Where the Light May Lead



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Six authors, six genres, six bite-sized stories of women living out their faith in ordinary and extraordinary circumstances. When the heart is willing to follow, where does the light lead?

Sample Old West justice. Watch a romance unfold over light years. Laugh as an introvert finagles her way out of a bridal shower. Agonize with an FBI agent as she negotiates for a child’s life. Imagine a shape-shifting cat who tracks down a kidnapper. And peek behind the scenes as a guardian angel argues with a double-talking auto mechanic. Learn again that the light of faith can lead you anywhere.

That’s How She Rolls by C.L. Wells
Tessa, a self-conscious introvert, attempts to avoid a party and everything goes wrong. When a handsome stranger offers to lend a helping hand, she isn’t sure things will ever be right again.

Leopard’s Find by Kimberly A. Rogers
Ever wonder what your favorite characters were doing before you read about them for the first time? Sparks fly whenever Raina and Baran from The Therian Way are together. But what exactly was she doing before she met him?

Whatever Raina’s up to, it’s never boring.

Upsie-Daisy by Jane Lebak
Did you know guardian angels have a sharp sense of humor? It’s a requirement for the job, otherwise they’d run screaming instead of dealing with us. If you’re new to the Lee and Bucky stories, welcome to the world of sarcastic mechanics and pun-slinging angels. This story takes place about four months before any of the full-length novels, that way you can dive right in.

Circular Horizon by Bokerah Brumley
As a speculative fiction writer, I’m forever intrigued with the ‘what if.’ For instance, what if there was real-world science fiction featuring a God-fearing astronaut? This brain-wandering led to a story, and I briefly explore this idea with Mae McNair and Abel Onizuka in Circular Horizon.

‘Tis So Sweet by Faith Blum
Eleanor Miller has always loved her younger brother, even through all the bad things he has done. But when he almost kills a man, she needs to let him go and trust God to draw him to Himself. Will she find out how sweet it is to trust Jesus in everything, no matter what happens?

The Quinn Case by Julie C. Gilbert
Law enforcement’s a tough career to make it in both physically and emotionally. The Quinn Case takes place several years before the events in Heartfelt Cases Book 1: The Collins Case. Herein, you’ll meet a young FBI Special Agent named Ann Davidson who must find a missing child even as she struggles to put another case behind her.

Immerse yourself in six clean, sweet, Christian novelettes in this awesome multi-author anthology fiction box set….and maybe encounter your next favorite author!


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About Our Authors

C.L. Wells CL-Wells-Head-Shot

C.L. Wells is a JANE-OF-ALL-TRADES, with a passion for writing and animals. She lives in Kansas with her family, which includes a fat doggie who is not named Toto and a cat who moonlights as an escape artist. Feel free to ask her about the ‘escape artist.’ She plans to write about it someday. She would love hearing from you.

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Kimberly A. Rogers


Kimberly A. Rogers writes urban fantasy with a Christian twist. She lives in Virginia where the Blue Ridge Mountains add inspiration to an overactive imagination originally fueled by fantasy classics such as the works of C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien.

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Jane Lebak


Jane Lebak has been publishing since 1994, with several novels in print as well as over seventy-five shorter pieces in magazines, newspapers, and journals. She is one of the bloggers for QueryTracker.net, a resource for writers seeking agents. She lives in The Swamp, reading books and knitting socks with her husband, children, cats, and fishtanks.

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Bokerah Brumley

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Bokerah Brumley is a speculative fiction writer making stuff up on a trampoline in West Texas. She lives on ten acres with five home-educated children, four peacocks, three dogs, two cats, and one husband. In her imaginary spare time, she also serves as the blue-haired Publicity Officer for the Cisco Writers Club.

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Faith Blum

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Faith Blum is a historical fiction author who also loves to do pretty much any right-brained activity, especially if it involves crafting. She lives with her family on a small family farm in Wisconsin.

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Julie C. Gilbert 

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Julie C. Gilbert writes in several genres including Christian Mystery, YA Science Fiction, and Mystery/Thriller. Regardless of category, she writes about people who face hardship and right wrongs because they have an innate need to do so. In other news, she is obsessed with Star WArs and has a day job teaching high school Chemistry in New Jersey.

