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Love wolf shifters? Give this series a try.
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Book 1, Wanted (Forest of Dean Wolves) is currently free on amazon.
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Today I'm working on Rising Blood Moon. Book 1 in The G.E.M.A Collins Series.

G.E.M.A is a Genetically Enhanced Metamorphosis Advisor and works for her Father in the Paranormal Defence Team.

Here is a little bit more about her.

I’m not your average human. I was born a half breed, not a term that I’m particularly fond of, but now, I’m so much more.
My DNA was genetically modified by my Father for the good of humankind; and my powers supersede the paranormals of the world. I can shape shift into any animal that has been added to my DNA. I can create fire; manipulate the earth or the air around me and I have a few other tricks up my sleeve, all thanks to my Fathers love of science and creating a powerful multi-shifter. I don’t like to think of myself as a weapon per se, but when the need arises, I will use everything in my arsenal to protect the human race, and my job is about to get more interesting given the impending Penumbral Tri Lunar Eclipse.
To you and me, the Rising Blood Moon, when each paranormal race will be driven by insatiable blood lust.

Whatever you guys are doing today, have fun.
Kirstie. xx

Hi All,

Just to let you know that I am taking part in a 'new release' party that K.T.Fisher is throwing on the 2nd August.

Come and join me there along with many other authors for a fun time and some giveaways.

https://www.facebook.com/770603466336...

Kirstie.

Book 5 is in the hands of my beta readers and I'm looking forward to sharing this story with you very soon.

Keep an eye for release on my facebook page.
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You can add Fated to your 'want to read' list as I have added it to my listed works on Goodreads.

I am currently working on Book 1 in The G.E.M.A Collins series, if you like my shifter books then you'll like this one!

Kirstie xx

I'm cracking on with Fated and hope that it will be ready for release in early September.(Or sooner if I can manage it!)

My beta readers have been invaluable to me with this one. I was nervous to try and write the story through the eyes of my different characters, but it felt right. I sent them the first few chapters and so far my beta readers love it, I can only hope that you will too.

I will be starting talks with my cover designer Sarah in the very near future. Sarah has created all the covers so far in this series.

Are you ready for a little teaser from Fated? If not, then look away now!


Hope

As Jake hugged us whispering that everything was going to be fine, I found myself distracted by the scents of the newcomers.

I ignored Jakes raised eyebrows and breathed in deep. I felt something inside of me stir, ignoring the others, I drew in a lemony ginger scent. I let it fill me and stored it to memory. My heart pounded and it was all I could do to not go rushing inside my Grandparents home. This was it, he was in there, I knew he was. My mate.

Jake gave me a warm smile and said, “You ready to go in?”

God, I was more than ready! Containing my building excitement was really excruciating. The air around me was becoming harder and harder to breathe in. It burned on the way down, and burned on the way up. I wiped my sweaty hands on my dress and tried to take a step towards the house but my legs wouldn’t carry me. My joints ached and I bit back a cry of pain as my knees felt like they’d dislocated. I wasn’t sure how I remained upright, if it carried on like this I wasn’t sure that I could remain on two feet, but If I got to the floor I would be rolling around in agony.
Panic built as Kyle’s car approached.

Jake wrapped an arm across my shoulders and tried to coax me into keeping calm. Calm, was he serious? I heard myself growl at him… Growl! God I needed to get a grip. I had never felt so emotional as I felt now.

Scarlett climbed from the car and I gave her a warning growl. Sheesh, what is wrong with me? She paused at the side of Kyle and looked horrified at me. I tried to speak but animalistic sounds that came from me made no sense. She wouldn’t know that I was trying to apologise.

Her eyes grew wide and Kyle tucked her under his arm protectively and was speaking to her. Hopefully he would know that I was trying to say that I didn’t mean it.

Mum was talking calmly but I couldn’t focus on what she was saying, the pain in my bones was making my body tremble. Her hands stroked my face and she spoke louder, telling me that I was going to transform into my wolf.

I knew what I had to do, I had dreamed of this day for a long time, I should be embracing it, but I was terrified. Jake was already mid shift, his grunts and small groans spurred me on. He didn’t usually make a noise, but this was different, it was his way of encouraging me to let my wolf free of its confinements.

Angel stood smiling at me, her eyes swirled between blue and green and happiness radiated off her. She stepped towards me and said, “Tonight’s a special night for you Hope.”

That was all it took, my sister telling me everything that I had been waiting to hear, without actually telling me anything. I dropped to the floor unable to remain upright and embraced the pain from within. Mum tugged off my clothes and Kyle kept watch as I painfully transformed into my wolf. A noise sounded in my head, I couldn’t concentrate, I just wanted it to end.

I hoped you enjoyed it. Kirstie x

(Did you know that Book 1, Wanted, is now available in paperback through Amazon?)

I have been working on one of my many projects and today have decided on a Title for a new series that I am working on.

It won't be released until next year as I want to have 2 books in the series ready for release around the same time.

Some of you will remember me posting on my FB page about Marshal and Alysia, well, this is their series. Guardians of The Night.

I'm still trying to decide on the title for Book 1 and have several titles lined up such as, Death Comes Calling, Wolf Bound, Awakening the Power, Alysia's Fate, and even Marshals Mate, but as yet I haven't decided.

I know some of you are waiting for Book 5 in the Forest Of Dean Wolves, I am ahead of my schedule and plan to release it in September 2014 or earlier if everything continues to go to plan.

