Saturday, December 29, 2012

Set Me Free ~ Chapter Four

Chapter Four

To read Chapter Four - Merewyn's Blog

Set Me Free ~ Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Read Chapter Three here - Johanna's Blog

Set me Free ~ Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Read Chapter Two here - Stacy's Blog

Set Me Free ~ Chapter One

Six authors are coming together to write a free flowing love story - come view our blog every week to find out what happens to our two main characters. We will alternate each Monday and Friday with our posts.

Chapter One

"I saw him coming down this way, he can't be far." The voices were traveling the streets bouncing off the buildings and echoing through his head.

"He is dead, he thinks he can escape his duty, but he can't. He breeds or he dies!" That was his father...He'd recognize that voice till the day he died.

"Are you sure it was him? Maybe it was just a human male who favored his looks." Another one said.

It didn't matter how fast he ran, he would never escape the voices, he would never escape the duty they thought he was meant to uphold. Making criss cross motions with his running patterns he ducked into the alley way along side one of the churches off of the main road in the middle of Rome.  Taking cover from the men who were looking for him he stayed hidden until they passed his hiding spot.

He looked down at his hands, obvious to anyone who looked at him to not be of human origin, nails too pointed and dark to be human, skin too firm and thick. His pupils misshaped and discolored. The rain had started to sprinkle in Rome and had  matted his hair to his face. His vision started to blur and he was thankful that the sound of his clan members had dwindled.

Renzo's life had been a battle of wits and some days it seemed like his luck was running out. At least today wasn't one of them.  Not everyone in Rome was so quick to judge a person because of their species. Occasionally you could find a man or woman willing to look past the obvious differences that made the minorities stand out.  He however had two disadvantages, there were two types of people on the hunt for him, humans and demons.

Renzo's been on the run for five years, his family had demanded that he take a mate with the female they chose from a neighboring clan and he wasn't ready yet. He was only  twenty-four, still young in so many ways. Age didn't make a man, wisdom and maturity did. When he refused he became a refuge of demon law. To deny ones parents was to shun tradition and that was not condoned.

Demons took many forms and were often misunderstood. Not every demon was of the same breed, there were the ones that fought with God and the angels here on Earth then others who were like him, bound to this plane to wander and live out his life. Sometimes, when his breed were able to fulfill their rightful powers they were able to transcend their mediocre upbringings become greater than their ancestors. But that rarely happened. Renzo didn't know that he came from a long line of transenders.  Every generation had one.

"Looking for shelter again Renzo?" The priest always had a cool tone that brought calmness to anyone around him. It was one of his gifts. He didn’t realize he was blessed but this human had something special about him.

Renzo nodded towards him and simply walked inside the opened door of St. John Lateran's Archbasilica Church. 

Father Giovanni never made him speak when he didn't want to, but he always knew what to say even when it wasn't asked. "Did they recognize you again? You cannot hide forever my son, one day you are going to have to face your fears. Your parents will come for you."

Renzo's body spun around and his eyes flashed red for a brief moment while he attempted to bring his anger under control, "They better hope I never see them again or they will realize the true power they lost when casting me aside!"

"Anger serves you no purpose Renzo. We have been through this, you must forgive and let it go, it's what He would want."

"Since when do I care what HE wants? He left me here, LIKE THIS?" Renzo stormed down the aisles, "If he cared then he wouldn’t have made the rules for my people the way they are and I wouldn’t have been condemned to die because I wanted to live a little before being married off just to mate and make babies."

"He has a reason for everything that happens. You need to have faith in yourself and in him."

"Old man, I have faith in very little, the only thing I know is that if I go out there tonight I'll be forced to kill, and I don't want to have to slaughter my own, not tonight. I don't want to cross that line. Not yet."

"As long as you fight your urges Renzo, you are better than your parents. You can be more than what you think you were made for." Father Giovanni walked up to him and placed his hand on the back of Renzo between his shoulder blades and rubbed them in small circles, "Can we try praying again, asking for guidance?"

"Father, your ways are not mine, I keep telling you this. I'm a demon, when will you accept this? I cannot be saved."

