not to pick me up from ballet had really started to bite me in the ass. Literally, it was like a tiny stabbing jolts of pain on my bum that ached with every step I took.
The next couple of years of school would probably suck if there wasn’t an end to Clare’s pranks soon and my father, sorry, step-father, Tim “the military man” Swanson, wasn’t going to move just because of the social life epidemic I was experiencing.
I never understood why Mom had married him. There wasn’t a time that I couldn’t remember Tim not being in our lives, but she was so different from him. She was a free spirit, loved to paint and for some reason she had a thing about dreams. She’s always asked me, since I was little, what I dreamt about the night before. It was creepy to people that didn’t know my mom but it didn’t bother me much.
Tim was easy to sum up. It was always YES SIR! and NO SIR! although he didn’t like the NO very much, and loved the HOW HIGH DO YOU WANT ME TO FREAK’N JUMP type of thing. Our relationship never used to be like that, but the older I got, the harder he became on me. Mom stood up for me a lot though, but I hated that they ended up fighting over stupid things I didn’t really want to do.
So lately my relationship with the only dad I knew was everything except the relationship a father and daughter should have.
Other family, I don’t have them. It was always just Tim and her.
As I was pondering my lack of family, something to the left caught my eye. It was parked right in front of the lake and my entire body felt as if someone had pulled a plug and let all the air out. It was Ty’s pick up, and I knew who else would be with him inside it.
When noises from Derek Benson came, I knew it wasn’t just the two of them, but the entire freak’n football team. They sometimes came here after practice and right now, I wished that I’d taken the other stupid road.
I watched as Clare’s figure jumped off his truck. She wasn’t as tall or as lean as me, thanks to the Asian blood that flowed through me, but she was not chubby either. She was medium built, not that there was anything wrong with it.
Here we go!
“Oh look, if it isn’t the baseball team’s slut,” Clare shouted loudly and everyone turned and laughed. If these were strangers that did this, it would’ve been different, but they weren’t; they used to be my friends. We used to laugh together, made jokes at the table and even pass notes around in class, even Nichole, she used to make up the rest of our little trio, had her nose in a teen magazine and pretended that nothing was about to happen.
I knew I should’ve just walked away, but today was different. I was tired, I ached from head to toe, I was in my freak’n tutu still, I’d just pulled my pants over my leotard and exchanged my ballet shoes for sneakers. I really didn’t have the time for her little charades of insecurity.
 “The baseball team! Really? Now we know who has all the intellectual stem cells between the two of us,” I said and carried on walking.
“And who has all the grace and beauty,” Clare chirped.
“And also a shallow mind.” I couldn’t help myself. This is what happened when I started. It was like my mouth had its own passageway straight to my brain and I couldn’t do anything to switched it off.
“Oh, yeah, shallow minded. At least I know what loyalty means, bitch.”
I laughed again. “Loyalty. Can you even spell it, Clare?” Instant regret jumped through my core. Hurt rose briefly in Clare’s eyes but vanished just as fast. She was Dyslexic and I had been helping her with words ever since we were just tiny little things running around.
“I know how to spell slut, bitch, and skank.”
“Well, sorry to burst your bubble, sweetheart. I never did anything with Taylor, but wait, I tried to tell you that, and you still believed the son of a bitch.”

Friday, August 7, 2015

Evanescent by:Carlyle Labuschange w/ Interview

Title: Evanescent
Author: Carlyle Labuschagne
Series: The Broken Series (#2)
Genre: SciFi/YA/Dystopian
Publisher: Fire Quill Publishing
Release Date: May 19 2015 (Second Edition)
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Her fall has just begun. Only his touch can save her from the shift that could destroy it all. Within my blood runs a thing our kind calls the Shadowing Disease. It shadows over, and bends everything to its will. When the first blood-shift came, it tore through flesh and blood, threatening to bend me, break bone, shatter my mind and entrap my heart with its honeyed, seductive poison. It came with vicious intent, moving my thoughts and altering me forever. The shift has caused a rift within me. No one was safe when it entrapped me in its claws of foul lust. But I have the only antidote against the evil that becomes me- his touch alone has the power to release the spurs of sweet darkness that clung on for dear life.
I knew what I had to do; the desperation pulled my mind with the deep determination of a hungry predator. By the time the revelation raised me from the dark dungeon of my bounds - it might have been too late.

But, he smiled. “I don’t need your thoughts, Ava, I can feel your intentions, I can feel… you. We are the same now.”
I narrowed my eyes, my flames slowly subsiding once again, heavy emotion crippling my powers, fear, doubt. Get a grip, Ava, I willed myself. He is manipulating you, testing your boundaries, learning how to work you.
“Perhaps I should thank you for killing me,” he said with tangible cruelty.
I dangled from his grip as it tightened around my throat, feeling him holding on to my life. I tried to numb myself against him, his touch, because him being near me would always affect me in some way. He would always represent my fall. He pulled my face to his, our lips almost touching. I drew him in with my stare. I waited until his lips were so close, his smell repulsing me, our breaths melting into one. I went in for the kill. Thankful for my petite body and gymnastic abilities, I was able to raise my legs between the tiny gap of his chest and mine, and kicked into his metal plate as hard as I ever imagined I could, using all the confusion and anger he was inflicting upon me to propel myself the other way.
I screamed as his grip around my throat almost ripped it right out. But my instinct was quick, and a shockwave exploded throughout my entire body, temporarily stunning both him and me. A low buzz, and then he was at me again. His golden chest plate crushed me into the wall, and for a moment I lost all strength. I regained myself, stuck between the cold stone and Enoch’s unrecognizable face. His body threatened to drive me right through the wall. Once again, instinct was quick. My flame raged out alongside a huge, electrical, shockwave – bigger, brighter and with more wrath than before. I had to get away from him. He couldn’t know that he still had an effect on me, and I couldn’t allow it; he was a threat to my entire being.