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Supernatural Smack Down: Champion!

June 4th, 2013 Kristie Posted in Supernatural Smack Down 1 Comment »

Supernatural Smack Down ended with only six votes separating a Veteran and a Newbie character!

I am pleased to announce the Ultimate Supernatural Smack Down Champion:

Arcadia Bell!

Congratulations Arcadia & Jenn Bennett!

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Supernatural Smack Down: Jennifer Greyson’s Evy Rivera

May 31st, 2013 Kristie Posted in Supernatural Smack Down 6 Comments »


Evy Rivera

Name: Evy Rivera

Book Series: Lightning Rider Alterations

Job: Custom Bike Builder/ Lightning Rider (time traveller for the uninitiated)

Height: 5′ 2″

Weight: None of your damn business

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Eye Color: Brown

From (Location): Salt Lake City, Utah

Significant Other: I guess Constantine, but he’s 2000 years in my past

Signature Move: Toss-up between launching lightning balls at my enemy or swinging lightning whips. Depends on my mood.

Kill Highlights: I can place myself in any moment in time, including an enemies bed while they sleep. Then I’m gone. Just like a whisper.

Enemies: Anyone with a past. Lately Ilif Rotiart, the guy posing as my mentor

Favorite Pastime: Used to be building bikes, now it’s hanging out in ancient Spain throwing lightning around

Other Facts: I come from a long line of time travelers, so altering history is in my genes. Not a chance I’m going to lose this Smackdown.


Hey, so I’m Evy Rivera. Most everyone around town knows me as the custom bike builder–well, they used to anyway, before all this lightning and time traveling got in the way of building rides. That’s why I entered this smackdown–it’s tough to find a place to throw lightning around in present day. I’ve recently been spending time in ancient Spain, and those warriors don’t care what my weapon is, as long as I bring one. Figured these other chicks in the smackdown probably feel the same.

But they probably also think they have a chance of winning. I’ve got news for them . . . no one beats a time traveller. No one. See, not only do I have these badass lightning whips I can control, but I can also pop into the match anywhere I need for the win. Last week I killed one of Spain’s most notorious legends. Slit his throat with a knife of lightning. Arced right into his tent while he was sleeping. Not a single one of his guards the wiser. So if these chicks think I won’t do whatever it takes to win, well, they don’t know me very well.

The Roman warrior who trained me taught me to leave it all on the field.

I’m one hell of a student.



About Jennifer:

From the moment she decided on a degree in Equestrian Studies, Jen Greyson’s life has been one unscripted adventure after another. Leaving the cowboy state of Wyoming to train show horses in France, Switzerland, and Germany, she’s lived life without much of a plan, but always a book in her suitcase. Now a wife and mom to two young boys, she relies on her adventurous, passionate characters to be the risk- takers.

Jen also writes university courses and corporate training material when she’s not enjoying the wilds of the west via wakeboard or snowmobile. Her new adult fantasy, Lightning Rider, is available everywhere on May 31.

You can visit Jennifer around the web here: Website | Blog | Twitter | Facebook

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This contest is provided by The Writer’s Coffee Shop

One lucky winner will receive an ebook copy of Lightning Rider by Jen Greyson

Available May 31, 2013 by The Writer’s Coffee Shop Publishing House

About this Book:

For Evy Rivera, thunderstorms have always caused her physical pain, but she’s never known why. When a record-setting storm arrives on the same night her father finds ancient ancestral documents, Evy is set aglow with mysterious tiny lightnings she can command.

Even worse, she alerts some people in the universe who’ve been looking for her family for a very long time.

Thrown back into ancient Spain and tasked with killing a Spanish legend, she must train alongside Constantine, a sexy yet obstinate Roman warrior. He teaches her how to wield her lightning as a weapon, through more errors than trials. With a relationship as explosive as their late-night training sessions, Evy and Constantine battle their push-pull relationship while trying to ignore the two-thousand-year difference in their birthdates.

Ilif Rotiart, her quasi-mentor, is appalled at Evy’s skill. He would prefer to train her father and keep Evy on the sidelines—where women belong. Evy has a feeling Ilif is keeping something from them, but she must play nice until she uncovers the truth. And if he’s lying, it will be the worst day of his four-hundred-year life.

Penya Sepadas claims she’s Evy’s rightful trainer, and she has the prophecy to prove it. Penya doesn’t share Ilif’s misogynistic attitude, but she does have her own agenda…and her own secrets.

