Sunday, March 29, 2020

WeWriWa: The Life You Save Could be Your Own . . . Hunter of Shadows


After another week of hunkering down in the homestead, I’m eager to escape into flights of fiction with my Weekend Writing Warrior pals by revisiting another favorite couple from my “By Moonlight” series. Shapeshifter Detective Silas MacCreedy is the first new hero to step out with a book of his own in HUNTER OF SHADOWS and he quickly became one of my favorites. HoS is full of hidden agendas and unexpected twists, the first of which begins in the prologue when our hero interrupts what he believes is an attack upon a defenseless female who turns out to be anything but helpless! 


She was quick and impossibly strong. As they grappled, he realized to his amazement that even though he could have taken down the four males, despite all his training, he couldn’t seem to get the best of her - a skinny girl! - who was nobody’s victim despite what his first glance told him. 

The metallic flash of the badge at MacCreedy’s waist didn’t cause her to hesitate; it was the sight of the brand burned into his bared inner wrist as she wrenched his hand away from his gun that made her pause. 

She eased back with a small laugh, advising, “This is your lucky night cuz you get to live through it.” 

Who was this fierce, deadly female who killed with such deliberation then dispatched an unwarranted mercy? 

When she started to lift off him, MacCreedy gripped her arm in a staying gesture to demand, “Wait.” 

Surprised that he’d risk a return of that death sentence, she cocked her head as she studied his face, a slight, amused smile curving as she said, “As much as I’ve enjoyed the tussle, I’m in a hurry, hero, so the chitchat will have to wait,but I guess there’s enough time for a quick thank you, just to be polite.” 

She closed on him quickly. 

Braced for another attack, Silas was momentarily stunned by the sweetness of her assault as she took his mouth with hers, that unexpected deep-throated invasion engaging their tongues in a tangling flash of desire and cool mint before she pushed back to whisper, “Thanks for the rescue, even though it was bad timing.” 

And she was gone, leaving MacCreedy laid out on a slab of dirty stones between two bodies, with the taste of her on his breath and her heat burning in his blood.

Two outsiders on their own dangerous crusades unable to resist their attraction to one another. What could possibly go wrong? More on that next week . . . 


   
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NANCY GIDEON RETURNS TO HER STEAMY NEW ORLEANS PRETERNATURAL WORLD WITH AN IRRESISTIBLE NEW SHAPE-SHIFTER ROMANCE.

The secrets he knows about her could get him killed.

Transferring to the New Orleans Police Department, Detective Silas MacCreedy has a hidden agenda: to secure his clan’s place once again in the Shifter hierarchy. What he didn’t count on was stumbling upon a sexy assassin who could shred his best intentions and lead him into a dangerous dance that threatens to engage his heart.

But the ones he doesn’t know . . .

Monica Fraser knows just how to make a man beg—for his life. But she has no clue how to fight her attraction to the fiercely intense detective who seems determined to get in her way, both professionally and intimately.

. . . could kill them both.

When emotional attachments to the past and an unexpected glimpse of a different future have her questioning her deadly purpose, Nica must discover the truth about her secret abilities in order to free herself from the forces that control her. But that freedom comes with a price—trusting those she’s been ordered to eliminate.


Still paging through edits of RISE BY MOONLIGHT in my office when not running a 7th grade classroom downstairs. Grandguy returned for another two weeks, which is hard on the icebox and brainpan but a total joy otherwise while Sheltering in Place. Scary stuff outside, so hope all of you are taking extra precautions!!

Happy Reading and Happy Spring (through the window), Fellow Warriors!



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Sunday, March 22, 2020

WeWriWa: Worlds Apart . . . Seeker of Shadows


Nothing could be farther apart in my “By Moonlight” series than two pieces of a species whole – one controlling the icy, intellectual realm of the North and the other, beasts of labor huddled along the docks of Gulf. For a brief forbidden moment, those lines were crossed by a young scientist and her hulking bodyguard until their tryst was discovered and he was ripped from his love’s arm and left for dead in New Orleans without a memory. When Susanna Duchamp has the chance to reunite with her mate, their reunion is more agony than the ecstasy she’d imagined.


Susanna gave up on trying to work, her thoughts fragmented, emotions that were rarely tested were tied in a knot. 

Seven years ago, she’d done the right thing, the only thing she could to save them all. There’d been no other choice, no options, and if she hadn’t let him go, instead of pacing the floor in an agony of frustration, he’d be dead . . . but knowing that truth didn’t lessen her pain.

Tears burned in her eyes as she watched his restless movements, knowing he struggled against feelings he couldn’t understand. His desire for her wasn’t natural, not like the earthy affection he had for his female staff, yet it couldn’t be broken by distance or anger or the drink he finally reached for. Its power couldn’t be rejected or denied.

She had a family in the North, he had a life here. Their politics, their pursuits, their physiology, none were compatible. There was no hope for a future, no solution now, any more than there had been then. She’d been wrong to think so when she’d been young and giddy with passion, but now she had no excuse.

Can love conquer all, even when one side can’t remember the other and has no reason to trust her? SEEKER OF SHADOWS is all about finding a way back together from impossibly different sides – especially when there’s an indisputable middle ground binding them together.


NANCY GIDEON CONTINUES HER COMPELLING, SENSUAL NEW SERIES WITH A SEDUCTIVE TALE OF FORBIDDEN ALLEGIANCE AND REDISCOVERED LOVE.

