Vampires of the World Weekend Part 2


My flesh ignited with the sweetness of the drink, the sweetness and the saltiness and the pure, tawny wholeness of it.  I could feel the rough ridges where my pantyhose had run as I stumbled through the hallway — when was it?  A lifetime ago?  I could feel a hangnail on my right thumb, sense it tingle before it closed itself up, before it disappeared.

And I could feel the mangled mess beneath my jaw.  My torn vein was weaving itself together, knitting itself back to health.  The flow of blood was restored beneath my skin, and the smooth stretch of my neck was new again.

With the healing came full awareness.  Full comprehension.  I knew that I was on a leather sofa.  That I was cradled against a body.  Arms were wrapped around me, holding me close, spoon fashion.  My face was pressed against one of those arms, against a smooth, muscular wrist.  My lips were suckling at the edges of a wound.

I was drinking Mr. Morton’s blood.

I pulled back, horrified.  My motion, though, only moved me closer to his chest, closer to the body that sheltered me, that protected me.  Closer to the vampire who was my boss.  “Let me go!” I demanded, but I was still too dazed to put actions to words, to actually push myself away from him.

In a moment,” he said, and his words reverberated along the length of my spine.

I should have been petrified.  I should have fought for freedom, given my life to escape to the human world, to the sane world, to the normalcy that waited somewhere outside this office.  But the energy inside me — the alien blood inside me — soothed me, calmed me as if it were a drug.  I sank back, dazed by the sensation that all was right, that I was safe.

I licked my lips, and I realized that the blood carried information.  I knew things that I’d only imagined an hour before.  A lifetime before.  I understood vampires — who they were, what they did, how they lived, year after year after year, forever, unless they were killed.

Vulnerable to silver:  check, as I’d already witnessed back in the courtroom.

Destroyed by sunlight:  check, if “destroyed” meant increasingly severe burns tied to the length of exposure, culminating in brutal, cindery death.

Killed by stake:  check, but only with a direct blow to the heart, with a weapon made of oak.

Teleporting, mind-reading, turning into a mist:  nope, nothing that cinematic.

Garlic, crosses, and other pathetic human folk remedies to protect against fangs:  forget about it.

Vampires didn’t need to sleep in coffins, and they didn’t salvage earth from some distant homeland.  They did require an explicit invitation before they could cross the threshold of a home.  And somehow, creepiest of all, they had no reflection — not in a mirror.

All of that was crystal clear inside my head.  All of that, and one more fact:  vampire blood healed humans.  Healed humans completely, from whatever physical harm we suffered, from whatever illnesses our weak, flawed bodies harbored.

Vampire blood had brought me back from the very brink of death.

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The door jerked open and Jorick stood in the doorway, framed in a glaring blaze of light. His black hair was wild about his face. Blood splattered across his pale features and his dark eyes were filled with anger. As if to make the scene more surreal, he brandished a bloodstained sword.

Without a word, he pulled her from her attacker and threw her behind himself. The intruder lunged and Jorick lashed out at him with the blade.

Katelina’s screams had stopped, replaced by someone else’s. She looked around to find the basement bathed in the brilliant light of flames. The pile of wooden crates looked like a miniature bonfire, as did a screaming man. He danced around and tried to beat out the fire that engulfed him. Two bodies lay slumped some distance from him, face down on the basement floor. Dark puddles spread beneath them.

A new cry sounded and Katelina looked in time to see the attacker in the corridor fall. Jorick paused indecisively over his body, and then quickly turned away.

Come on!” He grabbed Katelina’s arm and tugged her after him. The wooden beams above their heads began to catch fire and the thick smoke rolled against the ceiling.

The stairs,” she cried and pointed desperately to their only escape.

No. There are more of them upstairs. This way.”

He pulled her to another padlocked door. Though he didn’t bother with his keys, he only kicked the door to shreds in one smooth motion and dashed though it. The darkness quickly swallowed them as the tunnel twisted and turned, going ever upwards. Katelina glanced over her shoulder time and again, eyes scratching the darkness for signs of pursuers, but she saw nothing.

At last Jorick stopped. He released her hand and threw open a trap door above them. Cool moonlight spilled down into the corridor and she shrank back from it.

