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Thursday, September 18, 2014

Excerpt Thursday - The Huntress

My New Adult Series

Paranormal / Fantasy
OUT TODAY!




What would you do if you woke up in another realm where the residents are beings from fictional tales?


Where all those things that go bump in the night are real and other realities do exist!!




Damariss Maxx just woke up in a world where all those things that go bump in the night are real.

An alternate realm where the residents are beings she thought only existed in fiction.

Will she find the way to keep life normal and simple for those unknowing without losing her own sanity?

All she has to do now is find a way to protect the people in her world from the nightmares that have bleed from this other realm into it and fulfill a prophecy that says she's their huntress queen or doom this other world to a bleak, violent existence.

Neon green eyes moved over me and then paused on the arm still behind my back.  He sneered and steeped towards me again.
Taking a nice wide stance, I braced myself for some action and pulled the raptor free.  With a very practiced move, I flipped it from a hidden position to plain sight.  I locked eyes with him.  “You.  Back off now or I will slice you a whole new lifestyle.”
He stopped and there was no mistaking the shock on his face.  I heard a few snickers, but wasn’t about to look away from a pissy male that had just been put on pause by a woman half his size, even one that was having a bad day.
“Stand down.” A voice of definite authority ended all motion and sound in the room.
My glowing aggressor stepped back and moved aside so I had a clear sight line to the man behind the desk.  Nothing on him was glowing. To be honest, he was most likely the nicest-looking piece of man I’d ever seen.  The am-I-drooling-on-myself kind of nice.  He had long blonde hair that made my own look blunt and in need of some serious conditioning therapy.  His face was taken right off some Greek god lineage of masculine beauty and slapped onto what looked like a body to match—at least the part I could see above the desk.
“Everyone move back and let our guest have a little breathing room.”
Like soldiers marching, the six light-radiating beings stepped back as far as furniture and walls would allow.  The Greek Adonis gave a small nod of approval and then looked at me.  Hazel eyes with long lashes that made me jealous looked at me patiently.  Feeling really awkward, I slid the blade back into the sheath on my back and stood up straight.  Slowly his eyes moved to the only body that hadn’t moved away from me.
“Quinton, I was beginning to worry.  You’ve been gone three nights.”
“I was safe enough.” Again there was barely a trace of the lisp, as if he tried harder to conceal it then he had with me.
“I don’t doubt it, but next time call or at least turn on your phone.”
Phone?  Music to my ears thank you very much for this weirdness, now call me a cab.
“Please take a seat.”
Eyes widening, I looked back to see him looking at me.  Glancing around at the others, I moved and sat on the edge of a chair closest to the door, trying to stay at an angle that let me see if one of the glow-brights made a move toward me.
Quinton came over and stood behind the chair, his sad eyes conveying he had my back.  At this point I’d take what I could get.
The white haired one moved around to stand behind the desk. He crossed his arms, green eyes shooting darts at me.  One of the others moved over and stood behind him. He wasn’t as unearthly looking, with a dimmer shade of blue aura and red eyes.
“She’s looking at us like she can see us.” One of them said with fear in his voice.
Were my eyes supposed to be obscured?  I could see them and I wasn’t sure who but I could definitely smell one of them too and he was long overdue for a little personal hygiene.  Slowly they moved to stand where I could see them, my first thought right after you’re screwed was all those horror movie marathons were coming back to get me.  All that was missing at this point was the screaming damsel —oh wait, I could play that part.  I wasn’t much of a screamer and rarely freaked out, but there’s always a first time.
Glancing around the room again, hoping I’d missed the flashing exit sign I noticed the looks I was receiving ranged from shock to disdain.  Except for the cutie behind the desk.  Actually he fit more into the hottie category and leaned heavily to the sophisticated side of life with the way he just sat there observing everything.
Raising a hand, he waved off the others from speaking.  “Do you know how you got here?”
Saving the lengthy explanations on my own personal theories I just shook my head in answer.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
He seemed like he was really trying to help me.  I shrugged.  “Not much, I was chasing down a bounty.”
“You’re a bounty hunter?”
I nodded and then froze when there were several gasps and sounds of shock in the room.  Quinton sounded like he sighed in relief. I hoped that meant a bounty hunter was good thing in this place.  “Where the hell is this?”
He leaned forward on the desk and looked like he was trying to think of a way to explain it to me.  “This is Alterealm, which is more or less the same time, same place as you came from, just a slightly different reality.” He smirked.  “I believe we’re what nightmares are based on.” 
Raising an eyebrow, I looked around at the guys with their own light systems built in and their pimped out eyes.  “Are you seriously telling me that all those things that go bump in the night are true?”
The sexy one behind the desk flashed red eyes and I’m not kidding, fangs at me for a few seconds, just long enough to make sure I caught it all.
“Proof enough?”



