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Twenty Books Published!

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My first book, An Airship Named Desire, got published with Hazardous Press in 2012.

Come August, I’ll have been a published author for seven years now, and I have to say the amount I’ve learned in that time has been immense.

For the longest time, twenty books was my goal. It offered something tangible to work towards in an industry where everything is constantly in flux. I hadn’t planned on doing any self-publishing, but when Hazardous Press, Jupiter’s Garden Press, Breathless Press, Loose Id, Ellora’s Cave, and After Glows Publishing ALL closed down, I went different routes with each of the books. With the sheer number of press closures I was in the middle of, I had begun to feel cursed.

Still, twenty kept me in the game. I’d built in my head twenty as the magic number, where I’d finally spill over into the success I’d been chasing. And now that I’m here at twenty, am I where I thought I’d be? Not in the slightest. However, the mind likes to dream big, whereas real progress is measured by different markers. Has my writing improved in that time? Staggeringly. Each book has me learning new techniques and expanding my horizons. Have I been able to beat my own sales records? I have, and that is something to take pride in.

So, while twenty books isn’t the fanfare and confetti I once imagined it might be, I can still appreciate the discipline learned and how setting that goal gave me a push I needed to keep writing and keep creating. And if I can keep up that trend, I feel like I’ll continue climbing up that mountain until I reach the top.

See you all at forty books!

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Music Monday-Intrigue Me

Hey guys! Let’s welcome Lacee Hightower today to celebrate her new release, Intrigue Me! She’s going to share her musical inspiration with us!

  1. Better Than Drugs- Skillet

This was my main motivational song for this book.  Calm the ache, stop the shakes—you clear my mind.  You’re my escape from this messed up place.  This band is actually a Christian band and I’m pretty confident they’re referring to God in the song, but they also play this on rock stations and to me it reminds me of a certain person who has stood by me through thick and thin. Thus, the inspiration for Intrigue Me.

2. Always- Killswitch Engage

It talks of someone lost to torment, which both main characters in the book are in their own different sense.  I am with you always is something anyone longs to hear from a loved one and Intrigue Me has a lot to do with sticking through with that special someone no matter what kind of dark desires they may crave.

3. Do Not Disturb- Halestorm

…well listen to it once and anyone that reads any of my books will know why this was inspiriting.

4. Into the Nothing-Breaking Benjamin

Breaking Benjamin is one of my all-time favorite bands and at least one of their songs has inspired me on each one of my books.  For Intrigue Me, Into the Nothing was that song.  Dedicated by the band to all the people serving in the military or anyone who felt like they were going into the nothing, that’s exactly what I felt about the two main characters of this story, not only in a sexual sense, but a very personal one as well.

5. Evanescence- My Immortal

This band is a very dear friend of mine’s favorite band.  I’m not positive as to the exact meaning of the song, but it reminded me of a special friend who supported me immensely while I wrote this book and since there’s actually a somewhat sad side to the book, it just seemed to fit.

 

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What’s a person to do when they discover everything they’ve believed is nothing but lies?

I grew up wealthy, a spoiled rich kid some would say, blessed with a natural athletic physique and erotic good looks that could get me into the panties of just about any girl I set my mind to.

I wanted … what I wanted.

And that meant one thing: the beautiful brunette from study hall—but she left me high and dry.
Today, I have a heart made of stone. I’m angry, a professed lifelong bachelor and a sexual sadist.

My soul is a cold river.

Eight years later, she’s back in my life and holding secrets that are ruthless, unforgiveable.

I want to punish her, make her cry, make her suffer. I want to hate her for what she’s done.

But I want my hands on her.

Mine. All mine.

I simply want … Ava Montgomery.

 

 

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Siren’s Call is OUT!

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First, Liz loses her job. Then she spots a flyer for a punk show covered in fae glamour. The entire reason she moved to the humdrum ‘burbs was to avoid the supernatural crap she’s been seeing since she was a kid.

She should avoid the show, but curiosity wins out. A punk band consisting of an incubus, a satyr, a banshee, and a siren can only spell one thing—trouble.

When Liz lets it slip that she’s no average human, the siren takes a keen interest in her. Even without his otherworldly abilities, those skillful bass-playing fingers and the promise in his wicked smile might just be the thing to turn Liz’s rotten day around.

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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.

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