Jorick pulled himself through the opening. He motioned for her to stay where she was, then disappeared from her sight. He was back in a moment, crouched at the edge of the opening. “It’s clear, come on.” He held his blood stained hand to her and she took it, too numb to care. He pulled her up into the night where she collapsed on the dewy grass and gasped mouthfuls of fresh air.

We must not linger; we may yet be followed.” He slammed the trapdoor shut and busied himself locking it from the outside.

Katelina sat up and nodded mutely, all of her limbs shaking. She tried desperately to catch her breath and gasped out the question, “Who… who were they?”

Jorick sighed. The moonlight made his skin gleam white and turned the blood splatters into splotches of black. “Vampires,” he said quietly. “They were Vampires. Just like Michael.”

Katelina stared at him for a moment, waiting for the punch line. When one didn’t come she threw back her head and laughed. “Of course they were!” In that moment it seemed the slender thread that separated waking from nightmares had snapped, and she suspected she’d never see a Twinkie again.

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They cut through the untouched snow, circling the ruins of the mansion. Some distance from the back of the house was a grouping of forlorn trees. Dead, heavy moss trailed from their branches, and at their feet were clustered several old gravestones. As if to make the scene complete, a wrought iron fence bordered three sides of the tiny cemetery and thick, thorny vines grew around the stones and onto the trees; old rose bushes waiting for spring.

Man, it’s like a horror movie,” Loren mumbled. Though he shuffled along casually, his hands in his pockets, his eyes darted around nervously. “Hey, you’re sure this isn’t, like, a trap?”

No one would know of this place,” Jorick answered firmly. He came to a stop in the center of the graveyard and waited patiently.

Katelina moved to stand next to him, but a patch of softer earth sank beneath her feet and she jerked back instinctively. The snow rose in a small mound and hinted at something beneath the surface; a fresher grave, perhaps. She glanced to her left and saw a lopsided stone that had four names roughly carved into it. All but one were names she recognized: Jesslynn, Alexander, Tristan, and Bethina. Tristan? Could that have been the baby? And how had he buried them? Had he picked their bones out from the remnants of the fire and dug the hole himself?

The macabre thoughts made her shiver, and she stepped away, instinctively putting space between herself and that grave. Loren glanced at her uncertainly, uncomfortable fears in his eyes. A chill crept up her spine and she imagined a thousand terrible monsters that might be hiding somewhere. But, there were no foot prints; no sign of life at all except the heavy trees and the mournful winter wind.

Loren caught Katelina’s attention and held his hands out questioningly. She shrugged in reply and he cleared his throat to get Jorick’s attention. “Hey, man, I don’t mean any disrespect, but I don’t think-”

Jorick held up a hand to silence him. He pointed to a distant figure that was slowly making its way towards them. Katelina squinted and thought she recognized Oren’s gait.

Sure enough, it was Oren who joined them moments later, his blonde hair windblown around his face and his hands tucked into the pockets of a long gray coat. He looked from one to the other, then settled his attention on Jorick. “You got my message, then?”

Yes, in a way.” Jorick’s face was unreadable as he studied his friend. “What was so pressing, Oren, that you must send for me? I’ve already made my position clear.”

Yes, of course.” Oren replied impatiently. “That isn’t why I asked you here. I both have something to give you and would ask something from you.”

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He couldn’t pretend that seeing her laughing and smiling like that at that guy hadn’t cut into him. Hadn’t he been watching it all year? Hadn’t he been supportive when she’d been dating that idiot Chris?

Of course he had and that was the problem right there. He was always supportive. He was the friend and she’d never, never see him as anything else.

He was doomed.

And it was his own damned fault because he couldn’t figure out any other way to get close to girls. He didn’t have Charlie’s ability to chat them up. The only thing he knew how to do was be nice. And when he was nice all they thought of him was nice.

Doomed to be nice.

Dammit!

He kicked at some dead leaves on the ground. His pace slowed. There weren’t any leaves on the lawn. He lifted his head and actually looked around. In the gloom, he saw the suggestion of trees all around him. Somehow he’d wandered off the lawn and into the trees off the path. Great, that would be great to get lost in the trees until the sun came up. He still had class tomorrow even if it was later in the morning.

