Today I'm worse than a kid hyped up with sugar. My friend and review partner Cathrina Constantine's book, Wickedly They Come has been released and is ready to be read by the world. She's also giving away five $5 Amazon gift cards and one print copy of Wickedly They Come (US).
Thank you, Nana for making my release day special!! Nana has asked me write about this topic: Why did I
write a paranormal thriller?
Foremost, I’d like to state I take great pleasure in
reading a variety of genres, I love them all. However, when I stroll through a
book store, I’m initially drawn to middle grade and young adult books,
especially novels with a supernatural or fantasy undertone. My debut novel is a
thought-provoking paranormal thriller. Wickedly
They Come is geared toward older adolescence and adults due to a quantity
of dark and gritty elements.
I confess—I
have a penchant for the inexplicable, and at a young age have been enamored
with mystical happenings. Mainly because I truly believe in ghosts or spirits
that are both good and wicked. The existence of heaven and hell wholly
surrounds us so I tend to identify this reality as a subliminal dimension or realm.
Many people are freaked-out when it comes to paranormal
oddities, yet, I’m fascinated. Witches, sorcerers, wraiths, ghouls, fairies,
dragons, hobbits, elves, and on and on, whether they subsist or did exist is a
source of speculation.
With my whole heart, I believe in God and His glorious
angels! Angels to guard, guide and protect humans! Documentation and
inconceivable occurrences in regards to Gods angels are endless.
We must never overlook or be deceived by the
depraved angels condemned by God. Impious Lucifer and his cohorts cast from
heaven, and Wickedly They Come—
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The Blurb:
Haunting visions, unusual strength,
and special paranormal talents are the norm for Seeley and her sixteen-year-old
daughter Jordan. Their lives become perilous when the leader of The Black Order
stalks them, trying to fulfill a prophecy to consecrate Jordan to his
lord—Lucifer.
Previously homeschooled and naïve, Jordan is inducted into the social culture of teendom at Elma High, where she encounters Mark, a mysterious new classmate, who is hell bent on keeping her unscathed from the forces of evil. But the battle between Heaven and Hell is escalating—and Earth is their battleground.
The battle between heaven and earth is
escalating - and earth is their battleground!
Previously homeschooled and naïve, Jordan is inducted into the social culture of teendom at Elma High, where she encounters Mark, a mysterious new classmate, who is hell bent on keeping her unscathed from the forces of evil. But the battle between Heaven and Hell is escalating—and Earth is their battleground.
The battle between heaven and earth is
escalating - and earth is their battleground!
Here is a little teaser:
Evidently, Asa had finally decided the time had
come to make their lives a living hell.
“Watch out!” Jordan cried.
The two goons knocked Seeley to the mat. They tied her wrists then
hefted her to her feet, facing Jordan. The man with the bloody nose mopped his
face and then, without warning, hit Seeley in the chin. Her head snapped back
as Jordan screamed. Seeley held onto consciousness, though her head swirled and
her throbbing chin began to swell.
“You bitch—” the man shrieked, glaring at Seeley. “I think you
broke my nose.”He then walked over to Jordan, grasped her chin with bloody
fingers, and drooled. “Young—tender—meat—”
The demon restraining Seeley sounded anxious. “Hank, we’re not
allowed to kill her.”
Hank gestured to Seeley. “This lady’s fair game, there’s a high
price on her head. We’ll be greatly rewarded.”
The other demons nodded with crooked smirks. “We’re allowed to
stay and play as long as we bag souls for his gain. The more souls, the longer
we get to stay.”
“Why? Don’t you like your fiery perdition?” Seeley said dryly.
Her remark infuriated them, returning Hank to gloat in front of
Seeley. Using the distraction, Jordan subtly tried to weasel her way out of the
chokehold.
With his left hand, Hank grabbed Seeley’s ponytail, tugging her
face close to his red eyes. They looked like hot coals as he sneered. “We’re
not ready to leave, not with all this fun we’re having. Souls are jamming the
highway to hell—we just nudge them in the right direction.” A gawky sound
rattled in his throat, forcing Seeley to breathe in his foul breath. “Your kind
of souls are a pain in the ass.”
Hank dug a switchblade out of his pocket. With a decisive snap, he
held the silver blade to Seeley’s throat.
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Author Bio:
Cathrina Constantine resides in Western New York with
her husband, five children, two Labrador Retrievers and two cats. After a long
hiatus while raising her family, Cathrina finally picked up pen and paper and
began to hone her craft of writing. She is excited to announce the release of
her debut novel, Wickedly They Come
published by Black Opal Books. Constantine has recently signed with The
Belcastro Literary Agency, and is extremely happy to be working with Sharon
Belcastro and Ella Marie Shupe on her manuscript, Incense & Peppermints. When not with her family, baking,
crafting, reading, or stationed at the computer writing, you will find her
walking in the backwoods with her dogs, conjuring up a new tale.
You can find Constantine here:
Website: www.cathrinaconstantine.com
Twitter: @cathconstantine
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