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If you thought your family was complicated, wait until you meet the supernatural Blues again in Vamparency, the jaw-dropping finale of the Bellocaro Saga by P.S. Meraux. Yes, dear reader— it’s time to dust off your black eyeliner and brace yourself for supernatural heartbreak, undead ghostly revelations, and, oh yeah… vampires behaving very badly.

Let’s recap: Thatcher Blue has officially hit rock bottom. Skye Moon— his soulmate, his everything— is gone. Like, possibly-dead-dead, thanks to the absolute worst vampire in existence: Nymir. (Seriously, someone get this guy a villain-of-the-year trophy and a timeout.) Heartbroken and full of righteous rage, Thatcher sets out for revenge, flanked by his werewolf cousins and Skye’s mom Eleanor— who, by the way, is still throwing serious “I told you so” energy his way.

But just when Thatcher’s about to go full supernatural Van Helsing, BOOM. Plot twist. Skye’s back… kind of. And she’s not the same girl who disappeared. She’s a little colder. A little more transparent. A lot more mysterious. Oh, and did we mention there are secrets? So. Many. Secrets.

As the truth behind Skye’s transformation unravels like a cursed family tree, Thatcher and Skye must battle more than just vamps and witches— they’ve got a whole mess of emotional trauma to sort through. (Because what’s a YA paranormal romance without some intense heartache, am I right?)

Vamparency is the fourth and final bite (pun very much intended) in the Bellocaro Saga, and it does not disappoint. Expect swoon-worthy moments, gasp-inducing betrayals, and a finale that will have you clutching your book like it’s a lifeline.

Whether you’ve been Team Thatcher since book one or just here for the supernatural drama and sassy one-liners, Vamparency brings all the feels— and then some. So go ahead, cancel your weekend plans, stock up on snacks, and prepare to be emotionally destroyed in the best possible way.

One thing’s for sure: after this, you’ll never look at vampires (or family secrets) the same way again.

Read Vamparency beginning August 8. And maybe keep some tissues handy. Just in case.  🖤

Swapping a book cover isn’t something I take lightly — especially when theoriginal had a touch of iconic flair. But let’s be honest: when that “icon”status mostly benefits a different best-selling book with a similarvibe... well, it might be time for a little reinvention.

Sure, I could bore you with marketing jargon or drone onabout visual trends and product placement. Yawn. But here’s the simple truth: Bellocarodoesn’t need borrowed shine. It’s got its own glow-up coming.

Does the old cover nod to that other famous book? Ofcourse. Was it a copy? Not even close. 

Plenty of indie authors (and a few fromthe Big 5) embraced that Twilight-esque look — dark backgrounds, grayscaledrama, symbolic objects floating in space. It worked for a while. It stillworks in some cases (Tracy Wolff’s Crave series, anyone?).

But readers today have a sharp eye and an even sharperinstinct: if something looks like a knockoff, they’ll scroll right pastit — even if the story inside is anything but.

 

And Bellocaro?

It’s not riding coattails. It’s kicking down doors.

So yes, I’ve given it a brand-new cover — one that’s bold,fresh, and completely its own. Besides, I was running out of space on the oldone to place award badges.

 

Go ahead, take a peek. I think you’ll agree: this new lookisn’t just different. It’s spectacular.

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Today is the final day of the special promotion for my novel Bellocaro andI wanted to give a shout out to eBookDailyDeals  for helping to spread theword!   

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Find out why my novel has received so many awards, grab yourcopy today!

 

Bellocaro is now a part of the Kindle Unlimited family onAmazon.com with free unlimited reading for all members.  If you’ve been wondering why this riveting,humorous vampire thriller is racking up awards, now is your chance to read it. Download your copy today!

 

 

In March of 1990, Tom Cruise was in Florence, South Carolinafilming a little racing movie called Days of Thunder. He had also justreceived his first Oscar nomination for playing the starring role of Ron Kovicin Born on the 4th of July.

NBC’s Today Show contacted a local news station inColumbia, South Carolina and rented its satellite truck to conduct an interviewwith Tom Cruise about the nomination and his reaction to it at a hotel inFlorence.

Little did Tom know that innocuous action triggered anunderhanded plot directed at the movie icon. But I was there, on that crew. Whathappened next, after decades of secrecy, is detailed in this novel, Delayed Confession, and it’s all true. Only the names have been changed to protect theinnocent and the truly stupid.

