SEDITIOUS is almost here! 4th Novel in “The Light-Bearer Series” by Emily Guido
Down the corridor, Dmitri pulled Hera into a small study.
Deep inside her heart, Hera was still hurt. Even though she understood about how Bathsheba clouded his judgment, she could not understand how he could fall to pieces again. With this in mind, she most certainly did not want to be pulled anywhere by him.
He closed the door, and immediately held her against his body so she could not leave his grasp.
“Dmitri, release me now!”
“I will not release you until you have forgiven me, Hera.” He bent down, and kissed her cheek.
“You have my forgiveness, now let me go!” she grumbled with clenched teeth.
“No, Hera…” he sighed with a lilt of shame. “I want you to forgive me,” and his eyes became pools of tears.
She could see his regret and offered, “Let your mind be finally at rest Dmitri. I believe you are truly sorry for your actions. I also believe you were tricked and deceived by Lucifer who sent the Witch.”
Suddenly, Hera hugged him as to hold his gorgeous body closer to her. With desperation, she pleaded, “My love, I ask your forgiveness too.”
“What?” He pulled away to look in her eyes.
“For years Dmitri, I have harbored covetous jealousy toward you and Bathsheba. But, it was unfair to think you had any obligation to your deceased wife. You did not know I was in Heaven waiting to be released of my hold.”
“My lovely Hera, I understand. There is nothing to forgive,” he sighed as he shook his head.
“That is exactly how I feel, Dmitri.” She threw herself into his embrace.
He held her close and wrapped his large arms around her tightly. Dmitri kissed her neck and whispered with a sexy tenor in his voice, “Hera, are you ready for this my dear?”
“No, but I will make do.” She looked away to avoid his eyes.
“When we get in there, do not hold back my love. Let me have it, as they say nowadays.” He took her face in his hands and growled with passion. “My divine Hera, I love you. As much as I regret my actions all those years ago, you can punish me until the end of time, and it will not take my shame away.”
“You should not carry that shame, Dmitri. Let it go. Release all the negative feelings you have. I love you, and I know you love me.” Tears streamed down Hera’s face.
He wiped each one as they fell.
Chania agora (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
“When I was a little girl, my dreams were filled with images of you. When we stared at each other across the crowded Agora Market Square, I knew you were my soul mate.” She released the tie which tucked away his long hair, and ran her fingers through it. Her body responded in kind to his sexual charisma and held him closer.
“You saw me in your dreams before we met? I never knew that, Hera. You should have told me,” he uttered while he enjoyed her touch.
She wet her lips, looked up through her thick lashes and replied, “Dmitri, even though you were my soul mate, I did enjoy the chase.”
He closed his eyes and smiled with the pleasure that Hera loved him at first sight.
“Dmitri, it does not take a mathematician to know the equation: love, plus love, equals love.”
As he burned with passion, Dmitri took her face in his hands, and kissed her sweet lips. The kiss turned into an explosion of want and sexual need. He pushed her against the wall.
Hera moaned, gripped him harder, and burrowed her fingernails into his backbone to keep a close embrace on him. She surrounded her legs around his waist.
He growled with pleasure.
Their desire was in the air like a warm energy which passed through them. They liquefied against the wall of the study, almost to the point of no return. Breathless with passion, they pulled away from each other.
Portrait photo of a young women with black hair looking over her shoulder (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
“Now, that is what I call a makeup kiss, Dmitri.” She saw his eyes had become blue pinpoints from want.
“Hera, after this duty is over, I will come to you, and as they say…” he took her hands, pushed them against the wall palms up as pink light pulsed through their bodies which made every part warm and stimulated, “…you have not seen anything yet.”
“Husband,” she whispered, “I will be waiting for you to come to me,” and winked at him. Hera took a big breath and advised, “Unless you want to explain to the children the facts of life, you better calm down.”
Again, they pulled away from each other hot with passion.
“I will always have the need to kiss you, to be near you, to love you, my beautiful wife.”
Hera took the tie and began to gather his hair back into a ponytail.
Dmitri smiled because it felt good to have her hands in his hair. “I will show you that you are my one and only love.” He kissed her again with softness. As he let go of her, he could see her body blush as she bit her lip in anticipation.
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Oh my… I need a fan.
Is it hot in here?
SEDITIOUS is coming soon folks!
It is hot and adventure packed with betrayal and sedition.