"I've cast demons out, you are not a demon, you hold none of those traits, not the demons that you are talking about. You are just a lost soul Renzo. But I will let it go, again, for tonight. I have your bed as usual in the back, come, let me get food and blankets for you."

Renzo hated putting him in danger but he had no choice. This was his only place of solitude and solace when his family was in the city. They would be gone in a few days and he would be able to leave, letting his friend carry on his way. Maybe he would head into the Vatican's vault on his next journey outside of the boundaries of Rome, look through the archives. There had to be a way to release him from his duties. 

"Thank you for the shelter." Renzo placed the blanket on the cot and the plate of food on top of the chair, he looked up at his friend and gave a bow of his head just a few inches, enough to shield his eyes from the father's sight.

"My son, this isn't your fault." Father Giovanni placed his hand on Renzo's shoulder and gave it a squeeze before walking out of the room and sealing him in the dark silence for the night.

Isolation - his only true comfort.

Written by: Ashley Nemer (Ashley's Blog)

Chapter two can be found here as well as on Stacy Moran's Blog

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Welcome everyone to week four of “Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog.” This week I am hosting someone very near and dear to me -- Author Tracey Steinbach.  What inspires this beautiful mind of hers? Well, you’ll just have to keep reading and find out ;)

Do you use anything for motivation when writing?
Author Tracey Steinbach

I've been driving to work when a song on the radio has made me think “That would be an interesting book.” My family and I went to visit some friends’ camper at the lake. We took a ride on their bass boat. A few days later, I heard the same song on the radio and I sat down and started the story. It’s still in my WIP folder but it’s started. I added the song to my YouTube playlist, so when I get motivated to work on it, I can play the song that started it all. The feeling you get from a song can be a great motivator.

I've been sitting on the couch, watching a movie when an idea has hit.

I've read a really bad book that made me think “I can do better than that.”

I've also had book ideas come out of nowhere. A picture in your mind can be a powerful motivator.

I've had someone tell me a story that gave me an idea for my own story and I've had people give me a theme and guidelines and a story was born.

I have several friends that I can go to and bounce ideas off of them. Talking it out, getting feedback, encouragement and suggestions from people whose opinions I value motivates me to write.

I believe that anything and everything can motivate a story if a writer keeps an open mind and an active imagination. Can you imagine the worlds you can create with no boundaries? That is the beauty of the paranormal, anything goes. Can you imagine the love story you can create listening to a story from your grandmother at Thanksgiving dinner? Anything is possible in the mind of an author.


It’s great to see the many ways a mind can concoct a story, isn't it? So many avenues! Can you believe that this is our final week? Four weeks have just flown by but what a fun time it has been. The ladies of the blog you all have been a tremendous group-I enjoyed it immensely. I look forward to seeing great works from each of you. J

So to the beautiful people that has followed along each week – Thank you! But you still have more opportunities to get your names in for the draw of a free e-book from one of these great authors. How do you go about entering? Just comment or follow-either on blogspot or our facebook author pages.

A. L. Kessler (My blog will be here)
Patricia Laffoon (Thanks Aaron for letting us invade your blog for a while!)

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

"Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog" 

Week Three

First of all, welcome all to week three of our blog tour, "Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog". It has been an amazing experience being able to read everyone's thoughts since this journey has all began. I have enjoyed interacting with everyone. So without further adieu, please welcome Torie N. James.

Torie N. James

What is your favorite paranormal series?

Hands down, I’d have to say my favorite paranormal series would be Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark Hunters. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got a yen for The Dream Hunters, and those Were Hunters are beyond smexy, but it’s the Dark Hunters themselves I’m always jonesing for. Each book has at least two characters I can identify with in terms of personality or attitude and its fun visiting “old” characters with each new book that’s released.

Mad. Bad. Immortal. And if that’s not enough, throw in seductive, sarcastic and each imbued with that “something” that makes them each memorable and I’m sold. I’ve always been a huge fan of mythology, and to see it woven with Ms. Kenyon’s own unique flavor was the beginning of an addiction I happily own and have no wish to be cured from. The thing that always captures me most is just when you think you’ve got one mystery solved (because let’s face it, her book are littered with clues, if you just bother to look), it takes an unseen twist or ends up leading to an even bigger enigma. And I tend to love how you can begin a series hating certain characters but through careful timing, flawless and genuine respect of her characters and the subtle art of character point of view, you can be brought around to an awed type of adulation. I hated Stryker right from the gate but by the time his own book was revealed and I’d torn through it, I was ready to plead my allegiance to the Daimon Army simply based on the hidden facets that were suddenly revealed. Don’t get me wrong, he’s still a bastard. But a bastard with a very good reason to be so and one who is loyal to his people to a fault.

