Lately I've been privileged to be in the company of some fine quality writers, a few of whom I'll be happy to showcase on weekends. Enjoy.
Blood by Shirley Bourget
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When Tate entered a vision quest hoping to learn something that his Grandfather insists is vitally important, he never expected a nightmare! He had heard about Skin Walkers, but he never believed they were real...
When Morningstar left her village, her dreams were to please her Ancestral God, and return as a potential bride and future mother to her people. However, motherhood always comes with a price...
Three hundred years ago Yellow Bird Mountain didn't exist. Now it marks the location of the Makoce Indian Reservation, containing some of the riches oil deposits in the region. Russell Blanding wants that oil, and will stop at nothing to get it...
Blood is the first volume in the Ancestral Skin Saga, and lays the foundational tale of Native American Skin Walkers with mystical creatures, and thrilling suspense. This Paranormal novel is laced with humor, romance, murder, and deceit.
(This book contains material that some may find offensive. It is intended for mature audiences.)
When Morningstar left her village, her dreams were to please her Ancestral God, and return as a potential bride and future mother to her people. However, motherhood always comes with a price...
Three hundred years ago Yellow Bird Mountain didn't exist. Now it marks the location of the Makoce Indian Reservation, containing some of the riches oil deposits in the region. Russell Blanding wants that oil, and will stop at nothing to get it...
Blood is the first volume in the Ancestral Skin Saga, and lays the foundational tale of Native American Skin Walkers with mystical creatures, and thrilling suspense. This Paranormal novel is laced with humor, romance, murder, and deceit.
(This book contains material that some may find offensive. It is intended for mature audiences.)
"Great writing, story and imagery. Enjoyed all the detail and visualization while reading. Loved this book, could not put it down once I started reading it."
"This book has a little something for everyone. I strongly suggest this book to anyone who enjoys a fantastic read that is guaranteed to keep your attention until the very last word."
Excerpt
She was running, racing through the trees with a speed unimaginable, and her feet barely seemed to touch the soft ground beneath her as she sprang over the forest floor.
She smelled the deer although she couldn't see it. Her feet carried her to it without thought, turning her body in the direction she needed to go in order to follow its scent.
Her surroundings were alive. She felt, heard, and tasted every blade of grass, every pine tree, and every stone. It was as though she had become one with the earth, and as she felt its energy flowing through her veins, she slowed her movements and lowered her head expectantly.
She smelled the deer although she couldn't see it. Her feet carried her to it without thought, turning her body in the direction she needed to go in order to follow its scent.
Her surroundings were alive. She felt, heard, and tasted every blade of grass, every pine tree, and every stone. It was as though she had become one with the earth, and as she felt its energy flowing through her veins, she slowed her movements and lowered her head expectantly.
The deer was munching on the tender shoots of new forest grass just to the right of her, and she hunched her back, pulling her head lower towards the ground as she approached. The startled animal raised its head and perked its ears, listening to the soft sound of her footfall, but it was too late. She sprang with lightning speed and had the deer by the neck before it could position its feet under its body to run away.
Her teeth sank beneath its skin and the rush of blood drove her wild. She bit harder, shaking her powerful jaw to fasten her hold as she tore into the animal's neck. It wiggled beneath her but she covered it with her commanding body and forcefully pushed it to the ground. She held fast as it continued to struggle and as the life of the deer left its flesh, an electrical type current ran through her and she felt its essence return to the earth.
All was quiet except for the sound of her own breathing as she stood motionless for a few moments over her kill. There was a fleeting moment of reverence as her mind understood the value of the gift she had just received, and she respected the offering with thankfulness. She tore at the flesh, devouring the soft meat at the deer's neck and chest in gusty mouthfuls. It was a savage experience that made her want to bath in the blood and absorb it into her being so that it mingled with her own...
Her teeth sank beneath its skin and the rush of blood drove her wild. She bit harder, shaking her powerful jaw to fasten her hold as she tore into the animal's neck. It wiggled beneath her but she covered it with her commanding body and forcefully pushed it to the ground. She held fast as it continued to struggle and as the life of the deer left its flesh, an electrical type current ran through her and she felt its essence return to the earth.
All was quiet except for the sound of her own breathing as she stood motionless for a few moments over her kill. There was a fleeting moment of reverence as her mind understood the value of the gift she had just received, and she respected the offering with thankfulness. She tore at the flesh, devouring the soft meat at the deer's neck and chest in gusty mouthfuls. It was a savage experience that made her want to bath in the blood and absorb it into her being so that it mingled with her own...
| Shirley Bourget is a Marketplace Premiere writer for an online content source and has earned the Silver Star rating for her creative writing. She writes Freelance Articles as well as Paranormal Suspense and Romance. She lives in South Carolin with her husband and has two grown children and one beautiful grandchild. When Shirley isn't writing, she enjoys painting, photography, and hiking. To learn more, you can follow her on Twitter - http://twitter.com/ShirleyBourget or visit her website http://www.ShirleyBourgetFreelanceWriter.com or visit her Author page http://www.facebook.com/pages/Shirley-Bourget/153900874721684 |
Gone by Traci Tyne Hilton
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From best selling mystery author Traci Tyne Hilton comes Gone, the first novel in The Tangle Saga series.
