Unspoken, Della and Ghosts

In November this interview was posted at To Read or Not To Read, but I thought in case you missed it there, I’d post it for you here.

  1. Unspoken_revised (1)Unspoken is the last book in the Shadow Falls: After Dark Are you leaving Shadow Falls behind, or do you still have a few more stories up your sleeve?

Don’t make me cry!  Seriously, I’ve been with all these characters for over five years.  The thought of leaving them forever makes my heart hurt and puts a wrinkle in my soul.  That said, I’m not done yet.  In February, Almost Midnight comes out.  This is an anthology of all my previously published novellas.  However, there’s one new one included.  And I think my readers are going to be surprised whose story it is.  She wasn’t a likely choice, or even a likeable character in the first four books.  She was Kylie’s nemesis, Fredericka Lakota.  Ahh, but even archenemies have stories. Some deserve to be redeemed.  In addition to Almost Midnight, I’m working on what might be the last Shadow Falls book on the schedule, Miranda’s book.  You know I’m gonna shed some tears when I type the words “the end” on that story.

  1. Who is your favorite character from this series?

Seriously, this is like asking me which of my children I love the most.  I love all my characters for various reasons. I worked hard to make the girls different so they would shine in their own way and their personalities would make each of them distinct.  Kylie is logical, kind hearted and a peace keeper.  Della is sassy, sarcastic, a fighter, and spontaneous.  Miranda is flirty, a little flighty, and believes the best in people.  They all share the traits of loyalty, determination, and the ability to laugh through some of life’s hardest hurdles. I will say Della’s sassy dialogue is easier to write because deep down I’m a wanna be smarta$$ and maybe I might even have a little of Della in me. LOL. Then I can’t lie, I also love Burnett.  I mean, who doesn’t love tall, dark, sexy and albeit a bit grumpy, vampires?

  1. What do you think Della’s biggest flaw is?

I’m glad you said biggest, because that girl isn’t shy of flaws.  It’s actually hard to pick one, but I guess I’d have to say that Della’s smart mouth really gets her into more trouble.  I mean, she is not the type of friend you ask if these jeans make my butt look big, because that girl isn’t good at sugarcoating things.  She calls it the way she sees it, and she sees things a little differently than most.  Take for example the time in Unspoken that Della is upset at Chase and Burnett for being a tad protective.  She doesn’t say, “Just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself.” Instead she says… “Oh, please. Excuse me while I go and grow a pe^^!$ so the sausage-and-meatball-toting gender will stop thinking I need a man to protect me.”  Yup, it’s definitely her mouth that is her biggest flaw.

  1. You’ve created an extraordinary super natural world. If you could be any type of super natural creature, what would you be?

I’m more of Fae than I am anything else—so maybe Holiday.  But I would love to fly, so maybe I might swap up and be Della sometimes.  I do love Della’s sassiness.  Although, drinking blood . . . I don’t know.

  1. ghostWhat your favorite scary ghost story?

When I went to camp as a kid everyone always told the Bloody Mary tale.  Ghosts scare me more than just about anything, because I kind of believe in them.  Haven’t we all had a spooky experience and felt we weren’t alone?  I know I’ve had more than one.  That’s why I added ghosts to Shadow Falls.  I’d never really been afraid of a vampire, but I couldn’t say that about a ghost.

I’d like to know if you could be any type of supernatural, what would it be and why?


Yes, I’ll Answer That!

Not long ago, I asked you to leave any questions you have for me in the comment section. I answered a few of your questions in a previous blog, but I thought it was time to answer a few more. Y’all ask some hard questions!

Tana asked: Are you going to split the story again, after you’re done with Della and write books about Miranda?

Tana, I am writing Miranda’s book right now.  That poor witch has got herself in all sorts of trouble. We’re talking explosions, almost being arrested for selling drugs, losing control of her powers, having a past-due argument with her mom.  Oh, did I mention boy trouble?  Miranda and the heart-throb Shawn are together.  But Perry’s back and he’s determined Miranda is still his girl.  Miranda’s story is not going to be a series, just one book, but there are a lot of things happening

Katrina asked:  I just was curious as to when Burnett formed true feeling towards Holiday and not from just from the obvious physical attraction between the two?

It’s funny because Holiday’s and Burnett’s story sort of took place in the background of everything else happening at Shadow Falls.  Not all of their story got page space.  However, if you remember that Perry and a teenage Burnett had shared a foster home.  You might have begun to suspect that it had been Burnett who had paid for Perry to go to Shadow Falls camp.  So while Burnett hadn’t met Holiday in the beginning, he had researched about the camp and admired what she was doing.  While it didn’t always appear that way, he had respected Holiday from afar.  Also because Burnett didn’t grow up with a real mother, the fact that Holiday was a mother figure to all her campers, he couldn’t help but fall in love with her himself.

