Monday, August 19, 2013

Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia hes been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of  course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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                               The Lost Kingdom of Fallada Series
                 An epic Fantasy spin on the fairy tales as told by the Brothers Grimm
                                            Child of the Sacred Earth is book 2 in the series

Title: Child of the Sacred Earth                                          

Categories: Young Adult, Fantasy, Fairytales, Mythology, paranormal, Romance
Length: 75,000 words
Release Date: June 15, 2013
Publisher: Anchor Goup Publishing

Blurb: Get a degree, get a job, save adorable foster siblings from the clutches of the evil foster mom...
These are Jocylene Sanders' top priorities as she enters her sophomore year of college. The last thing she expects is to find herself the champion of an entire kingdom. However, that is just what happens when the mysterious Faerie, Rothatin Longspear, appears to her, tasking her with saving a parallel world full of creatures from her wildest dreams.

Jocylene journeys with him into the world of fallada, hoping for answers about her birth parents and background. What she finds is a mystifying past, and an even more uncertain future, as her heart becomes entangled with the stoic, battle-hardened Rothatin, as well as Eli, the Panther Shifter with no loyalties and no home. With her heart and soul pulled in so many directions, can Jocylene find the strength needed to become the savior one nation so desperately needs?

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   From the start I was glued to this story I could not put it down. The author painted a picture of a world with her words that I had no problem imagining in my mind. I fell in love with a lot of the characters, I think Rothatin is my favorite though, I can't wait to read more about him and see where this war takes him. I can't forget about  Jocylene. I don't know if I'm rooting for her to be with Eli or Rothatin. Yes Rothatin is my favorite, but he has a lot of thinking to do as far as him and Jocylene are concerned. I'm also dying to read about the rest of the sisters that are to come, and more of the Grimm brothers many adventures. I just hope the next book comes out real soon. I give this book five stars for another great adventure.

                                               Other books in 
                            The Lost Kingdoms of Fallada Series

Book 1: Daughter of the Red Dawn
Categories: Young Adult, Fantasy, Fairytales, Mythology, Paranormal
Length: 60,000 words
Release Date: September 15, 2012
Publisher:Anchor Group Publishing

Blurb: These are dark time in the land of fallada, and I fear that they will only continue to grow darker. Only the return of those we've lost will even the score.
It will begin with first line of the prophecy, which foretells of a red sun over the desert sky...
--Adrah, Queen of the Fae

On the outside, seventeen year-old Selena McKinley is like any other teenage girl. Yet Selena has always felt as if she doesn't belong and is counting the days to graduation and her freedom from the small town that makes her feel so out of place, when the arrival of a stranger turns her world upside down. Selena will learn just how different she is and the truth of where she comes from.

A lost princess, they call her, the catalyst for a war involving a world that Selena was taken from as a child. An evil queen obsessed with her own beauty with a plan to enslave the human race....the notion seems so silly, yet Selena knows in her heart that it is true. Then there is Titus, the shape shifter whose blue eyes and claims of destiny hold her heart captive. Can Selena Find the strength to do what she must while following her heart?

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Prequel: Beyond The Iron Gate ( A Lost Kingdom of Fallada Novella)
 Categories: Young Adult, Fantasy, Fairytales, Mythology, Paranormal
Release Date: April 15, 2013
Publisher:Anchor Group Publishing

Blurb: In the year 1845, before the mystical land of Fallada was separated from the realm of men forever, the two worlds coexisted in harmony. Man could mingle freely in the world of the Elves and Faeries at will and peace reigned. In the hills of Shropshire, England, just miles from the gate separating the village of Ludlow from the world of mystical creatures, farmer's daughter Zara Wells longs for answers.

  It is not only the golden hair that trail feet behind her, or the strange hue of her violet eyes that separates her from the other girls her village. There is something inside of her, something touched by magic that longs to know more about what lies on the other side of the gate. In Fallada, darkness has begun to spread. As the youngest and most beautiful girls of her village begin to disappear, Zara comes closer to discovering the true circumstances surrounding her birth. Little does she know, that the closer she comes to the answers she so desires, the closer she will come to being ensnared in the dark queen's web of growing treachery.

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                                                                   Character Spotlight

                                             Yes, He's a Faerie, No, He Doesn't Sparkle 

His name is Rothatin, but you'd better call him General. Yes, he's a Faerie, but you won't see any glitter. He is the typical alpha male: strong, brave, demanding. And yet, for all the the strength he possesses, his world cannot be saved by anything he does. He must rely on a centuries old prophecy and a feisty, twenty-year old princess to save him and his people.

"Our world is at stake here, our way of life. Even Goldun could fall if we do not succeed in our mission, and I will not allow my home, my family, my queen to fall under Eranna's shadow because of the whims of a selfish, spoiled little girl."

A man who is all about duty, the whims of emotion are something he has no time for. Why is it then, that he cannot seem to stop staring at the girl who has turned his world upside down. His duty-bestowed on him by his queen-dictates that be protect her, fight alongside her for the good of his people and his world. Yet, he can barely stand the sight of her. She rubs him the wrong way... as well as the right way. And therein lies the problem.


