October 1, 2014

Can one night of magic heal his heart? Cover and title reveal for @pippajaygreen!! #UrbanFantasy #Halloween





Blurb:

Twelve months ago, Hal’s world crashed and burned, taking the love of his life with it. He’s waited all year for that one special night when the souls of the departed come home, hoping his candle will summon back one in particular to heal his broken heart. But the forbidden knowledge he’s learned could call something far worse, and put more than his own soul at risk...

Excerpt:

The thud and chink of beer bottles and glasses on the bar announced Dan’s return.
“So?”
Hal shook his head. “Not tonight.”
“Oh, c’mon, man. Just one beer.”
Hal dropped his gaze to the glass he was still drying with a vehemence it didn’t deserve, avoiding his friend’s pleading stare. “Thanks, but I’m not in the mood.”
Dan made an exasperated sound. “Look, I know it’s nearly a year—”
Pain lanced into his chest. “Stop.” He looked up.
A frown creasing his tanned face, Dan glared back, but he shut up.
Hal sucked in a breath. He didn’t want to fight with Dan over this. The guy had stopped Hal’s life completely falling apart after last Halloween. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he murmured, and relief flickered in Dan’s brown eyes. “But I’m not ready to let it go.”
“I’m not saying you should, man. But how about getting back into some social interaction? You can’t spend the rest of your life as a recluse.”
“I won’t.” Hal smiled. Dan had no idea.
“Then come out for a beer.”
“Another time.”
“Tomorrow then. I know you’ve got the Halloween shift off.”
Hal put down the glass he’d abused. “I’m busy.”
“Oh, yeah? Doing what? Trick or treating?” Dan scoffed. “What is it with you and Halloween? You never struck me as religious enough to find it offensive, but you don’t go out and have any fun either. So how come you always take the night off?”
Hal looked around the bar at all the tawdry holiday decorations, and debated how to answer. Maybe Dan thought he was a closet Christian or something. The truth would shock the hell out of him. Especially with what Hal had planned this year. “My...family don’t see it as something to joke about.”
“Oh. Strict Catholic or something?”
“Something like that.” Hal smiled at the thought of his parents taking Holy Communion. But let Dan interpret it any way he liked.

Coming 8th October, Hallow’s Eve will be available in all digital formats from Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, All Romance eBooks, and most digital online retailers.


Cover art and banner design by Danielle Fine

Bio:

After spending twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural. Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 21 years and three little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.

Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade, blogging at Spacefreighters Lounge, Adventures in Scifi, and Romancing the Genres. Her works include a YA science fiction novel—Gethyon—published through BURST (Champagne Books), a scifi romance novella—Tethered—published by Breathless Press, a YA paranormal romance—Restless In Peaceville—published by Lycaon Press, three self-published short stories (Terms & Conditions Apply, The Bones of the Sea, and Reboot), and she’s one of eight authors included in a science fiction romance anthology—Tales from the SFR Brigade. She’s also a double SFR Galaxy Award winner, been a finalist in the Heart of Denver RWA Aspen Gold Contest (3rd place), and the GCC RWA Silken Sands Star Awards (2nd place).

You can stalk her at her website, or at her blog, but without doubt her favorite place to hang around and chat is on Twitter as @pippajaygreen.

You can also find her on Facebook, Pinterest, Google+, and Wattpad

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September 23, 2014

A #DeadNewWorld...coming October 13!!! Zombies aren't mindless anymore. #YA via @CuriosityQuills

Check out the cover wrap for the upcoming YA zombie novel, DEAD NEW WORLD, from author Ryan Hill (THE BOOK OF BART). October 13 zombies aren't mindless anymore.




Excerpt: 

I ran my hand across the wall, groping for a light switch. After a minute I found one, and pulled it down. Nothing happened. I raised my rifle, and peered through the target sight, but forgot to turn on the scope’s night vision.

Breathe easy. 

Before I could use the feature, a fluorescent light flickered once, revealing a group of zombies.


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August 31, 2014

Unicorns, demons, and hot boys... Oh my! RUNNING FROM SHADOWS #8Sunday #YAPNR

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Today I'm sharing from my (unpublished) young adult paranormal romance Running From Shadows!

Follow Greta Shore (a 17-year-old, black-haired wiccan beauty) and Paxton "Pax" Craig (an 18-year-old, blond-haired college student with a dark secret) as they discover the fate of their forbidden love.
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(Read last week's post. Set-up) Greta runs away from her surprise engagement partthrough the woodsPax saves her from a shadow demon. Oh, and he's a unicorn! 
Pax tells her that the shadow has fed on her emotions. And that it's definitely someone she knows. And she must under no circumstance confront it because it will kill her. And don't get emotional about anything! >.< Now, her mother tells her Reed Clarkwell--Greta's shrink--suggested the marriage contract. She's gotta stay calm per Pax, and all she can do is think about it. Greta makes it to work and Pax shows up with coffee, and she goes into bumble-fumble mode...

Cover Art by Danielle Fine
Grammatical liberties were taken :)


“How did it go when you got home?” He stared at me intently and the concern in his eyes pushed my standard response of Fine to the side. I wanted to talk to him, and it wasn’t because he was my protector.

I scooted the lid of the coffee cup around with my index finger. “In a word, bad.”

He leaned down on the black countertop. “Are you all right?”
I hesitated before wrapping my hands around the warm coffee cup.


Tune in next week for more angsty spooky goodness!

Thanks again for stopping by! Your support and feedback is greatly appreciated!