Kase asked:  Do you think you may ever write a short story from a werewolves perspective or a shape shifter?

I hope you’ve picked up a copy of Almost Midnight.  Fredericka’s story, who’s a werewolf, was my favorite novella in the bunch.  I loved getting into the head of a werewolf and understanding their tendency to be a little aloof and trying describe how it felt to spend one night a month as a wolf.  As for going into the perspective of a shapeshifter. . .   Well, just wait until you read Miranda’s book.  You’ll get an inside view of what being a shapeshifter is really like.

February Appearances

February 19th, I’ll be at Tuloso-Midway High School in Corpus Christi, TX. For more information go to http://www.tmisd.us/index.cfm?load=page&page=61 or call the school: 361-903-6700.

February 20th, I’ll be having fun at the Teen Bookfest by the Bay, 9:00-4:30 at Tuloso-Midway High School, Corpus Christi, TX.  You won’t want to miss it…23 authors and 1 illustrator…5 Author Sessions, a Writers’ Workshop, Illustrators’ Workshop, door prizes and MORE!!!! AND–IT’S FREE!!!! For more information go to https://www.facebook.com/teenbookfestbythebay.

February 24th, I’ll be visiting the Apache Middle School and Apache High School in Apache, OK. For more information go to http://www.apache.k12.ok.us/index.php or call the school: 580-588-3358.

February 25th, I’ll be at the Full Circle Bookstore, 50 Penn Place, 1900 NW Expressway, Oklahoma City, OK 73118, at 6:30 PM. I’ll be giving a talk and signing my books. The first 7 people who buy one of my books at the event will get a FREE t-shirt!! For more information go to http://fullcirclebooks.com/.


Thanks so much for all of your input about book reviews. The winner of a copy of Almost Midnight is Shadow Falls Geek. Congratualtions! Please email your address to me at cc@cchunterbooks.com.


Book Reviews & a Giveaway!

BookREviewsThis week, I’d like to take a minute to thank all those reviewers who have reviewed my books over the years. I’d also like to thank my readers, who post reviews of my books on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, etc. I know it takes time to put your thoughts into words and post them, and I really appreciate your efforts. It means an awful lot to an author if you post reviews–and a good review encourages new readers.  But those reviews do more than just that. Retailers, like Amazon and B&N may decide to promote the book themselves if they see a lot of reviews coming in.  And some ad agencies will only promote books that have a certain number of reviews.  So again, thank you!

BookReviewI’ve read book reviews in newspapers, on reviewer’s blogs, and at book sellers’ websites, but are you familiar with book tubing? That’s where a book reviewer posts a book review on YouTube. Many book tubers have regular posts and their followers eagerly await their reviews. So, the other day, I thought I’d check out any book tubing reviews on my books. It was so much fun listening to what someone thought of my books instead of just reading a review. Kinda like the difference from reading an email and actually talking to someone. But a few of them told a few more details about the story than they might have in a written review.  For me, I enjoyed hearing their enthusiasm, but it got me thinking about reviews and how much is too much to tell?

AlmostMidnight[2]What do you think? If you watched a review, or even read one, and they told a lot of the story (maybe not the ending), does it make the book less enjoyable for you? Do you watch book reviews on YouTube? How much are you influenced by reviews posted at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, iBooks, etc?  Oh, and have you written a review about Almost Midnight?

I’ll give away one copy of Almost Midnight to someone who leaves a comment. (Sorry, but I have to limit this giveaway to US residents only. And if you’re reading this on Goodreads, you have to go to my website blog to leave a comment in order to be entered.)


The winner of last week’s copy of Almost Midnight is Andrew Redden. Congratulations! Please send your mailing address to me at cc@cchunterbooks.com.



AlmostMidnight[2]The wait is over! Almost Midnight is out, and I can’t wait for you to read Fierce, Fredericka’s story. Fredericka is one of those characters that wouldn’t let go of me. She held on and kept popping into my head at the oddest times. I knew there was a lot more to her than what my readers had already seen. And now that I’ve gotten to know her, I’m eager that all my readers will finally have the opportunity to see a new side of Kylie’s one time arch-enemy in her very own story.  And oh, the title, it’s perfect to describe Fredericka in the story.  Because she is truly fierce.  People become who they are for a good reason. Everyone has their reasons—including Fredericka.  So, I’m really happy that you finally have the opportunity to get to know her better in her novella, Fierce.

So, I’m posting the first scene of Fierce just to get you ready for Almost Midnight.

Chapter One

Fredericka Lakota slipped the polished hammered wolf pendant on the silver chain, and hung it up.Stepping back, she. . . frowned. She was a better artist in her head than she was in the flesh. But wasn’t that appropriate? She was better at everything in her head—even a better person—than she was in life, too.