One of my favorite novels in “The Light-Bearer Series”…
(okay, okay, they are all my favorites)
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This trailer can give you a good idea of what to expect…
Castle Charmeine is a ROCKIN’
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Pay it Forward Friday with Author V.S. Nelson and her novel ETERNAL NIGHTS
Synopsis of ETERNAL NIGHTS
With each passing day Jessica’s consciousness grew stronger. For twenty years she was content to remain as she was—trapped inside another. The life she led came to an abrupt end the moment she laid eyes on Raphael. At first she suspected they were destined to be together–his gentle touch confirmed it. Although he didn’t know it, he ignited waves of a fiery passion that burned deep into her soul. It became brighter every day, giving her the strength she needed. Somehow she would find a way to free herself from her grandmother’s powerful magic.
Since her birth she learned vicariously from observing others of her kind and until now she was satisfied with the life she led. She had everything one would need to live a meaningful life without the stress the human world inflicts on its inhabitants. With each passing day her obsession to be more than she was, intensified. Jessica knew she was gifted with her race’s abilities to communicate with others but until now she had never used them. They say practice makes perfect and she was at a point now where she could make her presence known—at least to him.
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Review of ETERNAL NIGHTS
I must try not to sound like a sales person, but this book was AMAZING!!!
I was captivated from the very first page and could not stop reading! I took this story with me everywhere; out to dinner, to the kitchen while I cooked dinner, I even read during some of my favorite television shows!
The chemistry and passion between Raphael and Jessica is breath taking and leaves you wanting to know more about these two and all the other players in V.S. Nelson’s series.
The internal struggle Jessica faces is amazingly written. You can’t help but cheer her on as she struggles to find a way to undo her grandmother’s magic. And then there is Raphael, every woman’s dream; he too has to fight his own demons in order to assist the woman he calls his angel.
This book (series) is so much more than any paranormal romance or urban fantasy I have read to date… how could I not recommend it? And now the wait for book three in the series begins.
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Snippet of ETERNAL NIGHTS
Jennifer couldn’t help herself; she burst out laughing picturing her oversized, muscle bound 5,000 year old immortal struggling with what normal folks did everyday.
“Jennifer, that’s not fair. Give a man a break, will ya?”
Her attempt to smother her laughter failed miserably.
“I know, but it’s just so damn funny. I know you probably haven’t had to fix yourself something to eat in what, a couple hundred years? … Oh God, I think I’m so tired, I’m getting slap happy.”
More laughter erupted over the phone line.
“Glad I could bring a little sunshine into your life… and it’s been more like a couple of thousand years… Thank you very much… Now you want to tell me where I can find a couple of plates.”
“Try the cabinet above where you found the knife.”
He opened the cabinet she directed him to.
”Smart ass! I’m feeling rather stupid here and you’re not helping matters.”
“I’m sorry. So tell me something, why didn’t you call Harold and have him make you something? Or go back over to the Bunkhouse to eat?”
“Because I thought I could do it myself! Crap, I didn’t know I was going to need a God damn road map to find where everything was in your kitchen. Do you know how many damn drawers and cabinet are in this place?”
“You’re the one who had the house built… remember?”
“Yeah, don’t remind me. At this point I’m ready to blow up the damn thing… well at least the kitchen.”
“Hey, don’t you go doing anything to my kitchen. I like it just fine the way it is.”
“Too late.”
“What do you mean too late?”
Silence
“Gabriel, answer me… What did you do?”
“You know the center drawer on the china hutch–well it kind of had a little accident.”
“What do you mean it kind of had an accident, what happened?”
“Ah… a… the handle came off in my hand.”
“Not a big deal. When I get home, I’ll have the repair man come over and put it back on.”
“Ah… Honey… I don’t think it’s fixable.”
“Why not, it’s just a knob… the repairman can put it back on.”
“No, he can’t… Trust me on this one, ok?”
“Gabriel, tell me the truth, what happened?”
“Well, when the thing came off in my hand, the drawer fell onto the floor. I tried to pick it up and put it back together but I was already frustrated trying to find the damn knife and I guess the anger got the best of me…”
“WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IN HERE… Did a bomb go off?”
Raphael’s loud voice echoed over the phone line. She heard her husband try and quiet Raphael by shushing him.
