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Curious About Captivating Melody?

“Hope you enjoy the show then, darling.” Heat flickered in his amber eyes, and his lowered voice made the implication quite clear.

I wrote this book two years ago, and since book one is coming out tomorrow, I already started on book two! However, the super secret is that it’s out EARLY! Grab your copy HERE today!

Here’s a sneak peek of the first page:

The stench of sweat, sex, and Chanel Number Five were never going to come out of Liz O’Brien’s jeans. She frowned as her Keds gummed to the floor backstage for the five thousandth time. That was the last gig they’d ever do at Peekaboos.

She peered past the stage out to the main floor of the strip club where a plethora of half- empty TicTac white tables populated the place. The remaining folks embarked on the bump and grind journey that at one tender age might’ve shocked and appalled her, but by now, she rolled her eyes and shut out the moans. Liz winced every time her shoe stuck to the black-and-white tiled floor as she crossed the room. Pink lighting skated throughout the place, even post-show, adding to the seedy ambiance.

She raked a hand through her long chestnut locks, a couple pieces drying to her face from the heat they pumped through this place. Guess since their strippers were shedding clothes, the staff had to keep ‘em comfortable.

Jett stood by the far door, giving her the ‘I’m bored look,’ which she’d come to realize happened about every two point five seconds when he wasn’t onstage or getting laid. After playing the bass for their earlier show, he’d tied back his dark strands, and his light blue eyes had a familiar twinkle in them. Average girls would see a ladykiller who screamed sex from his pores.

Liz noticed the prettier-than-average looks, but she also saw the greenish tint to Jett’s pale skin and the delicate gills along his neck. Since she’d never met her parents, Liz didn’t know the ‘why’ of her ability, but she’d always seen past the fae glamour shielding normal humans from the weird.

Jett lifted his sculpted brow in a cynical arch he’d perfected, jabbing at his watch as if she dragged along at a snail’s pace.

“The bar’s not going to disappear if you’re a couple minutes late,” Liz called out, quickening her pace to close the distance between them.

“Lies. I know for certain there’s an expiration date on the JD with my name on it. Six months on the road with us and you’d think you would catch on.” Jett slung his arm around her shoulder, the familiar weight one she’d never expected from her former one-night stand.

“It’s a miracle I’ve been able to put up with you lot for this long.”

Even though the first time she met Jett they’d fumbled in a back alley together, Liz much preferred him as her tether of sanity and staunch friend on the road. After all, traveling with rockstars was bad enough. The satyr, siren, banshee, and incubus were the real deal when it came to sex gods, with powers that worked on every human except her. She navigated the regular folks to book their gigs, while they made sure she wasn’t fae-bait to any supernatural who noticed her unique skill set.

Together she and Jett stepped out of the steamy room, which had begun to smell a little rank, and made their way down the narrow corridor leading to the front door. Neon pink lit the hallway, nauseatingly similar to the spotlights gleaming onto an opening act Liz would need bleach to remove from her memory banks.

“Good riddance,” Liz muttered as they strode through the doors onto the concrete landing.

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Get My Loose Id Titles While You Can!

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May 7th, the closure of Loose Id officially begins, and they’ll be pulling titles from retailers. While I’ve already begun searching for new homes for these books, as with everything in publishing, it’ll be a process. So if you want copies of the Philadelphia Chronicles or book one in the Tribal Spirits series, Forged Alliances, make sure to nab them as soon as possible! While some books might take up to May 15th to come down, you’ll be rolling the dice if you wait!

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Gaslights and Graves: City of Light and Steam

With Gaslights and Graves coming out on May 8th, we’re featuring some of the novellas featured in the boxset!

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Title: City of Light and Steam

Author: Lexi Ostrow

Twelve years ago the Great Guilds put aside their rivalry and attempts for world control when a plague turned the sick into blood-thirsty beasts. Steam and Electricity no longer rivaled for world domination but collaborated on tools to save their world. That ended when betrayal struck both Guilds, leaving them to fight the war separately.
Raven Nightingale was thrust into leadership of the Steam Guild when a ruthless vampire attack left her father and elder brothers dead. When approached to turn to the leader of the Electric Guild, Christopher Abbott, for help, she knew she had no choice. On her way, she was attacked and left for dead.
Benjamin was smitten by the beautiful woman he found lying in the street just outside the guild mere suffering from the same fate as his cousin, the now-dead leader of the Electric Guild. Posing as his cousin Christopher to hide his guild’s secret, he wooed her as best as he could, lying his way through things. Their growing feelings helped them to put aside differences and create great marvels; until she learns the truth and terminates the alliance.
As the sick known as vampires announced their claim to London, Raven and Benjamin would have to unite the guilds once more, or allow their city to fall. Their feelings must come second in the race to save London, but the lies of the past may destroy their future.
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Throwback Thursday: An Airship Named Desire

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Airships, sky-pirates, smugglers, and soldiers…An Airship Named Desire will take you for a thrilling ride.

