World Weaver Press is an amazing publisher and I’m so grateful for all their support and hard work over the years (and hand-holding, not gonna lie, which the folks at WWP are also very good at:) ) turning my manuscripts into something that readers enjoy. I’ve been so very lucky to be there. Learned a ton. Made some lasting friendships. All in all a thrilling ride. Mmmmwah.
Also if you haven’t read Omega Rising it’s still on sale!!
Writing and horses are two passions that traveled with me from childhood to adulthood. I was the pesky kid who bugged her parents for a horse every Christmas and every birthday. I got a Breyer model horse instead (haha, not funny mom). Then around age 13 I got a Saturday job at a nearby stable in exchange for riding lessons. I found my bliss. I wrote my first “book” about a girl and her horse around that time. Bliss struck again.
Both have been a huge part of my life ever since.
I got to wallow in my two passions writing my latest paranormal romance novel, Omega Rising. It’s about a stable owner and the unusual group that surrounds her. The fictional Sky Blue Farm is based on a stable where for years I lived and breathed and worked horses (minus the sexy shapeshifter wolves and bears and magic and murder. There was drama there but not that kind of drama 😀 ).
Horses need care 24/7 no matter the weather. In winter we bundled up in long underwear and held hot packs in freezing hands and hand-walked horses indoors when the sub-zero temps made it too dangerous to ride. In summer we sweated through our tank tops under the hot August sun in jeans or breeches with leather boots because riding in shorts is something you only try once (sweaty skin + leather saddle = omg-it-hurts-so-bad burns).
I’ve called vets for injured or sick horses. Scary.
I’ve called ambulances for injured people. Scarier.
One of my horses (a clever, handsome bay TB/Quarter Horse cross) was so quick sideways that he once left me hovering in mid-air for a split-second, during which I literally thought holy crap I’m in a Road Runner cartoon before I hit the ground in a heap. I’d have used it in Omega Rising but readers would’ve snorted in disbelief unless they were riders, too. In that case they’d nod yes, been there, that does indeed suck.
I’ve had young horses, tall horses, lazy horses, and spooky horses, learning something with every one. Grays and bays, mares and geldings, skinny chestnuts and fat ponies. I’ve been stepped on, knocked down, bucked off, bitten, kicked, and yes, sailed over a fence or two without my mount. But I loved them all.
In Omega Rising the opening scene shows the heroine and her mare, Peeka Booyah, jumping fences in a field. I based her on my own lovely mare except for the talent at jumping fences thing. Fiction is awesome 🙂
I wouldn’t trade my experiences at that farm for anything. Some of those memories made it into the book, some will NEVER see the light of day. Yeesh. But the camaraderie, that sense of family and belonging ran deep, overcoming the hurt feelings and squabbles and allowing us to survive when things went sideways. Much like it does for the Sky Blue Farm family in Omega Rising.
Our barn family isn’t together anymore; we peeled off one by one after the farm was sold but I’m in touch with some of them. My forever horse and I are at a different barn, one filled with good people, but I look back on those years at “my” barn with so much love in my heart. They changed me, shaped me; as a writer, as a rider, as a human being.
My heroine in Omega Rising, Cass, is funnier than I am, certainly ballsier, but we share an enduring love of and respect for all horses, small and tall. Oh, and we both have a passion for sexy, shapeshifter wolves *cough* Nathan *cough*
It’s Tuesday morning and I’m giddy as hell, my heart is pounding, and I can’t sit still due to the happy dancing all over the place.
My latest paranormal romance, Omega Rising, has launched into the world TODAY, propelled like a rocket by that gorgeous cover. It’s the start of the Wolf King series (and yes book 2, Skye Falling, is out, too, so if you read it and love it, you don’t have to wait for the next one. You’re welcome).
I adore the romance between Cass and Nathan. Let me set the stage for you. The Wolf King series is a story of shapeshifters and secrets, of romance with some mystery and magic. In it, the shapeshifters and magic users have been at war for a thousand years since the assassination of the Wolf King who ruled them all.