Delayed Confession is available in Kindle and Paperback formats on Amazon!

For a limited time, Audible members will have the opportunity to listen to  Bellocaro  for free !

Now on Audible, Bellocaro transports fans of romance stories like'Twilight' or 'A Shade of Vampire' to a mysterious new world.

Fleeing the school jock who thinks she should be his, Skye Moonencounters a strange boy in the woods. After meeting the captivating ThatcherBlue, she is dragged into a nightmare, targeted by a vampire who wants to killher.

Will Thatcher save her? 

Or like his visions have predicted- kill her? 

 

Fangenstein- book 3 in the Bellocaro Saga is out today and if you're a Kindle Unlimitedfan, you can read it free for a short time! Get it here:

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From the upcoming third novel in the Bellocaro Saga... Fangenstein

Exclusive excerpt:

Thatcher was meeting with Eleanor, Blair was mediating their chat. Alton,Wes and Chase Blue were hunting for Brighton. And me? I was stuck at home,wondering how this all was going to work itself out and where would my place beonce the dust had settled.

“Man, I hate waiting, especially when the stakes were so high,” I mumbledto myself lifting the lid to the trashcan in the backyard. Releasing theknotted drawstring, I dropped the full plastic bag inside. After cleaning upthe house, I’d turned my attention to removing the old food from therefrigerator. It made sense to throw out the food that Mom liked, especially ifI didn’t. It wasn’t like she’d want it when she returned home.

I sucked in a breath, appreciating the fresh scent of the warm afternoon,and exhaled. Now, I had nothing left to do with my day. Bummer.

Why did Mom have to be so pigheaded about Thatcher? Why couldn’t she justforgive me and get over it? It occurred to me at that moment that I wasn’t avery high-minded sort of girl that perhaps I’d thought myself to be. There weretimes, like right now, when I could be quite mean-spirited and selfish.

My bout of self-reflection was interrupted by the sound of movement inthe trees at the edge of the yard.  Iturned to study them. The branches didn’t seem to be moving. Had Altonreturned? Had he found Brighton? It didn’t make sense that he wouldhesitate to enter the yard.

I moved forward toward the line of trees. “Alton? You there?” I called.

There was no response.

Was it Thatcher? I thought with a tentative burst of joy thatricocheted inside me. Had he slipped away to see me despite Mom’s demand thathe not? My footsteps quickened.

Suddenly I was aware of a presence behind me. Someone had stepped outfrom the trees to my left and gotten between me and the house. I whirled aroundexpecting to see the beautiful face of the vampire that I loved. But theafternoon sun was sinking low in the sky, and I couldn’t see the face of theman who stood there but I knew it wasn’t Thatcher.

The black silhouette of a man wasn’t as tall or thin as my vampireboyfriend. I caught movement at the corner of my eye, the branches of anarborvitae tree swayed back into place, revealing the exact spot where the manmust have been hiding.

“Who are you?” I demanded. “What are you doing in my yard?” The finehairs on the back of my neck were standing on end, and that burst of inner joywas replaced with a rapidly accelerating heartbeat. I tried not to show myfear.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle ya Miss,” the man drawled in asouthern accent, glancing around the yard. “I’m looking for my son’s dog. He’sactually just a puppy really.” The faceless man shook his head in dismay,taking a step toward the deck at the back of the house. “The boy left the back gateopen, and the dog got out. My son’s beside himself.”

I inhaled through my nose again and exhaled, urging my fluctuating pulseto settle down. My heartbeat was loud enough that I could hear it in my ears.

The man seemed harmless enough. He turned his back on me, clearly lookingaround the house as if the missing puppy might be holed up under the deck. 

I rather doubted that. I certainly would have heard a dog scratchingaround under there and said so. “I haven’t seen him.”

The black form swung his head back in my direction. “Didn’t mean tointrude… perhaps somebody else in the house might have spotted him?” he askedwith a hopeful note in his voice.

“No, it’s just me,” I explained. “And I’ve been here all day. He’s nothere.” I realized my mistake as soon as I’d spoken, I shouldn’t have confirmedthat I was alone. Alarm bells were ringing loudly in my head. I looked aroundfor an escape. Behind the trees was a tall fence, which I doubted I could climbover before the stranger caught up to me, even if I managed to get to it.

The stranger began moving toward me, I blinked, trying to get a betterlook at him. My eyes were watering against the brightness of the sun.

