Posted in Cover Reveal, The Dragon Legacy #2, The Revenge Masquerade, Writing Journey

The Revenge Masquerade — Jane Hunt —– Cover Reveal-(The Dragon Legacy#2 )

I’m excited to share the cover for –

The Revenge Masquerade.

I love it.

What do you think?

Thank you to fabulous graphic designer, Suzannah Safi,for capturing the essence of my story.

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Title: The Revenge Masquerade

The Dragon Legacy #2

Release Date: 16 December 2014

Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Crimson Frost Books

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‘Zane Lupus, the wolf shifter who loved and left Jasmine broken-hearted, is in danger. Haunted by nightmares, Jasmine risks her fragile heart and travels to Venice to find her one-time friend and lover, hoping she can save him and rekindle their passion. Abducted by Lorenzo, a passionate dragon, Jasmine is tempted away from her quest to find her wolf.
Zane is confronted with what he suspects is an enemy from his past. He tries in vain to warn the dragon lord, Lukas, about the threat to the infant dragon. The horror beneath The Revenge Masquerade is ancient and terrible and determined to capture the infant dragon for its own ends.
The Dragon Legacy faces its greatest test. Is Jasmine, empowered by the guardian witch’s snake ring, strong enough to restore the natural balance? Or will the sacrifice she must endure destroy her before she embraces her destiny?’

 

The Revenge Masquerade is the second in-

The Dragon Legacy Series.

If you haven’t read book 1 yet you can buy it at one of the links below:

 

Crimson Frost Books

Amazon

Amazon UK

Barnes & Noble

SmashWords

All Romance E-books

Kobo

 Add on:

Goodreads

BookLikes

Posted in Release Day Blitz

New Release: Chasing the Sun – Sasha Abernathy

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Hunted by Chaos. Protected by Death. Guided by Fire. Terran is now the key to a world she never knew existed.

Chasing the Sun is available from:

Amazon

Amazon UK

Smashwords

I will be reviewing Chasing the Sun next week

UntitledFor Terran, life was simple – until she meets the new art gallery owner, Aiden.
Through him, she finds herself surrounded by terrifying nightmares and gods. When an ancient evil threatens to escape and unleash all Hell, Terran must dive into a world she never knew existed to save them all…even if that means giving up her life to do it.

Excerpt -2 “Looking for someone in particular, or just attempting to learn some new dance moves?” I turned to the side to find Seth, drink in hand, smiling at me. This man had all the confidence in the world and there was no doubt as to why.
“No one in particular, no.” I smiled biting the edge of my lip in an attempt to appear flirty before going back to my empty drink. Damn. Do I really need another glass? My heart raced and stomach dropped. I was tipsy, and tipsy was dangerous.
Seth chuckled like he knew I was lying, but was too polite to say so. “I see,” he replied, with a mock frown. “You see,” he continued as he leaned in close enough to only have to whisper. “I secretly hoped you were looking for me.”
I turned my face towards his, and now we were only inches apart. He smelled of fresh cloves and the sky right after a long rainfall. I didn’t know how to respond, so I went with a breathy, nearly inaudible sound mimicking the word, “oh.”
“May I have this dance?” he asked, a seriousness still on his face as he extended his hand. I didn’t answer, but instead put my drink down and let him escort me to the floor. Seth walked me out towards the center and then held me close. The tempo of the music didn’t matter. His intent was to hold me and he didn’t seem like a man that heard no often.
A heat radiated from within me. From deep down, an energy pulsed. How could he have such an effect on me? He held me close and firm. It comforted and excited me at the same time. I finally relaxed and nestled in closer. It was only a dance, I might as well enjoy it. Our lives were worlds apart. If I were honest, this would most likely be the last time I saw him unless I was tending to his yard.
“You look ravishing tonight, Terran.” Seth’s slight British accent made his words even more enticing.
“Thank you,” I said, shyness crept over me as I bowed my head so I didn’t have to look him in the eyes.
“Your makeup and jewelry are remarkable. However this stone doesn’t do your other necklace justice. Your father had impeccable taste.”
I was sort of confused by the change in topic, but I didn’t care. A gorgeous man held me and told me I was the beautiful one.
“You are special. Do you know that, Terran?” He stopped our dancing and moved his hand from the small of my back to the side of my face, cupping my cheek and placing the barest touch of his thumb on my lips. My mouth parted as the energy inside me grew and blossomed. His eyes bore into mine as we stared at one another.
Then, without warning, he withdrew his hand and placed it on my back again, motioning me to dance.
“Do you have plans for next Saturday?”
“I don’t think so, no.” A date?
“I have a dinner party to attend at Mr. and Mrs. Parker’s home Saturday afternoon. Would you please be my guest? I promise to take you out somewhere pleasant afterward.” He laughed. I guess he wasn’t too fond of them either. “You would make it so much better. I’d love to spend more time with you.”
My eyes widened and I didn’t know what to say. This would be my first date since I lost the boys.
“Please?” he asked and placed his hand on my face again, only this time he leaned in closer. I was frozen and couldn’t move. Shock crept over me along with the glow of my skin. And as he reached in and placed the barest of kisses on my cheek whispering, “please” once again, I could feel a pulse of energy form around us. I looked to the other dancers and no one seemed to notice, so it must have been in my head. It was a small rush of power, but tasted as sweet as the power had tasted in the woods.

