Happy Halloween!


Trick or Treat

 

 

Well I certainly hope it will be a treat…

 

As I have promised – Ice Bound the fifth and final installment for the Crescent Bound series is now live on Amazon!

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Marcus Colten is living the perfect life, high school football star and dating the head cheerleader. He is popular, skilled in athletics and from a wealthy family. The football team he quarterbacks for just won their first district championship.

Marc doesn’t show it, but he is being haunted. Orphaned at the early age of two, he has ghostly memories of a past that makes his flawless model life feel out of place. And then there are the illusive dreams. Visions of someone that relentlessly possess his nights. What does it all mean? Where will it all lead? This time, he’s not the one that is at the top of the game.

I truly hope you will enjoy Ice Bound, I have discovered so much through this amazing excursion. From writing, rewriting, editing, revising to discovering and respecting the ways of the witch community. I’ve always had a fascination with witches, and I don’t think that fondness will ever leave me. I bet you could guess what I plan on dressing up for this All Hallow’s Eve. So, while you’re out trick-or-treating glance up at the moon for me and know I’m wishing you a blessed and happy Samhain!

Fangtastic Reads – Author Interview with Eva LeNoir

Welcome, I’m glad you’re here with me.  Today, I’m hosting a good friend of mine and talented author, Eva LeNoir. Eva is a world traveler, currently resides in France. How awesome is that? She believes in women and their ability to walk hand in hand with any man and her characters echo this belief. So, join me in welcoming Eva LeNoir to My Blog. <claps hands>

1. What’s your favorite book that you’ve written and can you tell us why?

Why Karli…ALL OF THEM of course! That being said, Stone Cold holds a special place in my heart because Jared Stones drove me to drink. Quite literally.

Well, Eva, if you’re going to drink then France sounds like the ideal country to be in!  

2. What’s your favorite book by another author?

Oh, wow. Just one? If I stay in the Romance world, I’ll have to say anything by C.d. Reiss. On a more general note, I might say The Great Gatsby. No, wait…Leviathan by Paul Auster. No, no…The Painted House by John Grisham. Oh, dang it.

3. Do you put your own life experiences into your writing or is it more research and imagination?

For this series, it’s definitely research and imagination. I’d love to take kickboxing classes and am planning on it this year (I hope). That being said, I think we always pour something of ourselves into each and every character.

4. If you knew that you would not make a dime from your writing, would you keep doing it? And if so, why?

Absolutely. Writing is my balance from a hectic life. It keeps me from going postal, most days.

5. How would you get rid of a million dollars that you couldn’t spend on yourself?

Hmmmmm… I would give that money to help research for all the rare diseases that are being ignored. I can understand that funding goes to research for the illnesses that kill the masses. However, my heart breaks every time I hear about anyone being completely helpless because of our lack of treatment for rare diseases.

6. What was your most exciting experience as an author you’ve had?

Meeting Sara Biblio (from The Bibliophile Blog) in NYC. I felt so loved

7. Can you tell us how you came up with the titles for your books?

A lot of brainstorming with my girl Kylie Gray.

8. Okay, you are standing in a line and you see a blind man drop a twenty and the woman behind him in line, pockets it. What do you do? What would one of your protagonist do?

I would politely let the woman know that she needed to hand over the cash, making sure that everyone could hear me. Ellen? She’d probably kick her ass and skip the whole annoying-questions thing.

9. What is the craziest idea, dream, concept that you’ve had for a book? Will you write it?

I want to write about Corsica, my home…my roots. The story is about the mafia that rules our world over there but the thing is…I already know the readers are going to hate me. The problem is that I can’t write it any other way. I know, it’s all very vague but you ain’t getting more outta me, chica!

Well, with that little tidbit, I am hooked girl!

10. Looking ahead, what project is at the top of your writing list? 

 And do you have a playlist and images for your main characters?

I have 3 projects staring me straight in the face. Deadlines with all of them. As far as playlists are concerned, I have songs that I listen to while I drive and those are usually inspirations to certain scenes. Oddly enough, I get a great deal of my scenes either in the shower or while I’m writing. The problem is that I have a hard time remembering which songs did what so I never list them. I do have images on my Author page, absolutely!

Thank you so much for having me, Karli. 

Eva, thank you for being here today and for sharing your work with us! We look forward to your next release. ❤ 

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Her Books

blood weight

Book Blurb

As a young independent vampire, Ellen Banks takes the ring, and all eyes are on her. The lithe rebel has worked hard to get to this one moment in her less-than-stellar life. No one will stand in her way of that championship belt, especially not the powerful and impossibly salacious Nash Stanford. If only her traitorous body’s reaction would shut the hell up.

Stone Cold

Book Blurb

Heated one night sessions between the sheets, the handsome yet arrogant Jared Stones spends his days training Ellen Banks. When a blast from the past appears, unannounced and more importantly uninvited, all hell breaks loose.

Sister to the Alpha of her pack, Sloane Pierce is convinced by long time friend, Ellen that her presence is required. Every one of her primal instincts warns of that outcome, deadly at best. Unable to say no, she is dragged by a wild and forceful fate that has other ideas. Is destiny on their side or will history repeat itself like all the other times.

White Fire

Book Blurb

As the attacks continue against Nash Stanford and the members of his underground arena, one key element to the mystery suddenly disappears.