Ever since their last botched smuggling job, First Mate Bea and the crew of her airship can barely afford fuel, let alone a barrel of grog. So when a gentleman from Old Germany offers them a fortune to steal a locked box from a British merchant airship, they jump on the opportunity. However, their employer forgot to mention the box’s military escort and the Morlock mercenaries who would slit throats to get their hands on it. Oh, and if made public, the contents could engulf Europe in another devastating war.

Stealing the box was the easy part. Now, with a target on their back and some of the toughest characters in the skies after them, if the crew of the Desire doesn’t polish their pistols and prepare for a hell of a fight, they’ll end up worse than grounded. After all, everyone from the Brits to the Morlocks will kill for the contents of that box, and no one survives an airship crash.

Buy a copy HERE!

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Diversity in Publishing: Enjoy the Ice Cream

Had an awesome conversation with Rob about the issues of diversity in publishing and media in general, whether it’s TV, movies, whatever.
 
In the middle of my rant about why it’s necessary (Rob’s a gem to listen to these, honestly), a really solid metaphor cropped up, and I wanted to share. Right now, there’s a lot of push and pull involving the change that needs to happen. A lot of voices who previously weren’t heard are gaining traction and really fighting to BE heard. However, a lot of times, when people hear ‘hey, we’re tired of it only being straight white guys in books/movies,etc’ it gets filtered as white guys in books/movies are BAD!
 
So, say an ice cream shop only serves vanilla ice cream. And folks eat the vanilla for a long time, because it’s good ice cream and apparently the only shop in town. However, people speak up because they want to see other flavors on the menu. In response, the ice cream shop adds chocolate, pistachio, cookies and cream to the menu boards. Most folks are excited. More flavors! However, others start ranting about how it was better back when it was only vanilla. How the other flavors are crowding out the vanilla. But in all honesty, it’s just adding more variety to the board, allowing more than just one taste. And guys? That’s a really good thing.
 
Now, I know that’s distilling an incredibly complex issue with a lot of facets into sweet, sweet ice cream, but I’m just talking about this one element today. Variety is good, and just because there is MORE out there, doesn’t mean there is less of the thing you liked. So dive in and enjoy the metaphorical ice cream. I know I am.
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Journey of A Reflection of Ice

Wistful notes spoke of loneliness, as solitary as the final birdsong of autumn or the trill of summer_s last cicada before the wintry freeze.

So, some stories leap out of you for seemingly no reason, and this was one of them. It was the middle of summer, the weirdest time to have a mythical exploration into a remote, wintry fairy tale. Except this story came roaring out of me in the span of two weeks, this slow sense of creeping fear that had me watching the mirrors as I walked around the house.

Except, after I wrote it, edited it, and kind friends beta read it for me (and then I edited it some more) the submissions were just hitting a blockade. I submitted it to place after place and accumulated a massive pile of rejections in the process. This was back in 2015. Last year, I started working with After Glows Publishing, and they opened Opal Moon Press, their YA imprint. A Reflection of Ice popped into mind, of course, but there was one problem–their minimum word count was 30,000, and the original story was 20,000. However, I hadn’t touched the story in a couple years, and my writing has changed drastically in that time, so I figured it was worth retooling.

I went through the entire manuscript, fleshing out weaker sections, honing the word choice, and really just bringing it to life. When I finally submitted it to Opal Moon Press and got the acceptance, I was thrilled. And now, three years later, this book is finally coming out today. Every story has a different journey and a different purpose, and I’m just so happy that this bone chilling tale is now out to the public!

Buy your copy of A Reflection of Ice today!

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Patreon for My Books!

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So, I decided to join in on the Patreon wagon! Mostly because I LOVE sharing my creativity with people, but my bills are also not paid on dreams alone! This is the link for my Patreon if you’d like to come and support: HERE!

I have 7 different levels of patronage, starting at Sleepy Kittens!

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Access to sneak-previews of my latest work, plus cat pictures! (Who doesn’t love cat pictures?)

The later levels include awesomeness including TEA and SIGNED PAPERBACKS, but there are limited quantities of those tiers, so check ’em out fast!