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Dylan J. Morgan Does Cool Vampires. Not Like That.

TODAY’S BREW: Do they make pumpkin champagne? Can I get some of that?

By Julie

Our old friend, Dylan J. Morgan, Defiler of Dreams and Creator of Nightmares does what few do for me—he gives me vampire plot that is classic, but with unique flavor that makes it current and fresh.

Monsters and Mortals is a novella that would do you good to read. Dylan can teach all of us a thing or two about writing, and if you remember him from our Nightmares Before Christmas series, you know this. If you don’t, go read this story now. Seriously, what are you doing here? Go now. It’s called Dreamwatcher and it’s here. http://wp.me/p2x7oj-aP.

Good, you’re back. Now read this. Support your local or not so local vampires, and pick it up. Then review it. That’s the thing to do.

August 12, 2013

NEW RELEASE – Monsters and Mortals

My new novella, Monsters and Mortals, is finally out. Currently it can only be purchased on the Kindle through Amazon, but that may be subject to change. Please feel free to tweet the shit out of this blog, or re-blog it if you want. Your support is vital.

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Quick links for the US and UK.

us — http://amzn.to/14nl5Dc

UK — http://amzn.to/1cGEGre

Official Blurb:

Rome: a city two thousand years in the making, once the most influential metropolis in the world. Mortal rulers have come and gone, great kingdoms built and destroyed. Yet one empire has outlasted them all, and the largest, most powerful vampire coven in the world has its roots buried deep in Rome’s foundations.

Disgraced medical examiner Fabio Morani travels there, following a trail of dead bodies left behind by a vampire. Deanna Matthews flees from hybrids—a grotesque half-breed mix of vampire and werewolf—and boards the first plane leaving Heathrow, bound for the Italian capital. A chance meeting throws the two mortals together and they find themselves embroiled in a centuries-old supernatural conflict, where the participants are hell-bent on their destruction.

Rome’s vampire coven is out for revenge, and nothing will stand in the way of justice.

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The Next Big Thing

One of the fellow writers Julie and I met at backspace, Joy Dawn Johnson, asked us to participate in The Next Big Thing Blog Hop, so here we are!  Check out her site, she wrote an amazing young adult fantasy novel called Underlake Academy.

What is the working title of your book?
Kristen–Immortal Dilemma

Julie–Running Home

 

Where did the idea come from for the book?
Kristen–To get my brain to stop thinking about all the daily nonsense that keeps me awake at night, I make up stories to get myself to relax.  Immortal Dilemma was roughly one of those stories.

Julie–From having my first baby, reading Twilight, hearing the Kings of Leon’s “Closer,” and watching Iron Man.

What genre does your book fall under?
Kristen–New Adult Paranormal Romance

Julie–Paranormal Thriller 

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
Kristen–God, I really don’t know.  I’ve struggled with this in my head.  The problems of an overactive imagination.  🙂  Plus, I’m horrible with what actor is who anyway unless it’s Brad Pitt, so I’d probably say the wrong person anyway.

Julie–I have already chosen Robert Downey Jr. as Nicholas (save the date, my friend). Zooey Deschanel for Ellie, Isla Fischer for Kat, Leo DiCaprio for Roman, and the hot guy from Burn Notice for Lynch.  Not that I have put any thought into this.

 

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
Kristen–I can sum up my book in two sentences:  Callie always knew Tristan’s excesses would get him into trouble, she never dreamed they’d lead him to immortality.  Now she must weave her way through a world of debauchery she never knew existed to get what she really wants and find the true meaning of Bloodlust.

Julie–Shinigami are a race of vampires with Chosen victims to save from worse tragic ends.  The Shinigami are also Chosen, and when the paths of the Chosen cross, fates are worse than death. 

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
Kristen–I am represented by Pam van Hylckama Vlieg of Larsen Pomada.

Julie–Seeking representation.

 How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
Kristen–About six months.

Julie–Four years. Off and on.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
Kristen–I asked my beta readers this question before Backspace and they told me it didn’t remind them of any other book they had read.  I liked that answer.  I have a lot of unintentional similarities to Twilight, but it’s a completely different story.

Julie–The mythology of a Kylie Chan novel, with the tone of JR Ward.

 

Who or What inspired you to write this book?
Kristen–Julie inspired me to write my book when I discovered she was writing hers.  For the content, I drew on life experiences. 

Julie–my baby, Bennett. And Stephanie Meyer.

 What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Kristen–Immortal Dilemma is the hottest vampire rock band in residence on the Las Vegas Strip.  They also star in their own reality show, Immortal Forever.  How can you possibly go wrong with Las Vegas, Vampires, and Rock n Roll?

Julie—It has a feel all its own, twists you could never see coming, the kind of romance that makes you wonder if there is any romance at all, and a mythology unlike any other novel in the genre. And hot characters.

On December 19, these awesome writers will be answering the same questions.  In the mean time, go check out their blog offerings.  Many of them have or will be showcased in our Nightmare Before Christmas extravaganza.  If you enjoyed their stories, get to know them better.

Jeanie Gray
Zoey Derrick
Dylan J. Morgan
Bobby Salomons
The Living Notebook

Dreamwatcher

DREAMWATCHER

First published in Monsters Next Door e-zine, 2008

If you ever saw me I’d be nothing more than a shadow in your periphery vision—a shape you believe is there, but always gone when you turn to look.  It’s not you I covet, however.