Author Bio

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Born in Germany to a Puerto Rican mother and All-American Military father, who saw fit to give her a Russian name, Sasha Abernathy has always loved storytelling and travelling. Raised in Oklahoma, but eventually moving everywhere from Alaska to Spain, Sasha has finally settled in the beautiful state of Colorado. With her loving husband, two wild sons, and neurotic labradoodle, Sasha is surrounded by way too much testosterone and escapes through her mysteriously whimsical and romantic novels.

LinksWebsite: Sasha Abernathy

Facebook: SashaAbernathyBooks
Twitter: @EarthRelic

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Posted in Cover Reveal

Chasing the Sun – Sasha Abernathy – Cover Reveal

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Hunted by Chaos. Protected by Death. Guided by Fire. Terran is now the key to a world she never knew existed.

Today is cover reveal day for Crimson Frost Author Sasha Abernathy. It’s certainly one for my book list when it releases  later this month.

Release Date: October 21st, 2014; will be available via Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, and iTunes.

UntitledFor Terran, life was simple – until she meets the new art gallery owner, Aiden.
Through him, she finds herself surrounded by terrifying nightmares and gods. When an ancient evil threatens to escape and unleash all Hell, Terran must dive into a world she never knew existed to save them all…even if that means giving up her life to do it.

Excerpt -2 “Looking for someone in particular, or just attempting to learn some new dance moves?” I turned to the side to find Seth, drink in hand, smiling at me. This man had all the confidence in the world and there was no doubt as to why.
“No one in particular, no.” I smiled biting the edge of my lip in an attempt to appear flirty before going back to my empty drink. Damn. Do I really need another glass? My heart raced and stomach dropped. I was tipsy, and tipsy was dangerous.
Seth chuckled like he knew I was lying, but was too polite to say so. “I see,” he replied, with a mock frown. “You see,” he continued as he leaned in close enough to only have to whisper. “I secretly hoped you were looking for me.”
I turned my face towards his, and now we were only inches apart. He smelled of fresh cloves and the sky right after a long rainfall. I didn’t know how to respond, so I went with a breathy, nearly inaudible sound mimicking the word, “oh.”
“May I have this dance?” he asked, a seriousness still on his face as he extended his hand. I didn’t answer, but instead put my drink down and let him escort me to the floor. Seth walked me out towards the center and then held me close. The tempo of the music didn’t matter. His intent was to hold me and he didn’t seem like a man that heard no often.
A heat radiated from within me. From deep down, an energy pulsed. How could he have such an effect on me? He held me close and firm. It comforted and excited me at the same time. I finally relaxed and nestled in closer. It was only a dance, I might as well enjoy it. Our lives were worlds apart. If I were honest, this would most likely be the last time I saw him unless I was tending to his yard.
“You look ravishing tonight, Terran.” Seth’s slight British accent made his words even more enticing.
“Thank you,” I said, shyness crept over me as I bowed my head so I didn’t have to look him in the eyes.
“Your makeup and jewelry are remarkable. However this stone doesn’t do your other necklace justice. Your father had impeccable taste.”
I was sort of confused by the change in topic, but I didn’t care. A gorgeous man held me and told me I was the beautiful one.
“You are special. Do you know that, Terran?” He stopped our dancing and moved his hand from the small of my back to the side of my face, cupping my cheek and placing the barest touch of his thumb on my lips. My mouth parted as the energy inside me grew and blossomed. His eyes bore into mine as we stared at one another.
Then, without warning, he withdrew his hand and placed it on my back again, motioning me to dance.
“Do you have plans for next Saturday?”
“I don’t think so, no.” A date?
“I have a dinner party to attend at Mr. and Mrs. Parker’s home Saturday afternoon. Would you please be my guest? I promise to take you out somewhere pleasant afterward.” He laughed. I guess he wasn’t too fond of them either. “You would make it so much better. I’d love to spend more time with you.”
My eyes widened and I didn’t know what to say. This would be my first date since I lost the boys.
“Please?” he asked and placed his hand on my face again, only this time he leaned in closer. I was frozen and couldn’t move. Shock crept over me along with the glow of my skin. And as he reached in and placed the barest of kisses on my cheek whispering, “please” once again, I could feel a pulse of energy form around us. I looked to the other dancers and no one seemed to notice, so it must have been in my head. It was a small rush of power, but tasted as sweet as the power had tasted in the woods.

