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Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
A Cat's Tale by Melissa Snark
Josephine Young is a petite Asian woman in her early
twenties with delicate bone structure and startling blue eyes. She possesses
cat-like grace and is capable of staring without blinking for extended periods
of time. Although she appears fully human, one still receives the distinct
impression that her tail is twitching.
Interviewer: Ms. Young, welcome to the Daily Show.
Josephine (smiles): Hello! And thank you. Please, my name is Josephine. My friends call me Josie. I'd like to
thank my host for having me as a guest today.
Interviewer: I understand that you're the heroine of A Cat's Tale? Please tell us a
little bit more about yourself.
Josephine: Well, I'm
a pure bred seal point Siamese. I'm
also a shapechanger. I was born in Florida and used to live with a little
old lady from Pensacola before a vampire catnapped me.
Interviewer: Goodness that sounds terrible. Was it traumatic?
Josephine: Oh, absolutely! That leech held me captive for three years as a blood
pet. I suffered an awful amount of torment.
Interviewer: But you're free now.
Josephine: Well,
the vamp met with a dusty fate so I'm on my own for the first time in my life. Independence is a little bit scary but I'm
enjoying it.
Interviewer: That's wonderful. Now, let's take a moment and talk about your story—A
CAT'S TALE. I understand that the hero isn't exactly the same... Erm, what's
the best way to put this?
Josephine: Creature?
Interviewer: Yes, that's it!
Josephine (sniffs): Jared is a werewolf.
Interviewer: So yours is a cross-species romance?
Josephine: I suppose you could say that.
Interviewer: How did you and Jared meet?
Josephine: In a bar. He was very attracted to me—naturally.
At the time, I thought he was sorta cute but nothing to write home about.
Anyway, I slipped a horse tranquilizer into his drink and abducted him.
Interviewer: Good grief!
Josephine (innocent look): What?
Interview: You
must be kidding?
Josephine (blank stare)
Interviewer: I can see you're not kidding. Well, Jared must have been upset.
Josephine (grins): Yes, he was furious.
Interviewer: So, when you fight—it's like cats and dogs?
Josephine (huffs in obvious irritation): Look, I understand where you're going with this
but I'm not interested in labels. Jared and I may not be a conventional couple,
but that doesn't mean we should be
treated like a spectacle.
Interviewer (clears throat): Let's try a less inflammatory topic. Josie, what is
that you enjoy doing in your free time.
Josephine: I enjoy all the things other girls do: endless
hours grooming, long naps in the sun, a little bit of nip now and then.
Interviewer: Uh, yes. I can see how that makes you just like other girls.
Tell me, do you embrace your uniqueness, or have you always just wanted to fit
in?
Josephine (brow lifts): Fit into what? I'm extremely limber. I can
squeeze my body through any opening my head fits through, and as a cat, I'm not
very large. So sure, I guess you could say that I can fit into almost anything…
I'm very talented at getting into trouble too or so Jared says.
Interviewer: Uh, so you're just a conventional cat-girl.
Josephine: Exactly!
Interviewer: Is Jared
as unconventional as you?
Josephine: My man is a werewolf, but he's not all that
different from other wolves, at least not that I've noticed. I wouldn't call
him unconventional. Snarky and something of a smart ass, maybe… Jared is also a firefighter which resulted in
unfortunate and really bad jokes when we first met. I won't go into details,
but I'm sure you can imagine.
Interviewer: Yes,
I can imagine. Unfortunately, our time is running out. Josie, do you have
anything else you'd like to share with our readers. Any dark secrets?
Josephine (unblinking): I can't
tell you or I'd have to kill you.
Interviewer: I
can't tell if you're kidding. That's really disturbing. Er, one last
question. If you could do anything
without concern for consequences, what would it be?
Josephine (smirks): Give a
werewolf a hot foot.
Interviewer: And
that's all the time we have today! Everyone, please give Josephine Young a
hand!
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Alpha werewolf, Jared Kohl, wakes up in a vampire’s dungeon, swearing revenge upon the wily Siamese werecat who lured him there with her sultry lips and the sweetest tail. To escape his undead captor, all he has to do is seduce the skittish puss and show her that trust is often a hot and hard lesson to learn.