“Is that Jennifer?” Raphael asked, “If it is, you better not tell her… better yet, let me talk to her… Give me that phone.”
She could hear the little tug a war going on between the two. Raphael finally managed to get on the line.
“Hello, Jen… ah… ah… you’re still at the main house, right? …Good… because I don’t think you want to come home anytime soon… No, no, he’s ok… it’s your kitchen that has met with the destructive force of a hurricane…yeah, no problem… Un-huh… yeah, I’ll call a repairman… OK, here he is.”
Raphael handed the phone to Gabriel. “Here, she wants to talk to you.”
“Honey, as I was trying to explain, I just had a little accident with the china hutch… well hold on… I’m getting to that part… I was holding the knob in my hand when the drawer fell out then I guess I crushed it… and then I got mad because I knew you would be upset and I kicked the drawer… It kind of exploded into a hundred pieces… and the window broke… yes, I know… Yes, I should be more careful… Un-huh… not much else… I couldn’t figure out how to open the dishwasher… Yes, Dear… anyway… it kind of fell off its hinges too… not much else… except your oven isn’t working right. I tried to make some pasta and the door flew open and my pasta ended up… ok, here he is… I love you… Honey, I’m really sorry… ok, here he is.”
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Paying it Forward by Volunteering
By V.S.Nelson
I’m often asked by family, friends and other authors, “why do I take on so much; why do I volunteer my services when others are quite capable of raising their hand?”
Why? The reasons are really quite simple.
First off, let me say that I want to give back to the community at large for their support and for everything they have helped me with in the past few years. If it wasn’t for the encouragement and training I have received directly and indirectly through organizations like the RWA chapters I belong to, I wouldn’t be where I am today, nor would I have ever re-joined the writing-publishing world after a long break.
I’ve never been one to sit on the sidelines and wait for things to happen. Even when I was in the educational field, I often found myself sitting on boards and judging events for students. I think I sold more cans of pop and washed more cars than anyone in my teaching career, hoping to raise enough money to take my students on a variety to field trips.
So I have applied the same practice to my writing career. Gladly, those days of washing cars are over. Now, I do what ever I can to “get involved” by surrounding myself with the talents of other writers. In a way, one might even consider me some sort of psychic vampire, as I tend to leave the writer’s meetings I attend, inspired. My word count usually doubles following a meeting where other authors are in attendance. But one can gain so much more than an increase of their daily word count by attending writer’s meetings.
On another note, I can’t help but wonder why someone would join a professional organization and not get involved or attend the monthly meetings. More than once, I have met another author who claims they are a member, but then only attend one or two meetings a year–if that. What good are they getting out of their membership? I will admit, general meetings filled with business stats can be boring, but as a general rule there is so much more to each meeting one can benefit from. Guest speakers, writing professionals, and free workshops presented by some of the best in the business are given by most RWA chapters. So why not take advantage of what you are paying for? As Spock would say, “this is illogical.”
When I first joined Desert Rose, one of our local RWA chapters here in Arizona, I didn’t know anyone. The fear of walking into a room full of people you don’t know can be intimating to most. I know, because I was that someone. So what did I do? I took the cowards way out and brought someone with me. That way, if no one introduced themselves to me, I’d have at least someone to talk to. Surprisingly, my companion and I received a very warm welcome and I’ve been attending their meetings ever since.
My first payback. During my first year, I soon found myself volunteering to work the door as a greeter. Since I received such a warm welcome, could I not do the same for another who was attending their first meeting? Oh, but I received so much more in volunteering, as it gave me the opportunity to meet those authors (up close and personal) who were “older and wiser” than I – those who had been members for years.
Conference time rolled around and since I was planning on attending so I could pitch my book, I found myself volunteering to work a variety of events. The conference was better than I anticipated for many reasons. Not only did I receive several requests for my work, but I enjoyed and learned how writer’s conferences operated (first hand) by volunteering to work the agent-author room, the hospitality suite… and even the book store. Experience, like that can’t be bought and it is something I can use for the rest of my life.
My first year is long past and I still continue to attempt to pay it forward by giving back to the community who has helped me on the long and lonely road of a writer. I’m now a member of three RWA chapters and serve on two of those chapter’s boards. I’m also very involved in two other non-chapter related conferences in addition to our local one. I judge a variety of writer’s contests every year and am proud to say I do. I receive numerous non-solicited manuscripts with requests for critiques and reviews. I have yet to refuse a single one.