Author Bio

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Born in Germany to a Puerto Rican mother and All-American Military father, who saw fit to give her a Russian name, Sasha Abernathy has always loved storytelling and travelling. Raised in Oklahoma, but eventually moving everywhere from Alaska to Spain, Sasha has finally settled in the beautiful state of Colorado. With her loving husband, two wild sons, and neurotic labradoodle, Sasha is surrounded by way too much testosterone and escapes through her mysteriously whimsical and romantic novels.

LinksWebsite: Sasha Abernathy

Facebook: SashaAbernathyBooks
Twitter: @EarthRelic

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Sunday Snippet: The Revenge Masquerade – Jane Hunt

PicMonkey CollageHere’s a snippet from my upcoming release The Revenge Masquerade which is due for release in December 2014. The second book in The Dragon Legacy series, this is Jasmine and Zane’s story set in romantic Venice and the Italian Lakes.

Sunday Snippet

The shrieking noise quieted and the unmistakable creek of the heavy door alerted him of someone’s approach. His hackles rose and then flattened in recognition of the scent; a mixture of flowers and spice unique to Jasmine. He resisted the urge to shift into his human form. As a wolf their encounter would remain platonic. His mind and heart warred over the morality of his desires. He couldn’t stay. His mission necessitated he leave immediately. Was it fair to take Jasmine’s heart and leave her alone with needs mere memories wouldn’t satisfy? The wolf ignored his human conscience. Time was short and the instinctive need to brand the flame-haired witch with his mark too strong. He shifted back into his human form.
Zane leant against the jagged stone wall. His naked body barely registered the rough-hewn rock which imprinted his skin. His abrupt shift into human form didn’t include clothes. The cool night air soothed his fevered body as Jasmine appeared. A faint blush stained her pale skin everywhere his gaze rested.’

©Jane Hunt 2014

 

 

Posted in Writing Journey

Do I Really Look Like That?

As part of the production process for my next book-The Revenge Masquerade I needed a new head shot for my author bio. So I stopped procrastinating and asked my daughter to take a few photos of me in our garden.

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The photos were all in focus and beautifully staged but I didn’t recognise myself.

Even when I was younger and (passably attractive) I always dreaded having my photo taken unless it was in a really natural setting like the one on my  Jane Hunt Writer Book Reviews Google +. 

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I debated whether to use my head shot from last year when The Dragon Legacy was released.

Jane Hunt 1 My hair was much longer and my face looked thinner (probably because it was??)  and my eyes were surrounded by less wrinkles but in the end I decided  to go with the new one. DSCN0580

My lovely son came in and said he liked my new photo best. Definitely an ah moment. 🙂

There was an amusing anecdote to accompany this tale of woe, which I will share with you. 🙂

It was Sunday afternoon and sunny even in England  our neighbours were barbecuing. As I decided between my photos I noticed a really strange smell. My daughter and I decided they must be burning rather than barbecuing the food and thought no more about it. Until I realised I was boiling new potatoes for tea and had completely forgotten them. Oh dear. The awful burning smell was in fact my potatoes. The smell drifted into the garden via the extractor.  Oh well  it seems I becoming forgetful too.

🙂 Happy Sunday.