Honored to have the amazingly talented SHERI VELARDE back as a guest today with news and exciting blurbs on her new release LOST SOULS coming SOON.
First I want to give the lovely Mia
a huge thanks for letting me stop by again! I promise to behave… well to behave
as well as I can at least!
Today I thought that I would talk a
little about the importance music plays in my writing process. I am a huge
music lover (hello I just spent hours standing in line for Foo Fighters
tickets) and music definitely plays a big part in my life and my writing. To me
the type of music I listen to helps me set the mood for whatever story I am
writing.
For Lost Souls, my main character is
a fallen angel masquerading as a heavy metal maven here on earth, so it only
made sense that I listened to a lot of female led heavy metal while writing
this piece. Bands like Huntress, the Butcher Babies and Arch Enemy. All these
bands embodied what I wanted Amy my heavy metal singing lady to be and I feel
that the music helped Amy come into being. A minor character in the beginning
of the story is even based off of metal legend Lemmy from Motorhead. To say
that metal helped make this story come into being would be an understatement.
And to me that is the power of music and writing when combined, one can serve
to influence the other and that is why I love my music, metal or otherwise!
Blurb:
Amy is a fallen angel living life on
earth as a rock star, embracing her bad behavior and becoming a heavy metal
goddess. With the excesses of her new career she almost feels happy. Almost.
However something her old friend Aphrodite once promised her is still missing,
love.
Jade is a sweet and sexy woman,
trying to make a place for herself in this lonely world. Lost in Los Angeles
and just looking for a somewhere she belongs. As the holidays approach she only
realizes how alone she truly is in the unforgiving city of Lost Souls.
One night these two meet seemingly
out of the blue and sparks fly. It is as if something is drawing them towards
each other. Now they both are learning what true happiness can feel like, if
only some secrets don’t rip them apart before their love even has a chance to
bloom.
Buy Links:
Secret Cravings Publishing: http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=990&zenid=fiineuhckm3phjtinmqh6dj1p7
Author Links:
Website/blog: http://sherivelarde.weebly.com/books-and-more-blog
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Sher_V
Excerpt:
Suddenly she felt a warming sensation shooting through her
body, something she had never felt before in her long life. She turned to see
what had caused it, or she should say who. A beautiful woman with piercing
green eyes and waist-length auburn hair stood in the doorway, casual jeans and
black T-shirt hugging her body’s generous curves. She was the most alluring
creature Amy had ever seen, and she was staring right at her with a look of
intensity in her eyes, as if she had been searching for Amy all along and had
finally found her. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity
before the connection was broken, the pale beauty shaking her head and heading
towards an empty seat on the other end of the bar and returning Amy’s senses to
her.
With the spell suddenly broken, Amy once again could hear
Len finishing up his story as if nothing special had just happened. What the
hell was that? Was the woman at the other end of the bar some sort of demon? She
had to be magical and otherworldly to cause such a reaction. She certainly had
otherworldly looks. Even though her hips and breasts were more ample than most
angels and the like, she had the body of a goddess that begged to be touched.
Amy shook her head. Len had finished, so she ordered them another round of
drinks. As soon as her martini arrived she downed it and immediately signaled
for another. If only alcohol affected her like it did most humans she would
probably be calming down by now and not worrying about the mystery woman.
Instead she still felt strange, like something had come alive inside her for
the first time. She risked a glance at the red-headed siren down the way. The
subtle temptress was sipping a beer, chatting with a bartender on that side of
the bar. Suddenly she laughed and her whole face lit up, causing Amy to at once
be jealous of the bartender and to want to be next to this woman and be the one
making her laugh.
She must have been staring, for Len interrupted her inner
turmoil. “She’s a looker, all right. A woman with curves too, not one of those
too-skinny Hollywood types. They’re a rarity out here nowadays. If I were
younger I might try to fight you for her.” He laughed. “Of course, if she picks
you I would be out of the running anyways; you know, that pesky penis and all.”
It was Amy’s turn to laugh. “You know some women like both
men and women.”
Len winked knowingly at her. “So I have been told. But I’ve
never taken you to be the sharing sort of gal. Now get over there and let one
of us live the fantasy tonight. After all, we are rock stars, go act like one!”
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