Giving back or paying it forward is this writer’s way of simply saying, thank you.
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Bio of Author V.S. Nelson
Being a Native American woman and a Scorpio, author V.S. Nelson has always had a fondness for history, mythology, the occult, and the unexplained events which have occurred on this world we call home. It was no wonder she found herself writing a paranormal series.
Raised on authors like H.G. Wells and Jules Verne and coming from a long line of oral storytellers, Ms. Nelson work has been defined as innovative and fresh. She will take you by the hand and lead you into the depths of her imagination as if you are sitting next to her on the couch one minute and alive within her fantasy world the next.
She has always enjoyed reading stories with strong relationships and happy-ever-after-endings and it is reflected in her work. Even her commercial fiction, Sins of a Man, the Memoirs of a Mafia Hit man, is layered with romantic elements. I’ve heard her say she is in love with love more than once and that too is echoed in her stories.
Landing in Arizona, after an exciting teaching career, which took her to the Middle East for several years, she lives in Arizona where she spends most of her time making love to her computer while writing, editing or researching, seven to ten hours a day. The days she’s not writing, you will find her with her critique partners, attending or presenting a workshop or at a RWA (Romance Writers of America) meeting. She’s extremely active in three RWA chapters in addition to her other associations.
She enjoys hearing from readers, fans and people with similar interests. They are more than welcome to contact her through her website
http://www.authorvsnelson.com
Ms. Nelson’s latest release, Eternal Nights – Sekhmet’s Guardians – Book Two is the now available on Amazon and other fine book stores in a variety of formats (Kindle, regular paperback and large print for those with less than perfect vision), in addition to her other title.
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Heating up… preview “SEDITIOUS” the 4th Novel in “The Light-Bearer Series” by Emily Guido
“Okay, we have to imprison Lord Cromwell, check,” and Charmeine held up her hand making a check mark in the air.
“Listen Sis, we need to tell you of how daunting Lord Cromwell is,” Hameal remarked as his face became stoic with a very serious look.
“Some of Earth’s darkest times were influenced by him,” Hera added.
“We know his deeds from our holds in Heaven,” Laura said as she folded her arms across her chest and sat back with a distant look. “We could see the loss of life and destruction he caused by clouding men’s minds. It’s a pretty lengthy list.”
“Yeah Mom, he was the one to influence building the Tower of Babel,” Sandra chimed in.
“The actual Tower of Babel? But how…?” Charmeine asked.
“Generations following the great flood with Noah, we, the people of the Earth spoke one language,” Dmitri interrupted her and had a far off look on his face.
With a glimmer of recognition, Tabbruis added, “We migrated from the east, and came to the land of Shinar.”
“Where the people resolved to build a city with a tower,” Thomas said with a black face.
“The tower was supposed to have its top in the heavens…” Hameal murmured.
“Lest we be scattered abroad upon the face of the Earth,” Neal grumbled.
“And so God scattered them upon the face of the Earth, and confused their languages, and they left off building the city.” Laura welled in tears.
Charmeine asked, “You knew each other then?”
They all shook their heads no.
“We did not know each other then, but we lived the same history,” Tabbruis replied.
Thomas uttered with a face of reminiscence, “The Tower which was called Babel because God confounded the language of all the Earth.”
“I’m constantly amazed at the history you all have shared.” Charmeine’s face lit up when she heard about the events they lived through.
Tabbruis snapped, “Charmeine, you romanticize history, but those who have lived it, are traumatized by it!”
She looked at him with surprise. He never lost his temper until Bathsheba came. She felt like her heart was bleeding.
“Amen to that, Tabbruis!” Laura blurted out. “Charmeine, you have no idea how lucky you were to appear on Earth in 1997. Some of us have had to live through Hell.”
Hameal could see Charmeine was still hurt from Tabbruis’ retorts. He tried to change the subject. “The assassination of Julius Caesar was from his doing. Cromwell also influenced Hernán Cortés who was mainly responsible for the Spanish conquest of the Aztec Empire. The carnage of the people and rape of the land was immeasurable.”
“Mom, the Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria, heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, and his wife, Duchess of Hohenberg, were assassinated on June 28, 1914, in Sarajevo. Their deaths were the impetus for World War I, and we believe this pitiful excuse for a Blood-Hunter is guilty,” Shane said with a frown.