Well, he’d probably walked straight in so he would just turn around and walk straight out again. He spun and headed back. Without his head down, he felt the lower branches brush at the top of his head, messing his hair even more than usual. What did it matter? No one ever bothered to look at him twice so who cared?

Great, now he’d turned into a self pitying whiner.

Someone just shoot him.

He caught a suggestion of movement out of the corner of his eye to the right. Before he could turn, something slammed into him. He stumbled, his legs buckled with the force of it. He landed on his side, his arm pinned under his body. He tried to push up on the ground, his hand sinking into wet, squishy vegetation, but something dark fell over him. He smelled a sour stench. Something grabbed his head and yanked it to the side. A soft wetness licked along his neck then sharp pain pierced his skin. His body jerked and flailed. Something encased him in a vice grip, preventing him from moving. Soon he didn’t want to. Ice seemed to flow into his body from his neck, paralyzing his muscles. Was this what snakes did, he wondered but there couldn’t be any snakes here, not one this big. He tried one last time to kick his feet, thought he might feel a running shoe slip off and go spinning into the darkness. Then the pain didn’t matter any more, in fact it wasn’t pain at all, it was euphoria spreading through his limbs, leaving him weak and jelly-like and the vice grip was a warm blanket, wrapped around him by his mother. He could almost feel her kiss on his neck.

But her teeth… Oh her teeth were too sharp…

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And it’s a guest! And she is in not one, but two of my curated bundles! You can find her book both in Sci-fi July (that will go on sale from Oct.31 to Nov.5)  and in Vampires of the World! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Rebecca M. Senese!

Where do you live and write from?

I live in Toronto, Canada and write wherever I find myself.

Why do you write?

I write because when I don’t write I feel miserable. And someone’s got to tell these stories that are floating around in my head.

When did you start writing?

I think I started writing as soon as I could hold a pencil. My earliest memory of writing a story is in grade school. We had these workbooks and we were only supposed to write on the right hand page so the teacher could write their comments about our work on the facing page. Rebel that I am, I wrote a horror story on the left side page about a haunted house with a vampire, a mummy, Frankenstein, a werewolf, and a gorilla, because I thought gorillas were scary. I got in trouble for writing that.

What genre(s) do you write?

I write contemporary fantasy, horror, science fiction, mystery, urban fantasy really whatever strikes me at the time. And usually my stories are more than one genre. For some reason my brain loves to mash things together because why not?

What is your goal as a writer and what are you doing to achieve it?

I want to create the best stories I can to entertain and touch readers. The best way I can achieve that is to write as much as possible and read as much as possible, to learn from other writers. What can they teach me about being entertaining and telling a great story and how can I do the same?

What is the best piece of writing advice you’ve ever been given?

Trust yourself, keep writing, and just get out of the way. Also, read for enjoyment and afterwards figure out what they did that worked.

Outliner or improviser? Fast or slow writer?

A little bit of both. I mostly write into the dark but do make a few notes along the way of ideas that pop up, as a sort of guide. I don’t necessarily follow that though. My writing speed depends on the project. Ironically, short pieces tend to go slower for me. Longer pieces tend to go faster. But I do generally try to write every day and I’m focusing on doing a lot more next year in a personal challenge!

Tell us more about your book in the bundle

Vampires of the World

A Reluctance of Blood is the story of Sebastian Lockhart, a normal college student, who gets bitten by a vampire but doesn’t fully turn. I wanted to take vampires back to their monstrous roots and explore what it would be like to suddenly find yourself overwhelmed by these monstrous desires. Sebastian finds his life turned upside down as he struggles to come to grips with what happened to him and what it means to his life.

Sci-fi July Fever Fun

Beyond Control, Interlude, Beyond Reach is a collection of three stories in the Beyond Saga, a science fiction space opera. They introduce the main characters: Nadia, a genetically engineered assassin who begins to question her work, and Devon, a Tracker who is sent to hunt down Nadia. For both of them, I liked exploring how they responded to situations, especially when their responses were not what was expected of them and how they had to deal with the consequences of those actions.