Available in several formats at


I will list the other links on my J. Risk site as soon as I have them.

Jacqueline Paige
Step into a world of magic and passions. . .
All Things Paranormal
http://j-risk.webs.com/




Thursday, September 11, 2014

Excerpt Thursday - After the Silence Bree (4)


One woman’s journey through the chaotic new world.

Those left standing make the paths for the future generations.


When the Mother Nature decides she’s had enough and begins to fight back, survival takes on a whole new meaning.  If the earth is the enemy – there are no rules and all you can do is try to survive the odds.

Those the planet allowed to live still have to survive the trials of the virus. If you manage to come out of it alive you are left with some form of mutation that could give you an ability that could be harmless or lethal.

Bree Taylor is the last survivor of her family.  With no other choice she sets off on her own to escape the clutches of the new government’s army—that does not place safety and security in their code of behavior only the highest bidder get their protection and loyalty.

Living in a world of unstable climate changes becomes a journey she won’t soon forget.  She has to be prepared for anything at all times out in the new country and has to be wary of every person she meets. All while staying out of the path of the new army.




When I stopped feeling thirsty, I knew I’d reached some sort of bridge.  A person should always feel thirst to some degree I imagined.  My stomach, was insistently reminding me that I hadn’t had more than a few sips in the time I’d been here—I still didn’t try to identify what the taste had been.  With each second I lay there in the dark, I felt myself starting to accept not getting out of here. 
My teeth hurt from trying to chew the cord around my wrists to free my hands.  Why they only tied my hands I didn’t know, was I a threat to the two men that were always outside the door? In my weakened state probably not much of one, unless they were afraid I’d flick dirt off the floor at them when they came in.
Jerking awake I stopped and listened, a wolf howled and tears rolled down my cheeks.  I didn’t think I had any fluid left inside me to come out.  Would Kismet stick with Tremor?  I lie there gasping through my tears wishing some nice and seemingly normal person would come across them and look out for them.  Would that be asking too much?  Rubbing my filth covered hands over my cheeks I tried to erase the tears along with the guilt that I had failed the two creatures I called friends.
Drifting off I thought of Bobby and hoped he made it to the mountains in one piece.  As hard as I tried not to think about Kane, I did anyways.  Would he know what happened to me or just wander around trying to pick up my trail and find where I’d settled.  I wasn’t going to be settling anywhere—I now admitted it. 
Closing my eyes I rested my head back against the hard dirt floor and pictured Kane’s silver eyes and that look he gave me when I annoyed him in some way.  He’d carry on, as he had been doing before I met him and those he looked out for would forever be grateful.
****
My eyes popped open and it took me several seconds to remember where I was.  My hip had pains shooting through it and I wanted to scream, but breathing took all the energy I had, there was none to spare for moaning out loud.  The voices outside drifted within hearing and I strained to hear what they said.  Was I being moved now?  I fought to keep my eyes open to be aware when they did come inside.  For half a second I could have sworn I heard Kane on the other side of the wall.  I knew I was delirious now. 
I listened some more, trying to keep my focus.  What were they doing out there?  I couldn’t identify the sounds.  Carrying something heavy maybe with all the grunting?  I smirked alone in the dark; at least my imagination hadn’t left me. 
I heard a noise that rang so familiar I had to sit up, something had growled on the other side of the wall.  In all the time they had kept me here I had not heard a dog or any noise that would lead me to believe there was one here.  The growl was louder and a memory crawled down my spine.  I had either lost all sense or Kismet was outside.



