Jessica Wayne's Blog
February 10, 2022
What happens when the hero becomes the villain?
Rescued by the Fae is NOW LIVE! What this means: Fearghas and co. are BACK, baby! Grab your copy and catch up with the gang as they face their greatest threat yet...and spoiler alert: it's not who you expect...
Seriously...(at least not entirely.)
My soul hasn't been mine for over a thousand years.
Ever since I saw her standing on that cliffside in Ireland, Eira has possessed more of me than she'll ever know. But by the time I saw her again, she'd suffered far more than anyone ever should.
She'd been broken, abused, and was unwilling to trust me no matter how many times I tried to prove my intentions.
For my kind to mate—it's rare—dangerous, which is why no one can know of my ties to the violet-eyed siren or her hold over me. My enemies would love to get their hands on the one thing that could lead to my destruction.
But when her life is threatened, I know I can't simply watch from the sidelines anymore. Not when I'm ready to rip the entire world to shreds for another moment in her presence.
Click here to download your copy!
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Still not convinced it's for you? Here's what readers are saying about this brand-new series:
"The paranormal revolution is here and its a game changer! Lines have been crossed, alliances broken, friendships’ destroyed and rules? there aren’t any. Peace is no longer an option. This is war and death is the consequence. Squeeek! THIS IS A MUST READ!!"
"The storytelling is beautiful and complicated with both Fearghas and Eira. A great start to a spinoff series."
"This book has it all that you’d want. Love, action, magic, faerie, revenge, and much more. I enjoyed it very much and the wait for Book 2 is going to be hard."
"omg, what a fabulous new story!! ... love Fearghas and Eira! ... need more 💙"
Seriously...(at least not entirely.)
My soul hasn't been mine for over a thousand years.
Ever since I saw her standing on that cliffside in Ireland, Eira has possessed more of me than she'll ever know. But by the time I saw her again, she'd suffered far more than anyone ever should.
She'd been broken, abused, and was unwilling to trust me no matter how many times I tried to prove my intentions.
For my kind to mate—it's rare—dangerous, which is why no one can know of my ties to the violet-eyed siren or her hold over me. My enemies would love to get their hands on the one thing that could lead to my destruction.
But when her life is threatened, I know I can't simply watch from the sidelines anymore. Not when I'm ready to rip the entire world to shreds for another moment in her presence.
Click here to download your copy!
____________________________
Still not convinced it's for you? Here's what readers are saying about this brand-new series:
"The paranormal revolution is here and its a game changer! Lines have been crossed, alliances broken, friendships’ destroyed and rules? there aren’t any. Peace is no longer an option. This is war and death is the consequence. Squeeek! THIS IS A MUST READ!!"
"The storytelling is beautiful and complicated with both Fearghas and Eira. A great start to a spinoff series."
"This book has it all that you’d want. Love, action, magic, faerie, revenge, and much more. I enjoyed it very much and the wait for Book 2 is going to be hard."
"omg, what a fabulous new story!! ... love Fearghas and Eira! ... need more 💙"
July 25, 2018
Momming while authoring
As parents, I feel we've all dealt with those time periods where our kids decide that the only food they want to ingest is either found in the frozen dessert aisle or a blue box.
And how freaking frustrating is that?! My oldest has never really been much of a picky eater. That kid will put down broccoli, peas, carrots, spinach, LITERALLY, anything I put on her plate. Especially if it's healthy because she's decided that when she grows up she wants to be Wonder Woman. And well, you can't be tough like Wonder Woman if you don't eat your vegetables!
My youngest though, that little ray of sunshine who is in her three-nager year, has decided that she doesn't like ANYTHING.
And I mean anything. Even blue box Mac-N-Cheese is nearly impossible to get her to eat. Why? Because I want her to eat it. I've even tried reverse psychology 'don't you dare eat that!' and well, let's just say it backfired.
