Monday, August 21, 2017

Melanie Hamilton ~ a character interview and her novel Shift (Book One)

TITLE: Shift: Book One
RELEASE DATE: March 5, 2017
AUTHOR: Melanie Hamilton
KEYWORDS: Wolf, Shifter, Shapeshifter, Mermaid, Pegasus, Fantasy, Paranormal
CATEGORIES: Fantasy/Science Fiction
ISBN: 978-1542757980
IMPRINT: Chimera

A young shifter who battles all odds to survive. Her life is linked together with a human.  If she dies, the world will be doomed.

Callisto Bennett, has just discovered who she really is two years ago. Her mother and step family know. She does all she can to protect everyone. The guy she’s been in love with for four years promises to never leave her. As time passes she realizes she’s not just a shape shifter. Hearts are broken, new bonds are formed, and blood is shed. She never quits fighting to live.  She strives to survive in this terrifying new world. There is always at least one person to live for, because once she dies, so will he.

Character Interview:
Melanie: “I have Callisto here, and she has agreed to answer a few questions. Are you ready Callisto?”

Callisto: “Yes, I’m ready.” She says with a smile.

Melanie: “Great! So Callisto, we are all interested to know, how was it to get in a fight with your best friend nearly the moment she returned home from vacation?”

Callisto: “It was awful.” She sighs. “There is a strength in me, it scares me sometimes, but when I feel the need to protect someone or something, I feel a rage inside me. That night I thought my home was being attacked. I was afraid for my family, for their safety.”

Melanie: “It’s okay, I’m not judging you Callisto, I’m only curious.”

Callisto: “When I saw it was Luna, my best friend, I stopped instantly. It was actually the first time I healed someone. I still had her paw in my mouth and when I realized it was her, my thoughts changed from wanting to kill her, to hoping she’d survive.

Melanie: “Moving along. Let’s fast forward to Amish country. You spent the night with the Lapp family.”

Callisto: She nods. “Jessie wasn’t happy about it. I couldn’t see, but they saw the way the eldest son Benjamin looked at me. The moment I realized of his infatuation with me I left.”

Melanie: “But you had your sight returned to you, because of the English man. He hit you in the head with a shovel, ending your blindness.”

Callisto: She drops her head. “Yes, I guess I can say I’m thankful for that.”

Melanie: Later you and Luna hid in the bushes, waiting to protect that same family. There the Queen found you.

Callisto: “Yes, she took me away, to find Zack.”

Melanie: “You also were told Jessie left you…”

Callisto: “I’d like to not talk about that, if you don’t mind.”

Melanie: I nod, with sympathy. “So you flew away.”

Callisto: “On a griffin to California. Zack found me, just before I nearly starved to death, and he took me to his apartment.”

Melanie: “Your griffin called you a bad actor.” I say with a small laugh.

Callisto: She smiles. “Yes, well I never said I was good at that.”

Melanie: And Zack, he didn’t discover your secret-”

Callisto: “He had his suspicions.” She interrupts. “It got harder to pretend when I received a note. A break up letter.”

Melanie: “Delivered by a dragon. Weren’t you scared?” I gasp.

Callisto: She shakes her head. “No, but after another week Zack and I had to leave, and he learned my secret. We found a safe home for a while, but we had to run again.”

Melanie: “This is where your dreams got worse.”

Callisto: “Yes. I heard my dead father in my thoughts, telling me to run.”

Melanie: “How did you know to trust it?”

Callisto: “Leap of faith I suppose. I sent my new friends and Zack on the back of my griffin, while I ran, distracting the enemy.

Melanie: “Your uncle.”

Callisto: “He taunted me. Eventually he got closer to me, I couldn’t run I was so scared.”

Melanie: “You didn’t show it.”

Callisto: “I’m surprised.” She looks up at the sky as if seeing it all over again. “He was about to kill me.”

Melanie: “What stopped him?”

Callisto: “My father.” Her eyes return to mine, and she smiles. 