Tell us about your latest book (add link if published)

November 1st, I’m publishing a story called Borrowed Magic, part of the Uncollected Anthology: Warlocks issue. Find out more here: https://rebeccasenese.com/books/borrowed-magic/

Any other projects in the pipeline?

I’m currently working on a series of novels about Santa’s son working as a private detective. I’m hoping to have the first one ready soon!

Where to find Rebecca:

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And it’s a guest! From the Vampires of the World bundle! Where we get to the origins of the legend, Transylvania itself! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Kari Kilgore!

Where do you live and write from?

I live in my native Appalachian Mountains in Virginia, though I grew up and have lived all over the place. Our house is at the end of a long dirt road on 250 forested acres, with dogs, cats, and wildlife my husband Jason Adams and I are better off not knowing too much about.

Why do you write?

The truest answer is so I can find out what happens. Once a what if… takes root in my mind, some part of me can’t rest until I know how it turns out. It really is a turbocharged form of reading.

When did you start writing?

I remember telling myself elaborate stories when I was bored as a kid, even before grade school, and directing the other neighborhood kids in dramatic story adventures when we played outside. I first remember using written words for stories pretty much as soon as I learned how. After years of life and other distractions, I focused on storytelling around 2014.

What genre(s) do you write?

All over the place! The best way I’ve found to describe it is genre agnostic speculative fiction. I rarely write anything that stays here and now in the normal world. I’ve ranged from science fiction to steampunk to ghost stories. A whole lot of what I write fits into magic realism, often called contemporary fantasy.

What is your goal as a writer and what are you doing to achieve it?

My main goal is to have fun and tell myself the story. After that, I love to share it with others. Right now, that means continuing to build up my catalog and practice as much as I possibly can. I’m definitely an indie when it comes to novels, but I submit short stories and novellas to traditional magazines regularly.

What is the best piece of writing advice you’ve ever been given?

Write the next thing. I heard Hugh Howey say that ages ago, and I’ve returned to it frequently ever since.

Outliner or improviser? Fast or slow writer?

Improviser for sure. Outlines grind me to a halt, every time. Once I get into a story and the characters are in charge, I can write very fast. Several thousand words a day, straight through to the end. I’d like to do that more consistently.

Tell us more about your book in the bundle.

Until Death started out during a horror writers workshop in Transylvania back in 2015. One of the first writing prompts was to focus on our setting and write for twenty minutes or so. I started with the stray dogs barking outside our mountain inn, and the character Leo showed up right away. That turned out to be the opening of the novel, almost word for word.

I submitted Until Death for the Bram Stoker Awards for First Novel, and much to my surprise and delight, it was one of the ten included on the preliminary ballot after the first round of voting. Since as an indie I have a publicity department of ME, I was thrilled! The whole experience was great fun, and I made a bunch of friends along the way.

Rather than accidentally giving spoilers, here’s the blurb:

Leo Sabov never imagined a day without his beloved wife Maria. Now he faces the rest of his life alone.

After bringing Maria to rest in her native Transylvania, Leo only wants to escape the rumors and superstitions taking over the tiny mountain village.

A former Communist Party boss, a string of unexplainable deaths, and an ancient mama dog force him into mysteries he can’t understand or explain.

Will Leo survive a test even greater than the heartbreaking death of his wife, one with life or death consequences?

Tell us about your latest book

The latest book I published was an Appalachian ghost story called Songs in the Mountain. It’s inspired by and based on the coal mining region where I live. I combined a few towns, conjured a mystery, and set about finding out what happened next. It’s also the closest thing I’ve written to a romance so far, despite the body count.

Hartstown, Virginia, holds stunning natural beauty
and a close-knit mountain community. Deep in the heart of Appalachian coal country, Hartstown also suffers more than its fair share of tragedy. 

Beth Azen discovers a strange ability that leads her deep into the ancient mysteries of the mountains around her. Mark Hersch finds more than he 
ever imagined on his lifelong quest to heal the damage left by decades of mining. 

Together, they discover the deadly nature of true loneliness.

Any other projects in the pipeline?

Absolutely! There will be a sequel to Until Death someday, and as usual, I’m looking forward to finding out how that goes. I’ll be publishing another novella this year, a contemporary fantasy set in Manhattan called Legacy of the Land. I’m wrapping up a post-apocalyptic series set here in Appalachia. And as always, more novels and short stories in progress. Folks can sign up to find out more at www.karikilgore.com or www.spiralpublishing.net. Hope to see you there!