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Enchanted: The Fairy Revels Collection

9 Faerie Romance & Fantasy Fairy Tales; Urban Fantasy, YA Fairies, Fractured Fairy Tales, Sweet Fae Romance, and Paranormal Boxed Set


One spellbound night, nine award-winning and Amazon best-selling authors joined together to bring you an enchanting collection of tales featuring our favorite otherworldly creatures, fairies. Enchanted: The Fairy Revels Collection will seduce you into the wondrous world of the fae with magic, romance, fantasy, adventure, fairy tales, and folklore. Get ready to be beguiled by a unique boxed set with fractured fairy tales, contemporary romance, paranormal romance, sci-fi adventure, and more. This captivating collection is certain to please anyone who loves magical realism and fairy stories.




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THE BEE CHARMER by Poppy Lawless

Rayne moved to Chancellor on a mission to help Alice find true love. That is, after all, his job as her fairy godfather. What Rayne didn’t expect was to find a love of his own. All Viola wants is to pursue her dream of becoming a perfumer. She doesn’t have time to fall in love. Viola and Rayne will soon find that when your heart makes a wish, even impossible dreams can come true.



Even though she grew up in a family of witches, Abby is normal. When faeries offer her a wish, she wishes for magick of her own, without realizing the consequences. Now she has to travel to the land of faeries to save her friend’s baby and undo the wish, even if it means losing her magick forever.


WOE FOR A FAERIE by B. Brumley

When I chose retribution, it got me got kicked out of the spiritual realm and banished to mortality. Now I’ve got to choose between Jason, the priest who’s hiding something, and Arún, the handsome off-world Fae that believes I’m his prophesied queen… But first, I’ve got to survive New York City.


FLIGHTLESS by Margo Bond Collins

Josh Bevington doesn’t know how to survive living in Fairy, Texas without his wings; Laney Harris doesn’t know how to survive without Josh. When Laney’s biological father shows up in Fairy, determined to steal his daughter’s newfound powers, Josh and Laney will have to overcome work together—or risk losing everything they care about.


ROSE PETAL GRAVES by Olivia Wildenstein

I thought losing my mother would be the greatest shock of my life, but the real surprise came after her death. Dad said she suffered a stroke after she dug up one of the ancient graves in our backyard, which happens to be the town cemetery. Creepy, I know. Creepier still, there was no corpse inside the old coffin, only fresh rose petals.


FAIRLY NORMAL by Carrie L. Wells

Violet Abernathy has spent more than 20 years in the human realm, but this is the year that everything changes. Potentially her last stint among the humans, her “senior” year in high school teaches her more than she ever guessed it would about friendship, love, and support. Maybe what they say is true, change is the only thing that ever stays the same.


FAE CAME ON THE PLANE! by Elizabeth Watasin

At Jifk Spaceport, something every creature and person feared came in on a plane: faeries. When the spaceport goes down, it’s any survivor of the fae incursion on her or his own, and Nico’s not going to let Darqueworld’s most feared boogeymen, the faerie kind, stop her from getting to her lover’s arrival gate.



A Fae princess in jeans and paddock shoes–could any of this be real? Daisy Adams was an orphan raised on her uncle’s farm, but a tractor accident suddenly forces her uncle to reveal the lie she’s been living. Her mother’s still alive and she’s a queen of the Fae… and to make matters worse, Daisy is hunted and the center of a war that is just beginning.



When FayeLynn Roberts finds herself pregnant by Drake, The Folk’s most dangerous man, she relies on Alvin Fairchild, the exiled prince of The Folk to carry her back to The Realm in order to save her child. Alvin wants to protect the child and save The Realm, but can the two of them band together and defeat Drake without losing their hearts?



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Interview with B. Brumley


Tell us about the faerie or faeries in your book.

Arún is my pale, pointy-eared Fae hunk. Thanks to a prophecy from his home realm, he’s been waiting for my fallen angel, Woe, to show up in New York City. The winged warrior makes a habit of saving Woe from danger, but she can’t decide whether she likes him or not.


What inspired your book?

Noir. The classic noir movies. The movies themselves were black and white, but every decision was a gray. I wanted to write a broken heroine. I think she more accurately reflects reality. After that, it became a City of Angels meets The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. I loved both of those concepts.