His town.

Susanna Duchamps came to New Orleans to settle a debt and to temporarily escape the controlled constraints of her life among the Chosen. What she finds is an opportunity to make miraculous strides with her research into Shifter genetics . . . and an unexpected, but never forgotten, man from her complicated past.

Her rules.

Shifter club owner Jacques LaRoche is fiercely protective of his freedom. Stripped of his memories of a former life, he longs for the mate he lost . . . until the enticingly familiar presence of a mysterious stranger from the north ignites a primal, nearly uncontrollable need to release the untamed beast inside him.

Their last chance.

Susanna dares not tell Jacques it was she who sacrificed his past and her future years ago, to protect him and the secret she carried. But her arrival in New Orleans comes with consequences. When a bloody confrontation erupts between their enemy clans, will she betray her lover once again—or throw her own life on the line so they can finish what they started?


As central secondary characters in my “By Moonlight” series, Jacques and Susanna both play vital roles in the survival of their clans and their species and I’ve had great fun bringing them back for one last stand in RISE BY MOONLIGHT (Just completing the second edit!).

Right now, the world needs more heroes, and everyone has a chance to become one in conquering this latest villain, COVID-19. My household has been battened down this past week with the welcome addition of my grandguy, whose been testing my ancient knowledge as I supervise his remote 7th grade classroom assignments while son and D-i-L are working in a different city. This English Major finally discovered what a predicate is! 


I’ll be on the road taking him back home this weekend but hope to check in to see how everyone is holding down their personal forts. I have no skin on my knuckles from all that hand washing!

Stay safe out there and stay home with your antiseptic keyboards!

Happy Writing and Happy SPRING!!



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Sunday, March 8, 2020

WeWriWa: I Second that Emotion . . . RISE BY MOONLIGHT


One of the best things about the tedious task of editing (aside from seeking and destroying errors!) is revisiting your characters and the build up of emotions. The overwhelming thing about doing it in Book 15, is having a cast of thousands (okay, hundreds!). But those secondary folk are far from secondary citizens as many have gone on to anchor their own stories. So, while I’m inching closer to a finished project, I’m going to showcase those best bros and gal pals as they first appear and their final evolution in RISE BY MOONLIGHT.

Jacques LaRoche, owner of the Shifter bar, Cheveux du Chien (Hair of the Dog!) and leader of New Orleans dockside clan, is the first of his kind Max meets in the anchor book of the series, MASKED BY MOONLIGHT.


“So,” LaRoche began conversationally, “Legere passed his business to you. Vantour wanted us at his back, but he would never allow us any power, his only interest in our kind is what we could do for him. What about you, what would you do for your kind Savoie?”

“Tell me why I should care about people I don’t know, who never reached out to me until I held something they wanted.”

“We were afraid of you, walking on the outside of us, standing in the shadows of those who would use us and hurt us. Why would we trust you?”

“Because I can protect you if you work with me.”

LaRoche’s eyes narrowed, watching Savoie’s attention drift to the human women he’d brought in with him, before he challenged, “You don’t have that kind of power.”

“But I could, if I can control the docks.”

“We would follow someone who would set us free to walk as men do, and though you say that be you, I’m not so sure.”


Though their first conversation isn’t exactly cordial, the strength of their growing friendship helps establish Max as the pure blood “Promised One” who is believed to be the savior of their people. That bond continues to grow throughout the series, but is challenged when Jacques, who was dumped in New Orleans without a past, is confronted with it in SEEKER OF SHADOWS. More on that next week!


So, it’s back to the scene-by-scene word battle! Hope all y’all who are affected by it remembered to turn ahead those time pieces as Daylight Saving Time rears its ugly head.



Before I start napping to make up for that lost time, I’ll be by to see what you’ve been up to.

Happy Weekend, fellow Warriors and Happy Writing!



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Wednesday, March 4, 2020

IWSG: Tradition!

The March topic for our Insecure Writers Support Group is: Other than the obvious holiday traditions, have you ever included any personal or family traditions/customs in your stories?

I’ve been writing a paranormal shapeshifter series for over a decade (currently finishing up the last, #15, of my “By Moonlight” books!). Its populace and the setting of New Orleans are a world away from mine here in Michigan, so I’ve been going out of my way to establish traditions/customs that are polar opposites of my own. Other than the very human partner of my heroine having a backyard BBQ, there haven’t been many chances for our worlds to connect. Half the fun of writing is living outside the safe and predicable boundaries of your own yard in ways that are new and exciting . . . and sometimes, dangerous! 


One annoying custom that I do suffer from is Daylight Saving Time, which steals an hour of sleep and/or writing from me this Sunday. The only ones who benefit from this unnatural change are my cats, who get fed an hour earlier.

A tradition I AM going to investigate is St. Patrick’s Day. Time to immerse myself in all things Shamrocky before a three-week writing trek to Ireland later this spring with two of my critique partners. I think I’m already fairly fluent in Guinness.

Looking forward to visiting your posts this month.


Happy Writing and Happy Spring (my favorite season!)!!


Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.The awesome co-hosts for the March 4th posting of the IWSG will be Jacqui Murray, Lisa Buie-Collard, Sarah Foster, Natalie Aguirre, and Shannon Lawrence!

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Twitter hashtag is #IWSG