Evy must sort through the lies and find the truth behind her family’s time-traveling past before the wrong history obliterates the future. She’s spent her whole life fighting for her place. Now, as the first female lightning rider, she’ll dedicate her existence to fighting to save the world.

But will Evy learn to manage her lightning and find the truth before it’s too late?

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Supernatural Smack Down: Donna Grant’s Arran MacCarrick

May 30th, 2013 Kristie Posted in Supernatural Smack Down 15 Comments »


Arran MacCarrick

Name: Arran MacCarrick

Book Series: Dark Warriors

Job: Immortal Highlander/Defender of good

Height: 6’2″

Weight: 210

Hair Color: Long, dark brown hair

Eye Color: Honey-colored eyes

From (Location): Scotland

Significant Other: Dr. Veronica (Ronnie) Reid

Signature Move: Cold and ice manipulation

Kill Highlights: Using the snow and/or ice to kill his enemies

Enemies: Droughs (evil Druids)

Favorite Pastime: Ending evil


Supernatural smackdown, huh? I doona know exactly what that is, but as a Highlander and a Warrior, I’m all about battle. With a primeval god inside drug up from the bowels of Hell, few would dare to take me on.

But I’m willing to go against any who dare.

I spent decades locked in the Pit of Cairn Toul Mountain after a drough found me and unbound the god passed down to me through my bloodline. That same drough used her not inconsiderable magic to torture me time and again in the hopes that I would break and fall to her side. I suffered through it all.

Then, when the time came, I helped others rise against her and we made our escape. I battled against her, never relenting, even when it meant that Druid magic sent me forward in time to present day Scotland so I could help kill her. It took far longer than any of us liked, but I wasna alone. There where the other Warriors – my brethren – and the Druids who had all come together to fight.

We lost friends, fought in battles that will never be recorded in history books, and felt magic strong enough to knock you off your feet. Never did we relent.

Until she finally lay dead.

There was no rest, however, because there was another drough ready to take her place – this one more deadly that we anticipated. We were no’ prepared for his devious attacks. Each of us Warriors has our own special ability given to us by the gods we house.

Mine – Memphaea – gives me the ability to control snow and ice. I use it to smother, to hamper vision, but there’s nothing like a spear made of ice as an effective weapon. Up close and personal or in a battle hundreds of yards apart, there is none who can withstand my assault. I see farther, hear more, jump higher, and move quicker than any human or animal. I can sense the magic of Druids and even determine if the Druid is mie or drough by the feel of their magic. I have claws sharp enough to decapitate with just one swipe, and fangs ready to rip out your throat.

The evil will never end. Other Warriors who have married want to bind their gods, but no’ me. I know my destiny is to fight the evil that would take over the world. I might have a monster inside me who turns me into a beast, but I willna ever stop fighting for the side of good. For I am a Highlander, a Warrior.


(Arran pronounced: Air-ron)The steadfast one. Arran knows death follows him, waiting for a time fate turns against him. The need for vengeance against Deirdre runs deep in his veins. It will lead him down a road that will either save him. Or condemn him.
Born: July 1348
Turned: 1367
God: Memphaea, god of malice
Warrior Color: White
Abilities: Control over snow, ice


About Donna:

Donna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than forty novels and novellas spanning multiple genres of romance.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Her childhood dream was to become a professional ballet dancer and study under the amazing Mikhail Baryshnikov. Though she never got to meet Baryshnikov, she did make it to New York City and performed in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later, Donna’s love of the romance genre and the constant stories running through her head prompted her to sit down and write her first book. Once that book was completed, there was no turning back.

Donna sold her first book in November 2005 while displaced from Hurricane Rita, a storm that destroyed portions of the Texas Gulf Coast. Since then, Donna has sold novels and novellas to both electronic and print publishers. Her books include several complete series such as Druids Glen, The Shields, Royal Chronicles, Sisters of Magic, Dark Sword, Dark Warriors, and her new series, Dark Kings.

Despite the deadlines and her voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two young children, four cats, three fish, and one long haired Chihuahua. She’s blessed with a proud, supportive husband who loves to read and travel as much as she does.

You can visit Donna around the web here: Website | Blog |Twitter | Facebook

Want to read more from Donna Grant?