Enslaved feline shifter, Josephine
Young, has learned the hard way not to believe in anything or anyone—not men,
not love, and certainly not the blood-sucking mistress who tossed her into the
cage with the hungry beast she’d betrayed. But Josephine does what she must to
survive, including tempting the dominant werewolf to give her more than
promises.
Imprisoned for their blood, Jared
and Josephine fight for survival and discover a passion that neither can walk
away from. Can these two predators survive long enough to prove that cats and
dogs can be more than enemies?
~Excerpt~
“Ooph.” Jared’s
breath expelled from his lungs with the sudden addition of Josephine atop his
chest. The cot creaked under the strain of their combined weight.
The curious
blue-eyed cat shoved her head between the werewolf and his book. He had been
ignoring her for hours to read. It was unacceptable. “Whatcha doing?”
“Plotting to take
over the world. What the hell does it look like I’m doing?” He closed his book.
“Don’t be surly.”
She stuck the pad of her palm against his chin and brushed his lips with her
knuckles. “No one likes a grumpy werewolf.”
“Funny, I don’t
recall ever worrying about my popularity.”
“You should.”
Josephine watched as he set the book aside. “Does Shakespeare say anything
about cats?”
Beneath her, Jared
contemplated in silence, his chest rising and falling with comfortable
regularity. “In Othello, he says, ‘Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind
puppies.’”
“Ouch! Hey, no
claws!” Jared jumped as Josephine’s claws dug into his bare chest; he grabbed
her and lifted her. His laughter echoed through the small cell.
“Something more
flattering.”
“Henry IV: ‘I am
as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.’” He lowered her to rest upon his chest
again.
~About the Author~
Fast Facts About
Melissa Snark:
Melissa Snark
is published with The Wild Rose Press & as an Indie author with four
different titles.
Her Loki's
Wolves series includes THE CHILD THIEF, HUNGER MOON AND BATTLE CRY (to be
released June 2014).
Her novel THE
MATING GAME, an erotic paranormal title will be released in Spring 2014.
She lives in the
San Francisco bay area with her husband, three children and a glaring of cats.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2014
The Illuminated Witch Blog Spot
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Celina has always been alone, until the new Master, Javed, draws
her close. But danger and passion are never far away.
After years of struggling alone, Celina—a witchling of immense
power—must find her place in the world of vampires.
But while Javed is building a new nest—the first new one in a
century—and struggling to overcome his own demons, an ancient evil stirs.
Now with Celina in danger, time running out and the demands of a
fledgling nest, can their love possibly overcome every obstacle?
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Excerpt:
Celina grabbed her aching head. Another headache, just like the
day before, but perhaps it was more violent. Her stomach lurched uncertainly
and she rubbed her belly while it heaved and roiled. It was only four in the
afternoon, too early to head home, but she glanced around the office, looking
vainly for an escape.
“Hey, Celina? Can you cover for me tomorrow? I’m going to call
in sick ‘cause I’ve got a hot date tomorrow night,” Sylvia, her cubicle mate,
whispered to her excitedly.
Celina closed her eyes. Great. Just what I need. “Honestly? Syl,
I don’t know. I’m not feeling so great.” She mumbled a little, knowing what
Sylvia’s reaction would be.
“Have you been to see the doctor yet?”
Celina swivelled in her seat and cast a dark glance at her
workmate. “I’m going to call—” Her words ended abruptly as the lights dimmed
and went out. “Damn… This is like the third time this month. What the hell is
going on?” The heat of the office space swelled as the air conditioning failed.
The cloying scents of a multitude of perfumes and hot sweaty bodies in the
summer wave closed in on her.
Celina’s tummy jostled once more, demanding her attention. She
rose, racing unerringly to the bathroom, making it just in time to empty the
contents violently into the toilet. The clunk of the door somewhere behind
alerted her to the fact that she was no longer alone. She sighed loudly. Sylvia
had followed her, she knew. The sound of wood banging closed reverberated off
the walls. The ensuing echo splintered her thoughts.
“Celina, you have to see the doctor.” There was concern in
Sylvia’s voice and Celina shied away from it.
Celina leaned limply against the wall of the stall, the dim
security lighting flickering in and out. “Yeah, I think you’re right.” She
didn’t want to face it, but the headaches had become an almost everyday
occurrence in the past few months. One she’d tried to ignore, but with little
success. But something had to be wrong. Her stomach quivered at the possible
reasons.
