Summer Lit Blitz – Madison Granger


I hope that you are enjoying this series of guest authors for great summer reads. Be sure to leave a review after reading a book. Reviews are important for authors, especially Indie authors.

Today’s guest is a fellow Bard author, Ms. Madison Granger. Let’s dive in and see what we can learn from Ms. Granger shall we?

  1. Tell me a little about yourself.

I’m a young-hearted free spirit mistakenly encased in an aging woman’s body. On the serious side, wait, that was the serious side. If it sounds like I’m stalling, I am. I absolutely hate this question. I’m never quite sure how to answer it. I’m a mom, I’m a grandmother. I’m a full-time legal secretary. And now, I’m an author. Somewhere in all of that, I’ve lived several lives. I’ve done a little of everything, from being a locksmith to a horse trainer. I pull from my life experiences because I have plenty.

  1. What genre do you write?

Paranormal romance

  1. Are you attending any author events over the summer?

I don’t have any plans for author events this year or next year, for that matter. I am trying to line up a few local signings, but nothing more than that. Since I’m just getting started, I’d like to focus on my writing. I’d like to have at least a couple of books on the table before I venture out again.

  1. That  is a good approach. I’ve done a few and I  feel underqualified sitting next to someone who has six books under their belt, and I have just the one. How do you manage writing with the rest of your life? (job, spouse, parent, etc.)

Since I work full-time, writing has become my second job, of a sort. I’m single, so I don’t have to worry about spending time with a significant other. My routine has become: go to work, come home, unwind, catch up on social media, then write.

Weekends, I write.

  1. That sounds like a tight schedule. Who are your favorite authors?

J.R. Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Patricia Briggs, Terry Brooks, Kevin Hearne, Lynsay Sands … the list goes on and on.

  1. I absolutely adore J.R. Ward and Terry Brooks. I’ve read the others as well but adore those two. What genre do you read most often?

Paranormal romance and epic fantasy.

  1. Will you share a picture of writing space?

Sure.

My writing desk

  1. *sigh*  An orderly designated work area.  I am envious.  *sigh*    Moving on –What do you most value in a friend?

Honesty

  1. Do you use real people as your characters or do you completely make them up? Describe your process.

A little of both. My first book originated from a dream. There are several characters that are loosely based on real people. The rest are all imagination.  I’m working on a short story at the moment. I dream of the characters and they come to life on the page.

      10. How do you handle research? Do you gather all data first or start writing while still gathering?

Again, a little of both. For the third book of my Kindred series, I started researching ahead of time. I knew how that one was going to start, so I had to prepare. I find myself researching as I go along too.

Wow, that time just flew by. We’ll have to do this again when we have more time! Thank you so much for being my guest today, Madison. It’s been a pleasure talking with you!

Phoenix Rising cover

Phoenix Rising cover

Phoenix Rising

by Madison Granger

Blurb:

Torie Masters is a curvy, middle-aged, divorcee with a normal job and family life. Her penchant for paranormal romances leaves her longing for the day she will meet the man who will sweep her off of her feet. She’s been dreaming a long time.

Quinn McGrath is Liege Lord to a centuries old clan of shapeshifters known as The Kindred. All have been promised a destined mate by the Goddess. He has all but given up finding his.

Sparks fly when Quinn meets Torie. Could his ‘Promised Soul’ finally be real? The eternal mates might not stand a chance as man and nature work against them. From assassination attempts to a devastating hurricane, their future is put to the test across the globe. Is their bond strong enough to see them through to forever?

                                                                 

                                                                     

Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/Phoenix-Rising-Kindred-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01CW9SH6A?ie=UTF8&ref_=asap_bc

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/phoenix-rising-madison-granger/1123652224?ean=9780692661888

http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Phoenix-Rising/Madison-Granger/9780692661888?id=6615284576146

Excerpt:

“Umm, would you do something for me?” asked Torie.

“If it is in my power, you know I will. What would you have me do?”

“Could you shift for me?” she asked hesitatingly.

It was not the question he’d expected first. “Are you sure you want that now?”

“Well, is it gross like on the movies and TV? All drawn out and tortured?”

Laughing softly, he replied to her, “No, it is not like that at all. That would be werewolves, and their transformation is rather painful to watch. I am a shapeshifter, and it is” … he thought for a moment how best to describe it …. “more of a magical transformation.”

“So, could you show me? We’ll get to werewolves later,” she countered, shaking her head, not quite believing they were really having this conversation.