Omega Rising begins as there are rumblings that the Wolf King returned. Cass Nolan, the sleep-deprived, overworked stable owner, knows nothing about this Other World and is only interested in keeping her people safe from the psycho stalking her. Well, that and the dangerously sexy stranger Nathan.
Want an excerpt? Done!
He gestured toward the desk again, his eyebrows lifting at her obvious reluctance. Well it could only take a few seconds or so to place a bandage and he smelled so damn good. She settled herself on the desk and held out her hand. He was so close she imagined she could feel the heat of his body warming her skin. His thumb smoothed the edges of the criss-cross bandage while his other hand held hers loosely. Cass tensed, ready to yank her hand away. Nathan looked at her, questioning, she guessed, how she got the scrape.
“Misjudged the wall.” Her voice was unsteady as she tried to ignore the shooting tingly little sparks fanning out from his touch. His large tanned hand enveloped hers loosely, turning it over to trace her palm. Cass’s apprehension grew and she braced for the inevitable burn, her brain automatically rifling through the best maneuvers to pull herself free. The clunky phone on her desk could be a weapon and the letter opener was lying within easy distance. A bonk on the head or stab in the throat, if her gut had massively misjudged his character, would gain her freedom.
His hold didn’t tighten. Five seconds, ten, still nothing. Fifteen, twenty. She wanted him to let go yet clung to the warmth and texture of his skin. Her breath came faster but it wasn’t nerves alone. His finger traced a small cut on the pad of her ring finger and he looked up again.
“Pa-paper cut.” He grabbed an antiseptic square, tore it open with his teeth to keep his hold on her hand. Soon that cut was cleaned and covered. Her insides shivered as his hand glided over her forearm, pushing up the sleeve of her hoodie. Her skin soaked in the roughness of his palm and reached for the heat in his touch. Ninety seconds. She stared at his large, tanned hand stroking her pale forearm, the pure pleasure of it making her light-headed.
“You’re trembling,” he murmured as he continued his exploration, finding a larger angry red line with bruising around it. He traced it gently.
“Mr. Clean,” Cass said, her voice husky. “He’s an asshole.”
Nathan chuckled, the sound raspy as if he hadn’t found much amusing for a long time. Cass stared, transfixed. He was already the best looking man she’d ever seen, but with the smile softening his features for a moment he was devastating, the crinkles at the corner of his eyes positively kissable. Her heart flipped in her chest.
He pressed his lips against her palm, taking a deep, ragged breath. His nose and lips were hot and she waited, quivering in anticipation.
Today I planned to bang the publicity drum that the PREORDER button for my new paranormal romance novel, Omega Rising,is up at all the online retailers. It’s a big deal, huge really, publishing a book. It’s my second book but my first preorder button. I suddenly feel very cool and authorish. *hunts for tweed jacket then remembers I own no tweed and never have* It’s also my first Goodreads giveaway. You have 11 days to enter a chance to win one of four paperback copies at the Goodreads giveaway
But I’m not feeling the bang bang yet. Don’t get me wrong. I’m excited and proud and anxious and giddy and nauseous (or is it nauseated, I get confused) about the release. My gods, look at that cover! It’s really happening!
Maybe it’s the turkey burger I had for lunch or the pizza I’m going to have during the Blackhawks game tonight – GO HAWKS. Don’t judge me. It’s GAME 7. Well here goes:
Omega Risinglaunches June 7th, which is in…omigod FIVE weeks?! Is that right? Yes. Yes it is. Can I get a whoohoo? WHOOHOO!!
Okay okay, wow, I’m feeling the Bang Bang a little bit now. I adored Cass and Nathan together. Their push me/pull me relationship was fun to write. I also loved putting the horses I’ve known in real life front and center in the novel, which is where horses, especially mares, like to be.
Here’s the short version:
Cass Nolan is a sleep-deprived, overworked stable owner whose life is upended after Nathan Rivers arrives at the barn one day looking for work. He isn’t what he says he is but that’s cool, because neither is she. Cass knows what she wants and that’s the sexy wolf determined to keep his distance.
Secrets and shapeshifters, romance, with some mystery and magic.