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*Update - My son (Lucas Evan Bynum) is due SOON...September 9! So I might be slow visiting posts and posting on my own blog. I'll be back in the swing of things pretty soon...hopefully, maybe ;) Thanks for stopping by and supporting me! *HUGS*

*Would you like to see some pics of Greta and Pax? Check them out here! Gotta love Pinterest!! Ooo, stalk me there too, please...uh, here! ;)

 *Self-publishing? Need an editor and cover artist? Check out my uber-talented editor, Danielle Fine, she's wonderful to work with and does exceptional work! Click here for more info!

August 24, 2014

Open foot, insert mouth. Wait. What? She's confused... RUNNING FROM SHADOWS #8Sunday #YAPNR

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Today I'm sharing from my (unpublished) young adult paranormal romance Running From Shadows!

Follow Greta Shore (a 17-year-old, black-haired wiccan beauty) and Paxton "Pax" Craig (an 18-year-old, blond-haired college student with a dark secret) as they discover the fate of their forbidden love.
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(Read last week's post. Set-up) Greta runs away from her surprise engagement partthrough the woodsPax saves her from a shadow demon. Oh, and he's a unicorn! 
Pax tells her that the shadow has fed on her emotions. And that it's definitely someone she knows. And she must under no circumstance confront it because it will kill her. And don't get emotional about anything! >.< Now, her mother tells her Reed Clarkwell--Greta's shrink--suggested the marriage contract. She's gotta stay calm per Pax, and all she can do is think about it. Greta makes it to work and Pax shows up with coffee, and she goes into bumble-fumble mode...

Cover Art by Danielle Fine
Grammatical liberties were taken :)


“Oh, uh, thanks, needed this big time.” I took the lid off and savored the aroma before eagerly sipping.

He nodded then tipped back his own coffee. “Thought you might; last night was...different.”

“Yeah, kinda,” I snorted.

Ah, man, pig noises? Seriously? Can I get a re-do?

Tune in next week for more angsty spooky goodness!

Thanks again for stopping by! Your support and feedback is greatly appreciated!


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Extra! Extra!

*Would you like to see some pics of Greta and Pax? Check them out here! Gotta love Pinterest!! Ooo, stalk me there too, please...uh, here! ;)

 *Self-publishing? Need an editor and cover artist? Check out my uber-talented editor, Danielle Fine, she's wonderful to work with and does exceptional work! Click here for more info!

August 20, 2014

Why the heck zombies??? Release Day!!! @pippajaygreen takes over!! #guestpost #YA @LycaonPress



Blurb:
Welcome to Peaceville, population 2067 and rising...from the grave...

Luke Chester has had enough. He’s the school geek, the girls laugh at him, he’s lost his dead-end job at the pizza place, and in the midst of the world’s messiest divorce his parents don’t even know he exists. An overdose of his mom’s tranquilizers and a stomach full of whiskey should solve all his problems...

But they don’t. Instead, Luke finds himself booted out of the afterlife for not dying a natural death, with nowhere to go but back to his recently vacated corpse and reality. How the hell is he going to pass for one of the living without someone trying to blow his brains out for being one of the undead?

And it just gets worse. He’s got to fight his own desperate craving to consume the living, evade the weird supernatural hunter who’s having a field day with the new undeads rising, and there’s this creepy black shadow following him around. Add to that the distraction of female fellow undead Annabelle burning to avenge her own murder, and clearly there’s no rest for the wicked. Jeez, all he wanted to do was R.I.P. 

A YA supernatural novella, coming from Lycaon Press 20th August.
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Guest post: Why the heck zombies??

I've suffered from bad nightmares all my life. In recent years it's finally lessened somewhat, and I've taught myself to wake up before things get too scary. But not always. So as a child, I was banned from watching horror films—not that I would have chosen to watch them anyway. I avoided anything scary like fairground rides or horror—even the Hammer House films. (Funny, but climbing the 14 foot willow tree in our garden, or charging around bareback on my horse didn't qualify under 'scary'. Not for me anyway. My parents probably had regular heart attacks).

So zombies might seem entirely inappropriate thing for me to even want to write about. And yet, looking back, I realize I've been reading about zombies all my life. Just not the brain eating monsters from the movies. I met my zombies in Piers Anthony and Terry Pratchett. Jonathan Zombie in Castle Roogna, the poor lost soul who, being deprived of the love of his life, chose suicide and zombie-hood as he waited for her through eternity. The comic yet tragic Reg Shoe, a regular in the Night Watch books. Wizard Windle Poons who had to go back to his body because Death had been given the sack in Reaperman. And the resurrected Baron Samedi in Witched Abroad, seeking revenge for his murder. These somewhat sad yet humorous figures in my favourite books are a huge contrast to the Hollywood classic.

So maybe that's why I fell for R in Warm Bodies. He might still be the brain-eating variety zombie, but we get to see life from his POV. His character was far more like the zombies in the books I'd read and loved—a tragic figure rather than a mindless monster. All he wanted was to make a connection to someone. I not only sympathized with his character, but desperately wanted him to get his Happily Ever After.

But when muse suggested zombies, my first reaction was 'hell, no!' I couldn't/wouldn't/shouldn't write zombies. How could I write something I'd always claimed to hate?! It was an insane idea!

Luckily for me, muse didn't quit. She got her zombies. I got a story that my editor called adorable. And now I hope you have a reason to try it even if you don't like zombies either. ;)


Bio:

After spending twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural. Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 21 years and three little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.

You can stalk her at her website, or at her blog, but without doubt her favorite place to hang around and chat is on Twitter as @pippajaygreen.