He nodded, walked to the middle of the room, and toed off his loafers. Straightening, he slowly started to strip. Quinn unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the floor. Unbuckling his belt, his pants and boxers followed suit.

Torie gasped. She knew he was built, but even her vivid imagination couldn’t have prepared her for seeing him. He was incredible! The epitome of a true warrior, stood tall and regal before her. His arms were corded, the right one covered in tribal ink. His broad chest was covered with a dusting of golden hair that tapered down to a well-formed six-pack. His shaft was semi erect. She could easily discern that he was much bigger than any man she had ever been with. His thighs were thick and well-formed, and his calves were made for running. He was strength personified.

Suddenly the air in the room felt charged. There was a slight shimmering around the tall warrior, an audible ‘pop,’ and Quinn was gone. A huge silver wolf stood in his place. A silver wolf with Quinn’s blue eyes.

Torie was frozen in place, trying to take it all in. She saw it, but was struggling to convince herself that it had actually happened. Slowly, the wolf padded over to her. She sat quietly, watching his approach. His muzzle bumped her hand. Without thinking, she automatically patted his head and scratched behind his ears. Pulling her hand back quickly, she gasped, “Oh geez, I’m sorry Quinn. I didn’t mean to pet you like a dog,” her face reddened furiously.

He nudged her hand again, stepped closer, and licked her face. Quinn sat back on his haunches with his head cocked to the side, tongue lolling out. Torie couldn’t help but laugh. Leave it to Quinn to ease her no matter what shape he was in.

Author Madison Granger

Author Madison Granger

Author Bio:

Madison Granger is a free-spirited late bloomer that stubbornly believes dreams can come true, never giving up, and you’re never too old to try new things. She proved that to herself, and others, when at the age of 30, she got her first horse and went on to become a three-time National Champion in the show ring.

While having a love for books all of her life, Madison had never tried her hand at writing. After having a story in her head for over three years, in the later part of her life, she has written her first book. She is now well on her way to creating a series for her beloved Kindred warriors.

Madison lives in southern Louisiana. Working full-time as a secretary, she still manages to find time to write. When not working or writing, Madison enjoys reading and spending time with friends and family. Follow her on:

Facebook:

https://www.facebook.com/MadisonGrangerAuthor

https://www.facebook.com/MadisonGrangerKindredSeries/

Twitter:

https://twitter.com/MadisonGranger

Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/author/madisongranger

Goodreads:

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29745345-phoenix-rising

Pinterest:

https://www.pinterest.com/mgrangerauthor/

Instagram:

https://www.instagram.com/madisongrangerauthor/

Publisher:

https://www.eclecticbardbooks.com/

Website:    

 https://www.MadisonGranger.com/

That sounds like some serious summer heat up there.  I may have to invest in a signed copy. It’s on my to be read list,  but I am terrible about reading my ebooks when I have shiny slick covered books demanding my attention.

If you’re in the mood for some summer heat/ shifter romance check  out Madison’s debut!

Write on my friends, write on!

Ellie

An Eerie Operetta


I have the pleasure of hosting my good friend V.L.Locey once again. This woman cranks them out at an astonishing pace.  Her latest release, An Eerie Operetta is an Erotic M/M Shifter Romance.  Can you imagine a skunk shifter?  Well V. L. has! Please welcome my guest today,  V.L. Locey. (She didn’t bring zombie hunters this time!)

Thank you, Ellie, for hosting me yet again!

Hello everyone, I’m V.L. Locey and I’m an erotic romance author. I dabble in a few genres as well as cross boundaries and pen both M/F and M/M romances. Just call me a rebel! I know that there are old rules about writing and that many feel that those rules should not be broken. One of those rules is that authors should never cross genres.

I respectfully disagree. I see nothing wrong with an author writing about zombies then leaping into a western if that is what the writer wishes to do. If Authoress Alice wishes to cross genre lines to write an M/M sports romance, why not? The world is too full of restrictions that try to strangle our creativity. I firmly believe that readers are savvy enough to know if they wish to follow Authoress Alice from her last M/F historical romance into an M/M sports romance. Sometimes readers will follow a favorite author into a new genre and discover that they enjoy it!

Here’s the cover teaser: 

Templeton Reed, skunk shifter, is having trouble sharing a mansion with wolf shifters, even if one is his beloved Mikel, the alpha of the pack. Winter has settled over Lupei mansion and cabin fever is pushing the pack into rowdy behavior. To counter the boredom, and to instill some decorum into his fellow wolves, Mikel announces a trip to the opera is in order.

