Thursday, February 28, 2013

Tome Tender: Stay by Jennifer Silverwood

Come check out Beth, aka Tome Tender's review for Stay, a paranormal romance here:

Tome Tender: Stay by Jennifer Silverwood: Stay  by Jennifer Silverwood Book Blurb: Sometimes, love isn’t as magical as people expect it to be… Rona believed love was n...

To learn more about Stay and see some fun photo inspiration, visit the web page here:

Thursday Teaser

Since we sort of missed out on the teaser for Tuesday, I thought I'd share it today instead. Working hard to finish Ohre, the sequel to Qeya.

Don't forget to check out the schedule for Silver Hollow's book tour here: 
And be sure to spread the word to your friends. Chances to learn more behind the scenes, get to know the characters and get a chance to win free copies and swag all through the month of March!
Have a rockin' Thurs, peeps!

Jenn :)

Rain gave us cover as I followed Adi to the village edge. Through the wide-leafed plants and vines, the settlement was so close I could count the hairs on the backs of the children’s heads. I could have aimed my gauntlet and set their wooden and mud huts to blaze with a mere flick of my wrist. But, much as I loved the hunt, I wasn’t water logged. I wasn’t so totally unhinged that I would murder unknowing creatures. I preferred my prey capable of fighting back.
I remember as a child, running through the tunnels where Old Brien and Adi’s clan mined for bare minerals and dust. Beasts lived there too, only these had been hunted nearly to extinction, save those that lived in the deepest cracks of the world. And unfortunately for me, I preferred dark and abysmal to light. Most of my scars came from stepping into another creature’s territory. I was air kissed to make it out alive, but the very first time I went below I lost my way.
I was much smaller then and the dark reminded me more of my home beneath the sea than the too-bright, too-clear caves the clan indwelled. I was used to hunting, not mining, and I brought my old bone blade with me, determined to face the terrors I had heard haunted such places.
The creature came from nowhere. I had followed the sound of the slight scratches of its claws against the cave walls, the slither of its belly on wet stone. It clawed me in the gut first, but I ended its existence swiftly and with relish. For a moment I could pretend I was with my blood clan, before the liquid heat ate them alive. I lifted the beast over my head and let out the same ancient cry as those who came before had over countless kills. But the creature was much smaller than I anticipated. When I looked better at it, I realized it was a child I had murdered. Other soft, mewling cries came from the same corner it had sprung. Its brothers and sisters, I recognized with cold clarity, and the knowledge its mother must be somewhere close by. In this way, I had killed my own kind and for the first time, wished I could weep over it.
“Ohre!” Adi hissed so faintly, no land dwelling creature could have heard it. But we were used to the tight pressure of the deep, and our ears needed to hear further and better. I blinked and focused on the gray skinned, tattooed face of my ship mate and remembered our mission. I was one step from a pitfall, her gloved hand the only thing keeping me back. 

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Give it to Cupcake (she'll eat it): REVIEW Stay by Jennifer Silverwood

Was so excited to hear the very first review for "Stay" was brought live tonight! Hope y'all come check out blogger, Sarah Jones' site and her thoughts as much as I did!


Give it to Cupcake (she'll eat it): REVIEW Stay by Jennifer Silverwood: STAY BY JENNIFER SILVERWOOD Sometimes, love isn’t as magical as people expect it to be… Rona believes love is nothing more than a myth,...

Monday, February 25, 2013

______ Mondays!

This Monday was probably the best I've had in weeks. I got to have brunch with some old friends and was feeling refreshed all around. It's amazing what social interaction can do for you. Maybe I should try it more often? 

I've got a few "awesomes" to share with y'all today. First off, I was featured by a blogger friend, Rhomy on her site, "I Know That Book." There I answered several deep and meaningful, life altering questions. Okay, maybe not "life altering," but fun, for sure. So what are you waiting for? Go check it out:HERE

Next up, I managed to finally get up the dates on my site for the Silver Hollow Tour! Super stoked about that one. Click on the pick to follow that link:

Last but not least, I read this awesome verse from the Bible that I thought I'd share. Even if you don't believe, you should definitely check this book out some time. The following is from a paraphrase version that puts it in more modern language, called "The Message."

