I am Jade The Jade Sinclair Series Book One by Victoria Danes ---No one’s secret is safe…--- ***Urban Fantasy - Paranormal Romance - Interview - Excerpt - Giveaway***
I am Jade
The Jade Sinclair Series
Book One
by Victoria Danes
Genre: urban fantasy/paranormal romance
No one’s secret is safe…
ISBN: 9781976809347
ASIN: B0784753DJ
Number of pages: 199
Word Count: 52k
Formats available: mobi, epub, pdf
Cover Artist: Donna Gambel
Misery loves company…and monsters.
Secrets have always been a touch away for clairvoyant Jade Sinclair. On a good day, she can read into people’s souls and uncover buried truths long forgotten. To help find three missing teens, Jade uses her gift to assist the local PD in locating them, but soon realizes this is one case she should have turned down because in Misery, Pennsylvania, the monsters that used to lurk in the shadows have now come out to play..
For police officer and werewolf, Adrian Kincaid, life has become a tedious routine. But when he’s called to the scene of an accident, he finds himself consumed with the urge to save the unknown female victim. Jade. With seconds ticking by and her life slipping, he does the one thing he’d sworn to never do, bite her, awakening something dark and hungry inside her that could threaten not only the investigation, but everything Jade thought she knew about herself. Can she silence the cravings inside her and bring the teens home before it’s too late? Or will she become the kind of monster she’s searching for?
An Interview with Author
Victoria Danes
Welcome to JB’s Bookworms with Brandy Mulder, Ms Danes.
Tell us about your newest book.
Tell us about your newest book.
I am Jade is about a touch clairvoyant named Jade Sinclair who is called to investigate the disappearance of three missing girls in Misery, Pennsylvania, when she suffers a car accident that brings her face to face with officer Adrian Kincaid, a werewolf that bites her in order to save her life, awakening a dark beast inside her and threatening not only the entire investigation, but Jade’s peace and sanity.
Writing isn’t easy. What was the most difficult thing you dealt with when writing your newest book?
Writing isn’t easy. What was the most difficult thing you dealt with when writing your newest book?
Finding time to write.
Tell us a little bit about your writing career.
Tell us a little bit about your writing career.
I started writing early on, but it wasn’t until about 2010 that I decided I wanted to write for real. I am Jade is my first paranormal romance/urban fantasy book. I also wrote a historical romance entitled A Heart’s tale.
They say Hind-sight is 20/20. If you could give advice to the writer you were the first time you sat down to write, what would it be?
They say Hind-sight is 20/20. If you could give advice to the writer you were the first time you sat down to write, what would it be?
Have fun and make more time to write.
What was your most difficult scene to write?
What was your most difficult scene to write?
I would say the accident scene was a little challenging. Finding the right words to express what I wanted in that scene proved difficult.
Are themes a big part of your stories, or not so much?
Are themes a big part of your stories, or not so much?
Not so much.
What are you working on now?
What are you working on now?
I am currently working on edits for book 2 in the series, January Moon which will be out later this fall, and then immediately starting on book 3 and 4.
Is there a release date planned?
Is there a release date planned?
Not yet.
Who is your favorite character from your own stories, and why?
Who is your favorite character from your own stories, and why?
I love them all, but Stephan is my favorite. He always knows what Jade needs and why. He is a gentleman. He is funny. He is charming and I love his accent.
Most writers were readers as children. What was your favorite book in grade school?
Most writers were readers as children. What was your favorite book in grade school?
Sweet Valley High books were my favorite.
What are your plans for future projects?
What are your plans for future projects?
I have a YA project that I am eager to get started on. It has been on my mind for a while now. It is not paranormal or historical. It will be more contemporary about a young girl falling in love for the first time during a trying time in her life with a bad boy with a bad reputation. It is more or less fiction but based on my own life experience about meeting and falling in love with my husband at the tender age of 13.
Is there anything you would like to add before we finish?
