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Sunday, May 24, 2015

Please Welcome Paulina Woods & New Release!

Please welcome author Paulina Woods!

Element – Fire (Primal)
Royal House – Purple

High above New York, in a gilded cage, Marcus lives out his lonely life. Born in captivity, he has been told he has one purpose in life, to produce powerful female witch offspring.

Michael is second in command to the general of the gargoyles army. He lives a fast and dangerous life, always looking for the next adventure. When he is captured, bound and tossed into a cage all thoughts of revenge go out the window when he is faced with his mate.

Can Michael convince Marcus that they are meant to be together or will he lose his mate before he a chance to know him?

This is book 2 in The Witches Amulet series.

Paulina is a small town girl with big dreams. She is the second oldest of three talented siblings.

As early as three she was directing her family around acting out whatever current story was in her head. At four between her older brother and her a whole universe was created which the younger siblings were introduced into as they were born.

Her natural ability to tell a story took her down many paths. She wrote plays, poems, small children books and short stories all before she went to high school.

When picking a career her councilor told her writing was a dying art and so she went to school for veterinarian science. Three years later she dropped out of university and went to a community college and took a journalism class, the rest is history.

In 2008 she graduated with her BA in Communication/Journalism from Cal State Fullerton.

Life got in the way but in 2013 she started a review blog and November 2014 her first book was published.







Reaching across the table, Michael lifts Marcus head until he is looking in his eyes. "I will not leave you when it’s time for me to go. We go together and I will take you back to my realm."
Hope lights up Marcus’ eyes for a second before dying. "There is no way out. I have watched so many males hope for a way back home only to have their wills crushed."
"Well none of those men were me." Taking a closer look at Marcus, Michael suddenly has a bad feeling. "Who is your mother?"
Looking back down Marcus starts pushing the remains his food around his plate.
"Marcus, look at me." The command has Marcus looking up.
"My mother is Queen Lilith," Marcus whispers.
Michael slumps back in his chair, he had expected it but hearing it is a different matter. He is undeniably attracted to the son of the bitch everyone wants to kill.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015


A snippet from Debbie Sue and the Alien, Coming June 1st! I had to push the date back because I hurt my hand but it is better now.

JUNE 1st!

Akarak flew her to town three days later. No movement in the city that Debbie Sue could see, it was so quiet. Dead. “Where did all the bodies go?”
Akarak didn't look at her as he landed his chariot in the parking lot of the hardware store. “People here and south on slave ships. Vinshal now control Poshut ships. Bring people back.”
Bring them back? How many?”
Twelve million humans. Six ships.”
Twelve million!
Hard time waking, few Vinshal. Need help first days. Not sure how many Vinshal awake at first.”
They walked into the store, Bobby on her hip. She was in shock. Could Laurie be on the slave ship?
She found seeds and other gardening supplies, a few cleaning items. There was a selection of outdoor toys, she got Bobby buckets, shovels and a metal truck big enough for him to sit on. But her thoughts were all with Laurie.
Akarak, can we stop at my house?” She needed to leave a message, just in case her sister made it home.
Akarak flew her to her house and she couldn't help the crushing disappointment when Laurie wasn't there and there were no messages. She wrote a large note and taped it to her sofa so it would be noticed right way.
'I am living with Bobby out on county road 34, on the Palmer ranch. First house from highway, turn off south on Palmer Road, large white house. 60 miles from Casper, take the road to Alcova. We are safe.'
Not that Laurie would have a car. If she was alive she was still in Denver in hiding. Or on a slave ship in space. But just in case, Debbie Sue left the note.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Scifi Romance with Mom

Most SFR contains adventurous and dangerous elements--wars, rebellions, enemies, space pirates. Laser guns blast, ships escape into worm holes, or crash on barely hospitable planets. Those are all exciting elements I love. Larger that life!

But I also love just, well, ordinary life. Somewhere in those vast future worlds are families raising children, women experiencing pregnancy and childbirth and the joy and aggravation of small children, the hectic years of school, launching their young adults out into the world.

Humans grow so slowly, they are dependent for so many years on their parents. I don't see that changing. Having a child is a commitment of two decades of time, and someone has to be there to guide them into adulthood. A two year old will still need supervision-- Imagine a two year old with the remote to the family robot!

My own kids are grown now, college, jobs, cars...happy to say they are all delightful humans! My time is no longer consumed with masses of laundry, bedtime stories, school details(the details!). I can't imagine having a two year old now. So cute, so fun, so exhausting! But I do remember those times. Most of my favorite memories are of my children, which I think is pretty common.
Melisse and daughters.

Some of my books have mother heroines, and it is a subject I plan to return to!

Refugees on Urloon: Svanna, a ship supply clerk on a student observation and communication ship that gets in the way of an anomaly caused by a new weapon, ends up on Urloon, where human settlers have adapted to the sea. Even more complicated, she finds herself expecting a baby in middle age after a sexy festival, and will have to raise her child in a place that is alien to her.

Starlander's Myth: Sophie and her daughter are rescued from a life of slavery by an asteroid miner, Jack. It looks like there may be a safe harbor in her future, until their ship runs into trouble near a gas cloud.

Starwoman's Sanctuary: Skyleen has no children born to her, but she has run an orphanage, charity school and old age home for years on a busy space hub. When an invasion approaches, she must trust the stranger Kyler--a royal heir from a planet-- to help her evacuate her Sanctuary.  The young teens in Starwoman's Sanctuary reappear as young adult in Escaping Poison, which was fun for me. I can see a gen2 group of stories!