Who would you cast for the main characters in your book?

She’s almost too baby-faced, but I loved Hailee Steinfeld in True Grit. I think she’d be great in stand-offs with Father Jason and when she tells Arún what she thinks. She has just the right amount of vulnerability and spunk to play Woe, my fallen angel.

Chris Hemsworth would make a fantastic Arún. He’d have to bleach his hair white and wear contacts that make his eyes silver, but I think he could pull off the pointed ears. And he’d for sure be able to pull off the line, “Shirtless in Central Park like he owned the place.”

As far as Jason, the priest in my story, I’d probably pick a bearded Gerard Butler. He’s such a versatile actor. I mean anybody that can be King Leonidas can do my team-leader-priest, right?


Excerpt from The Bee Charmer by Poppy Lawless


The sound of the honey bees buzzing all around me was sweeter than any Vivaldi concerto I’d ever heard. I sat lotus style in the apple orchard, inhaling the sweet scent of the apple blossoms. My eyes closed, I could feel the white petals falling on me as a soft wind sent them spiraling. The warm spring sunlight shone down on my face. It must have been almost noon. The rays of sun felt warm on my skin. I listened to the bees hum as they danced from flower to flower. Perfection. I inhaled deeply, and with each exhale, set my enchantments on the wind:

Bring a love for Alice.

Now is the time.

Bring a love for Alice.

One that’s finer than wine.

Wine? Not a very good enchantment, and not a very good rhyme. No wonder Alice was no closer to meeting the man of her dreams than she’d been the day I met her three years ago when I’d gotten my assignment.

Wine…of course it would be wine. Ever since I’d set eyes on Viola Hunter, the dark-haired wine heiress who just happened to be the sister of my best friend, I’d been distracted. I imagined her skipping nymph-like through the apple orchard under the spring sun. Imaging, however, was as far as I’d ever taken anything. Viola Hunter, whose family’s vineyard sided my small country farmhouse, had already friend-zoned me. There was little use pining over a woman who just wasn’t into me. After all, Alice was supposed to be my focus. I needed to shake Viola from my thoughts. Poor Alice. I was doing my best, but she still wasn’t where she was supposed to be. I needed to try harder.

I shut out all thoughts of Viola Hunter and set my mind on Alice once more. I tuned into the sounds of nature: the humming of the bees, the rustling of the new leaves, and the feel of the warm sunlight on my skin. This time, I lifted the willow wand sitting in my lap and gave it a wave as I intoned:

Over hill, over dale,

Through brush, through brier,

Over park, over pale,

Through flood, through fire

Bring Alice her love!

This time when I said the enchantment, I could feel the magic. A little sound, like the chiming of a hundred small bells, told me that the spell had worked. I could almost see my words glimmering like gold on the wind, twisting and turning upward toward the sky in search of the one who would bring Alice’s heart joy.

I opened my eyes and looked down at the wand. For a moment, I wished I could just give it a wave and have everything I wanted. But that wasn’t how this worked. Whatever I wanted, I was going to have to work for it. Good thing I didn’t need much. But the moment I thought it, Viola came to mind once more.

My phone, lying in the grass beside me, buzzed. I picked it up to see I’d received a text from Alice. So soon? When I opened the message, however, I was perplexed.

Crisis, she’d written.

What’s wrong? I answered back.

Dumped again. Bring chocolate.

I sighed heavily. When Alice started dating Tom, Chancellor’s local sheriff, I knew it wasn’t meant to be. He wasn’t a bad guy, but they were completely wrong for one another. And I also knew that uniting Alice with her true love meant that Tom would have to go away. But that fast? Wow, maybe I was getting better at this than I thought. Or maybe, it was just time.

On my way into town now. I replied.

There was no answer. It was the midday lunch rush at Alice’s bagel shop. No doubt that would keep her busy, her mind occupied. I frowned. Also, it was the worst time of day to get dumped.

“Time to get to work,” I told the bees. They stopped their tasks then and swarmed, making a passing spiral around me, from my feet to my head. I could sense their questions, their excitement.

“Help me?” I asked. “Help me find the one for Alice?”

With an excited buzz, they flew off happily. I had no doubt they’d do everything they could.