One woman, heir to a throne back on Earth, found life on a remote space station a comfortable way to avoid responsibilities waiting back on her home planet.
But when her rebellious teenaged brother and sister disappear her responsibilities catch up with her.
Thousands of lives hang in the balance--including her own -- as she digs into the darkest corners in space. Can she find the missing kids before their rebellion sets off a chain of violence no one can stop?
One woman, heir to a throne back on Earth, found life on a remote space station a comfortable way to avoid responsibilities waiting back on her home planet.
But when her rebellious teenaged brother and sister disappear her responsibilities catch up with her.
Thousands of lives hang in the balance--including her own -- as she digs into the darkest corners in space. Can she find the missing kids before their rebellion sets off a chain of violence no one can stop?
"I have to say, this is a keeper. I liked Verity. She was tough without having that over-the-top persona that some heroines have and fun to read."
"As fun as the plot and descriptions of the space station are, the characters are the best part of this book."
Excerpt
"Thomas?" Verity knocked on the screen of his sleeping compartment. Her efforts were rewarded with a groan. She popped the steel blade of her defender and jimmied the door to the compartment open. Thomas lay on his side, moaning, his sandy hair hanging over his ashen face. His hands were bound together with shoelaces.
Verity reached in and shook his shoulder, "Thomas? What happened?"
The tutor's eyelids flickered. His mouth was slack but he groaned something that sounded like Tamsin.
Had Tamsin slipped Thomas a mickey and then tied him up in his sleeping compartment? The idea beggared belief. "Where did they go, Thomas?" Verity stood on her toes and reached inside to untie the laces.
He groaned again then said, "coffee" or something similar.
"They went to the coffee shop?" Verity gave Thomas another shake. His eyes fluttered shut again.
Verity reached in and shook his shoulder, "Thomas? What happened?"
The tutor's eyelids flickered. His mouth was slack but he groaned something that sounded like Tamsin.
Had Tamsin slipped Thomas a mickey and then tied him up in his sleeping compartment? The idea beggared belief. "Where did they go, Thomas?" Verity stood on her toes and reached inside to untie the laces.
He groaned again then said, "coffee" or something similar.
"They went to the coffee shop?" Verity gave Thomas another shake. His eyes fluttered shut again.
Verity pressed the palm of her hand to Thomas' forehead. He was clammy and cold. " Oh,Thomas, what happened?" She let her hand rest on his forehead for a moment. Could she really find them without Thomas? Her heart fluttered in her chest. She wouldn't think about without Thomas right now. She'd check the coffee instead.
There was a coffee cup in the drinks holder of his sleeping compartment. Verity dipped her pointer finger in it, letting her embed-comm soak in a sample. She tapped the wall of the compartment and said, "Send sample data to chem-lab 52."
Her comm crackled a little. The voice of the lab tech came through, "Is this Verity?"
"It is. Could you run a scan on the data I just sent?"
"Absolutely. Does this have something to do with your brother and sister?" The tech had a high-pitched note of panic in her voice.
"Yes, probably. And they are going to be in serious trouble when I lay my hands on them."
"Got it. Where do you want the results sent?"
"To my data center and the nurse. Tell her to come to the tutors' lodging, district 9, Thomas Montcrief's pod if it looks like she'll be needed. Tell her I'm administering some charcoal, just in case."
"Will do." The comm crackled again and the call ended.
Verity stored the steel blade and dispensed a charcoal tablet from her all-in-one defense unit. Almost the last one. She'd have to remember to refill when she made it back home. Thomas didn't look like he'd be able to swallow the pill so she popped the capsule into the ejector, stuck the barrel in his slack mouth and sent the charcoal on its way to absorb whatever poison was still lurking in his stomach.
| Traci Tyne Hilton is an award winning author and playwright from Portland, Oregon. She is madly working on her next mystery series which has finaled in the Books of Hope Contest at Write Integrity Press and has an impending deadline. The same book just won the Mystery/Suspense category in the Christian Writers of the West Phoenix Rattler Contest, see all the winners here: http://christianwritersofthewest.weebly.com/phoenix-rattler-contest-winners.html/ Traci has a BA in History from Portland State University and lives in the rainiest part of the Pacific Northwest with her husband the mandolin playing funeral director from Kansas, their two daughters, and their dog, Dr. Watson. More of Traci's work can be found at tracihilton.com |