Dangerous HighlanderForbidden HighlanderWicked HighlanderUntamed HighlanderShadow HighlanderDarkest HighlanderHighland MistHighland NightsHighland DawnHighland FiresHighland MagicMidnight's MasterMidnight's LoverMidnight's SeductionMidnight's WarriorMidnight's KissMidnight's CaptiveMidnight's TemptationMidnight's Promise (Dark Wa...Dark CravingNight's AwakeningDawn's DesireA Dark GuardianA Kind of MagicA Dark SeductionA Forbidden TemptationA Warrior's HeartShadow MagicEchoes of MagicDangerous MagicSeized By PassionEnticed by EcstasyCaptured by Desire


This contest is provided by Donna Grant

One lucky winner will receive a Tote Bag, Water Bottle & signed copy of Midnight’s Warrior

Available June 4, 2013 from St. Martin’s/Macmillan

About this Book:

Bound by the gods. Champions against evil. The Dark Warriors have taken their battle from ancient Scotland to the modern world—where a woman’s love is the greatest danger of all…

Dr. Veronica Reid is a world-renowned archeologist whose Druid abilities help her to unearth ancient magical items. The arrival of the all-too-attractive and charismatic Arran MacCarrick puts her on the defensive when he begins to question how she really finds her artifacts…until an unknown foe attacks and Ronnie discovers that Arran has a secret as great as her own. Together, they unleash an all-consuming passion that won’t be denied…

Immortal Warrior Arran is on a mission to find the spell to bind the god within him. But one look at the impossibly beautiful Ronnie and he knows there is more to her than meets the eye. With danger lurking around every corner and an undeniable hunger that grows with every kiss, Arran must reveal who he is to keep Ronnie from his nemesis. Now he is left with no choice but to fight—or fall—for the woman he loves…

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Supernatural Smack Down: Laura Kaye’s Chrysander Notos

May 29th, 2013 Kristie Posted in Supernatural Smack Down 32 Comments »


Chrysander Notos

Hey. I’m Chrys. And I’m totally digging this Supernatural Smackdown. I’m glad to be here, because it allows me to put my brother, Eurus, on notice. I vow here and now. I’m coming for you. And I’m not holding anything back. Here’s my stats:

Name: Chrysander Notos

Book Series: Hearts of the Anemoi

Job: Supreme God of the South Wind and Summer

Height: 6’4”

Weight: 220 lbs

Hair Color: Blond

Eye Color: Green but they glow with golden light

From: Realm of the Gods, particularly the southern realm of Aithiopia

Significant Other: Laney Summerlyn

Signature Move: Harnessing the power of wind, lightning, and heat in all its forms

Kill Highlights: The only kill I will ever revel in will be the death of my brother

Enemies: My older brother Eurus and his allies

Favorite Pastime: Besides pleasuring Laney? Actually, never mind, that’s my favorite now…

Other Facts: I can rock human, animal, and elemental forms, travel in the wind, move between the human and divine realms, and I possess healing abilities, all of this aside from marshaling the life of summer


After millennia of being alone, of being with others but never experiencing the joy of true companionship, or touching but never being touched, I am somehow fortunate to have found in Laney someone who sees and accepts me despite all my faults and limitations. I never thought I’d find the kind of love and acceptance I now have, nor that someone would risk so much to share those things with me.

The last thing I want to do is risk in any way the amazing woman I’ve found. But we met in a time of war, and she’s already been threatened by the very darkest forces. So, make no mistake, the heat of war is in my veins. I will fight until those threats no longer stand – to Laney or anyone else I care about.

Because, you see, I’ve already lost too much. My whole family has. You dig? So don’t test me, because you will lose. Every damn time.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, Laney and I have a date with a hot tub…

Excerpt from South of Surrender

His brother Boreas loosed a blood-curdling scream.

Chrys shot upward and ran into a current of superheated air. Bastard was using the South Wind—his wind—against Boreas.

Holding steady in the steaming flow, Chrys concentrated on attracting every bit of the air into himself. Splintering thunder cracked overhead. Behind him, Boreas groaned.

B? B? You okay, man? No answer. Zephyros, get Father! Go!

Zeph’s energy whipped past him, scattering the Harpies as they made for Boreas again. Slashing rain erupted from the swirling clouds.

The South Wind stopped blowing, freeing Chrys to look for Boreas. They had to get him out of here. In a cacophony of flapping wings and screeching bird calls, one of the Harpies dive-bombed Chrys. They could perceive him in all his forms, and he just barely avoided a haircut of the ripped-out-of-your-skull variety. He whipped around and… No! Pounding thunder made the very air vibrate.