“Thank you,” I called behind them then headed out of the orchard.

My old pick-up sat waiting near the barn. Shielding my eyes with my hand, I gazed across the horizon at the row after row of vines owned by Viola’s family’s business, Blushing Grape Vineyards. I could just make out the roof of the Hunter family’s elaborate mansion sitting along the shore of Lake Erie. So close, but so far away. I sighed and looked out at the lake; the waves were dark blue that morning. The wind blowing off the lake was still cold, even though it was April, but I could feel the earth coming back to life. Spring had come again.

I picked up the cases of honey I’d packed up earlier that day and set them in the back of my truck. Sliding into the driver’s seat, I glanced once more at the Hunter family mansion. Where was Viola today? Working at the estate? Was she busy at the family restaurant downtown? Or was she over at the college where she’d started taking classes once more? The image of her laughing and running through the orchard played through my mind once more.

Alice. I needed to focus on Alice.

I lifted my phone again. Still no reply from Alice.

“Sorry, Alice. I’ll try to do better. Looks like you’re stuck with the worst fairy godfather ever.”


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Excerpt from The Fairy Bargain by Blaire Edens


The next morning, drawn by the rich aroma of coffee, Alvin walked into the Butterfly Café and pulled two wrinkled one-dollar bills from his front pocket. Not counting the three quarters clinking against each other in the pocket of his jacket, it was the only money he had left.

He wasn’t likely to earn more today. If the dark gray clouds weren’t enough of a clue, his well-tuned senses told him it was going to rain buckets. He was the only one in the usually crowded café. The tourists must have seen the weather report and decided to sleep late. He would’ve liked to have done the same, but hard dirt didn’t lend itself to a rainy day snooze. Just as he opened the door of the shop, he heard the first rumble of thunder and felt the crack of lightning move through him.

Stormy weather intensified his abilities and made it very difficult for him to concentrate on reality. Maybe a jolt of caffeine would clear his mind, shake loose the sleep-deprivation cobwebs, and allow him to figure out a way to make enough money for lunch.

It was foolish to waste his cash on expensive coffee when he could’ve headed two blocks south and gotten a free cup from the soup kitchen but something in the café was drawing him like an iron filing to a magnet.

As soon as he saw her, he knew.

It wasn’t the coffee, it was her. She was drawing him closer.

He’d never seen her before and yet there was something familiar about her.

Even though the girl behind the counter looked exhausted, she was beautiful. Delicate and petite, she moved with grace. It was deeper than attraction and he wasn’t used to the feeling. The son of a Prince, he’d been spoiled. In his father’s house, he’d always had beautiful women at his disposal, but he’d never seen one who looked like her.

Her beauty transcended the physical. That was unusual for a human. As a rule, they were quite shallow and self-absorbed.

Like I haven’t been accused of the same thing.

She reminded him of a tiny songbird, and if he hadn’t known better, he would’ve thought she was…

That’s crazy. It’s been too long since you’ve had a decent sleep.

She’d been crying. A lot. Her eyes were bloodshot and ringed in purple, evidence that she wasn’t sleeping well. Her strawberry blond hair was twisted into a loose ponytail and her clothes were rumpled. She was worried. Really worried. The vibrations of her emotions radiated out in waves and washed over him, jamming all his circuits.

He needed a dose of caffeine more than ever. “Hey,” he said, leaning against the gleaming stainless counter. “How much is a cup of Breakfast Blend?” Until the past few weeks, he’d never had to worry about the cost of anything. He simply snapped his fingers and the item appeared, regardless of the cost.

Now, things were different.

She looked him over, her amber eyes were hawk-like. There was sadness there, deep despair she was trying desperately to hide. “How much can you afford?”

“I have two bucks.” He handed her the bills. When she reached out to take them, their fingers touched. Her worries slammed into him with the force of a semi. He felt her sadness and despair so acutely, it could have been his own. She jumped backwards at the touch, nearly losing her footing on the black and white tile.

“But I’m happy to barter,” he said, curious. “In exchange for a cup of coffee, I can tell your fortune.” He crossed his fingers hoping she’d agree. Not only did he want to know more about her, he sensed that she was in trouble.

She smoothed her apron and tucked one loose curl behind her ear and sighed. “I’m not sure I want to know.”