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Vampires of the World bundle8 novels box setcoming soon and already available for pre-order at Amazon, Apple, Barnes&Noble and Kobo!

Writer Wednesday


And I’m back! Still have to catch up on reading blogs, but here’s a summary of the writerly travel news…

I got the nicest personalized rejection letter while I was away, and now I know why that particular story won only Honorable Mention and wasn’t a finalist! 😉 Which doesn’t mean I will rewrite it, but I’ll keep the comments in mind for other stories!

I got the diploma yesterday and I’m thinking of adding it to the next collection of Amazon stories. If you’d like to read it now, you only need to subscribe to the bimonthly newsletter and you can download the free PDF when you sign up!

As for travel inspiration… I got a couple of ideas for the Quests books, might add a sentence or two in a Star Minds story set on Earth but mostly it was Assassins Guild and Vampires through the centuries!

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Qutub Minar – imagine this under a full moon with a winged Kol-ian perched on top…

Since I’ve been to the country of the Katar and even put my hand on one of those that open up as three blades (unfortunately I wasn’t allowed to take pics in that room), I now almost feel like one of the guild, haha! Anyhow, I got a few ideas for the Assassins Guild novella I plan to write next.

And here are a few examples from another royal palace of the interesting weapons I found:

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As for the vampires, I took notes for Shashank, Solveig, Romeo, Yao Shu and even the vampire wars, that will be held in Chittor, of course! 😉 It’s time Rajveer goes back home and sees what happened to it… and of course Mighty Menka will be there, waiting for him.

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Except he’s not alone, but has a whole coven of Western vampires with him, so who knows the outcome of that battle… I shall write it after Shashank and Yao Shu’s books, so probably in 2020! 😉

I also bought a few books on the kingdom of Mewar and Chittor and other stuff to study in the next months… as if the ones I bought in London last August weren’t enough!

Norman Blood‘s price went up after a long weekend of Kobo promo. I also noticed Kobo is reaching new countries… including India! Amazon beware, LOL! Next is Kaylyn, that will go live Nov.2… and the following weekend, Rajveer will be at 99cents for a limited time promo! Stay tuned for more…

Random Friday


I’m going to copy Shafali and mention a few random searches on this blog:

shahid kapoor pencil sketch yes, that you can find. I did only one because I don’t like his new look, haha! I might do another sometime in the future.

coloured pencil and pen sketching of salman khan nope, not even if you pay me… Sorry, I know how much you guys love him but I really can’t stand him. He’s Bollywood’s Tom Cruise for me and I’d rather avoid him at all costs.

You can find the other Khan, though, the King (vs the Emperor, mwhahahaha). I even re-watched Happy New Year on New Year’s Eve…

hindi actor pencil sketch drawing mmm, yes, although a little one-sided and mostly of Muse H (a.k.a The Emperor or Greek God)… and there’s more on DeviantART anyway! 😉

As for the spam comments, here’s the first of the new year:

spam6cut4blogon the wrong post anyway – with all the Rajveer-related posts, this person picked the wrong one! 😉 Besides, methinks that vampire and human don’t go together. I mean, one is either one or the other, not both! 😀 What does my esteemed colleague Joleene Naylor think about this? 😉

Ending with movies: Dear Offline Beta lent me Before Midnight, so I spent Christmas, Boxing Day and Sunday rewatching the whole trilogy. Nice closure! I also got myself the DVD of the Invisible Boy and watched it (and re-read the graphic novel that goes with it). Now I only need to read the related novel. And wait for a sequel, if there ever will be one (although it’s hinted in one of the graphic novel panels, not to mention the open ending…)! 😉

Have a great weekend! 😀

Writer Wednesday


Sales… nobody took advantage of it (except Tori, thank you for the review), but it’s been on my author of the month thread all this time. You can have Rajveer the Vampire 50% off at Smashwords – Coupon Code: JH97Z – Expires: December 2, 2015. Not many days left, so get it now.