I seek your sons and your daughters:  the future of pain and deprivation.

I’m always watching your children.

This house radiates suffering and the feeling grows stronger the closer I get.  Blown by a summer breeze, distress has been easy to detect and I’ve followed the trail of anguish with as much precision as a shark smelling molecules of blood in an expansive ocean.

I flow over the house, the warmth from within its walls seeping into me as I roll along the wooden façade.  The heat of misery is prevalent, and the window frame of the room almost burns my pliable outline as I slink through its yawning gap.

Entering is easy in the summer months, as hot evenings force people to open windows in the hope night’s cooling breath will pant a comforting rhythm.

There’s nothing comforting about this house.

I have to be swift; extreme dreams such as this do not last a night time.

Cluttered with toys, the bedroom sizzles with supercharged energy.  Nightmares are a stimulating experience.  It excites me, pleasure tingling like an electrified outer skin.

A night light is plugged into a nearby socket, its dull luminescence laying a sombre sheen across a boy’s face.  He’s about six years old.  The boy is sweating, thin pyjamas clinging wetly to his body, head shaking from side to side.  Sheets trail to the floor from a dishevelled bed.

I flow closer to him.

A subtle moan escapes his lips as he mumbles something incoherent.

I will never die but the suspense is killing me.

Bulging at the middle, a part of me reaches out to touch the boy gently upon his forehead, and I glimpse his future.

I see the boy, only as a man—as he will become.  Naked, he sits in a darkened room, his body illuminated by sporadic light from a television.  The screams of a movie bellow from the set.  A knife on the arm of the chair reflects light in erratic flashes.  A girl at his feet is also naked, her bruised body decorated with lacerations.  Terrified, she’s alive, and the man’s—the boy’s—foot pushes against her head and forces her to watch the screen.  His previous victims are behind him, in the room’s shadows:  just spectres and apparitions, their pallid forms shimmering with television glare, yet despair and loneliness is plain to see on their ethereal faces.  An upsurge of violence screams from the set.  With a growing erection the man stands and plunges his knife into the helpless girl.

My hold over the boy is almost broken.  I force myself to stay with him; I need his suffering, living through fear.  A shiver of ecstasy ripples my essence.

The man sits, leans forward, and forces his left arm through the hole he’s made in the girl’s body.  I can’t see his hand, but by the way his muscles move I know he’s massaging her heart—squeezing and pumping it, keeping her alive as he slides the blade into her flesh.  He twists the knife as he smiles.

Reflected in the dark pools of his insensitive eyes, television images reveal a previous victim, her body torn, the blade twisting, his hand massaging.  The girl beneath his foot is forced to watch what he has done to others, as he does the same to her.

The boy thrashes in his sleep, and the dream is gone.  If I could breathe then I would be panting with exhaustion.

He lies motionless, at peace now that his dream has left.  The boy has the innocent face of a sleeping angel:  the mask of a murderer.

Invigorated by his torment, I slip out of the same window through which I entered but expectation comes with me.

I cannot influence the boy, or change a path already set.  I can visit him however, on summer nights when the windows are open and feed him the dream, over and over, to keep his destination focused.

You can hope and pray that only the best will befall your offspring, but do you really know what your children will become?

I do.

Bio:
DSC01431Now living and working in Norway, Dylan J. Morgan was born in New Zealand and raised in the United Kingdom. He writes during those rare quiet moments amid a hectic family life: after dark, with limited sustenance, and when his creative essence is plagued the most by tormented visions.
His newest novel, BLOOD WAR, has received rave reviews and positive feedback. It can be purchased from Amazon in paperback and Kindle editions, and from Barnes & Noble for use on the Nook.
His debut novel, HOSTS, has garnered good reviews and is now available to purchase directly from Amazon in both paperback and Kindle editions.
His novella, OCTOBER RAIN, has recently been re-released by Hazardous Press and is available in Kindle format from Amazon.

The Nightmares Before Christmas Holiday Horror Stories! It Begins!

TODAY’S BREW: Dunkin’ Donuts intensely mediocre Mocha Mint.  Dual post by the Undead Duo

The time has come!  Lock up your daughters and hide the valuable gifts you bought.  And I know you did, not because we’re stalking you or anything.  Don’t ask.

Tomorrow begins the unveiling of The Nightmares Before Christmas Holiday Horror Story Collection.  Thank you so much to all of the talented rock star writers who took time out of their busy lives to make our blog more beautiful.  Again, I, Julie, have said a little too often just how impressed I am with the submissions we received, most making me feel like I should never have quit my day job.  This doesn’t mean you’ve missed your chance to keep our readers up at night.  We are accepting stories through December 10th, or if Julie has it her way, FOREVER.   Because submissions are still open, here is the schedule for the first week only:

12/1   Dylan J. Morgan, The Wind and the Damned

12/3   JC Michael, Untitled

12/5   Steve Bridger, Happy Horrordays

12/7   Mari Wells, Thief

These stories are in no particular order, though I agonized over it for no reason at all.  Did I mention there are no prizes?

We are looking forward like nobody’s business, getting all of our friends’ amazing works on our blog, and showing you all how awesome they are.  We keep good company.  Support each other, make nice, and prepare to be creeped out.

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