“It might help you make better decisions.”

She looked at him shrewdly, sizing him up, trying to measure his intentions. After a long pause, she exhaled and stepped back. He must have passed the test. “Okay, I’ll bite. Why the hell not?” She pushed the money back toward him and grabbed a mug from underneath the counter. “I’m FayeLynn. Pick a table and I’ll join you.”

“Alvin and thanks for the joe.”

Her smile was radiant and it lit every corner of the room, even on such a gray day, even when something was really bothering her. “I hope you have the winning lottery numbers.”

He chose a two-topper near the window. It was just past seven and there was no foot traffic on the sidewalk. When she slid into the chair across from him with a mug of her own, he asked, “You won’t get in trouble for sitting on the clock, will you?”

“Nope. I’ve taken care of all my side work. I doubt we’ll have any takers until later anyway.” She took a sip of her coffee, and he watched the steam float up from the surface and over her face. In the mist, she looked even more like…

Cut it out, Alvin. She’s an ordinary waitress. Tell her fortune, drink the coffee and be on your way.

Except it wasn’t that easy. “Can I ask you a very personal question?”

Without any hesitation, she nodded.

“Has anyone ever told you that you might be…” His voice trailed off into a whisper before he lost his courage. He noticed the blush that spread across her face and wondered how many secrets she held.  “Never mind. Are you ready to get started?”

“Do you need my birthday or anything?”

“No. Just close your eyes and try to relax. I’m going to place two fingers on your pulse points.”

Her eyes widened at his touch. He was glad he wasn’t the only one to feel the rush of electricity that had surged between them earlier.

“I’m harmless,” he assured her. “Promise.”

Open Hearts {Erin Hayes}

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My heart isn’t my own.
And I don’t mean romantically.

Six months ago, I had a heart transplant. Now I’m learning to live again with someone else’s heart beating in my chest. My scars both inside and out haunt my every waking moment.

Then I meet Rhys, the tattooed Yank that finds himself transplanted to my Southern hometown. Even though he’s haunted by his own scars, he’s determined to show me how to embrace my second chance at life.

I’m not sure if I can give someone my heart when it wasn’t mine to begin with.

And neither of our hearts will survive rejection.


A standalone NA contemporary romance coming February 2016.

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About the Author

Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books, like the fantasy mystery novel Death is but a Dream, the sci-fi middle grade book Jacob Smith is Incredibly Average, and the Her Wolf paranormal series.

She works as an advertising copywriter during the day, and she moonlights as an author. She has lived in New Zealand, Texas, and now in Birmingham, Alabama with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.

You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars.

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At the young age of twenty-one, Birmingham artist Becks – or Rebecca – Wells is living with a new lease on life. The only catch? She’s using someone else’s heart. As a post-heart transplant survivor, Becks is learning how to live again.

Somewhere on the other side of the Alabama city, a tattooed, rough-around-the-edges Rhys Young is also getting settled in a new life, living with his Gramps and taking care of his half-sister. Until a chance encounter with Becks ignites a yearning he can’t ignore.

In alternating first person points of view, Erin Hayes does a wonderful job of weaving this romantic story from Rhys to Becks and back again. Rhys is a great motorcycle-riding knight in a shining armor. In characterizing Becks, Hayes does a superb job of highlighting the long-term attention and medical care required by any patient that receives an organ transplant, as well as the unexpected results of survivor guilt.

I applaud Hayes for her attention to detail, her dedication to expressing the struggle as it can be, and for not shying away what can be a delicate subject matter. Her writing is smooth and easy to follow. This was a superb, highly recommended read.

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Surfaced {Katie Hayoz}

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Sometimes, love means exposing the darkest part of who you are to the world.

Half-monster, half-human and completely in love: Melusine Doré, part-human, part lethal mermaid, is doing her best to live her happily-ever-after and it seems, for once, that nothing will cause her to lose grip on her fairy-tale ending. Levi loves her for what she is and Melusine herself has finally come to terms with it all—despite the fact that she must hide her secret to survive. When she and Levi discover someone is trapping and torturing monsters, their inquiries lead them to a traveling Freak Show. But what should be a simple investigation quickly turns into a tangled mess. Levi goes missing and Melusine rushes guns blazing to find and rescue her lover. This time, though, she is utterly unprepared for the creatures she is about to face.Will she be able to make the sacrifice necessary to save Levi?