Part one is on sale for $0.99

AVAILABLE AT


Jacqueline Paige
Step into a world of magic and passions. . .
All Things Paranormal
http://j-risk.webs.com/



Wednesday, September 10, 2014

What's coming up - contests and more!

I can't believe it's September already, where did the summer go?
To distract myself from the impending bletch season (s.n.o.w) and to celebrate the completion of Volume One of After the Silence - Bree I'm giving stuff away!!
I'll list all the details shortly.  I also have a new round of tour/guest stops lined up and an event you're not going to want to miss in October.

Okay, now for the informational part of this post...

News:
I just signed a contract with Class Act Books for Cafe Serenity!  I don't have a release date yet, but I'll add it to the sidebar when I know.

Where paranormal meets normal and serenity is the last thing you'll find.

September 18th is release day for:

After the Silence - Bree (part 4)  

One Woman's journey through a chaotic new world.




This is the last part of the volume.  The first part of Volume two will be released in November Kane's story.
One man battle the past and fights for the future.


I also have the first book in a new NA series coming out on the 18th


The Alterealm Series - Book 1 - The Huntress

Where all those things that go bump in the night are real ...



Contests:

I have a few different contests / giveaways going on..
The first one I put up on Rafflecopter to help me keep track of.



It starts now and runs until October 24th.

It's easy to enter...


and follow at Twitter :  @JacqPaige

comment at any of the places I'll be (the list is below)

Each week I'm going to giveaway ebooks from After the Silence - Bree
also I have a few limited print copies (not for sale anywhere) of each of the four parts of the first Volume, so I'm going to be giving those to winners as well.

The big prize will be  signed advanced print copy of the full volume of After the Silence - Bree.  I haven't even seen this yet - it doesn't come out until January 2015 !!!

I'll be choosing the Grand prize winner on October 24th @ the Apocalyptic Halloween event

Sam Cheever, 10 more authors and I are going to be getting our Apocalyptic Mojo on.
Here's the list of authors and info HALLOWEEN

Where:   
(I will be adding to this list and have more giveaway stops happening, I just have to get final confirmation before I start spreading the word)

September 15 Spotlight
The Wormhole

September 18 Spotlight
Deb Sanders

September 22 Spotlight

September 25 Guest blog
Roxanne’s Realm


September 29 Guest blog
Fang-tastic Books

September 30 Spotlight
Lisa’s World of Books

October 3 Character Interview
Eclipse Reviews

October 6 Guest blog and review
JeanzBookReadNReview   

October 8 Interview
Mythical Books

October 13 Spotlight
The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom

October 14 Spotlight
Share My Destiny

October 17 Interview
Darkest Cravings

October 20 Spotlight
Sizzling Book Blog   

October 24th
Apocalyptic Romance Clubhouse

October 30 Spotlight
Sapphyria's Book Reviews  

Jacqueline Paige
Step into a world of magic and passions. . .
All Things Paranormal
http://j-risk.webs.com/

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Excerpt Thursday Salvation



Grasping the steering wheel, she slowly lowered her forehead 
to rest on it. A strange, yet familiar feeling prickled across the 
back of her neck. She didn’t raise her head, just smiled into the 
steering wheel. “You could do something to help.”

She lifted her head slowly, afraid to move too fast, and turned 
to look beside her. She watched the image of the man she’d been 
seeing for years become clearer. If she focused hard enough, he 
would almost appear to be real. Many times over the years she 
thought she was seeing things, possibly ghosts, but it was only 
ever him.

He gaped at her, his shock more than obvious. “How...you can 
see me? Truly?”

Randy sat there wanting to reach out and hug him. 
Hallucinations didn’t talk—did they? His voice was rough and 
deep, and she’d never been happier to hear someone speak. “I 
more or less sense you most of the time, but if I focus hard enough 
I can see you.” She looked at the scar across his left cheek. “You’re 
very clear today.”

He frowned. “And you can hear me?”

Randy tried not to grin. “I’m answering you, aren’t I?”