I plan to write more stories with pregnancies  and children, because it is such a life chaning time in life,

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Cover Change

I've been thinking all week about the characters in my still-not-finished fantasy romance and have played with different ideas for the cover, series title and book title, Here's the latest--This was the Fairy Bride, new name new cover. Am not done with the cover yet, but had a lot of fun with the wings. Lol.

Anyway, this is Adler, my gryphontaur wizard apprentice, forced to find a bride at a big city bridal faire,

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Teaser Tuesday #sfrgtt The alien pool.

The ship was not as she imagined, a place of gleaming metal. All the walls were covered with green plants and the interior was not metal but a dark spongy material, like soft cork. “Are all the plants for food?”
“Yes, are part of the air.”
He led her to an large panel that stood about chest high on her—waist high on Akarak. It had a glass surface. Akarak touched it and it lit up with colors and scripts.
“I must cut finger. Tiny tiny.”
She held up her hand and Akarak used a sharp tool for a tiny cut. Then he plunged the tool into a spongy circle on the edge of the panel. The board lit up with flashing colored lights. Eventually the lights formed into the shape of an oval ship. Then she could see the interior design, floors and floors of tiny rectangles. One rectangle turned orange and flashed.
“That sleeper, blood of Debbie Sue.” Akarak slid his fingers over the panel. “That ship will land here.”
Her sister would be here soon! Joy flooded her and she jumped and hugged Akarak.
“Akarak have warm pool. Debbie SSue come, share?”
He meant sex. She thought briefly of Bobby, but he would sleep a while longer, and Gara was there. “Yes.”
Akarak sleep room.He took her though rooms filled with all manner of panels and greenery to small room with a pool surrounded by plants. A large pad of the spongy stuff was attached. 
“Debbie Sue come in.” He took off his leather clothing and slid into the pool, which only came waist high on him. She took of her clothes, feeling self conscious even though Akarak was not a human man who would evaluate her figure. She walked to the pools edge and Akarak grasped her around the waist and pulled her into the warm liquid.
“This is not water. It was thick like gelatin that hadn't set yet.
Made from water and plant. Good. It was warm and silky in texture, with a bit of a sheen. 

Coming May 20th!

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Plans: Diaspora Worlds miniseries Cyborgs of the Amity Fire

What I've been up to: 

I am still planning my new Diaspora Worlds miniseries Cyborgs of the Amity Fire.

My cyborgs are working their way across unfriendly space in a small spaceship. The ship is built to carry twenty four people. There is room--not spacious room-- to take passengers aboard, since traveling the distance they need to go is expensive.

The ship will have one medic on board, and since the crew can't pay much, the medic will often work for passage, getting off at the next stop.

 I decided to have a revolving door of medics, one or two per book. One medic is evil, one was trained as a medic but spent her career in a beauty salon, another is quite elderly, one is a single mom with small children, one is a cyborg in hiding accompanied by a Terran woman from not too far in our own future, rescued from a sleep tube. Some will have a romance subplot, others won't. Planning the medics has been really fun.

Kind of a tribute to Star Trek AND the Defense against the Dark Arts Professors!

Debbie Sue and the Alien is almost finished, and my fantasy romance Faire Reckoning, (the extended version of the short Bridal Faire from the Romance Diva Antho, Love Is) is coming along, too. All is slower than I expected, but such is life.

The short story Freedawn Colony suddenly morphed--more colonists arrived and then a dead body in the yard...I need to pull out the planning sheet for it now!

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Teaser Tuesday! #sfrbtt 

This is a snippet from a later book in my upcoming Cyborgs series. A woman from our time wakes in a strange place.

Misty Evans woke to a painfully bright light. She screwed her eyes shut and tried to think of where she was. Nothing came to her. She couldn't really think beyond how cold she was. She opened her eyes again to see she was in metal-walled room with bright over head lights. A hospital?
A white clothed figure moved into view. She tried to scream at its half metal face and blinking yellow eyes. It held a cup over her nose and all went back.
When Misty woke again she was pleasantly warm and the lighting was dim. She was in a narrow bunk built into a wall, a rather cave-like rounded bunk, metal. Her cover was warm but light and shiny in the light that ran in a strip along the wall.
Misty looked around for the metal face, but no one was in the room. It was tiny, hardly a yard of floor space between the bunk and the wall. She sat up.
“Domestic assist 27L11 at your service.” A small oval shaped machine, well lit with white lights around its rim, floated to the center of the room. The lights moved as it spoke. The voice was high pitched and mechanical.
“If you hunger or thirst proceed to the rectangle food storage unit.” The flying oval zipped through the air to a rectangle door on the opposite wall. “If you wish to use hygiene facilities, proceed to the recessed alcove.”
She hesitated. “Can you turn on the lights?”
The lights brightened. She stood up cautiously since she was weak. She must have been ill or in an accident. “Am I in a hospital?”
“No, you are in general living quarters Class D level 27 cube 11.”
“Was I in the hospital?”
“You were in Medlab Critical for one week and Medlab Recovery for two weeks.”
“What was wrong with me?”
“You were removed from an obsolete statis tube and reanimated. Your tube had been damaged and Engineering had to rig a power supply.”
None of this made any sense.“What is a stasis tube?”