Adventure number three in the Clockwork Siren Series, Surfaced by Katie Hayoz takes us from the muddy Chicago River to the fading tents of a steampunk traveling circus to the deepest pools of fear about exposing oneself.

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Katie grew up in Racine, Wisconsin where she acquired an irreversible nasal twang and an addiction for books with a slightly dark edge. She now lives in Geneva, Switzerland with her husband, two daughters, and two fuzzy cats. She has been an avid reader of YA fiction for years. While she has a penchant for the paranormal, she devours a range of books — along with popcorn and black licorice. She consumes all three in large quantities. Luckily, the books don’t stay on her hips.

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3 Tips for Better Short Fiction


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3 Tips for Short Story Writing

January has been a busy month for short story contests. Mash Stories offers an on-going flash fiction contest. Writer’s Digest offered a short, short fiction contest earlier this month, and Simon and Shuster held a fan fiction contest, Baen has a near-future science fiction contest, and the Chicago Tribune has a short fiction contest open until January 31, 2016.

This week, I’m participating in the 10th Annual Short Story Challenge offered by NYC Midnight. It’s tremendous practice.

Here are three tips I use for writing better short fiction.

  • Pick one main event. Streamline the story so that everything points to that one event – even after the climax, the story finish still points to that one event. The plot can be as simple as cooking dinner or as complex as sky diving from a space elevator. Don’t stuff in extra details. Often, the beauty of a short story is rich characters, full of depth, but a plot that exists within a small space and lower word counts. Short stories, even though a different experience than writing novels, are great practice in streamlining.
  • Limit characters. Pick one or two. Don’t name anyone else. If the main character is on a crowded bus, blur the extras by providing little-to-no information about them. Include only the details that are necessary to move the plot forward for the main character. Character naming is similar to adopting a stray dog. Once it has a name, it wants to stick around in the readers’ mind.
  • Limit Point of View. In short fiction (whether flash fiction – 1,000 words or less – or a novelette – up to 17,500 words), there is a limited amount of time to hook the reader. Begin close to the inciting incident, but keep it simple. Story creators often want to keep all the viewpoints, include the antagonist’s reasons, or mention the main character’s last love interest. Don’t obscure the great words with superfluous ones. Increase tension and interest by limiting readers’ knowledge to only what the main character knows. Pick one character that is central to every situation, jump in that head, and stay there.


Just remember: first drafts don’t count. Get the story down. Get the words out. Don’t worry about rules or tips or editing. After that first draft, go back and edit it into shape. And whatever happens, keep writing. Your uniqueness enhances our own. 🙂


What are some tips you have for writing better shorts?

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Out April 2016, twelve novellas from twelve authors: Enchanted: The Fairy Revels Collection. My contribution, Woe for a Faerie, is the story of Woe, a fallen angel that struggles to find her purpose after losing her wings. A buff Fae fellow saves her from freezing to death in Central Park and promptly decides she’s his. Meanwhile, Woe meets Jason, a priest that isn’t quite what he seems. I like to think of it as City of Angels meets League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

The follow up to Woe for a Faerie is Wings Over New York – out in July 2016 with The Beasts of Summer Collection. In it, our heroine, Woe, is tasked with locating a nocturnal albino peacock shifter that is haunting Central Park and sucking psychic energy from the unsuspecting.

And in November 2016, I’ll write a baddie for a change and add Feather to my fantasy world. Readers will get the awesome-sauce introduction to the epic author-party that is The Hotel Paranormal.


On the Rebound {Jim Cangany}



Author: Jim Cangany
Release Day: January 22, 2016
Genre: Sports Romance
Publisher: Penner Publishing



FINAL_AMAZON-APPLE-EBOOK-300x464On The Rebound is a sweet, sports romance set on the campus of fictional Irving University. It’s a story about second chances and features a women’s college basketball team. Here’s a teaser for you.

After he’s caught in a grade fixing scandal, men’s college basketball coach Greg Miller is thrown a lifeline when an old friend offers him a job with the small-school Irving University women’s team.