It’s hard to say which book in the series is my absolute favorite. I want to say “Acheron” simply because I’m a huge fan of Big Blue. But then again, the latest book “Time Untime” had me turning pages quicker than the speed of light, and no it had nothing to do with the feminine protagonist being named Teri (which is my “real” name) and I just liked seeing my name peppered throughout it. Okay, maybe it had a lot to do with that.

You can find my blog on Ashley's website

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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog - Week 2 - Stacy Moran - Interview

It gives me great pleasure to have a special guest again this week to my blog. Please welcome, Stacy Moran! Thanks Stacy for giving a great interview! 

REMINDER: Make sure you comment below or follow our blogs to have your names entered for a draw at the end of the blog tour!

1.       What made you start writing and which subject matter do you enjoy the most?

My mom always made up bed time stories for my brother and me. I was around six when she pulled out the crayons, blank pieces of paper and had me draw pictures to match her stories.  I tried to draw castles and dragons but was frustrated with how they looked. (Yes I was critical of myself even then) So, I pouted for awhile about my lack of talent. My mom was not having the pouting so she had me start telling her stories and she would draw pictures for my stories. Of course the stories I told all sounded very familiar to her stories but I think this is when my obsession with writing began.

2.       Is there anything that you write about that can be controversial?

Hmm… reality is everything is controversial to someone. If I write about Christianity it is controversial to Atheist or to School Boards. If I write about sex education, again controversy to conservatives.

I write fiction mainly and hope like hell it is controversial.

3.       What inspires you to write and how often do you do it?

I write everyday and my inspiration comes from a multitude of things. Friends, family, what’s going on in the world and from the million other voices running around in my head demanding their story, are my main sources of inspiration.

4.       If you could only take one book with you for the next year what would it be and why?

Memnoch the Devil by Anne Rice

Besides loving all of Anne Rice’s work, this is one of my favorite books because of the twist she has on the devil. It makes you think and question things you never would have before. I find something new every time I read the book.

{Lestat is being stalked, by some shadowy guy who turns out to be Memnoch, the devil, who spirits him away. The book could have been called Interview with the Devil (by Lestat). It's a rousing story interrupted by a long debate with the devil. Memnoch isn't the devil as ordinarily conceived: he got the boot from God because he objected to God's heartless indifference to human misery. Memnoch takes Lestat to heaven, hell, and throughout history. REVIEW from Goodreads}

5.       Is there a particular character of yours that you like more than the rest?

That’s a hard question, they change all the time. Right now Afina Dalca, the grandmother of my first Blood Myth novel’s heroine Sorina Ruzicka. Afina is a mystery to all those around her but she is the source of her family’s strength.

6.       Who is your favorite fictional character and why?

Apollymi from Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark Hunter series would be one of my all time favorite characters. The Goddess of Destruction is much more than an angry, bitter woman. She is a mother who will never hold her son. She is a wife who was betrayed by her husband countless times. Apollymi is imprisoned in hell until her son is dead because of jealousy and fear. Yes, I know she has promised to destroy the world but come on; her son was raped, castrated, abused and tortured for years by humans and gods. Any mother would seek revenge for their child’s pain. Just saying…

7.       What age did you start reading, did you have a favorite children’s book?

First grade was when I really started reading books from the library. Snow White was my favorite children’s book.

8.       What's the best part of being an author?

Escaping into another world and forgetting reality

9.       If your current book (published or work in progress) could become a movie who would star in it?

For my Blood Myth Series, Zakah Sange would be John Abraham because he is who I think of when I envision him. Sorina would be Cintia Dicker but since she is not an actress my next choice would be Emma Stone

10.   Where do you see yourself in 5 years from now, writing wise?

Ten books into the Blood Myth Series and a few more series started. Hopefully more poetry books will be written some with my co-authors from Whispers in the Dark and a few of just my poetry.