“That’s impossible...”

“And yet, here we are talking and being all visible-like.” She 
looked at him, from his long ebony black hair down to his black 
worn boots.


 Two centuries of not existing is about to change...


Lost in a place between living and dying, confined to roam endlessly over the same grounds for all eternity and cursed to never be seen again, Jareth wanders through time alone and longing for the sea once more. When he realizes there is one thing he yearns for more than he ever did the sea, he is tossed into a world he is unfamiliar with.
Stuck with a life that never goes her way, Miranda is determined to get at least one thing she wants. When that one thing turns out to be a sexy pirate that lived over two hundred years ago, she finds herself faced with more than one challenge to have him.
Can they break the curse and be together?


Jacqueline Paige
Step into a world of magic and passions. . .
All Things Paranormal
http://j-risk.webs.com/



Friday, August 29, 2014

The Alterealm Series is coming...







Book 1


The HUNTRESS

Coming September 18th 



New Adult Paranormal Fantasy Romance


What would you do if you woke up in another realm where the residents are beings from fictional tales?


Where all those things that go bump in the night are real and other realities do exist!!



Damariss Maxx just woke up in a world where all those things that go bump in the night are real. 

An alternate realm where the residents are beings she thought only existed in fiction.

Will she find the way to keep life normal and simple for those unknowing without losing her own sanity?

All she has to do now is find a way to protect the people in her world from the nightmares that have bleed from this other realm into it and fulfill a prophecy that says she's their huntress queen or doom this other world to a bleak, violent existence.


Excerpt:
Knocking once, he opened the door and went in.  I stepped in behind him and used him for cover as I looked around to scope out what I was going into.  There was no giant to be seen.  There were half a dozen really big guys standing, leaning or lounging, all facing a man sitting behind a desk.  The part that had me reach for the comfort of my raptor was that not one of them except the guy behind the desk seemed—human.
They weren’t like my giant puppy guy with the sappy eyes, no that would be okay at this point.  What they were, was, well I didn’t know.  They looked normal enough, yet their skin glowed and their eyes were bright colors; anything from green to lava red.  I’d wanted new shades besides orange. Definitely a be-careful-what- you-wish-for moment.
“Troy.”  Puppy man said without a single ish that I noticed. “I found her in the wasteland, she just appeared.”
My shaking hand grasped the handle tightly behind my back.
“Did you check her for weapons?”  A large creature with neon green eyes and long white hair, that gave him a glow of white all over stalked toward me.  He was dressed all in black leather like a biker and I found that to be the only normal thing about him.
“Back off Welsley.” My finder stepped forward and blocked this other thing’s path.
“Move aside Quapple or I’ll have to move you.  We can’t let a stranger just walk in here.”
My protector’s shoulders slumped and that alone made me want to stick my blade into Welsley just for being a big glowy jerk.  Glancing over his shoulder at me, his brown eyes apologizing, I gave him a little nod and stepped over so there was no one between the white guy and my path.
Neon green eyes moved over me and then paused on the arm still behind my back.  He sneered and steeped towards me again.
Taking a nice wide stance, I braced myself for some action and pulled the raptor free.  With a very practiced move, I flipped it from a hidden position to plain sight.  I locked eyes with him.  “You.  Back off now or I will slice you a whole new lifestyle.”
He stopped and there was no mistaking the shock on his face.  I heard a few snickers, but wasn’t about to look away from a pissy male that had just been put on pause by a woman half his size, even one that was having a bad day.
“Stand down.” A voice of definite authority ended all motion and sound in the room.
My glowing aggressor stepped back and moved aside so I had a clear sight line to the man behind the desk.  Nothing on him was glowing. To be honest, he was most likely the nicest-looking piece of man I’d ever seen.  The am-I-drooling-on-myself kind of nice.  He had long blonde hair that made my own look blunt and in need of some serious conditioning therapy.  His face was taken right off some Greek god inage of masculine beauty and slapped onto what looked like a body to match—at least the part I could see above the desk.
“Everyone move back and let our guest have a little breathing room.”
Like soldiers marching, the six light-radiating beings stepped back as far as furniture and walls would allow.  The Greek Adonis gave a small nod of approval and then looked at me.  Hazel eyes with long lashes that made me jealous looked at me patiently.  Feeling really awkward, I slid the blade back into the sheath on my back and stood up straight.  Slowly his eyes moved to the only body that hadn’t moved away from me.
“Quinton, I was beginning to worry.  You’ve been gone three nights.”
“I was safe enough.” Again there was barely a trace of the lisp, as if he tried harder to conceal it then he had with me.
“I don’t doubt it, but next time call or at least turn on your phone.”
Phone?  Music to my ears thank you very much for this weirdness, now call me a cab.
“Please take a seat.”
Eyes widening, I looked back to see him looking at me.  Glancing around at the others, I moved and sat on the edge of a chair closest to the door, trying to stay at an angle that let me see if one of the glow-brights made a move toward me.
Quinton came over and stood behind the chair, his sad eyes conveying he had my back.  At this point I’d take what I could get.
The white haired one moved around to stand behind the desk. He crossed his arms, green eyes shooting darts at me.  One of the others moved over and stood behind him. He wasn’t as unearthly looking, with a dimmer shade of blue aura and red eyes.
“She’s looking at us like she can see us.” One of them said with fear in his voice.
Were my eyes supposed to be obscured?  I could see them and I wasn’t sure who but I could definitely smell one of them too and he was long overdue for a little personal hygiene.  Slowly they moved to stand where I could see them, my first thought right after you’re screwed was all those horror movie marathons were coming back to get me.  All that was missing at this point was the screaming damsel —oh wait, I could play that part.  I wasn’t much of a screamer and rarely freaked out, but there’s always a first time.