“How can he wield such power?” Charmeine asked. She tried not to get sick and said, “But, two questions weigh on my mind. First and foremost, how did Pascal overcome the influence of Lord Cromwell? Second, why didn’t Pascal kill him? Why imprison him when he knew he was such a threat to the Blood-Hunters?”
“We do not know, but I feel positive the family will find out those answers,” Tabbruis replied. “Nevertheless Charmeine, you need to know what kind of a force we are dealing with. Lord Cromwell will not be easy to defeat. I am afraid the Elder Council was just a warm up for our family’s strength to be tested on Earth.”
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Things are heating up!
A friend told me last week, “Seditious is one of those novels that really make you sit on the edge of your seat.”
I took that as a real compliment, and it made my day! I was smiling from ear to ear.
I hope today you have a good thing said to that makes your day!
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Charmeine (The Light-Bearer #1) by Emily Guido – Review by Susan’s Book Reviews
Older Editions of “Charmeine”
Okay folks… I had to re-post this review because I wax poetic about this past year as life is a tornado with little reprieves to take a breath… and a major birthday is coming.
Originally,I wrote the ONE big book “Charmeine” and self-published in January 2012. I had no knowledge of Publishing and because of that, getting reviews, was very hard. For all these reasons:
1. I didn’t know how to request reviews or where I should go.
2. My book “Charemine” was unedited and not formatted.
3. “Charmeine” was a monster book, 600 pages 150,000 words.
4. I had no publisher.
Since then, my publisher, PDMI Direct Publishing, split the book “Charmeine” into three = “Charmeine,” “Mactus,” and “Accendo.”
This review is one of the most important reviews I ever had. It was by a reviewer who didn’t know me and read my unedited large book in its entirety.
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Review by Susan’s Book Reviews
Originally reviewed in May, 2012
I started following
http://emilyguido.com/
She is the author of “Charmeine,” the first book in the new “The Light Bearer Series.”
Everyday I would impatiently check my email waiting for another excerpt from her book “Charmeine.” When I found out that the next book in the series is going to be released soon, I decided that I needed to read the entire book, not just the snippets. So I purchased my copy (first book I’ve bought in ages) and started to read…
In Heaven, Charmeine and Tabbruis are worried. Charmeine, an Angel of Harmony, has a mission to provide harmony and peace in times of trouble. Lately she feels a serious drain on her power and her ability to provide harmony was lessening daily.
Tabbruis is the Angel of Self-Determination and is several levels higher than Charmeine. He allows us to use our free will and inspires us to think of new ways to do things. He must help an Archangel to have conviction in his beliefs and will therefore be unavailable to the family for most of the day. They are waiting to hear what the Prophecy will bring but neither believes it will be good news.
We then go back, back to a time before Tabbruis and Charmeine have met. When Tabbruis used another name and Charmeine had no idea who she really was or what her real name was. Back before love had finally made them complete.
Tabbruis is a Blood Drinker, a vampire. He believes his destiny is to walk earth always in need of blood. Human blood is best, but Tabbruis has learned to use wild animal blood instead to curb his craving. He can go out in sunlight, but prefers the darkness, he seldom sleeps, he is very wealthy and very handsome. People usually bend to his will with little or no problem. He prefers to be alone. The sound, the smell and the action of the sea calms him.
Charleen (aka Charmeine) has beautiful brown eyes and a very sweet nature. Summer is her favorite time of year, she loves the feel of sun on her skin. She learned Judo so she will never be a victim. She has never really dated and has never really been attracted to any man, and she has no interest in finding out why. She tries to tell herself she is happy but she knows that really she wants a man in her life, someone to share with. Charleen loves to go and watch the waves at the sea-shore. it’s very peaceful.
Tabbruis and Charleen meet. They stare deep into each others eyes, and they know. They have found the other half of themselves.
But will it be enough to overcome all the obstacles both known and unknown in their paths?
Can there be happiness between two such different creatures?
I am very satisfied with this story.
There were many things to like such as vampires, the supernatural, action scenes, good characters who throughout the book evolve and a very emotional romance involving two people of different races/cultures.
I did at times feel the writing was a little stilted (the kindle edition needs some editing) and that did affect the flow of the story.
Overall, this is a great read, and a terrific debut novel for Emily Guido!
I look forward to the next book in the series.
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