So….Ruhk’s Rising; Phoenix Elite Book 2 is set to be released in Feb 2013… But I’m super excited to announce that I finally have a fully outlined book 3! Angel I Am Not; Phoenix Elite Book 3 is underway as we speak and I plan to sub it to my publisher before release of book 2 which should put the release of book 3 out sometime later in the year in 2013! I’m so ready to share with you all! I think book 2 will leave many with questions they will definitely want answered and book 3 will get to the root of it all. Can’t wait!!!!! Now if my characters will just cooperate with me…it will be all good. 🙂
Ruhk’s Rising; Phoenix Elite Book 2~ Excerpt from Chapter 11
“She bled to death. Or so I was told.” His voice was shaky and distant. He became silent for a few seconds, then- “But when I found her, there wasn’t really enough blood on the scene to justify that prognosis. She was a ghastly shade of white and they did verify later that she had less than half a liter of blood in her whole body upon autopsy.” He sniffed and pushed on. “I remember finding her on the floor; her face was like snow, her body like ice. The contrast of that mahogany hair of hers against her cheek was the most morbidly beautiful thing I’d ever laid eyes on. Snow White was the first image that came to mind except that my Snow White no longer had a heartbeat.” I shivered as my father narrated his memories to me. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear what he had to say. I braced myself. “I sank to the floor unsure of what to do and cried like a baby. But I quickly realized I was running out of time. If I hadn’t found her when I did, you’d be dead too…” He trailed off. I mentally reached out to my father and pain ripped through me like a dagger. I could see my mother’s lifeless form through my father’s eyes lying on the same wood-patterned linoleum that still covered our kitchen floor today. There he was, her head still cradled in his lap weeping. But he didn’t take time to mourn her loss long. I watched as realization set in, he was going to lose two lives if he didn’t act fast. He had a mission. A feeling of determination, both mine and his, washed over me as I delved deeper into his thoughts and feelings. He run his hand along my dead mothers distended abdomen. It was still warm. His heart leaped with hope. He ripped her button down maternity top open exposing her naked skin and exhaled with anger and frustration at what he was being forced to do. He then drew a kitchen knife from a drawer above his head.
I backed out of his thoughts. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t watch him mutilate my mother’s body to retrieve me from her womb. I sobbed. The line was silent. “Daddy?” I croaked.
“Princess?” I could tell he was crying too.
“I’m sorry I asked about mom. I won’t bring her up again.” Trembles danced over me. I knew what had happened with my mother was bad enough to make my father file it away but I hadn’t known how bad.
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Congrats to Jennifer Ricketts, April Bruner Simms, & Marie Pagé on their win of an ebook copy of PHOENIX on my virtual tour with VBT Cafe’! Thanks so much for following and participating! 🙂
“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I’m afraid of. ”
― Joss Whedon
Last stop on Phoenix blog tour with VBT Cafe’ ends with Indie Writer’s Review Oct. 12th for review and guest blog. See you there!