About J. Risk:   (J.Risk website)

I wanted to write a story that would fit into young adult, new adult and adult levels. Something that
was serious with fun elements—paranormal / fantasy that everyone could read and enjoy.

I've even decided to use J. Risk as the pen name for this to separate this series from my other writing which is definitely adult reading material.


Author Jacqueline Paige

(Multi-published Paranormal Romance author of The Magic Seasons series, The Hidden Senses Trilogy, The Dream Series and more)






Thursday, August 28, 2014

Excerpt Thursday Solitary Witchling



Maddy sighed and closed the book.  She stood there debating on whether to go out and tell Colin help was on the way, or to sit here and try to figure it out more before Ginger got here.  Colin came bolting into the room.
“A woman just came out of your tree!”  He looked over his shoulder and then back to her.
Maddy grimaced, she probably should have warned him about that.  “She’s come to help figure this out.”
He turned and watched as the woman reached the house.  “A-and popping out of a tree is okay?”
Maddy glanced behind him to see Ginger coming in.  “Uh, yeah.” 
Colin turned and backed up to the desk, then perched on the edge of it.
Ginger came in the room and stopped short, looking at the man leaning on the desk.  “Oh, I hadn’t thought to ask if it was a man from our community, but I see by the look on his face he’s not.”

Colin shook his head and sighed a loud breath, “Lady, I don’t even think we’re from the same planet.”


Previously released as Twice Cursed

Releasing October ' 14 from First Realm Publishing after rewrites and new scenes.
Cover coming soon!

Maddy is the oldest witchling to ever attend the Hidden Cove Academy, having been cursed as a teen; she's forced to have a solitary life outside of her own magical community. With her magic so dangerously unpredictable, she rarely takes the chance on mixing with the general public.

From one harmless trip to a museum she finds herself spellbound yet again by an invisible boundary, caused by a three hundred year old curse, dictating that Maddy must stay close to the stunningly sexy Colin.

Being stuck with a tall, dark, incredibly lick-able stranger can't be all that bad, right? Until they discover if they get too close the spirits bound with the curse will take over their bodies ... at the same time if they're too far from one another the curse will kill them both.

Will the curse's secrets be unraveled in time or does certain death await them both?


Excerpt from Magic Seasons

Jacqueline Paige
Step into a world of magic and passions. . .
All Things Paranormal
http://j-risk.webs.com/

Romance Radio Network Interview- Twice Cursed