I hope everyone had a great St. Patrick’s Day! I haven’t been around much recently, but that’ll definitely change soon. I’ll be participating in my second A to Z Challenge starting April 1st. I’m very excited about it. I can’t wait to begin since I had so much fun last year. Last year my topic was creatures from folklore and mythology. I’m planning on doing that topic again this year. If you’d like to sign up too, click the image.
I also have received two new great reviews. One for Stolen:
“I was really impressed… This was a good book and it kept my attention. I was wondering what was going to happen next all the way through.”
— Addysgammie, Night Owl Reviews
One for Captive Moonlight:
“I enjoyed this paranormal romance… filled with non stop action. The love scenes between Charlotte and Joe are melting hot.”
— Janie Esparza, The Romance Studio
I’ll share more news when I have it!
Hey everyone! Next week, I’m going to try out a new schedule for blogging, one I’m in the process of working to get ahead of the game on. lol Of course, if you have any thoughts or suggestions on what you’d like to see, I’d love to hear them!
Hosting the Kiss and Tell blog tour this past week has been great, and I’m happy to have had those ladies with me. It also gave me a revelation that blogging isn’t that much work with some pre-planning. Sounds a lot like how writing is, huh?
In other news, my publisher Changeling Press now has a Facebook group. (It also has a Facebook page.) Here are those deets. 🙂
Woohoo! Here’s my latest release. I’m thrilled about this superhero story (and a little worn out from my NaNoWriMo win last night *grins*), and I can’t wait to hear what everyone thinks!
Genres: Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, Sci-Fi
Series: Super Powered, Book 1
Regina Blake is a normal secretary until there’s trouble — then she becomes the Dark Huntress. Things are about to change when she meets a man whose electrifying power is a fine match to her own, and he’s set on winning her heart. To top it off, there’s a string of bank robberies which escalate into the high profile kidnapping of a famous actor.
Michael Flynn hadn’t realized the extent of superhero and supervillain society. When he rushes to a bank to find it destroyed, he meets a black-latex-clad woman who makes his pulse race. As he’s drawn deeper into her world, he finds himself intrigued and eager to have her.
Super Powered: Stolen
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Sarah Mäkelä
Staring at her watch, Regina Blake balanced a stack of books in her arms as she headed up the stairs to the public library. She didn’t have much time until she needed to be back at work. Thirty-minute lunch breaks sucked when it came to tackling errands.
The sound of wheels barely penetrated her thoughts as a force slammed into her, knocking her aside. Glancing up, she grimaced at the tall, lanky kid hovering over her.
“Sorry, ma’am. Are you okay?” The kid ran his palms over his denim jeans.
A handsome man in a nice suit knelt by her, scooping her library books into a pile. He glanced at the young man and frowned. “Go on, buddy. Just watch where you’re going next time.”
The kid picked up his skateboard and rushed away down the stairs.
The man smiled and offered her a hand up. “You should probably watch where you’re going, too.”
Regina accepted his hand and climbed to her feet. She brushed off her skirt and got a good look at him. He had dark brown hair and humor sparkling in his dark eyes. “Yeah, you’re right.”
He chuckled, her hand still in the warmth of his. “Are you okay?” He cradled her library books to his chest. “The name’s Michael.”
She pulled away. “Regina. Can I have my books? My lunch break is almost over.”
Michael nodded. “No problem. I’ll walk with you. I’m headed that direction anyway.”
Shrugging, she continued up the stairs. Her hip ached after that fall. She’d make sure the books were dropped off, but then she was leaving. Pronto.
Her hidden earpiece buzzed a second before a deep male voice came on the line. It had been some time, but Kit, her dedicated situational analyst for when she became the Dark Huntress, always found crime for her to fight. “A robbery is in progress a few blocks away at Third Central Bank. Whoever it is seems pretty fierce. Please be careful.”
She bit her lower lip, wanting to respond to Kit, but right now wasn’t the best time. Besides, who the heck would rob a bank at twelve-thirty in the afternoon on a Wednesday?
“So, what do you do for a living, Regina?” Michael asked as they neared the top of the long flight of stairs.
His voice drew her away from her thoughts. She stopped and turned toward him. “I hate to sound rude, but I really have to go. Could you please drop my books off for me?” She gave him the super sweet smile she gave her boss when he looked like he wanted to disapprove.
Michael’s eyebrows furrowed and soft lines creased his forehead. “Sure, I can do that. Where are you rushing off to, though? Was it something I said?”
“No, not at all. My work starts in a few minutes. That’s all. I don’t want to be late.” She turned and rushed down the flight of stairs. The ache in her hip had faded to a dull throb. Her main concern now was changing into her disguise and getting to the bank robbery. Hopefully while it was still in progress, so she could catch the bad guys. Casting a glance back, she spotted a hint of confusion on Michael’s face. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so brusque in her departure.