“This is war, and there is no neutral ground. If you’re not on my side, you’re the enemy; if you’re not helping, you’re making things worse. There’s nothing done or said that can’t be forgiven. But if you deliberately persist in your slanders against God’s Spirit, you are repudiating the very One who forgives. If you reject the Son of Man out of some misunderstanding, the Holy Spirit can forgive you, but when you reject the Holy Spirit, you’re sawing off the branch on which you’re sitting, severing by your own perversity all connection with the One who forgives.
If you grow a healthy tree, you’ll pick healthy fruit. If you grow a diseased tree, you’ll pick worm-eaten fruit. The fruit tells you about the tree.

You have minds like a snake pit! How do you suppose what you say is worth anything when you are so foul-minded? It’s your heart, not the dictionary, that gives meaning to your words. A good person produces good deeds and words season after season. An evil person is a blight on the orchard. Let me tell you something. Every one of these careless words is going to come back to haunt you. There will be a time of Reckoning. Words are powerful; take them seriously. Words can be your salvation. Words can also be your damnation.”
Matthew 12:28-37

Okay that's all I've got for now! Oh, and thanks to everyone who has shown their support for the tour and jazz so far! If you'd like to use the button above for your blog to help spread the word, just let me know and I'll email you a copy, or you can just "copy/paste" if you like. Just let me know if you do so I can help promote you right back!

Have a great week peeps!


Friday, February 22, 2013

Just Believe

TGIF Everyone! 
Hope your weekend is full of met goals, unexpected fun and magic. ;)

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Teusday Teaser

Vynasha (Working Title)

The candle’s trail led her to the first level of the castle and farther down the eastern end than she had traveled before. The gargoyles and columns gave way to narrower arches and stately doors. Even the tapestries, depicting the faces of beasts and winged women and men, of sea people and slithering, reptilian creatures, seemed clearer here. She soon realized this was because the trail was leading toward an open door ahead. The hall bent to the right and then she saw him, surrounded in a pool of white light that stretched past and obscured his shadow, until it dimly touched her feet.
“Beauty, I see you are wearing my gift,” the Prince growled out in a surprisingly soft voice and stretched out his hand towards her.
She slipped her black gloved hand in his without comment or question, though she very much wanted to know where he had been today. The Prince never came to her. She was brought to him, in the great hall where they had dined near every night of her imprisonment. That he occupied his time with books, she highly doubted. At times, during their conversations, he seemed to carry the knowledge of the earth with him.
Yet she recalled his mention of trouble, while he had left her to study his text on the Eirwen Mountains. And the thought came to her then, that if there were ruffians causing trouble, as he put it, on the borders of his land, perhaps they would be willing to help her?
But at what cost to Wyvar and Lyttia and Myrel?
Was she selfish enough to trade the lives of people who weren’t even solid, living beings, she pondered. Surely they would want gold or something the Prince was keeping hidden away in this castle.
“Something troubles you, Beauty,” the Prince said, while he pressed his hand to the metal guard past the door. A long arched tunnel, covered with twisting ropes of dead vines and thorns, carried the pathway further outside the castle.
“I am only weary, I suppose.” Vynasha tried to peer through the cracks for any glimpse of real sunlight. It had been so long since she had felt it directly on her skin, and she longed for the days she worked in Wynyth’s rose garden.
“Were you so worried over my well being, then?” He asked with a low rumble, and she realized he was laughing. Truthfully, she had not thought of him much at all the previous night. After his very direct proposal, she had only been able to see the renewed urgency of her escape, of finding her way to Ceddrych.

Monday, February 18, 2013

______ Mondays!

I'm not surprised that this book is getting made into a movie. I mean, come on, it's Steph Meyer lol. But having never read The Host, this trailer, I admit, has got me kind of excited!

This is probably the first time I've wanted to actually go to the movies more than once a season lol. Check these book turned movies out. See a trend here maybe? 

Yep, Young Adult books are having a field day right now. I suppose that's one thing we can thank Twilight for. But I'm excited about these adult titles too!

Comment below and share your favorite movies or upcoming releases you're excited about!
And if you're like me, share which books you'd like made into a movie next?
I'll go first: Wanderlove by Belle Mallory, Frey by Melissa Wright, Timber Wolves Trilogy by Tammy Blackwell, Whirl by Emma Ravelling and Angelfall by Susan Ee!

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Stay Inspiration

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.
John Keats

If you haven't checked it out yet, come visit "Stay" a paranormal romance. :)

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Word to Dreams: Review: Qeya by Jennifer Silverwood

Word to Dreams: Review: Qeya by Jennifer Silverwood:     Qeya by Jennifer Silverwood   3 stars   First I wish to thank the author, Jennifer Silverwood, for providing me a copy ...