At first, Templeton is thrilled to be attending such a prestigious event. He is, after all, a lesser breed, and has never been privy to such glamorous entertainment. Sadly, what starts out as a night of opulence and refinement turns into a murder mystery when Templeton discovers a body in the cheap seats. Who, or what, has killed one of the elite of the Lake Erie shifter community? Who is the stranger that arrives to oversee the murder investigation and why is he insisting on staying at Lupei Manor? Will Templeton survive long enough to see act two?

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Excerpt:

 “Our carriage will be waiting,” Mikel said. I nodded in understanding. The cold was bracing after the humidity of so many tightly packed bodies in the ship`s lounge. I inhaled to clear the overlap of perfume and cologne from my nose. We wasted no time in finding the Lupei carriage. It was a huge black and red carriage attached to four ebony steeds pawing at the cobblestone street.

“You higher breeds and your need to cling to the past,” I said with a shake of my head as I climbed inside.

“It’s not all of us,” Mikel replied, sitting down beside me on a velvet-covered seat. “I would be just as happy to use a limo, but protocol must be adhered to. One does not arrive at the Osterman Opera House in anything less than a four-horse. It is simply not done.” He mimed one of the old puma matriarchs we had chatted with during the boat ride. The way he wrinkled his patrician nose was quite adorable. I wanted to kiss him passionately, for his humor always appealed, but didn’t. Dave and Eddie had seen us exchange goodbye pecks, but nothing more than that. I patted his thick thigh instead as I chuckled at the impersonation. The Halfling driver cracked a sharp-sounding whip. The carriage jerked as the horses took off into the night.

“Where exactly is the Osterman located?” I asked as we bounced along a road much older than I was. I knew that the opera house had been named after Oliver Osterman, one of the first of our kind to settle along the shores of Erie. Aside from that, I knew little, as it was intended. If we lessers knew nothing of the excesses of the aristocracy then we would not grow envious. Or so the elders had thought. Fools, the whole lot of them.

“If I told you I would have to kill you,” the alpha replied. I turned my head to look deeply into his eyes. I quickly saw the humor.

“Funny,” I said with a practiced eye roll. I removed my speckled glasses to dry them with my handkerchief.

“I try. Actually, I’m not sure of its exact whereabouts. I do know we’re travelling north, but aside from that I couldn’t say. Personally, I never cared to find out when I was younger. My father and mother were avid operagoer’s who dragged my sister and me along to ensure we had culture to counteract our bloody natures. Thankfully, as I matured, I grew to love the classics.”

Mikel grew wistful as he always did discussing his family. I knew enough to let him work out the taking of his sister’s life in his own way. I did lean my head on his shoulder as I wiped my spectacles. He placed a kiss to my hair then fell into silence.

“So,” I said to Dave and Eddie as I inspected my lenses, “you two are rather quiet. Did one of the cats get your tongues?” I snorted at my own wittiness.

“We don’t fit in,” Dave mumbled. I squinted at the two men across from us through highly smudged glasses. They looked miserable.

“Of course you do. You look quite dashing,” I said as I rubbed a lens with more vigor. “Also, you’re part of the Lake Erie pack. That gives you both standing far above what I have. Why, any wolven mama would be proud to mate her bitch pup to either one of you.”

They were saved from having to reply by the slowing of the carriage. Cursing my need to wear glasses, I shoved the smeared spectacles back onto my face. The driver opened the door. Mikel waved off the man in fine red and black livery. I stepped down cautiously, not wanting to fall flat on my face in front of the famous Osterman…

“By the elders,” I gasped when I lay eyes on the opera house.

 

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Author Bio:

 V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a flock of assorted goofy domestic fowl, and  two steers: one named after a famous N.H.L. goalie while the other carries the moniker of a 60`s pop legend.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.

I love to meet new friends and fans! You can find me at-

Facebook- https://www.facebook.com/pages/VL-Locey/124405447678452

Twitter- https://twitter.com/vllocey

Pinterest-http://www.pinterest.com/vllocey/

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5807700.V_L_Locey

My blog- http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

tsú – https://www.tsu.co/vllocey

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Reality Check (Book Four of the To Love a Wildcat Series)

Language of Love (Book Five of the To Love a Wildcat Series)

Tumble Dry

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Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 3″ He’s a Lumberjack and He`s Undead

Love of the Hunter

Goaltender`s Penalty

All I Want for Christmas

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Coming in 2015 exclusively from Torquere Press . . . Early to Rise – A Toms & Tabbies Tale.