Academic Advisor Ciara Monaghan knows first-hand the heartbreak and havoc a cheating man can wreak. She wants nothing more than to protect the University’s reputation by seeing to it that Greg’s stay at Irving is short.

The last thing either of them wants is the attraction they can’t deny. Can a struggling member of the basketball team bring them together to see how wonderful a second chance at life, and love, can be?



JimPhotoJim Cangany was forty pages into his first manuscript when he realized it was a romance. He went with it and has great joy writing sweet, contemporary love stories. A lover of things that go fast, when Jim’s not writing, you can probably find him checking into the latest from IndyCar or pro bike racing. He lives in Indianapolis with his saint of a wife Nancy, his sons Seamus and Aidan, and the princess of the house, kitty cat Maria.

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Cover Reveal: Open Hearts {Erin Hayes}




My heart isn’t my own.
And I don’t mean romantically.

Six months ago, I had a heart transplant. Now I’m learning to live again with someone else’s heart beating in my chest. My scars both inside and out haunt my every waking moment.

Then I meet Rhys, the tattooed Yank that finds himself transplanted to my Southern hometown. Even though he’s haunted by his own scars, he’s determined to show me how to embrace my second chance at life.

I’m not sure if I can give someone my heart when it wasn’t mine to begin with.

And neither of our hearts will survive rejection.


A standalone NA contemporary romance coming February 2016.

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About the Author

Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books, like the fantasy mystery novel Death is but a Dream, the sci-fi middle grade book Jacob Smith is Incredibly Average, and the Her Wolf paranormal series.

She works as an advertising copywriter during the day, and she moonlights as an author. She has lived in New Zealand, Texas, and now in Birmingham, Alabama with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.

You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars.

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Happy Release Day {Blaire Edens}



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He’s the one man she refuses to fall for…

After the combat death of her Marine husband, grief counselor Maddie Westerfield has thrown herself into helping other families—leaving no time for dating. Which is just fine with Maddie since falling in love again, especially with another man in uniform, is out of the question. No matter how gorgeous he is. Plus, she’s busy looking after her eight-year-old nephew for her deployed sister.

For the last eight years, Lieutenant David Sterling has lived with the guilt of losing one of his soldiers in an ambush in Afghanistan. So when the opportunity presents itself, he jumps at the chance to help the beautiful widow coach her nephew’s football team. But keeping things strictly professional between them is harder than he expected. And even though he knows a relationship with Maddie will only lead to heartbreak, he can’t help falling for her.


Meet Blaire


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Blaire Edens lives in the mountains of North Carolina near the farm that’s been in her family since 1790. When she’s not plotting, she’s busy knitting, running, or listening to the Blues. Blaire loves iced tea with mint, hand-stitched quilts, and yarn stores. She refuses to eat anything that mixes chocolate and peanut butter or apple and cinnamon. She’s generally nice to her mother, tries to remember not to smack her bubble gum, and only speeds when no one’s looking.

Interview with {C.M. McCoy} + Giveaway


Don’t you f-ing quit. And if you feel like quitting, email me for an e-slap. They’re free on Tuesdays. ~ C.M. McCoy

biopicI’m super excited to introduce C.M. McCoy. She just released Eerie, a new adult paranormal adventure with a side of sweet romance. In the midst of all her crazy-busy-new-release days, she agreed to do a little interview.

Hiya, C.M., so glad to have you. Tell us a little about you. How did you get to where you are today?

Hi Bokerah (am I saying that right?)  Thanks so much for reaching out to me and can I just say—I am more than a little bit in love with your hair. Seriously. You’ve inspired me to try a Northern Lights look during my next hair appointment. I’ll send you a photo.

Right now, I’m sitting in Alaska, but I didn’t start here. I was born and raised in a town just north of Pittsburgh. Long story short—after college, I joined the military, where I met this really cool guy who convinced me to live with him in the Last Frontier.

As for the journey from Air Force engineer to author… Well there’s a story best told over a few shots of whiskey.