Is there anything you would like to add before we finish?
Just that I thank you for the opportunity to share my work and my thoughts and that I hope everyone enjoys the book.
You're welcome. Good luck with your newest release, and thank you for being with us today.
You're welcome. Good luck with your newest release, and thank you for being with us today.
Thank you!
“Hello, handsome,” I said walking toward him.
“Who the fuck are you?” he asked through bared teeth.
Celeste swiftly knocked out his feet from under him, dropping him to the floor, and I quickly straddled him so he couldn’t move. His dark eyes widened with surprise. My strength had a way of catching people off guard.
“Oh, I’ve been called lots of things,” I answered with a smile as I pulled out my gun. “But tonight, my tits will be the last pair you see if you don’t talk to me. Now…let’s play a little game.” I suggested.
The crease between his brows deepened. “You got the wrong guy, lady. If you want to get laid you’re going about it all wrong.”
“Tsk. Tsk.” I clicked my tongue. “Wrong response, lover.”
His fear caused my skin to tingle. It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling. I wasn’t a sadist, but tonight I felt all kinds of wrong.
“Boss, you got this?” Celeste asked from the corner of the room. She never liked this part of my work.
“I’m good,” I said. “You can go and tell them to give me ten minutes.”
She nodded and headed out of the restroom.
Once she was gone, and I was alone with Cross, I leaned down just above his mouth. “Let’s play.” I proposed.
“Look, I don’t know who you are, but I’m telling you, you got the wrong guy.” He squirmed.
“I don’t think so but nice try.”
“Get the fuck off me, lady!”
When he struggled beneath me, I knocked him back down – hard. His breath left in a gush.
Something told me Carlisle Cross was a lover, not a fighter.
I think he realized that I was much stronger than he anticipated.
“I don’t think you want to piss me off. It’s been kind of a rough night,” I said.
“You don’t say,” he grunted.
“Truth or dare?” I asked.
“What?”
“Truth…or…dare?” I asked again slowly.
“Look, I don’t know what sick fucking game you’re playing, but I’m not into it.”
“You’re pretty brave to test me,” I said touching the gun to his cheek.
His heart pulsated against my palm.
“Truth. Three girls have gone missing, all in the same week, all last seen with you. Yes?”
He didn’t answer. I elbowed him in the ribs and he cried out.
“Yes?” I asked again.
“Yes, yes…” he admitted quickly.
“Now.” I took off the safety on the gun. “I dare you to deny knowing where they are.”
His eyes grew impossibly large. “Wait…wait…” He studied my face and then recognition sparked in his eyes. “Hey, I know you. You’re the lady from the paper. You’re that 3D chick. That’s it!” He grinned. “You work with the cops. You can’t shoot me,” he stated matter-of-fact.
“Oh, can’t I?” I taunted. “Are you sure?”
He didn’t answer.
He had me though. I couldn’t shoot him.
I pulled up my gun and clicked the safety back on.
“You’re right.” I pouted, putting my gun back in my waistband. “I can’t shoot you. But if you read the paper, then you know what I am, don’t you?” I smiled through my red lips.
“A freak?” he solicited.
“Maybe.” I laughed dryly. “But a freak that can choose to be predator or prey. Guess which one I chose to be tonight?” I whispered.
The power I contained inside me slowly crawled into him like rushing spiders and invaded his perverted mind like a parasite.
He screamed and begged me to stop. I knew his head was feeling like it would explode. I let that ride out before I attacked him with the crippling fear I’ve harbored from previous kidnapped victims.
When I had enough fun, I picked his mind for the information I wanted. I saw him chat with these young ladies online and over the phone. I watched him charm them one by one and make false promises to each of them, but when I was about to extract the information I needed, something or someone cast me out.
My head felt like it had been split open.
Breathless, I tried to stand as police swarmed the room.
Faust made his way to me but didn’t dare touch me. He knew better. I didn’t like to be touched.