She won't even eat BREAD. The delicious carb-filled goodness that comes with it unless it's homemade. Which is fine, I'd rather her eat it without all the additives, BUT I don't always have time to make it! So what does she do when I give her delicious PB&J on store-bought bread?
She licks the peanut butter and jelly off and leaves the bread.
LICKS IT OFF, YOU GUYS. How the heck am I supposed to work with that?
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And how freaking frustrating is that?! My oldest has never really been much of a picky eater. That kid will put down broccoli, peas, carrots, spinach, LITERALLY, anything I put on her plate. Especially if it's healthy because she's decided that when she grows up she wants to be Wonder Woman. And well, you can't be tough like Wonder Woman if you don't eat your vegetables!
My youngest though, that little ray of sunshine who is in her three-nager year, has decided that she doesn't like ANYTHING.
And I mean anything. Even blue box Mac-N-Cheese is nearly impossible to get her to eat. Why? Because I want her to eat it. I've even tried reverse psychology 'don't you dare eat that!' and well, let's just say it backfired.
She won't even eat BREAD. The delicious carb-filled goodness that comes with it unless it's homemade. Which is fine, I'd rather her eat it without all the additives, BUT I don't always have time to make it! So what does she do when I give her delicious PB&J on store-bought bread?
She licks the peanut butter and jelly off and leaves the bread.
LICKS IT OFF, YOU GUYS. How the heck am I supposed to work with that?
CLICK HERE TO READ FULL POST
July 18, 2018
Sneak Peak at Collateral Damage!
I am SO excited to report that Collateral Damage is now LIVE and is available on all major E-book platforms for a LIMITED TIME!
You can grab your copy here--> http://bit.ly/GetCollateralDamage
Want a sneak peak??
Timothy stared out of his large windows at the darkening sky. The city was never more beautiful than it was right now as the sun sank lower leaving trails of orange, yellow, and red in its wake.
City lights were just beginning to come on and the combination of them and the sunset as the last rays glinted against the white blanket of snow was pure magic.
He scoffed at the thought, nothing good came from magic. Only death and despair. He drank down the rest of the whiskey in his glass and grabbed his jacket off the chair. He never smoked in his office, but damn he could use a cigar now.
Since everyone had gone home for the evening except for Ashton who was in his office watching the security feeds, the building would be silent which was something he dreaded each night.
He had spent a lot of years in the silence, and it was deafening.
Timothy stepped out into the alley behind his building and clipped the end of the cigar he had pulled from his office humidor. He held it up to his nose and breathed in the sweet smell before lighting it.
The darkness enveloped him as he leaned against the door and puffed on his cigar. There was nothing in the world like the taste of a fine cigar as the tobacco seeped into your system.
The calming effect it had on him was one he’d failed to find anywhere else. The chill in the air had the puffs coming out even more defined than usual, and Timothy was enthralled by them as they faded from view.
It wasn’t until he was half done with his cigar that he saw the shadow lurking in the corner.
“Can I help you?” he asked easily, and the man stepped from the dark. Timothy straightened when he saw the gun in his hand. “No need for that, tell me what you want, and I’ll be sure you get it.” Timothy wasn’t overly worried; the man couldn’t actually kill him. But damn, gunshots hurt like hell. He should know since he’d been at the receiving end of one too many times.
The man stepped close enough Timothy was able to see the glint of amusement in his eye. Timothy had only ever seen that madness once before, and that man had been responsible for two innocent deaths and the root reason as to why he was trapped.
His back straightened, and he gave the man before him his full attention. “What is it you want?” he asked again.
“I want to see you bleed,” the man said with a smile and pulled the trigger.
It was the pain that hit him first, that sharp tearing of skin and flesh as the bullet forced its way into his body. He fell to the ground, cigar falling next to him, and clutched his abdomen. No matter how many times he’d been shot, stabbed, punched, or even on occasion-burned—over the years, the pain was not something he ever got used to.