One of the Harpies had its claws deep in Boreas’s bloody bicep. The other swooped in on great spread wings to grab his free arm.

Over my dead body. Chrys shot out over the sea, rippling into corporeal form, infernal dagger in hand.

That can be arranged, Eurus sneered.

Out of nowhere, icy air lashed at his body, created a frigid turbulence that fought his forward motion. Chrys pushed through it, drawing on the overload of South Wind heat he’d imbibed moments before. It countered the attacking North Wind, allowed Chrys to come up fast behind the Harpy that already had Boreas in its clutches.

Chrys reared back his arm just as the bird turned its feminine head. He swung the dagger in a vicious slash, opening up a bright, red gaping wound in its throat. The Harpy issued a gurgling screech and flailed, but didn’t drop his brother.

A blast of North Wind knocked him back. Chrys cloaked himself in more of the South. But the sub-zero air surrounding him would wear through his reserves quickly. Just where he was, the rain froze and ice pelted him, cutting and bruising his face and arms.

He launched himself at the bird-woman again. It thrust its wing out to protect its core, so Chrys jammed the blade through the feathers and used the leverage to pull himself up the Harpy’s big body.

With an outraged screech, it dropped Boreas, leaving him dangling by one arm in the other Harpy’s clutch.

That’s right, you screeching bitch.

He tugged the blade free, lunged for its neck, and aimed hard and fast for its chest.

Eurus materialized right in front of him, arms outreached to block the blow.

The dagger sliced full and deep across the palm of Eurus’s hand and plunged into the Harpy’s chest. His brother roared in pained outrage; the bird screeched in agony.

Eurus lunged at him. Pain exploded across Chrys’s cheekbone. The blow knocked him back, forcing him to pull the knife free, but the job was done.



About Laura:

New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller Laura Kaye is the author of over a dozen books in contemporary and paranormal romance. Laura grew up amidst family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses, cementing her life-long fascination with storytelling and the supernatural. Laura lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

You can visit Laura around the web here:

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Want to read more from Laura Kaye?

North of NeedWest of WantSouth of SurrenderEast of EcstasyHer Forbidden HeroOne Night with a HeroIn the Service of the KingSeduced by the Vampire KingHard As It GetsHearts in DarknessForever FreedJust Gotta Say


This contest is provided by Laura Kaye

One lucky winner will receive a $10 Amazon or Barnes & Noble Gift Card

Available May 28, 2013 from Entangled

About this Book:

She’s the only one who can see through his golden boy façade to the broken god within…

Chrysander Notos, Supreme God of the South Wind and Summer, is on a mission: save Eurus from his death sentence and prove his troubled brother can be redeemed. But Eurus fights back, triggering vicious summer storms that threaten the mortal realm, dangerously drain Chrys, and earn the ire of the Olympic gods who ordered Eurus dead.

Laney Summerlyn refuses to give up her grandfather’s horse farm, despite her deteriorating vision. More than ever, she needs the organized routine of her life at Summerlyn Stables, until a ferocious storm brings an impossible—and beautiful—creature crashing down from the heavens.

Injured while fighting Eurus, Chrys finds himself at the mercy of a mortal woman whose compassion and acceptance he can’t resist. As they surrender to the passion flaring between them, immortal enemies close in, forcing Chrys to choose between his brother and the only woman who’s ever loved the real him.

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Supernatural Smack Down: Chuck Wendig’s Mookie Pearl

May 28th, 2013 Kristie Posted in Supernatural Smack Down 1 Comment »


Mookie Pearl

Name: Mookie Pearl

Book Series: The Blue Blazes (Angry Robot Books)

Job: Enforcer for “the Organization”

Height: 6’5”

Weight: North of 300 lbs.