Melanie Hamilton grew up in a small town with her mother and father in North Carolina.  She works daily on a gaited horse farm owned by her family.  Melanie trains the horses there and teaches people how to ride and she’s been doing it all since she was seven.  Melanie enjoys to camp and trail ride with her family and friends, also she enjoys to dance when provided the opportunity.   In her free time, she sits on her front porch, sipping Plexus Slim, and works on her fantasy novels.  Many of the characters in Melanie’s books are based on real people in her life.  Some of the characters are based on close friends to Melanie, friends she loves and would do anything for.


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Friday, August 18, 2017

Arthur Telling ~ 2nd guest post and his novel ~ Yancy Gates: A Dialogue With Self

TITLE: “Yancey Gates: A Dialogue With Self”
RELEASE DATE: April 20, 2017
AUTHOR: Arthur Telling
CATEGORIES: Metaphysical/New Age
ISBN: 978-1543007053
IMPRINT: Gaia’s Essence

KEYWORDS: Buddhism, Occult, New Age, Metaphysical, American Indian, World’s Fair, Spiritual, Religion

A spiritual theme in a developing San Francisco World’s Fair gives Planning Department employee Yancey Gates a pathway for awakening the mind.

Yancey Gates seeks enlightenment, while enduring a mundane job plagued with office politics at the San Francisco Planning Department. Opportunity arises when a dynamic new California governor proposes a world’s fair in San Francisco having a spiritual theme.

Yancey’s job in Planning takes on new life as the governor’s plan drops into his lap, and carries him to a Northern California Buddhist monastery where present moment awareness is a way of life, and to a fiery American Indian chieftain whose distrust of the White Man threatens the governor’s plan.

Remaining steadfast as he navigates through challenges and pitfalls, Yancey’s focus stays on the question of his
real purpose, his reason for living, and he brings you, the reader, along a tumultuous journey towards enlightenment.

To better understand the natures of things, the West separates the various qualities, experiences, and mental vibrations of the person into separate and distinct categories. This may have begun with the Greek thinker Aristotle, called the father of categorical logic. But the East has a different history and a very dissimilar philosophy: there are no real distinctions, all the qualities of the Self being of the mind. Both sides certainly do have merit, there is truth in both concepts.

Yancey Gates is kind of sitting on the fence, versed in Eastern philosophies but living and dealing with Western beliefs on a daily basis. He’s pretty much alone, something of a kook in our 9-5 business climate, yet would be very much at home in Eastern society.

\I had actually begun writing a novel I would call “World’s Faire”, about a contractor who was hired to plan construction of some of the elements of a Fair that would reach beyond the boundaries of such a typical happening, encompassing the entire region. It was to have a spiritual theme, and our protagonist, the contractor, would be forced to deal with the spiritual connections to the fair: a Buddhist monastery and a tribal Indian chief. But the book stalled after I had written just a couple of chapters and I put it aside.

Along comes a new idea, and a fresh start on a new novel, Yancey Gates, about a very spiritual person. And I realized I could put these two books together; Yancey Gates and World’s Faire. But I had a problem to overcome, for both books had begun in first person present – a writing style and tense that I’ve come to favor; it brings immediacy and some tension the moment. And besides, spiritualism focuses on the Self, so making the Self paramount aids in conveying the metaphysical information central to this book.

I solved the problem of two first person characters (usually a no-no in writing), by dividing the book into several “parts”, a new part beginning whenever there is a change in lead characters. Now readers can experience the mind and thoughts of persons of varying degrees of spiritual awareness. And there is a yet bigger similar type change in a later part of the book which I’ll not get into here.

The purpose of Yancey Gates, the novel, is to bring readers into the experience of a man who is seeking to overcome the world, putting all of his mental resources into it. If this book succeeds, it will help readers to identify the various states of awareness, and to progress in awakening the mind, and to measure his progress in doing so by putting a yardstick up to his various past and present perceived states of awareness.

The World’s Fair is a sidebar, a project dropped into Yancey’s lap in his capacity as an employee at the Planning Department, in San Francisco where the new World’s Fair will be headquartered. It comes out of the author’s imagination; a grand World’s Fair unlike any other Fair that has ever been known. The spiritual theme offers great opportunity for Yancey to progress in his spiritual role, but similarly turns up the worst in his superiors at Planning, who are bent on finding influence with the Governor, who is driving World’s Fair project.