Also, to celebrate the new cover by Cristina Fabris, I’m putting Kilig & Hakeem at 50% off until the same day. Coupon Code: KQ83V – Expires: December 2, 2015. In December I will do a Smashwords-only sale with 50% off selected titles… stay tuned for the list! 🙂 It will be mostly m/m titles, so if that’s what you come here for, come back next week.

By the way, I did the catalog for Unicorn Productions, you can download a free PDF on the homepage. I will soon go to the shop to have it printed on thicker paper to take to the English bookshop(s) here in Rome, and if I manage to get them books, I’ll try to send the printed catalog to the US bookstores, starting with the ones I know on the Oregon coast. Since I plan on doing more PODs in January, this might take some time and a few updates before I actually go with it! 😉

A couple of posts on writing for the market – not! Just don’t. Hear it from two people who have been in the market since before you were born. Dean Wesley Smith and Kristine Kathryn Rusch. Write what you love, what you want to read. Like Fairytales Revisited as m/m romance, if that’s your fancy right now! *stares into the mirror with a big grin*

When I’m done with those 3 I have in mind (well, Beautiful is out, currently writing the Snow White one, then I’ll have the Cinderella Man), I’ll move on to something else. Try to write that contemporary story that is meant to be written, finish the other longer contemporary story I have put in a drawer back in September, maybe write that Star Minds story with aliens on Earth, or maybe who knows. I haven’t decided what I’ll write next year yet (besides the two vampire historicals and finish the fairytales revisited, I mean)! 🙂

And if you’re looking for places to promote yourself or your books, here’s a list. I’m currently going through it, looking for places where I or my characters could show up. And as you can see in the comments, you can also contact me – I welcome guest authors from all backgrounds and all fiction genres! 🙂

That’s all for today! Have a great week! 😀

Writer Wednesday


Aaand there’s a party on Facebook! It’s already started, you’ve missed half the fun! Now don’t miss tomorrow, when I’ll be there, answering questions and whatnot! Attend and win prizes! And cookies! And get to know a nice vampire writer and her fellow authors including yours truly!

Okay, enough sales copy already! Where was I? Ahem, yes. Writing. Finished both workshops and I now have 4 story openings that I shall write. Contemporary stories, so they’ll be bundled with others in the next contemporary title. Stay tuned.

But first I want to finish Beautiful (I love those guys so much that I’m adding two more chapters), and then I’m off to Japan, so I won’t be working on anything until November. Well, maybe I’ll write one of those shorts next week. But I also want to publish SKYBAND 15, so the lettering and formatting of that one come first! 😉

About my very own vampire, coming soon in ebook form, here’s my version again. From celebrity portrait to character portrait, Muse H becomes Rajveer, with special thanks to Photoshop! Lovely Saturday procrastination…

2015yellow&Rajveer_resizeThe writerly links! Do not submit to the new Star Trek Strange New Worlds. And some more Konrants. And a most interesting article on Lee Child and how the best selling author writes his mysteries. Which goes well with 5 observations on the evolution of author business models.

Now I’ll just run screaming back into my writing cave. Writing is fun. The rest is not! 😉 But I’ll keep writing and trying to keep up with this new world of publishing. Next year I will increase my productivity again after filling my head with neat tricks and techniques at those workshops (I took 3 online workshops this year – more next year, I already have a wishlist).

I know my writing is changing, and I’m very happy about it. I’ve started learning again after stagnating over my “backlist” for four years, so… yeah, ready for the new beginning. Which doesn’t mean I’ll take down the old titles, but I’ll keep publishing new ones. This month there’s still SKYBAND 15 and Firebird. Next month Rajveer the Vampire and Beautiful. December contemporary stories and maybe another Silvery Earth novella.

And the Italian titles that I don’t mention on this blog. And the PODs I’ll do in November. And… well, that’s work, but whatever. The business part is my least favorite, but I can’t do without, so… onward! Have a great week! 😀

Writer Wednesday


Rajveer the Vampire – an historical fantasy novel by Barbara G.Tarn

In this new novel, Barbara G.Tarn combines her love for history (especially medieval) and fantasy. It’s the story of a vampire through the centuries that will appeal to both historical fiction readers and vampire lovers all over the world.