The coldness came next and was something Timothy had not been prepared for. His wounds, no matter how severe, had always healed themselves before the numbing fingers of death gripped him as they were now. How was this possible? He thought to himself. What was happening to him? He tried his best to move but found his body had gone completely numb as he lay there in the pool of his own blood.
And as his attacker knelt next to him, he felt for the first time, as if he wouldn’t survive the night.
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I can't wait to hear what you guys think of Timothy and Paislee!!
Until next time,
<3 Jessica
You can grab your copy here--> http://bit.ly/GetCollateralDamage
Want a sneak peak??
Timothy stared out of his large windows at the darkening sky. The city was never more beautiful than it was right now as the sun sank lower leaving trails of orange, yellow, and red in its wake.
City lights were just beginning to come on and the combination of them and the sunset as the last rays glinted against the white blanket of snow was pure magic.
He scoffed at the thought, nothing good came from magic. Only death and despair. He drank down the rest of the whiskey in his glass and grabbed his jacket off the chair. He never smoked in his office, but damn he could use a cigar now.
Since everyone had gone home for the evening except for Ashton who was in his office watching the security feeds, the building would be silent which was something he dreaded each night.
He had spent a lot of years in the silence, and it was deafening.
Timothy stepped out into the alley behind his building and clipped the end of the cigar he had pulled from his office humidor. He held it up to his nose and breathed in the sweet smell before lighting it.
The darkness enveloped him as he leaned against the door and puffed on his cigar. There was nothing in the world like the taste of a fine cigar as the tobacco seeped into your system.
The calming effect it had on him was one he’d failed to find anywhere else. The chill in the air had the puffs coming out even more defined than usual, and Timothy was enthralled by them as they faded from view.
It wasn’t until he was half done with his cigar that he saw the shadow lurking in the corner.
“Can I help you?” he asked easily, and the man stepped from the dark. Timothy straightened when he saw the gun in his hand. “No need for that, tell me what you want, and I’ll be sure you get it.” Timothy wasn’t overly worried; the man couldn’t actually kill him. But damn, gunshots hurt like hell. He should know since he’d been at the receiving end of one too many times.
The man stepped close enough Timothy was able to see the glint of amusement in his eye. Timothy had only ever seen that madness once before, and that man had been responsible for two innocent deaths and the root reason as to why he was trapped.
His back straightened, and he gave the man before him his full attention. “What is it you want?” he asked again.
“I want to see you bleed,” the man said with a smile and pulled the trigger.
It was the pain that hit him first, that sharp tearing of skin and flesh as the bullet forced its way into his body. He fell to the ground, cigar falling next to him, and clutched his abdomen. No matter how many times he’d been shot, stabbed, punched, or even on occasion-burned—over the years, the pain was not something he ever got used to.
The coldness came next and was something Timothy had not been prepared for. His wounds, no matter how severe, had always healed themselves before the numbing fingers of death gripped him as they were now. How was this possible? He thought to himself. What was happening to him? He tried his best to move but found his body had gone completely numb as he lay there in the pool of his own blood.
And as his attacker knelt next to him, he felt for the first time, as if he wouldn’t survive the night.
_______________________
I can't wait to hear what you guys think of Timothy and Paislee!!
Until next time,
<3 Jessica
July 10, 2018
Collateral Damage reveal trailer!
Collateral Damage is coming soon! I cannot even tell you guys how wonderful it felt to get this story down on paper. Paislee is a heroine who I'm sure most can relate with and Timothy is that delicious type of hero who will have you swooning.
Check out the reveal trailer--> https://youtu.be/QP_YK81jHig
Let me know what you think! Have you added it to your TBR? Collateral Damage
Check out the reveal trailer--> https://youtu.be/QP_YK81jHig
Let me know what you think! Have you added it to your TBR? Collateral Damage
Urban Fantasy: Collateral Damage release event!
I CANNOT wait to share Timothy and Paislee's epic story with you guys! I'd love it if you joined in on the release fun!
Event--> https://www.goodreads.com/event/show/...
Event--> https://www.goodreads.com/event/show/...
