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Wicked Wraiths: Man About the House
by Mina Carter
cover art by Mina Carter
ISBN: 978-1-60521-400-9
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Interracial, BBW, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Wicked Wraiths
Length: Novella

When Janelle’s friend offers to help with the housework, she doesn’t think it will include any hocus pocus. Not convinced it will work Janelle recites the incantation and summons a domestic god. He cooks. He cleans. He even does the ironing. The trouble is Corvin isn’t your typical wraith. In fact, he’s not a wraith at all but a demi-god looking for love…

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Wicked Wraiths: Man About the House
Mina Carter
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Copyright ©2010 Mina Carter

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Like most men, Corvin had always had an idea of what would happen the moment he met the woman of his dreams. The usual romantic moment where their eyes met across a crowded room and, Corvin being male, the normal “getting to know you” crap was minimal, replaced instead by a bout of hot, sweaty sex en route back to his apartment.

In all his thinking on the subject, which was rare since men as a whole and Corvin in particular didn’t tend to think in happily ever after — more happily for now, preferably ones involving blow jobs — he certainly hadn’t expected said moment to occur at the worst possible time for romance.

Namely, when he was in drag.

“Jesus Christ, these heels are fucking killing me.” Hex stumbled into Corvin’s back. “How do women wear these things?”

“Intelligence and a higher pain threshold than you pathetic men,” Storm, the only girl in their trio, threw back. The comment earned her a sneer from Hex as he tried to negotiate climbing onto a barstool in a miniskirt and the heels he was complaining about.

One eye on the woman and one on the farce unfolding to his left, Corvin had to smother a smile as Hex approached the puzzle in his usual manner, bull in a china shop.

“Would you two give it up and get a fucking room sometime this century?” Corvin’s voice was bored as he slid behind the opposite side of the table to Hex. Both of his friends turned toward him, horror and disgust on their faces.

“What, with him?”

“…her? You gotta be fucking kidding me. I’d rather screw a keres demon.”

“You look like a fricking keres demon!”

“Better than sounding like a harpy all the time!”

Corvin shook his head as the two started to squabble again. They were perfect for each other; they just couldn’t see it. One day he was going to lock them up together in a room for a weekend. They’d either kill each other or fuck each other’s brains out. Either way, he’d get some peace.

A waiter approached their table, and Corvin let Hex order as he looked for his dream woman again. The club was crowded but they’d had no trouble getting a table. They never did. Known as the god pack, all three had divine blood but they weren’t full demi-gods, just the offspring of a few.

Hex was the son of Hecate so he threw a mean spell when pushed or pissed off, which was often. Storm’s mother was Tempestas, Goddess of Storms — even deities struggled for originality when naming their offspring — and she’d inherited her mother’s temper. Last but not least, Corvin’s mother was Minerva, Goddess of Poetry, Medicine, Crafts, Magic… blah, blah, blah.

Corvin wrinkled his nose and glanced past his friends again. There she was, over on the other side of the bar, collecting empty glasses. Corvin took a moment to admire her. Small and curvy, her dark hair was pulled back from a heart-shaped face and clipped up to reveal the slender curve of her neck. His gaze devoured her as she turned, and the sensual curve of her breasts was outlined for a moment in the club lights as she tried to juggle glasses.

Lust hit him like one of Cupid’s arrows. Or rather would have if the God of Love hadn’t said “fuck it” and gone AWOL last year after breaking up with his latest squeeze.

“Need a piss, back in a minute,” Corvin announced as he slid off his stool. Still squabbling, Hex and Storm didn’t notice his departure. Corvin put them from his mind as he negotiated the crowded club, heading toward his target like a tiger on the prowl.

Okay as part of cross-promo actitivities I’m doing some banners up for other authors. First up is Mulberrilicious by Michelle Hasker…

After losing her job due to the economy, and her fiancé due to a skinny chick, Trisha moved out to Missouri to be with her sister. While caring for her niece and nephew she runs into the two handsome hunks who own a neighboring property. What she does know is that both want her, and neither cares that she is a BBW. What she doesn’t know is that they’re not what they seem to be. Oh, and they’re already lovers.

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http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1335

Wicked Wraiths: Tori’s Secret
by Mina Carter
cover art by Sahara Kelly
ISBN: 978-1-60521-388-0
Genre(s): Paranormal, Urban Fantasy
Theme(s): Magic and Mayhem, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Wicked Wraiths
Length: Novella

Tori’s trying to find Mr. Right. So far all she’s found are Mr. Arrogant, Mr. Self-Obsessed and Mr. Downright Scary. When her latest date ends in her dumping her drink in her date’s crotch, a frustrated Tori takes matters into her own hands. One quick spell later and her very own Mr. Right is standing in her bedroom. So what if he’s a wraith, a magical construct. She doesn’t care. He’ll do the job far better than any of her buzzing friends.