                 Jocylene paused in front of him, her arms folding across her chest. "Aren't you going to yell at me? Tell me how stupid I was for putting everybody in danger? 
                 His jaw tightened and his lips pressed together as he towered over her, his presence overwhelming. What purpose would it serve? It is over and done, Kalodan is dead, and my queen has summoned me. You have better things to do than worry over whether I approve of your decisions."
                 He turned his back on her again, striding off with purpose in his step. 
                   "I bet you'd care if I was Selena," she hurled at him. He froze, his shoulders going rigid as stone. He did not even have to turn around for Jocylene to see the tension working its way up his spine. 
       "She does not have anything to do with it." he answered over his shoulder, his eyes hidden by the curtain of his hair. Jocylene circled him, coming in front of him and forcing him to face her. 
         "Doesn't she?" she challenged, acutely aware of the fact that Rothatin wasn't looking her in the eye. That only angered her more. "We both know that you have despised me from the start. At frist I thought it was personal, but I thought maybe you just everyone that way. I thought..." Jocylene trailed off, hating that her voice was cracking with emotion. Why did she care? " I thought," She continued, "that we understood each other at least. You seem so hard and I figured maybe it's for a reason. But then, she comes around and you... and you..."
            Rothatin's eyes snapped up to hers, his chest heaving and his nostrils flaring in anger. "I what?" he challenged, his eyes darkening to nearly black. "say it," he hissed.
            "You love her."   Something crumbled inside and Jocylene pressed her hands to her middle to contain it. " Oh my God," she whispered. "That's why, isn't it? It's why you're so nice to her. You coddle her and you treat me like... like-" 
               Rothatin's hands gripped her shoulders roughly, cutting off her last stammered words abruptly. He pulled her forward until they were nearly nose to nose, his heavy breath teasing the loose hairs at her forehead. His eyes darted over her face, his expression one of tortured agony. She could hardly fathom what had caused it ... Selena, her, Kalodan? Maybe all three.
               "I treat you like the warrior you are," he whispered, his voice as tortured as his face.
 "Selena is strong now, but when she came here she was weak. She needed coddling and prodding to reach her potential, but not you. You, Jocylene, are not the same." 
                Jocylene's mouth fell open and an unintelligible sound came out but not much else. There were no words. 
                "I thought I loved another man's mate,"  he admitted, shaking his head as if he could hardly believe it himself. "But now it's not the same. You are not the same, and I am not the same because of you."
                  His tone turned accusing and he shoved her away as if she'd burned him.
                    "You should go ," he said.  "They are waiting and you have a prophecy to fulfill. I have to do this one thing and I will meet you in Skel'gar."
                   Jocylene breathed an inward sigh of relief. Despite her anger at him, she didn't think she could do this without Rothatin. "Do you really believe what you said? About me being different? 
 Do you think I can do this?
                   His expression softened and he sighed. "Of course I do.  Did you not hear a word I just said? You are strong, Jocylene. You don't need me. You don't need me. You don't need anybody."
                  He turned again and Jocylene reached out toward his back, her fingers coming in contact with his linen shirt. They barely brushed his skin but he paused, his flash growing hot through the linen covering it.
                   "Jocylene," he whispered.
                    "You're wrong," she answered, drawing closer and flattening her palm between his shoulders. "I do."
                     She was desperate and damn near begging, but Jocylene didn't care. Something in her wouldn't let him leave, couldn't let him, until he assured her that he intended to keep good on his promise to return. Not once in her life had anyone truly been there for her. She did not know why, but she wanted the first person to come through for her to be him.
                    His response was so swift and sudden that Jocylene hardly knew what was happening until it was nearly over. He turned swiftly and grasped the offending hand, holding it captive in his fist before pulling on it forcefully. Her body collided with his and his free arm came around her waist like a shackle holding  her in place. 
                    Barely a breath passed between them before his mouth was on hers; hard, bruising, searching. Her feet lifted off the ground as his arm tightened around her, joined by the other as he released her hand. She tangled her fingers in his hair, gasping as the silky tendrils caressed her fingers. Rothatin stole her breath, his spine-crushing hold unrelenting as he punished her for her nearness, for daring to touch him and challenge him, forcing him to keep his promise. She took it, and doled out some punishment of her own for the tempest of emotion he'd set off within her, a swirling mix that left her sick to her stomach, but lightheaded with bliss. 
                    Suddenly he was melting into her, his hold slackening as his softened against hers like butter. A soft sound emitted from beep in his chest as his hands circled her waist, holding her lightly, but still close, his kiss now a soothing balm on her stinging lips. By the time he pulled away, his kiss was no more than a feathered memory on her mouth, its sensation burned into her mind and soul.
 When their eyes met, she cringed to find confusion and fear in his gaze. But then, just as quickly as it had come, it was gone and he was backing away.