I actually wrote a memoir before I wrote Eerie, which my non-fiction agent, Sharleen Martin, is shopping. In several ways, Eerie grew out of my memoir experience. I’d always enjoyed writing and telling stories, but it wasn’t until after I’d submitted my memoir to Sharleen that I felt confident enough to tackle a novel. The story itself had been rolling around in my head for a couple years. I knew the characters. I knew the world. I knew the story. So much so, that it felt like writing a memoir when it came out. The only (actually it was HUGE) difference was envisioning the history, thoughts, and feelings of each and every character so that their behavior and dialogue weaved logically and smoothly into the story. In memoir, that part is easy: the other “characters” are already drawn.

What followed was the long, arduous road to publishing, which is all too familiar to other writers, and I did cry over my hundreds (yes hundreds) of rejections.


This week, I finished reading Eerie. It’s a wonderfully creative take on the paranormal. I loved the humor. The funny bits nearly always caught me by surprise, but always made me love your heroine, Hailey Hartley, that much more. How did you come up with the pseudo-science behind the university studies and the happenings on campus?

Wow. Thank you! I’m glad you got the humor, because I was cracking myself up writing Hailey. Literally, I’d be in a full-on maniacal belly laugh, tears streaming down my face as I wrote. Hailey has a wonderful sense of humor, and it’s a good thing. I imagine she’d have gone insane without it after what I put her through.

Remember the X-Files? I LOVED that show. It came out when I was a young teen, and I so wanted to be Scully, investigating the unusual happenings in this world, armed with skepticism, science, and reason… I think watching that show planted a very strange seed in my imagination, and at some point I began to wonder: what if paranormal things were not only real, but accepted in society and seriously studied as a discipline. Like geology. Or medicine. And wouldn’t it be intriguing if that paranormal world existed as a sect in our normal society? Not necessarily out in the open, but not necessarily hidden either. Hence Bear Towne University, an accredited institution with a college of ParaScience located in The Middle of Nowhere, Alaska.


There’s a unique structure to the Envoys, their servants, and how they interact with humans. Is this something you built after mentally creating the college, or did that spiritual /  paranormal hierarchy come first?

The Envoys came first. Actually, it was a love story that came first. And in exploring Asher’s history to build his character, I realized he wasn’t the type of creature that would just live in a house, twiddling his thumbs, stalking a poor human girl. That must sound silly, but when I really dug in to his life, I realized he had an intense motivation to get back home. And having been trapped on Earth for 3,000 years, he would have done something hugely constructive to achieve that goal. Like build an entire university dedicated to tearing the barrier between this world and the afterlife.


How did you come up with Mooseltoe, Yeti spray, or the roommate from hell? Where did all those quirky details that made Bear Towne shine.

Ha! Mooseltoe is real. I didn’t come up with it. There’s some hanging from the light above our dining room table right now. I’ll send you some. I was “introduced” to it when I moved to this strange place called Alaska. Yeti spray is simply concentrated bear spray, also something that might sound strange to folks in the lower 48 (maybe not in bear country). I remember the first time I went camping in Alaska, and my husband shoved a canister of bear spray in my hand. I thought, “Really? I’ll take the gun, thank you.” In fact all of the quirky details about Bear Towne University arose from my “culture shock” in moving to Alaska, especially the mosquitoes and even the Luftzeug.

As for the roommate… Who hasn’t had a roommate from Hell?


Do you listen to music while you write? Did you have a soundtrack for Eerie?

Funny thing is I made a playlist for an angsty love story years before I actually sat down to write Eerie, and there is a soundtrack. It’s on my YouTube channel and features quite a bit of Evanescence.


As you know, I’m a beginning writer. What sort of advice would you give to other newbie writers out there?

Don’t you f-ing quit. And if you feel like quitting, email me for an e-slap. They’re free on Tuesdays.

The Giveaway

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About Eerie: Hailey’s dreams have always been, well…vivid. As in monsters from her nightmares follow her into her waking life vivid. EERIE

When her big sister goes missing, eighteen-year-old Hailey finds the only thing keeping her safe from a murderous 3,000-year-old beast is an equally terrifying creature who has fallen “madly” in love with her. Competing to win her affection, the Dream Creature, Asher, lures her to the one place that offers safety–a ParaScience university in Alaska he calls home. There, she studies the science of the supernatural and must learn to live with a roommate from Hell, survive her ParaScience classes, and hope the only creature who can save her from an evil immortal doesn’t decide to kill her himself.

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