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Tuesday Teaser!

From "Vynasha" (Working Title)

Wyvar told her stories while they waited, to pass the time. She still did not know the gate keeper’s name and she was too confused and embarrassed to ask Wyvar. It would make her sound like she wanted to know him and now was the least opportune time for attachments.

So she turned her ear to Wyvar’s softly spoken words instead and tried to ignore the echoes of beastly screams and snarls coming through the broken wall nearby.

“Once,” he began, “we were a noble people. Of all the blood that lived on this side of the mirror, the greatest was the royal family, known to all by the name, Bitterhelm. It was they, who used their might to unite the glens, who sought to control the mirror between our worlds. The king declared he could not marry any other, but Soraya.”

Vynasha turned to stare at the faded wight of a man in wonder. She recalled the journal she had found and the secret room, of Wyvar’s earlier confession. It could have happened years ago instead of the ages his tale implied. She had to wonder then, how old this castle was and how long it had been without life.

“She was apprenticed to the most powerful wielder of majik in this other land,” he continued. “And no one was as beautiful as she…” His ancient features softened and his eyes unfocused as though he was recalling her from memory. “She had wings that were as wide as this cell, if you can believe. Everyone knew she hid them by capes and cloaks and skirts. But few were blessed enough to see her in flight…”

“You saw her?” Vynasha softly asked. When the dungeons fell silent, she did not fear or peer into the darkness. She too was lost in the lightness of Wyvar’s memory.

His smile was slow and sorrowful as he avoided her question and continued his tale. “Her visit to our world was meant to be but a visit, until the king tricked her into loving him. Their children were among the most beautiful anyone had seen in either land, but of a darker beauty than Soraya. And the king grew bitter of his young wife.

She fell in love with his captain of the guard, who was also of mixed blood, though a little more than most. So the king locked his wife away in anger, not knowing who she had betrayed him with.”

Vynasha crawled so she was sitting within Wyvar’s natural glow. Pain flashed through his eyes as he caught the motion and warmth as he met her eyes again.

“The Prince, his son, was kept away from his mother as he grew into manhood. He was given strict instructions and raised to be of our land alone. He also used his mother’s gifts for cruelty rather than goodness as she had intended…”

“So you insist on filler her head with useless fayere tales and legend, I see. Have you not said enough, old man?” the Gate Keeper interrupted from the thick shadows.

Vynasha and Wyvar both started. It was with some difficulty their minds returned to the darkness around them, after such a tale. Though she knew very little of the wondrous creature, Soraya, Vynasha had seen her prison and read her ink bound words. She wanted to know more and she suspected Wyvar had much more to do with her fate than he was letting on.

So when she lifted her gaze to meet the pale eyes of the intruder, she stood immediately. “Leave him be, Gate Keeper. He was only trying to please me.”

The taller man sneered and crossed his arms over his broad chest. “It would seem Wyvar has spent far too much time pleasing you and less time attending his duty.”

Vynasha mirrored his pose, crossing her arms over her chest and took another step into his space. Her eyes narrowed as she replied, “Have you come to grumble some more at him? Or are we actually leaving this place? I was under the impression you were going to help me. As much as it angers you to see him help me, perhaps if you aided us both, I could leave sooner. And then all our troubles would be lessened, don’t you agree?”

His cold features twisted unpleasantly, his pale eyes growing wider with each declaration. She wasn’t in the habit of throwing all her cards on the table. But Wyvar was her only friend in this awful place, perhaps her only friend. The Prince was another matter entirely and she was weary of pretending to be less than she was before him. And she reminded herself, in spite of his lordly ways, this gate keeper was no better than either of them. At least Wyvar held onto his goodness and the memory of better years.

Nothing about this bitter and imperial man made her want anything more from his company than the promise of her escape.

At last he said, “It is good that you are brave. I was beginning to believe you were nothing more than a scarred, frightened child. If you are going to willingly run back into those mountains, you will need every scrap of mettle you can muster.” He smirked at the end and shared a glance with Wyvar over her shoulder. Yet she watched as his attempt to regain control over them faded and was replaced by a furrowed brow, with uncertainty. 

Special Announcement!

I'm very excited to announce that Stay looks to be released sometime within the following week! My editor, R.J has been hard at work to deliver the polished, finished copy of my latest novel. To follow the countdown, visit my site, and have fun checking out some of the extras.