RajveerA “sun clan” warrior can never become a true child of darkness.
In 14th century India, Rajveer, a proud Rajput warrior of a Suryavanshi clan, is turned into a bloodsucker by an ancient Celtic vampire. Immortal, he loses his family to war and time and travels through northern India, seeing history unfold. Threatened by both human wars and evil vampires, can he remain true to his sworn vow not to take human lives?
A vampire’s journey through centuries.

Rajveer the Vampire by Barbara G.Tarn is now available for preorder on Smashwords, Kobo, Barnes&Noble and Apple for 4,99$.

Since it’s been two months since I set up this assetless pre-order, I thought I’d give a sample now. The final draft is currently being edited, so hopefully when I upload to Amazon, I can forget about it until release date! 🙂 So, just to make you curious, here you have the (for now) unedited opening five – my fave number! – paragraphs of Rajveer the Vampire.

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CHAPTER ONE – KINGDOM OF MEWAR, AD 1301

Chittorgarh crowned the flat narrow summit of its hill under the stars, towering above the surrounding valley with all its gates locked. The walls that stretched along the edge were the continuation of the steep slopes, the lower part made of rock as if they’d grown out of it. What looked so high from the valley was barely taller than the palaces and temples enclosed in the fortified walls of the capital city of the Kingdom of Mewar.

Rajveer stared worried at the full moon hovering over the battlement. His watch duty made him feel uneasy that night. It was all too quiet. Even owls were silent, waiting. He had been assigned to the wall-walk near the Suraj Pol, the uppermost gate of the eastern entrance, and couldn’t shake off his uneasiness.

He gripped the hilt of his faithful sword before looking down the steep slope over the solid parapet. No trace of life – animal or other – out there. The stone of the battlement felt dead cold under his touch.

He turned to the buildings within the precincts. It all looked quiet – as usual. The smell of jasmine came up from the royal palace’s wall. The moon reflected itself in the nearest pond, close to the western battlement, and the Kirti Stambh dominated everything like a dark presage of doom.

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From September 1 it will be available for preorder also on Amazon at the same price of 4,99$ and samples of the first chapters will be available on all retailers.

The price might go up on the release date, November 1, 2015, so order it now.

Preorder on Apple US, Barnes&NobleKobo and Smashwords.

Writer Wednesday


I don’t know on your side of the world, but here it’s veeeery hot. Hasn’t been this hot since 2003. So my brain is kinda mushy, but I managed to wrap up a few projects. Rajveer the Vampire and some Star Minds Interregnum stories.

And I wrote a short story, “recycled” from an old graphic novel, for prompt submission. And I’m waiting for another couple of submissions. So, I might not be publishing, but I’m submitting, therefore I’m waiting for more rejection letters to pile up in my folder! 🙂

This week I want to write two more shorts of the vampires series, one for a publication and the other for the Ink Slinger’s Halloween anthology (which might or might not be the first chapter of book 2). I’m still not sure about the series title, but I guess Vampires Through Centuries will have to do – unless I come up with something better! 🙂

Still working on the publisher’s site (and cleaning up this blog a little – I might make a new header too soon, or maybe not! 😉 I changed the Italian blog because it’s the only actual newsfeed in Italian, but this is still independent from Unicorn Productions) where you might see a new title, but not really the announcement, since D2D support hasn’t come back to me yet.

Anyhow, Star Minds Chasing Stardom is almost out… with the marvelous cover of Mighty Maurizio Manzieri. The book page still misses some links, but well… like I mentioned, I’ll announce new release on UPB from now on – but I really wanted you guys to see this cover (since the blog has 500+ followers and the publisher site none yet).

By the way, nobody answered to my question/giveaway for Rajveer the Vampire… either you still haven’t found the blog post, or you’re too shy, or you think the answers are already given, or… I don’t know. Even if you’re not Indian, I think the answer is pretty obvious – from the book blurb itself, but well…

I’m still willing to give to the first 10 (TEN) people who guess why he has that symbol on his forehead the PDF of the first (UNEDITED) chapter one month and a half before everybody else. For a chance to this sneak-preview, send your answers to barb (at) unicornproductionsbooks (dot) com. Or use the contact form above…

No writerly links, although I have read some writerly wisdom around the blogosphere… Have a great week!

 

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