Nothing she could do about it now. Running into an alley, she ducked between two Dumpsters and pulled out her black suit and mask from her oversized purse. She cursed at the need to change in a dirty alley.
A few short moments later, Regina leapt into the air. Wind rushed through her hair as she flew skyward. Once she crested the rooftops, she directed her course toward the Third Central Bank. Her eyes widened when she reached her destination.
Two security guards lay on the sidewalk, their mouths foaming, bodies twitching. An armored cash transport van had crashed into one of the supporting columns. Civilians around the scene were frozen in place as if their muscles had been paralyzed. Their horrified, wide-eyed stares proved that they were aware of what was happening.
Regina descended to the ground and hid behind a column close to the bank’s broken glass doors. She took a careful glance inside. The view echoed the destruction she’d seen outside, except for several masked figures. A few goons busily shoved money inside large bags. One of the clerks typed furiously on a terminal while a tall, bronze-skinned woman stood behind her. She had one hand against the top of the clerk’s head and smiled mysteriously.
One of the masked figures near Regina’s location glanced her way and yelled in alarm. Oh, geez… She should’ve known better than to stare for too long.
First one person then another began shooting the column she stood behind in steady intervals. There were pauses among the short bursts. The goons obviously knew the value of ammo. What a shame.
Glancing around her, Regina spotted a storm sewer grate nearby. She pulled the lid to shoulder height and waited for the masked figures to stop shooting. Despite her petite frame, she was more than capable of lifting big trucks and boulders, another ability she’d been born with along with flight.
When one of the gunmen paused, Regina ducked out and threw the grate like a Frisbee with swift precision. Its flight missed the civilians by mere inches before hitting one of the goons in the chest. He shrieked and fell onto his back.
Regina sprinted forward, ready to take the offensive now. Ready to fight.
The woman behind the clerk stayed focused, but her gaze wandered around the room, finally connecting with Regina’s.
“Stay there,” a feminine voice commanded in Regina’s head.
Regina stopped in mid-step just before one of the counters. Her body refused to move, no matter how hard she tried. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the goons simply continue their work and finally escape with their female leader. They had lost their interest in Regina like she was just another helpless victim.
* * *
Michael Flynn stood in the doorway of the trashed bank, dressed in his dark leather disguise. He’d heard gunshots on his walk back toward his office in a nearby skyscraper. The destruction around him was mind numbing.
Further inside the building, a masked woman leaned over the bank’s counter. She was dressed in black latex that hugged every curve of her body.
He wouldn’t wait to ask questions. Not with so many innocent people lying around for the woman to take advantage of. She had to be one of the villains left behind after the action. Why else would she be here?
He darted forward and tackled her to the floor.
She shoved him away, launching him through the air until he fell to the ground several feet away. And just like that, she was surging through the air after him.
He threw up his arms. Electricity arced through the air between his hands, and he shot an electric bolt at her.
She cried out, and her body convulsed as electric currents coursed through her. She slapped to the ground hard and wriggled there a moment. Her painted red lips pressed together in a grimace as she forced herself to her hands and knees.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“I could ask the same of you.”
Jungle Fire is now available! Woohoo! Here’s the information and excerpt!
Series: Amazon Chronicles, Book 2
In the Amazon Rainforest, traditions are important. They’ve long led to survival for the Amazon warrior women.
Kyle Reynolds, ruler of the werepumas, is ready to fly in the face of those treasured customs for the love of Rubia Costa, who will soon be out of his grasp if he can’t win her affection before allies of the Amazons steal her away from him forever.
The Amazon Chronicles: Jungle Fire
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Sarah Mäkelä
Rubia Costa tied down her hammock in a peaceful spot where she went to get away. She’d told no one of this spot, and yet she was within yelling distance of her people. Help would come if the need arose.
She didn’t dare venture far from her village. But these days, her village wasn’t as calm and mundane as it once had been. So far, she wasn’t sure whether that was good or bad. Life and traditions were changing, and she couldn’t hold back confusion as pieces of what she’d been taught now unraveled around her.
She climbed onto the hammock and gazed at the trees above her. The hammock swung gently, lulling her into the relaxed state she so desired. She closed her eyes and sighed softly.
The dream world rose up to greet her. The sound of dry leaves crunching underfoot forced her back to alertness. Her eyes shot open to see a tall, dark-haired man staring at her.
She lunged for her spear, stuck in the ground nearby. Gradually, the realization dawned on her who this man was, and she settled back, her nerves still tense and ready to fight.
“Some reflexes you have there,” Kyle Reynolds said. A grin stretched across his lips, brightening his face. At ease, he leaned against the tree near her feet while she admired his broad, muscular shoulders that narrowed down to a slim waist.