She pushed away from the wall and headed for the sink, turned
the tap and was rewarded by the sound of running water. Celina scooped the
liquid up, washed her face and swilled some around in her mouth, trying to
banish the sour taste. Her knees shook like wet noodles beneath her.
“Okay, I’ll ring in the morning and see how soon I can get in
for an appointment.” A sound from outside caught her hearing, a thudding noise,
as if someone was testing the door. She wouldn’t be able to hide from the
problems for much longer and right now, she really needed some air. “We’d
better get out there.”
“Yeah. Okay.” She heard the concern in Sylvia’s voice. “Will you
be okay to get home?”
They slowly made their way through the door and back into the
office, where the blast of heat and the waft of body essences made her want to
gag again. She struggled through one shallow breath then another.
“I’m planning on going straight home anyway.” Celina shuffled
towards her desk and groped around in the dark, hunting for her phone. She
grasped it in her damp hand and pressed the screen, waiting for it to lighten
sufficiently to see her desk. She spied her bag and opened the desk to find her
keys. “It looks like these are going to be out for a while. Can you…?” She
indicated the light fittings, then towards the office at the end of the row,
hoping Sylvia would understand.
“I’ll go tell the supervisor. You go on. Head home and take some
painkillers.”
With a small nod, which she quickly regretted as a pulse wavered
through her throbbing skull, Celina headed to the emergency stairs. As she
passed desks she saw others grabbing up their items, including laptops. No
doubt they obviously thought the same thing.
Finally she made her way down the fourteen flights of
stairs. On the way she heard many voices, some shrill and others filled with
laughter in the darkness. Here and there she caught glimpses of light, probably
from mobiles, illuminating the gloom.
One foot after another she plodded down the steps, her head
aching viciously and finally, light glowed ahead and a breeze started to clear
the stuffy wooliness from her head.
* * * *
Javed shook his head. The missive he held in his hands filled
him with emotions he hadn’t experienced in hundreds of years. He knew what it
was. It was confusion. The sense of having the carpet jerked out from beneath
him. His hands felt clammy.
“So… That’s your destiny, there in your hands.”
His hand shook and the sound of parchment moving back and forth
filled the air. He held not just his destiny, but also that of so many others.
He glanced at Xavier, his master, and Hope. They were two very
powerful vampires as well as his friends. “I don’t know what to say.”
Hope rose and glided towards him. “You don’t have to say
anything. We will say it all. Your leaving us on one level makes us sad, but
you will be a master in your own right. You’ve earned this.”
Javed wanted to sputter and stop her words, but he couldn’t. The
intent of the letter was clear. On the night of the next full moon, Cressida
would grant him his own nest. He would be elevated to the position of master.
If that wasn’t enough to accept, there was the knowledge that
there hadn’t been a new house in over a century.
There was so much to do. So many decisions to make and all of
them would fall on him. He would need to choose a Yeux Secondes, the human who
would oversee the financial and day-to-day aspects of the nest. He would also
require a second, a guardian who would stand at his side. A fellow warrior, in
whom he could place his trust, one who would help him build a safe haven in their
house. He would need witches to help protect the vampires and followers… Where
the hell do I even start with that?
“You’ll need a house. Somewhere for your people to call home.”
Hope grinned and he saw the lurking humour she couldn’t quell. “I know of an
interior designer, if you want their details?”
He rolled his eyes, remembering the problems she’d had with her
parents before she had been turned and the way she’d arranged for the entire
block of units to be furnished. It had taken her one night to order and arrange
for the delivery of all the furniture. Unlike the immense task her mother had
proposed.
But her smile died away as her own memories must have
surfaced.
“I don’t know about that, but if you’re offering help, then I’ll
accept it. I don’t have a clue where to start.” He moved back to the armchair
and slumped into it. “I don’t usually concern myself with those types of
problem.” He allowed his head to drop into his hands and muttered. “I don’t
think I’m ready yet.”
A soft touch on his shoulder captured
his attention. “Cressida thinks you are. Otherwise she would not have
petitioned the Councillors. Now come on. You need to start planning. We have
one month to arrange your investiture…”
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