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Lost Souls Guest Blog by Sheri
Velarde
First and foremost I want to thank
the lovely Leona for letting me stop by to chat with you all! I will try to be
on my best behavior… try…
Today I thought that I would talk a
little about how writing is my sanity in a very otherwise insane world. This
has been a pretty tough year for me personally and there are two reasons that I
have survived it, my fiancé and my writing. Without either I really don’t know
if I would be here to talk to you or not.
In a world where I lost my
grandmother, was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, had to leave a job due to
said ms and some harassment, and money woes, well there was not much that was
constant in my life this year. And while I do credit a lot of my being able to
keep it all together to my wonderful fiancé William, I also know that writing
helped me through this year as well.
Even when my body is failing and I
can’t work in the retail or office world, well I can still write. When my
emotions feel like they are going to boil over, writing is a great outlet to
get them out in a safe and secure way. Writing gave me a sense of purpose in a
life where I otherwise felt lost, it was my shining light in the darkness so to
speak.
At the beginning of the year I had
grand writing plans, 12 stories, novellas, works to be out in 2014. Well I fell
short of that goal, I had 6, Lost Souls being the last to come out this year.
But I still published 6 stories and kept writing during a hard time and for
that I am very proud. And next year is already looking bright with one novella
and a novel on the horizon and many more to come. Writing is my constant and I
wouldn’t have it any other way.
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!”
Thank you, Sheri. What a tantalizing piece. :D Go get your copy today! I appreciate you all who are still following my wonky blog. I have loads of news and will share it as the days go by! Sheri has overcome loads of personal adversity and keeps going. I'd love for some comment love for her.
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