The cast of characters, with their human failings and strengths, who enter and interact in Yancey’s world will spur him on, helping him to complete his final journey one day, and if readers feel so similarly motivated, this book will have been a success.

Arthur Telling, born in San Francisco, California, grew up on the San Francisco peninsula, and presently resides across the bay in Oakland with his wife. A lifelong search for meaning and purpose in life, brought him to nearby Berkeley, with its rich metaphysical environment.  He has authored several novels, and has written numerous stories and articles. His articles have regularly appeared in online conscious lifestyle magazine OM Times ( including the January 2017-C issue “Jane Roberts, the Seth Books: An Overlooked Giant”  and August 2016-B issue “Son of Man May Not Have Been Jesus”. His article “A Different Jesus Message” was published in the November 2011 AMORC online Rosicrucian Digest. His article answering the question “How are the mind and brain related?” appeared in January/February 2008 edition of British Journal Philosophy Now. His website is



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Thursday, August 17, 2017

Sinful Press ~ presents ~ Sinful Pleasures (Erotic Anthology)

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Sinful Pleasures: An Anthology of Erotic Tales
by Sinful Press (@sinfulpress)

Release date 20th August 2017

Sinful Press welcomes you to lose yourself in Sinful Pleasures.

Join us as we weave our way from mainstream erotic romance to surreal sex-filled dreamscapes and everything in between, created by some of the best new and established voices in the erotica genre.

Janine Ashbless, Ella Scandal, Sonni de Soto, Jo Henny Wolf, Lily Harlem, Lady Divine, Gail Williams, Samantha MacLeod, Tony Fyler, Ellie Barker, Lisa McCarthy

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Excerpt ~ from On The Line by Sonni de Soto:
If he wanted to call her, he could call her.

He didn’t have to wait for her.

Decisively, he reached for his phone and began to dial.

She answered on the first ring. “Twenty minutes past nine.” Danielle tsked. “I always wondered how long it would take for you to call me.” Even over the phone, he could practically hear her shrug. “Twenty minutes sounds about right.”

“So this was a test?” He raised an eyebrow, not sure he liked the idea of that.

“Not a test, per se.” Her throaty voice was a soothing purr that, despite his efforts, did calm his irritation. Which was kind of irritating in and of itself. “More of an experiment. To shake things up a bit.”

“Shake things up how?” He harrumphed back against his headboard.

“We’re in a rut, Christopher.” She sighed with an audible shake of her head. “We’ve got to Columbus our way out of this.”

A rut? They were in a rut? Chris frowned and adjusted his glasses. He supposed that, sure, they’d both been a little tired lately. A little overworked and stressed. But a rut? “How are we supposed to do that?”

“Close your eyes,” she urged into the phone.

He huffed a bit, pouting, but did as she asked. It was, after all, a simple request. “Okay.”

“Imagine us,” her voice whispered in his ear. “Imagine us in your room. On your bed.”

Chris let out a sigh and tried. His mind focused, picturing her painted and so-mobile mouth forming her words. He thought about her tongue, slick and sly, as it slid across those lips, leaving a sheen in its wake. Chris let his mind remember the taste of her kiss, an utterly illogical mix of heated want and cool mint.

He imagined the familiar flush that always swept over her cheeks right before he took her mouth, that visible sign of her excitement that never failed to fuel his own. He knew that a blush like that could travel down her neck, her shoulder, her spine in a tickled shiver with the simplest touch.

And then there, in his room, on his bed, in his mind, like magic, she was laid seductive and stretched-out before him. He imagined the dark fall of curls that clouded around her face and shoulders, framing bared, bronzed skin perfectly.

His hands itched to grab the curves of her body. The swell of her sweeping hips. The pointed tips of her delectable breasts. The length of her long legs. The soft spread of sun-ripened skin, that always held the sweet scent of citrus, over the generous lushness of her body.

He could hear his own breath rasp as his mind transported her from her dorm room to the foot of his bed.

“Good,” he heard her coo in his ear. “Now that you have me there, whatever will you do with me?” Her mockingly na├»ve tone left him feeling provoked and promised.

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