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, unwilling to show the impact his presence had on her. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
“My sense of smell isn’t as acute as other animals’, but it’s good enough to find where you went. I wanted to make sure you’re not out getting in trouble.”
His grin turned into a smirk, and he pushed off from the tree.
“What? Like my friend…” She grimaced. Although they still talked, Adara had so much going on. They didn’t spend as much time together as they had before, especially now with Rei in Adara’s life.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He winked and sat next to her in the hammock. It tilted enough that she slid closer to him.
Her hip bumped his, and her nerves tingled. She crawled away. Unfortunately, he must have taken that as an invitation to come closer, since he lay next to her. “What are you doing? Get out of my hammock.” She scooted farther away as her body started to slip toward his once again.
Kyle grabbed her wrist and kissed her knuckles. His gaze held something she’d seen in glances between Rei and Adara. Those kinds of emotions were unfamiliar to her. Vaguely, she realized their meaning, but why would Kyle project that toward her?
He trailed his lips over her wrist and slowly moved up her arm. His warm breath tickled her flesh. She couldn’t drag her gaze from his. Her voice escaped in a whisper. “What are you doing?”
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a while now. You don’t make this easy for me, Rubia.” He rolled over carefully. His body hovered over hers, and he pressed his lips against her shoulder and then her neck.
Sensations of pleasure spread between her legs, warming her body to a fever pitch. What were they doing? Panic rose up within her, and she shoved hard at Kyle’s chest, throwing him off balance. The hammock tilted, and air rushed by just before her body hit the ground with a thud.
Pain throbbed throughout her back, and a groan welled from her throat. She blinked her eyes open.
Kyle knelt next to her. Concern etched soft lines at the corner of his mouth. “Are you okay?”
The ache in her back sharpened, and she fought not to wince. Instead, she pushed against Kyle’s chest. “I’m fine. I can walk.”
Kyle stared at her with a raised eyebrow. He shook his head. “I’ll carry you. It’s no trouble.”
Great. She didn’t want her tribeswomen to see him carting her around as if he was her protector or had… claimed her. Let alone the state she was in. They might worry she’d been injured, which wasn’t far from the truth since she wasn’t feeling too well at the moment.
She shoved against him, but it was like trying to move a solid tree trunk. He didn’t budge an inch. Her people had studied the werecats, since they lived in such close proximity, but she had a hard time getting used to one being so close. She wasn’t sure she wanted to be intimate with Kyle.
Something about him was alluring, but she couldn’t dream of becoming tied to the werepumas’ leader and shirking her responsibilities as an Amazon. She wanted to lead a peaceful, simple life. Those words were foreign when Kyle was involved.
He stood just out of sight from the village’s catwalks, and she wriggled in his arms.
“Set me down. Right now.” She lowered her voice and glared at him. If only he didn’t have such a solid grip on her spear, but there was no chance she’d be able to wrestle it away from him. Not if he didn’t want her to.
Determination set in his jaw, but he gently placed her feet on the ground. “Fine. Go show everyone how strong and brave you are.” He muttered under his breath, “Silly woman.”
Hey everyone! I have quite a bit going on today, and I want to let you know what all I’m doing. *grins*
Today I’m at The Romance Studio’s Release Party and Castles & Guns’ Coffee Time Romance All Day chat. Make sure to stop by for a chance to win a prize from me. Speaking of which, I have a contest going on until October 14th at Night Owl Romance’s blog where I talked about my Hacked Investigation series. So you have plenty of chances to win a book!
Also, Jungle Fire, book two of my Amazon Chronicles series comes out today! I’ll post an excerpt and buy link later here when it’s for sale.
With this month being October, my publisher (Changeling Press) is having an Octoberfest contest where throughout the month, if you use the discount code Octoberfest, you’ll save 5% on your order and on October 31st 31 random winners will be drawn to win 31 free books.
Well, that’s all I can think of right now. Although, I’m sure I’m missing things! Have a great morning!
Hey everyone! I have some awesome news to share. Jungle Heat is now available at All Romance eBooks. Also, as I mentioned before there’s a sale going on at ARe on Changeling Press books, except I have a correction to make… All Changeling Press titles are 25% off until October 3rd! Woohoo! What’s extra cool about that, is when ARe mentioned the sale in their newsletter, they posted Techno Crazed‘s cover as one of three Changeling Press titles. Squeee!
An Amazon Princess and a weretiger must find love enough to heal their peoples’ painful history.
The Amazon Rainforest still contains a few secrets. One of these secrets is a hidden village of women whose history is filled with the horror of conquering men.
Adara Rukan, princess of the Amazons, ventures away from her village to find something waiting for her. Andrei “Rei” Makarov is a weretiger and a biologist on assignment. Can Rei and Adara find love enough to bridge their two separate worlds?