11.   Anything extra you want to add….

Writing is not about being published or not published… It has taken me along time to realize, writing is about sharing a piece of myself.  Good or bad, write from your heart… 

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog - Day 1 - Sherrie Henry

Well Ladies and Gentleman here it is! The beginning of the "Sisterhood of the travelling blog!" Please comment below and give a very warm welcome to my guest of the day--my friend and fellow author, Sherrie Henry as she talks about where her visions of creativity flare from.

Please remember that those lovely readers/supporters who comment on our blogs will each be put into a draw to win an e-book by one of the travelling blog authors. The more you comment, the more times your name will be entered. Easy right? There will be a list of available e-books to choose from provided to the winner at the end of the tour. Happy reading and have a safe and ghoulish Halloween. L.S. Broomfield 

Topic:  How do you come up with your locations in stories?
Sisterhood of the Travelling Blog - Blog 1 - Copyright @ Sherrie Henry

I have travelled all over the US, with the exception of the Northwest. I’m an avid photographer, so I take the vivid images of this country home with me. When I’m ready for a new story, I thumb through my photos to get inspiration. If that doesn't quite work, I have a huge coffee-table sized book of American landscapes. A lot of them have spoken to me, thus I envision my characters there (my latest work, ‘A Wolf’s Bane’ is in southern Georgia; a plantation picture complete with Spanish Moss on trees kicked that one off.)

If I want more of an international flair, I end up reading a lot about that country/region and again, since I’m very visual, I try to find pictures to set the scene. Sometimes they are places where I want to go, others are because they are obvious. Come on, a vampire in Romania? Clichè I know, but it works, no?

As for the actual buildings, houses, various settings within the geographical region, I again look at pictures. Google images has got to be one of the best inventions ever! I try not to get bogged down on too much detail, just enough to give a feel to the reader who then can fill in the blanks with their own imagination.

Then again, there are those stories that don’t speak to one geographical boundary  but to the ever-present human condition. My short story ‘Twenty-Four Hours’ is like that. While in my mind, I based in on the suburbs of Chicago (write what you know!), it could be the suburbs of almost any large town or city. It was what was happening to the main character, Michaela, that was more important.

If there are any struggling writers out there, who are faced with a blank page, I can’t think of anything better than to sit down with a photobook of landscapes and let the pictures talk to you.

Copyright @ Sherrie Henry

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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Love the Skin you're in...

That was the first thing that popped into my busy mind, "Love the skin you're in." It kind of makes me laugh in actuality. Why? Well, how many ladies out there actually can sit in front of the mirror and say that? I know I couldn't. Our society has painted the illusion that in order to be beautiful and sought after you need to be a size 2 or less and absolutely beautiful with a pound of make-up on.

The point is even those size two models would change something. Perhaps not as much as a size 20 but the want, rather need to strive to the perfection that our society has laid before us is forever hanging over everyone.

It's because of this that young girls are plagued with eating disorders. And no, I don't mean to insinuate that it is only females that struggle with trying to fit into a "Falsely Perfect world".

If we had the myriad of staff at our fingertips these barbie doll models do then we would look picture perfect as well. They would cake on the make-up, trim off our unsightly pounds with their wonderful computer photoshop programs and then voila! We are picture perfect too.

Think it's that easy? Yes, in Hollywood, I do. But we all don't live in Hollywood do we? And we most certainly don't have a myriad of workers at our fingertips all in the name of beauty.

So, just remember this when you look in the mirror, the next time. You ARE beautiful no matter what size you are! Easier said than done? Absolutely. So how do "we" fix our mindset? There are three ways to do that.

1. We surround ourselves with people who love us. 
2. We surround ourselves with people who support us, no matter what.
3. We love ourselves, despite the things we would change.

We need to reprogram ourselves. Beauty is not just a size 2 any longer. Beauty is no longer skin deep. 

Here is the bottom line: If you don't believe it...the world won't.

So ladies and gentleman, sit in front of that mirror that has taunted all of us for years and you tell yourselves as many times as it takes, "I am beautiful and I love the skin I'm in."

Copyright @ L.S. Broomfield