Not a good person, but better than most people considered her. But people were like jewelry, the quality depended on what you were made of. She hadn’t come from great stock.

Not that she wasn’t pure-blooded werewolf. Any supernatural could tell that by looking at her pattern. But her parents had been rogue. Or at least her father had, she’d never known her mother.

She stepped back and looked at her ten jewelry sets. At the bottom of the black velvet display case she’d made was her logo painted in silver script: Ricka Lakota Designs.

Ricka because Fredericka was too long.In time, she supposed the nickname wouldn’t bother her.

Was her work good enough to show in a gallery?

In the morning she’d take her entire collection into Fallen, where after viewing her work, Brandon Dee, the owner of the new gallery in Fallen, would either invite her to sell her wares in the new business, or she’d be told to take a hike.

He planned to pick ten individuals’ works to display in his gallery.

However, he’d warned her in an e-mail that he’d already had two other jewelry artists make appointments and only wanted one.

She didn’t know shit about Brandon Dee—she guessed he was human. Was he even qualified to judge her work? What if he didn’t like it? Or didn’t like her? She wasn’t what anyone would call likable. Raised a rogue, always a rogue. So many supernaturals believed it. And she’d given up trying to prove people wrong.

All of a sudden she heard footsteps. The workshop located behind Holiday’s cabin was off the beaten path. Fredericka didn’t get a lot of company, which was exactly why she liked it. The only one who’d seen her work was Holiday. Which was another reason the interview frightened Fredericka.

Moving to the opened the window, she pulled air through her nose to see who trotted through the woods toward her. Instead of picking up a scent first, she heard the rush of waterfalls. What the heck? She’d woken up in the middle of the night hearing it, too.

Then catching the scent, Fredericka hurried over to the chair where her long-sleeved shirt lay and slipped it on over her tank top.

She’d barely gotten the shirt on when Kylie, a chameleon, the rarest species of supernatural, knocked. “Fredericka?”

The door swished open. Fredericka shot in front of the display. Her shirt slipped off her shoulder, but she snagged it back before Kylie’s gaze went there. “What?”

“Holiday sent me,” Kylie said. “Someone’s at the office to see you.”

“You must have misunderstood.” Fredericka stepped forward, hoping the girl would step out. No such luck.

“I don’t think so.” Kylie made an apologetic face.

Oh, please, no one had come to see Fredericka. Case in point, she’d been here six months and hadn’t had one visitor. On Parents’ Day she always found a place to hide out. The last thing she wanted was for her peers to start feeling sorry for her. That was worse than them judging her.

Kylie remained in the doorway. “Holiday said she tried to call you, but you didn’t answer. She texted me and asked me to see if you were here.”

Fredericka pulled her cell phone from her back pocket. It was out of battery again.

“Then let’s go,” Fredericka said, certain Kylie had misunderstood the reason Fredericka was being summoned, but eager to get the girl out of her private haven.

Fredericka gave another wave toward the door. Kylie leaned to the right.

“Wow! Did you make those?” The girl moved around Fredericka. She touched a necklace. Fredericka almost told her to keep her paws to herself.

“Ricka Lakota Designs,” Kylie read then looked back.“Ricka. I like that. Is that your nickname?”

“No.” Fredericka emotionally flinched. And after hearing the name from someone’s lips, she knew her next order of business was to change her logo.

“Can we go?” She motioned to the door for the second time.

“Sorry.” Kylie backed out.

Fredericka locked the door. Kylie waited to walk with her. Any other person would have skedaddled, especially after Fredericka had been so curt. But Kylie wasn’t just anyone.

Not only was she the rarest of supernaturals, who could go invisible—and yeah, Fredericka had actually seen her do it—but unlike so many of those here, she was the type who tried to see good in everyone. The poor thing had to look long and hard before she spotted any in Fredericka. Especially considering they’d had a rocky start. Like boulder-size rocky.

Kylie had taken the one guy Fredericka had thought she loved. Key word, thought.Not that Fredericka held it against Kylie now. Lucas had been the one pursuing the relationship. Fredericka had come to see that.

They started down the path. The cool breeze, scented with wet earth, whispered through the trees and brought with it the sound of rushing water again.

Fredericka stopped and glanced back in the woods. “Do you hear that?”

Kylie stopped and glanced over her shoulder. “Hear what?”

“The water.”

Kylie’s eyes widened as if Fredericka had asked something weird. “You hear the falls?”

“Yeah. Why? Is that bad or something?”

“No, it’s just . . .”

“Just what?” Fredericka asked.

“Usually, when you hear the falls, it’s calling you.”
“Why would it call me?” Fredericka asked.

“Normally, it’s when the death angels are trying to communicate with you.”