Excerpt
As I walked in, Celeste had Cross hypnotized against the bathroom wall. He looked to be enjoying himself until he locked eyes with me.“Hello, handsome,” I said walking toward him.
“Who the fuck are you?” he asked through bared teeth.
Celeste swiftly knocked out his feet from under him, dropping him to the floor, and I quickly straddled him so he couldn’t move. His dark eyes widened with surprise. My strength had a way of catching people off guard.
“Oh, I’ve been called lots of things,” I answered with a smile as I pulled out my gun. “But tonight, my tits will be the last pair you see if you don’t talk to me. Now…let’s play a little game.” I suggested.
The crease between his brows deepened. “You got the wrong guy, lady. If you want to get laid you’re going about it all wrong.”
“Tsk. Tsk.” I clicked my tongue. “Wrong response, lover.”
His fear caused my skin to tingle. It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling. I wasn’t a sadist, but tonight I felt all kinds of wrong.
“Boss, you got this?” Celeste asked from the corner of the room. She never liked this part of my work.
“I’m good,” I said. “You can go and tell them to give me ten minutes.”
She nodded and headed out of the restroom.
Once she was gone, and I was alone with Cross, I leaned down just above his mouth. “Let’s play.” I proposed.
“Look, I don’t know who you are, but I’m telling you, you got the wrong guy.” He squirmed.
“I don’t think so but nice try.”
“Get the fuck off me, lady!”
When he struggled beneath me, I knocked him back down – hard. His breath left in a gush.
Something told me Carlisle Cross was a lover, not a fighter.
I think he realized that I was much stronger than he anticipated.
“I don’t think you want to piss me off. It’s been kind of a rough night,” I said.
“You don’t say,” he grunted.
“Truth or dare?” I asked.
“What?”
“Truth…or…dare?” I asked again slowly.
“Look, I don’t know what sick fucking game you’re playing, but I’m not into it.”
“You’re pretty brave to test me,” I said touching the gun to his cheek.
His heart pulsated against my palm.
“Truth. Three girls have gone missing, all in the same week, all last seen with you. Yes?”
He didn’t answer. I elbowed him in the ribs and he cried out.
“Yes?” I asked again.
“Yes, yes…” he admitted quickly.
“Now.” I took off the safety on the gun. “I dare you to deny knowing where they are.”
His eyes grew impossibly large. “Wait…wait…” He studied my face and then recognition sparked in his eyes. “Hey, I know you. You’re the lady from the paper. You’re that 3D chick. That’s it!” He grinned. “You work with the cops. You can’t shoot me,” he stated matter-of-fact.
“Oh, can’t I?” I taunted. “Are you sure?”
He didn’t answer.
He had me though. I couldn’t shoot him.
I pulled up my gun and clicked the safety back on.
“You’re right.” I pouted, putting my gun back in my waistband. “I can’t shoot you. But if you read the paper, then you know what I am, don’t you?” I smiled through my red lips.
“A freak?” he solicited.
“Maybe.” I laughed dryly. “But a freak that can choose to be predator or prey. Guess which one I chose to be tonight?” I whispered.
The power I contained inside me slowly crawled into him like rushing spiders and invaded his perverted mind like a parasite.
He screamed and begged me to stop. I knew his head was feeling like it would explode. I let that ride out before I attacked him with the crippling fear I’ve harbored from previous kidnapped victims.
When I had enough fun, I picked his mind for the information I wanted. I saw him chat with these young ladies online and over the phone. I watched him charm them one by one and make false promises to each of them, but when I was about to extract the information I needed, something or someone cast me out.
My head felt like it had been split open.
Breathless, I tried to stand as police swarmed the room.
Faust made his way to me but didn’t dare touch me. He knew better. I didn’t like to be touched.
I love the cover. It really caught my eye.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for sharing your book and for the giveaway also. Greatly appreciated!
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