However, the ghostly hunk standing by her bed is hiding more than one secret: like the fact he’s not a wraith at all, but a sorcerer looking for a way back to the land of the living. Jacob needs an in, a chink in some mortal woman’s armour. He needs to hear the words “I love you.”

Trouble is he doesn’t plan to lose his own heart along the way…

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1319

Use code Jacob1057 before the end of January for 5% off!

I got cover art for my upcoming release with LSB, Playing Wolf. It’s by Anne Cain and isn’t it just the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen?

The Queen’s of Merab: Temair’s Fyre

Temair has always known that one day she would have to step up and replace her mother as Queen of Emetra. She knew it but she wasn’t happy about it. That day came sooner than she expected. Now Temair must take a TOUR of the country and choose a Consort from each of the Four Elements. Fyre, Rayne, Aire and Earth. Four powerful elements, four compelling men. In a journey fraught with danger, Temair must decide who to choose and who to trust.

Miach, Fyre Lord had his life planned out. An accomplished warrior he lived to defend his land, and even sympathized with the cause of the Rebels. With Just one touch Temair changed his world. Now he has a new calling: First Consort and lover of the future Queen.

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Woohoo, it’s here!! The second book in the Kyn series was released by Blade Publishing today!!

Feral doesn’t do babies. Or pixies. So when someone dumps a pixie baby of all things on his doorstep, he does the only thing he can think of. He tries to palm it off on someone else. Unfortunately his neighbour is out of town, leaving her sister, Tessa, to house-sit. Her single and disturbingly attractive sister. Which leaves Feral with a couple of problems, especially when a bunch of pixie ninja wannabe’s break into the place and try to steal the baby. Does he turn his back on the pixies, a race he’s always hated… or will Tessa cast her own spell on the strong, silent type Kyn Warrior?

Buy Link: http://www.bladepublishing.org/books/feral.html

I just got word that Feral is due to be released on 7th April, which I’m pleased about but now… PANIC!

There’s an awful lot about writing you don’t realise when you first start at this game. Like the promotion and the admin work and all that. At first you think once you’re past that one big hurdle of getting your story accepted, the rest is plain sailing.

It’s not.

You have edits, which can be the best thing in the world or the worst. The best because you get to go over the nuts and bolts of what you’ve written with your editor and see it polished up. With the right editor, that process is fantastic because you learn new ways of doing things (or you get smacked around the ear-hole for your bad habits – I still try and sneak ‘em in ). Or it can be the worst thing in the world when you’ve got three lots to do, your evil day job, the phone going, the baby screaming and the housework piling up.

Once the edits are done though, that’s where the crunch really comes for me. It’s the promotion. Something I loathe but know I have to do. You see, I am quite happy to remain in my little cave and write. I venture out to play with photoshop or blog. I seem to be totally lacking the ‘LOOK AT ME’ gene required for sucessful self promotion. I have NO clue half the time what to write in promo ads and my standard instinctive reaction is to write more stories and just go, ‘here, have something to read instead!’ :S

So, if anyone sees a spare ‘look at me’ gene wandering around, pin the little buggar down and mail him to me would ya?

After much swearing and threats of dire retribution I’ve beaten publisher into submission and created this month’s newsletter. *looks at it and shakes head*I hate publisher.

Enjoy though!

March 2009 Newsletter (218)

I may have talked about this before. I can’t remember, it’s early here and I’m working on the necessary coffee intake to get through the rest of the day. But images and writing… I lurves a good image. One that has something about it which sparks off the creative process.

This image for example…

… there’s just something about the pose, the look in the guy’s eyes and the way he’s holding her which does it for me. The look screams ‘Mine’. This is the picture I’m using as a visual springboard for the story I’m writing at the moment, Sunlight & Slavery, about a Gargoyle and the woman he falls for. For me these two are just perfect for the lead characters Kunckles (from Moonlight & Magic) and Neri.

Or how about Knuckles ‘little brother’? This image is just perfect for a man about the town, smooth talking gargolye (yeah, I’m on a gargolye kick at the moment)…

Yum *looses it for a moment drooling* I think I’m going to have a LOT of fun writing that one

Sunlight should be finished sometime this week and I’ll be posting unedited excerpts soon!!