“Oh, I have nothing to say to them.”

“I don’t think they call you to the falls to punish you,” she said, reading Fredericka’s fear.

Fredericka’s shoulders tightened. She didn’t like being read. And she sure as hell didn’t want to be called. “Well, if they want me, they’ll have to text me.” And she hoped like hell they didn’t. The death angels were spirits who held supernaturals responsible for their actions. Fredericka had more than her share of negative checkmarks on her conduct card.

Kylie shrugged and they continued on. Before they even got past Holiday’s cabin, the girl spoke again.“Why don’t you want anyone to see your work? It’s amazing. I’d give anything to have talent like that.”

Call it stupid, but the compliment fell like soft rain on Fredericka. “How about I swap you my jewelry-making talent for the ability to go invisible?”

Kylie laughed. “It’s not nearly as cool as it seems.”

“You aren’t gonna convince me,” Fredericka said.

“Seriously,” Kylie said. “That necklace was gorgeous.”

“Thanks. I guess I’ll know for sure tomorrow.”

“What’s happening tomorrow?” Kylie sounded genuinely interested.

Fredericka didn’t have a clue why she did it, but she told her about the interview.

“Oh, you are so gonna get it!”

“I hope so,” Fredericka said, and got a buzz of excitement talking about it. Right then, she realized the reason she might not have told anyone about her work was because she didn’t have friends. Or at least, she didn’t have girlfriends. She hung out with the guys. And face it, those guys weren’t interested in her jewelry making.

Not that she needed anyone to be interested. She simply got along better with boys. Girls could be bitches.

For a while, a rumor spread around the school that she was gay. But nope. She was totally into the opposite sex. In particular, Edward.

Almost if Kylie read her mind, she asked, “So how are things with you and Mr. Kearns?
“Good,” Fredericka said, but they’d be so much better when school was out. Edward Kearns, a full were, taught history at the Academy. Only two years older than she, the guy took her breath away the first time she’d laid eyes on him. Smart and sexy. She’d never been a history fan until now.

He’d acknowledged his attraction to her, but insisted they only be friends until she graduated. The wait was killing her. Meanwhile, they met every day after school, and she’d listen to him talk about all his trips to see historic places—Paris, Rome, Egypt. If it had history, Edward had been there or wanted to go there. Someday she hoped to go with him, too.

“How good?” Kylie smiled in that way girls did when they wanted you to tell them a secret.

“We’re just friends,” Fredericka said.

“Well, think how good it will be when you move it to that next stage. You two will know everything about each other.”

“Yeah.” It hit her that while she’d gotten to know a lot about Edward, he didn’t know much about her. Not his fault. She wasn’t exactly forthcoming.

She’d almost told him yesterday about her jewelry, but had chickened out. He wasn’t like the male were students. But face it, the man got excited about pyramids, about Notre Dame. Her biggest fear was that he’d think her passion for jewelry was silly. And that was the last way she wanted him to see her.

“This is where I drop off,” Kylie said when they got to the main path, obviously going back to her cabin. Her smile came off so real and it made Fredericka wish that she could be like other girls and have close friends. The way Kylie was with her witch and vampire roommates.

“I want to hear how things go tomorrow. Good luck.”

Fredericka nodded, then instantly realized the downside of having shared her secret. If her work didn’t get accepted, everyone would know she’d failed. Why hadn’t she just kept her mouth shut?

Fredericka took off, her pace faster than it had been in the morning. With a full moon coming soon, her strength grew greater daily.

“Hey.” Kylie’s call had Fredericka glancing over her shoulder. “You may want to mention to Holiday about hearing the falls.”

“Yeah,” Fredericka said, but she wouldn’t. She wanted to forget about that.

As she got closer to the office, she wondered exactly what it was that Holiday wanted, because no one could be here to see her. But when she stepped on the front porch, she caught the trace of another were. A familiar trace.

She curled her hands into fists.

What the hell did Marissa Canzoni want? Her gaze shot back to the trail. She didn’t have to face this. Her feet were poised to swing around, when she remembered she’d stopped running from her problems a long time ago.

Bracing herself for whatever shit Marissa had dug up and the emotional backlash that seeing her would bring, she walked into Holiday’s office.

AlmostMidnight[2]Almost Midnight is on sale in your local bookstore or can be ordered from Amazon, Barnes & NobleiBooks and Kobo.







The winner from last week’s contest is Jessica. Congratulations! You have won an ARC of Almost Midnight. Please email me at cc@cchunterbooks.com.


I’m giving away one ARC of Almost Midnight to someone who leave a comment telling me why they want to win. (Sorry, but I have to limit this giveaway to US residents only. If you are reading this on Goodreads, you have to go to my website blog to leave a comment in order to be entered into my giveaway.)