Hair Color: Bald as a big, angry baby

Eye Color: Blue

From (Location): Jersey

Significant Other: Ex-wife, Jess

Signature Move: Punching you until you are a pulverized bone pudding inside an unruptured skin sack

Kill Highlights: Hundreds of gobbos, snakefaces, trogbodies

Enemies: Anybody who wants in on NYC’s illicit Cerulean (“Blue Blazes”) drug trade

Favorite Pastime: Artisinal butchery and meat-curing (charcuterie)

Other Facts: Built like a brick shithouse made of 100 smaller brick shithouses


This, then, is Mookie Pearl:

He’s a high wall of flesh stuffed into a white wife-beater stained with brown (once red), a man whose big bones are wreathed in fat and gristle and muscle and sealed tight in a layer of scar-tissue skin. At the top of his ox-yoke shoulders sits a head like a wrecking ball with black eyes and a shorn scalp and a mouth full of teeth that look like white pebbles fished from a dark river. He’s got hands that could break a horse’s neck. He’s got Frankenstein feet and a Godzilla hunch.

On the surface, Mookie seems like just another thug-enforcer to the NYC criminal underworld (a coalition of gangs and families gathered under the umbrella known as “The Organization”) – but the legs and heads Mookie breaks are not always of the human variety. That’s because the Five Boroughs sit on top of a labyrinthine Underworld—a literal Hell—that plays host to a sinister ecology of monsters like the goblins (“gobbos”), Naga (“Snakefaces”), golems (“trogbodies”), plus lesser creatures like rimstone cankerpedes, milk-spiders, and gelled wastes.

Mookie’s job is to protect the Organization’s dominion over one of the mystical pigment drugs chipped out of the Underworld’s walls: Cerulean (AKA “The Blue Blazes”), a peacock-colored powder that, when rubbed on the temples, tears down the veil of obfuscation separating the human world from the horrors and pleasures of the Underworld.

If Mookie’s here, it’s not just because someone’s dicking around with the Blue trade, though. It’s because someone’s threatening his daughter, Nora. Nora, the little actress. Nora, the callow and callous manipulator. She’s been playing her Daddy like a harp, not-so-secretly working against him in an effort to peel away some of the Cerulean trade for herself. But despite that, Mookie will drop anything to save his daughter. Sure, he’s got an exterior of concrete and granite—but inside, he’s as fragile as a sparrow-heart and his love for his daughter will blind him till the end of his days.

The man is built for crushing. Smashing. Turning things into a smeary paste. Doesn’t hurt that he’s got a little tin of magic blue powder that not only opens his eyes but makes him stronger, tougher, faster. That’s just what he’s like on the Blue stuff. We’d all better hope that the rumors of the drug known as Vermilion—“The Red Rage”—are just rumors…



About Chuck:

Chuck is the author of the published novels: Blackbirds, Mockingbird, Double Dead, Bait Dog, and Dinocalypse Now. He also the author of the soon-to-be-published novels: The Blue Blazes, The Cormorant, Heartland Books 1/2/3, Beyond Dinocalypse, Dinocalypse Forever, Harum Scarum, and Gods & Monsters: Unclean Spirits.

He, along with writing partner Lance Weiler, is an alum of the Sundance Film Festival Screenwriter’s Lab (2010). Their short film, Pandemic, showed at the Sundance Film Festival 2011, and their feature film HiM is in development with producers Ted Hope and Anne Carey. Together they co-wrote the digital transmedia drama Collapsus, which was nominated for an International Digital Emmy and a Games 4 Change award.

Chuck has contributed over two million words to the game industry, and was the developer of the popular Hunter: The Vigil game line (White Wolf Game Studios / CCP). He was a frequent contributor to The Escapist, writing about games and pop culture.

Much of his writing advice has been collected in various writing- and storytelling-related e-books.

He currently lives in the forests of Pennsyltucky with wife, two dogs, and newborn son.

He is likely drunk and untrustworthy.

You can visit Chuck around the web here: Website | Blog | Twitter | Facebook

Want to read more from Chuck Wendig?

BlackbirdsMockingbirdDouble DeadShotgun GravyBait Dog250 Things You Should Know ...Confessions of a Freelance ...Irregular Creatures500 Ways To Be A Better WriterRevenge of the PenmonkeyThe Blue Blazes (Mookie Pea...Gods and Monsters: Unclean ...


Available May 28, 2013 from Angry Robot

About this Book:

Meet Mookie Pearl.
Criminal underworld? He runs it.
Supernatural underworld? He hunts in it.
Nothing stops Mookie when he’s on the job.
But when his daughter takes up arms and opposes him, something’s gotta give…

The Blue Blazes – the first in a new urban fantasy series in which lovable thug Mookie Pearl must contend with the criminal underworld, the supernatural underworld, a new drug that makes the invisible visible, and a rebellious teen daughter who opposes him at every turn.

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