He drew closer and I could make out details about his appearance. He wastaller than me but definitely not that tall, maybe 5-foot-10, if I had to guessand chunky around the middle. Dark hair fell across his narrow forehead,reaching down to hazel eyes which peered out over a broad nose. And there was apungent aroma about him; dried sweat mingled with something else that Icouldn’t quite place.

I tried not to wrinkle my nose.

His full lips pulled in momentarily and then relaxed.

He was close enough now that I noticed the tell-tell bite mark on theside of his neck where a pair of fangs had pierced the skin. But the bead ofsweat trailing down the side of his face suggested that he was still human. Avampire had fed on the man, not enough to kill or turn him. I found that factslightly reassuring. The odds against me successfully evading a vampire alonewere slim, but a human man, even one who had me cornered in the backyard,seemed considerably higher.

“Stop right there!” I commanded, putting on a bold expression. “Youbetter not come any closer.”

It worked, he stopped moving. His mouth opened briefly in uncertainty, asthe hazel eyes glanced around the immediate area, confirming that we wereindeed alone. Did he expect someone to suddenly materialize in the yard?  I pondered in irritation.

The man was so close, he could have reached out one of his long arms andgrabbed mine. One side of his mouth twisted down, seeing no rescuers imminent,his attention returned to me.

“Don’t think you can order me around,” he drawled with more swagger. Gonewas any trace of his earlier attempt to appear courteous. “You’ll be comingwith me and make no fuss about it.”

 Check out Literary Titan's 5 Star Review of Bellocaro

Skye Moon has been trapped on a magical island in the Atlantic ocean called Sceadu. She was transported to the island one day against her will with no clue why or how to leave. Those that arrive on the island like this are called spellbound. They are trapped in this magical paranormal academy till the island decides they can leave.

When Skye does not return the popular boy Chad’s affections, she is shunned by most of the academy. This common scenario plays out all the time in schools with teenagers. The popular kid gets all their friends to ignore someone to get what they want. Teens will relate to many of the characters in this imaginative story.

Skye finds solace in her dreams of her dark-eyed boy, the one she calls Bellocaro. But in one such dream, Bellocaro says that he has put her in danger, and the vampire Nymir will track her down and kill her. To add to her precarious situation, the school’s headmistress has asked her to show around the new students, a family known as the Blues. Thatcher, Rane, Wes, and Alton have taken on the role of personal bodyguards to Skye whether she wants them to or not.

Author P.S. Meraux has written a new young adult vampire and werewolf story. This is not a retelling of other vampire stories, rather a fresh new take to draw in the next generation of paranormal readers. Bellocaro is an enchanting blend of a love story, action, and drama. The mystery of learning who the Blues are keeps Skye on her toes; while everyone else is mesmerized by their beauty, Skye picks up on the details that reveal their true paranormal identities.

The author has done a fantastic job building out the world of Sceadu and capturing the teenagers’ personalities that reside there. I could envision the groups all hanging out, and the characters, even non-human, teenagers are the same in this world, with their quirks and attitudes. The mystery of the brown-eyed boy with a mark on his hand will keep coming back to readers. Also, the drama of if the Blues family will capture Nymir -- will keep readers on edge.

Bellocaro is the first novel in the series and a fantastic start to this unpredictable storyline. With each mystery uncovered, new questions arise. Readers will be drawn into the fantasy world that seems too real at times and stay for the unforgettable paranormal characters whose personalities will keep them turning the pages to see what happens.

Pages: 467 | ASIN : B08L2M3QD2

Bellocaro receives the Literary Titan Book award!
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We are proud to present you with our Literary Titan Book Award. Your book was recently reviewed through our Book Review Service, with that service your book is entered into our Literary Book Award competition. Your book deserves extraordinary praise and we are proud to acknowledge your hard work, dedication, and writing talent. Start telling the world that you're an award winning author, because we will be! 

YAY!

 

Excited to share another glowing accolade for Bellocaro. The novel received an honorable mention in the Young Adult category from the Royal Dragonfly Book Awards. It's always nice when literary experts, like the nice folks at Story Monsters, appreciate my writing style. That tells me I must be doing something right. Yay! 

In case you're not familiar with Story Monsters, you should check out their magazine, Story Monsters Ink. It's a great resource for teachers and librarians looking for new and exciting authors to introduce to their students.