This isn't just a love story, of course. I like to call it a love story with a paranormal twist. But you'll have to read it to find out what I mean. 

The cover art is by Najla Qamber Designs. You should totally google her just to look at her wonderful artwork and designs. Or if you are an author looking for a stellar cover designer. 

Quite a few of you already know about this novel, because I've been asking everyone three specific questions, all about love. Thank you to everyone who shared their stories with me. You all are the reason this book came to be what it is. 


Monday, February 11, 2013

_______ Mondays!

Here we are at the beginning of another week. I'm pretty determined to knock a few things off my writing to-do list. As with all goals I try and keep some room for error. Because we all know how easy it is to procrastinate and put things off. I tend to waste away on Tumblr at times, but they always have the best pics and stuff! And it's better to be partially addicted to Tumblr than Pintrest, IMO. Poor Pintrest addicts...they just can't make a clean break can they? ;) (don't look at me that know who you are!)

Anyway, today's Monday post is going to be dedicated to my favorite time killer of late. I'm gonna share some of my favorite "likes" and hopefully get you to come check my site out. And by extension gain some new fellow Tumblr addicts ;p

Happy browsing!

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Smashwords Edition!

As of maybe five minutes ago, Silver Hollow was finally published via Smashwords. I'm so excited to reach out to a broader audience of readers. Yep, that means all you Nook, IPad and other e-readers. Your escape into the world of Silver Hollow is just one click away. 
But don't just take my word for it, have a look and discover the mystery of Wenderdowne for yourselves. ;)


Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Tuesday Teaser!

As a boy, I used to have what Old Brien called “night terrors.” Most younglings dreamed about mining and adventure in the heavens, anything to get them off the clustered caves the Royals assigned us to. Their bad dreams might carry them to the Royal palace or strip them of their clan so they were totally alone.

My terrors were darker in nature. I dreamed of leviathans deep in the darkest reaches of the sea, of blood smoking the water and explosions of white hot heat from the core. In my dreams I could never swim fast enough to escape that bone melting heat. And when it did swallow me whole, after the pain, I found only blackness.

I learned how to live without sleep quickly. Still I would lay in rest, but I never let my mind drift totally. I thought myself free from night terrors until our ship was attacked and we crash landed on a hostile world.

In the Nukvar Valley lived night terrors that didn’t exist in dreams, but attacked while sleeping. I learned to always be on my guard when living with the other survivors in our cave. After slaying that first four legged stripe-back in our cave, I realized we were living on the edge of predator territory. But the younglings didn’t need to know about it, though it might have helped me to have another pair of hands to hunt. The longer the days were spent in hopeless search for the missing shuttle crew, the more I began to crave those nightly hunts.

Only after she chose him and the tree village did I realize what I had become. I was no better than the monsters of my night terrors. I had become the night terror. 

Monday, February 4, 2013

"Stay" New Cover Reveal

Here is the new and official cover for "Stay." Najla Qamber really outdid herself this time. We went for the sea as the focal image this go around because it is a huge symbol throughout the book. And while the other cover was just as brilliant, it didn't quite fit the mood of the book, something the loverly Allison Taylor pointed out to me. So here, for your viewing pleasure is the final version, this time we mean it! lol

Nomis Paranormal Palace: Review - Qeya by Jennifer Silverwood

I just discovered this review from the awesome blogger, Nomi of "Nomi's Paranormal Palace" fame. Go check her website out and enjoy the fairy cursor as much as I did!

Nomis Paranormal Palace: Review - Qeya by Jennifer Silverwood: Title:   Qeya Author:   Jennifer Silverwood Series: Heaven’s Edge Genre: YA Sci-Fi Fantasy Published: March 26 th 2012 I receive...

Stay tuned for more updates on Qeya, Ohre and the Heaven's Edge novella series here. I'm working diligently on Ohre and the revised, longer ending to Qeya is already in the capable hands of my editor, Jessica Augustsson :)

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Author Spotlight :)

Thought y'all would like to come check out this spotlight hosted by the stellar Debdatta :) Will be doing a giveaway for Silver Hollow with her soon, so if you haven't snagged a copy yet, stay tuned to her site to learn more!

b00k r3vi3ws: #AuthorSpotlight :: Silver Hollow by Jennifer Silv...: Author under Spotlight! Jennifer Silverwood was raised deep in the heart of Texas and has been spinning yarns a mile high sinc...