Monthly Archives: July 2017

Guest Post: Natalie Damschroder

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Perfect Vision FinalThank you so much for letting me guest here at The Whole Shebang!

I am really excited to celebrate the release of the third book in The Fusion Series, which closes out the trilogy. (So those of you who like to wait until a series is done before reading it…it’s done! LOL)

 

This all began with a germ of an idea a few years ago. I looooved YA romance and other YA fiction when I was growing up, and early in my writing career, it didn’t really seem to exist. Thankfully, that’s changed, bigtime. I’m loving reading it even more now than I did then. But I didn’t think I could write it. I didn’t feel like a normal teenager when I was one! But my writer brain started playing with “what if” scenarios when Supernatural was doing the whole “lost my grace” thing with Anna the angel a great many seasons ago.

 

What if a teenager found out she was half angel?

What if her angel soul had been lost at her birth?

What if that missing soul made her feel disconnected from the world?

Well, that hit me hard. For a long time in my adolescence, I’d get this strange sensation I could never adequately describe. It was a hyperawareness of being inside myself looking out, as if my consciousness didn’t belong there or something. And I also felt out of touch emotionally. Disconnected. And I remember thinking that it would be cool to have a reason for that, beyond the boring explanation that all teenagers have to figure out who  they are.

So that’s what started everything off. It ended up putting Roxie at the center of a vast set of worlds she never knew existed. Through the trilogy, she and her friends have to save those worlds (and each other) several times. And each time, the obstacles get tougher, the enemies get scarier, and the people she loves fall further and further into danger.

I hope you’ll give the series a try! Visit my website to read the blurbs and excerpts and access the buy links. Thanks!

Guest Post: Victoria Smith

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Today, I’m welcoming my friend, chapter mate, and crit partner, Victoria Smith, to talk about her new book.

intothefireIn Olivia Sanders’ world, people like her don’t survive very long. Special
abilities are a threat to the corrupt government and those loyal. Olivia and those with similar abilities struggle to keep their secrets as new laws threaten them daily. Though hiding isn’t enough for Olivia. A healer and firestarter, she works with the resistance to ensure the safety of the people of her sector, toiling in an unforgiving world without freedom or hope with the goal that someday they will find both.

Poisoned by someone she should never have trusted, betrayed by her
godfather, the former governor, who is using disturbing methods to control
the population and grow his army, Olivia is forced to seek help from Luke Jamison, the leader of the resistance. They join forces with his brother, Matt, and Jillian Derrick, a hard-as-nails woman leading a band of “undesirables” to safety.
As conditions in the sector deteriorate and the death toll climbs ever
higher, Olivia and Luke, Jillian and Matt, cling to the miracle of found
love while facing the horror of a future without each other.

 

Victoria Smith lives in Central PA with her high school sweetheart and way too many animals. She writes paranormal, urban fantasy, and dystopian—all with romance, because who doesn’t love a happy ending? She publishes with Liquid Silver Books and Soul Mate Publishing. Visit her at http://vickismith.blogspot.com.

Books:

https://www.amazon.com/Victoria-Smith/e/B00QCI2VZG/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1490140200&sr=8-1

Blog – http://vickismith.blogspot.com/

Twitter – @smith_victoria

 

Every Death You Take/Adventures Vol 1!

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adventures-in-ghostsitting-paperbackHi there! Super excited to bring you two things today 🙂 Every Death You Take – the third novella in my Adventures in Ghostsitting series is here in ebook format! And at the same time, the lovely Wild Rose Press has also made available a paperback that complies the first three of the novellas – Desperately Seeking Salvage, Don’t Dream It’s Rover and Every Death You Take. I hope you’ll check them all out. I love these stories 🙂 Have a great day!

Here are the links:

Adventures in Ghostsitting Paperback! Buy it now

 

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Adventures in Ghostsitting Book 3

They’ve faced a crazy ghost and a madwoman, gained new friends, and sent foes to their final resting place, but Mel Hargrove and her boyfriend Becker are not sure what to do with this new situation.

Every year Mel takes a reliable (and portable) ghost to do a routine bad-mojo cleaning for a lovely woman who lives in town, and all goes well until she comes out to the car and finds a new, unknown ghost sitting in her back seat. How can she be just roaming around unattached to any object, unlike any ghosts Mel knows? Is she a brand-new ghost? Where did she come from? And why is she singing a theme song from an ’80s television show? Mel and Becker will have to find the answers — and the dead girl’s body — before it’s too late to help this lost maiden-ghost in distress.

Rating: non-romance
Page Count: 75
Word Count: 18695
978-1-5092-1518-8 Digital

Excerpt

Dougal shot through and held up six fingers.

He was fast, he was awesome, and if they could get out of there soon, before Mrs. F tried to dig into any other pockets that Mel wasn’t ready to examine, she might just survive the afternoon.

“But silly me,” Mrs. F went on. “You asked about the family.” She placed a finger sandwich on her own plate, then poured herself a cup of tea from the silver tea service. “It was fine. I don’t think they want to come around anymore, since I seem to be taking too long to die.”

“Oh, Mrs. F, don’t say that.”

“No, dear, don’t worry about it. I’ve known it for years, but I kept hoping I might be wrong. However, some things were said this time that I just can’t ignore. I don’t believe I’ll be inviting them back. I do hope you’ll still come to visit me, though. The only time I see you in my house is right after they leave. Your attempt to make me feel better after they go is much appreciated, but I hope your visits won’t stop just because the relatives don’t come around anymore.”

“No, of course not. I love to spend time with you.” And surprisingly enough, that was true. Plus, Mel might ask her some questions about this whole thing with Becker. Not today, of course, because she wasn’t ready. Another time, though, and at least she knew she had someone alive in town who cared.

Dougal swooped through and flashed a thirteen at her—ten, then three. That was more than normal. And he was moving fast. Soon she’d be leaving. No matter how she’d felt earlier, now she wasn’t sure she wanted to.

“Your dog is handsome,” Mrs. F said between bites. “I heard he came to you through that lovely Becker.”

Mel launched into the revised version of the story, since she couldn’t tell her about the evil woman turning to dust and the crossing that they’d had to do once she was dead. But she’d become adept at telling only the fringes of stories, and that was just fine with her.

Dougal flashed through again and made a zero with his hands. So they were done, quicker than they ever had been before. He was good, really good. So good that she didn’t feel any negative energy left in the place at all. Nice. She’d known bringing him was the right thing. Originally, it had been just to see how he would do on his own on a relatively easy cleaning. Now, she was extremely pleased that he’d passed with flying colors.

Time to make her excuses and her exit.

“Mrs. F, I’d better get back. It’s time for doggie treats for Mumford, and he usually takes a nap in the afternoon.”

Mrs. F smiled, and it crinkled her blue eyes. “What a cutie he is and, really, so well-behaved. Aren’t you, sweetie?” She bent over to give him a scratch behind his ears. “I admit I was nervous when you first arrived, but now, I must say, I feel so much better. Perhaps I should think about getting myself a dog. They certainly do brighten a place up.”

Or destroy a home, if she didn’t get a good one. Mel couldn’t imagine all this refinished furniture surviving a brute of a dog, but she’d leave that to Mrs. F. And maybe the local vet, who had a heart of gold. “Let Becker know if you’re looking. He could help you out.”

“I’ll certainly keep that in mind. And you remember that if you need anything, I’m right here. I won’t have many people coming around anymore, so I’d welcome the company.”

Mel waved on her way out, then was pleased to see Dougal already in the car. What she wasn’t pleased about was seeing someone—or something—in the back seat with him.