Tempting Fate is nearly finished but as yet, I have no planned date for release.

Book 2 in The Darkest Vampires will be released towards the end of the year. I've had some great feedback about this book, but I still can't tempt you into writing a small review!

If you have read any of my books, it would be great if you could leave a review or even give it a star rating, every little helps.

Thanks,
Kirstie.

Finally I have started writing Fated, Book 5 in the Forest of Dean Wolves.

It has taken a long time to begin writing this, as this is the final book in the series.

I have said that I will be sad to stop writing about these characters, they have become a part of me, and from some of the feedback that I have been given, I know some of you will be sad when this series ends.

I am considering writing a spin off series, but as yet, I haven't even begun to write down my ideas for plots etc, but just wanted you to know that the wheels are turning and ideas are forming for New Beginnings. (I thought it was a great title?)

I've been busy working on Darkest Prince, trying to get it ready for release. I'm aiming for 14th February and so far, it looking good!

Here's a little teaser from Darkest Prince.

His voice sounded in my mind, an unwelcome visitor that had kept up the torment since he had sank his fangs into me. “Lead with me Shyla, take your rightful place at my side.” I rolled my eyes and closed my mind to him, forcing him away. He could always wheedle his way inside my mind when I was weak. I needed to feed otherwise he would find me. It was bad enough that the hunters were hot on my trail without Dario joining the hunt.

Dario sired me; he was also the biggest jerk in history. I hated him from the moment I’d received the email telling me he was my next target. Actually, scratch that, I’d kinda liked him when I’d first met him, and then I hated myself for liking a vampire.

I was a hunter, bound by birthright to hunt and kill vampires. (Providing you passed the gruelling training, otherwise you were bound by birthright to become a walking incubator for our kind!). I couldn't kill just any vampire, I wasn’t permitted to stake them in the street or anything like that. There was a vampire hit list that came from the powers that be – namely my boss, and we killed them. Simple or it was supposed to be!

I’d just completed a mission and had headed to a small village, booked into a tiny B&B and was taking a couple of days off to lick my wounds, and drink myself silly so I could forget. I’d had a call from my boss telling me that the money for the successful kill had been transferred into my account and that I had another job coming up in a couple of days.

He’d warned me that if I failed this next mission, I would end up back in the training facility. I’d done my time there and didn’t want to go back. I’d grown up with the other young hunters; it was like an orphanage for our kind. At eighteen you were put into the training centre and worked your butt off for the next six months. If you didn’t pass the grade you became a walking womb, producing as many new hunters as you could and then, once you stopped producing, you were sent away. No-one knew where the women went but I had my suspicions that the women were killed. That was all the incentive I needed to prove my worth as a hunter.

The trainers were vile creatures, uncaring what injuries they inflicted on you. Their reasons were simple, they let you live. If you were facing a vampire, they wouldn’t stop to kiss you better if you got hurt. It made you work just that little bit harder so you didn’t end up on the breeding programme. They taught you not to care for anyone but yourself. They made you pretty much emotionless. Apparently it was for our own good, if we only cared about ourselves, we would concentrate on the job better.

Six months later, you graduated as a hunter, with all the skills of an assassin and your personality and humanity knocked out of you. Well, that was their intentions but somehow I had managed to retain mine. I wasn’t sure that it was a blessing. I was still in touch with my humanity and even though I was supposed to kill vampires without regret, I drank myself silly for a couple of days after I’d done the deed to help block out the pain and the guilt, and that was when I’d first met Dario.

I was puking in the bushes out side of a little pub in the village, wishing that I hadn’t drank that last single malt whiskey. He chuckled at my predicament and held back my hair as another bout of retching took over my body.

He’d known what I was as soon as I’d looked up. I was wiping the edges of my lips with my sleeve and he waved a cotton hanky at me. I took it and was just about to thank him when I saw a tiny narrowing of his ice blue eyes, just as he’d noticed my shiny red ones narrowing back at him.

Our eyes are what set us apart, that and the fact that we didn’t drink blood. The closest I’d come to drinking blood, was drinking a Bloody Mary whilst trying to cure a hangover!

Hunters also believed vampires to be dead, and that was why hunters thought they were superior to vampires. Another reason was our ability to procreate, we could have children, only vampire elders who sired a female could have a child, and only then if the elder had royalty in their linage.

He’d graciously offered to call me a cab. Of course I’d declined, I wasn’t about to let some tall dark stranger – who by the way was extremely handsome for a vampire, find out where I was staying.

I’d tried to move away but tripped on the corner of a raised flagstone. His hand shot out and he steadied me. “Good to see chivalry isn’t dead, even if you are.”

Not a smart move, poking a bear with a stick! I’d expected to see him furious, flashing his fangs threatening to drain me dry, but instead he laughed, and said “You are different to the other hunters, I like you.”

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help a small smile from forming on my lips. “Great, a vampire with a heart, just what I need. I think I preferred it when vampires and hunters were natural sworn enemies.”

He gave me a wickedly sexy smile and said “And I’d prefer it if you were naked and in my bed. That would show the world that our species has evolved.”

Darkest Prince is on track for release in Feb. I'm aiming for around the 14th - 21st, but will know more once I have had all chapters proof read and any changes made and then re-read.

I will be posting snippets from my book on my facebook page https://www.facebook.com/ForestOfDean..., so if you want to keep track on my progress with my latest release, head over to my page.

~ Kirstie