Kyle Pearce finds himself in an unknown location and in the presence of an unknown female when he wakes from a dreamless sleep. But as the pieces of the puzzle slowly come together, he is faced with an unrelenting desire for his sweet, caring and simply amazing kidnapper. One problem, she is not a shifter, she is not a wolf.

Aishlyn O’Shea had been raised to follow her father’s instructions to the tee…until now. Completely enthralled with the alpha that now resides in her home, she fights the onslaught of dark desires that seem to attack her every nerve ending. Unfortunately for her, Kyle Pearce is forbidden fruit, no matter how much she yearns to sink her teeth into his delectable flesh.

How can there ever be future together for this unlikely couple when the obstacles keep piling up against them?

Take Overs, Book signings, and news on what’s next!

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On August 30th around 2:00 p.m. central time till 6:00 p.m. I will be over at Lexis Book Bliss’s Facebook page. My plan – giveaways, games, and maybe a surprise or two. So, come check out Book Bliss we would love to have you!

 Now, here comes the best part, on that same day, I’m going to be in Oklahoma City meeting some of my favorite authors such as Colleen Hoover, Jamie McGuire, and Kendall Grey! Here’s the banner so you can see how epic this event will be.

Signing event OK City 2014

I am still working very hard on Ice Bound, I’m about 88 percent complete with it and then off it will go to editing.  I’m really pumped with this story because it has a completely different view on the Crescent Bound world through Marc’s perception.  I’m hoping my readers will enjoy it as much as I am writing it.

So, on to the next topic. Recently, I’ve had a couple of email and Facebook messages about Daylight – No Death for the Wicked. The question is if and when there will be a sequel. The answer is yes there will be and the title is Midnight. This post is the only place you can see the new cover for Midnight. Just for you, here it is. 

Midnight book cover

 

Mattie and Graham will learn there’s more at stake, literally. Both will have their own set of challenges. Graham fighting to maintain his existence in the world Mattie resides in and not be condemned to the underworld infinitely. And Mattie, she holds something extremely valuable that the Elites want back and they will use whatever force necessary to reclaim their serum and the Voynich Manuscript, an ancient book of vampire secrets.

This story, along with book two in the Veil Realm Series – Citeron will be next on my writer’s desk. Both of these stories are ready to possess the pages. I just need old man time to loan me a few more hours in my days. 😉

I LOVE hearing from fans and readers that enjoy my work. Please don’t ever feel like you’re intruding by writing me. Reading your words absolutely make my days!  So, feel free anytime to contact me. ❤

rushbound12@gmail.com

 

And the future holds…

I’m back (I think) in the world of writing once again. Last month was extremely difficult for our family, our oldest son, Tyler, who is 21, had kidney failure. After a couple of surgeries he’s now on dialysis and doing okay. So, to say writing hasn’t been my first priority is an understatement. The stories are  there, waiting, lurking, and more than ready to be told and I’m going to try my best to capture each one exactly as they should be.

 

The first is the last, last of the Crescent Bound series, that is. Ice Bound is in the works right now and I enjoy that I can bring out aspects of Marc and Alyssa’s lives from his point of view. There are tons of new things that you’ll never know unless you read this one. I also have a very small character in Ice Bound that will possibly be spun off into an anthology with some amazing author friends. If the anthology goes well then it could roll out that tale into a mini-series of sorts, (the short story, 9 Lives,  that is). I will let you in on that one as things progress. It is a little too soon to get into any details. But by the end of summer I should know more, and then I will bring you into the loop.

 

Once Ice Bound is complete that will wrap up  the Bound series. It will be hard to let them all go, but I have several more that need my attention. The first book in the Veil Realms series was Pine Needles where you were introduced to Selene and her trials and tribulations through a dystopian crisis. Book two in this series is screaming at me to be written. Citeron  is the next world the Manunnaki will emerge  themselves in. Selene and Sirius will discover an entire race at the edge of  their own existence. This new world is in the middle of a war.  Once I have the official blurb I will post it, so bear with me, this story is going to challenge me as a writer and hopefully, intrigues  you  as a reader.

 

 

Finally my secret project, Chasing the Madness. I’ve been working on this one for awhile now, research, research, and more research. This tale has quite a lot of history to it. London, 1888 is when the story will take place. A young woman and her twin brother are time traveling junkies, but as one is transported into the future the other will find herself in the past. A dark and horrifying past.  She’s swept away by a man in the dark, saving her life from the notorious Jack the Ripper but as things slowly unveil themselves her suspicions start to grow. Who is Jack the Ripper? 

 

 


current projects

Picnic in the Park – Autism Awareness

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It has been said that autism in a family causes isolation. I can confess that in my family it has done just that. There are many kids living with autism that have sequestered themselves due to over stimulation leading to meltdowns, none of these experiences are fun for the child, parent, or bystanders.  What I discovered is that there is one place which allows for the openness a child with autism needs, and that is a park, a big wide open park. So, during April, all my sales of all my books went toward hosting a picnic in the park in my hometown.

We had a nice, supportive turn out. The best part was that the kids had a chance to run and play. We put together a decent spread of picnic food and shared time together with some amazing families. This post is to say thank you to everyone that purchased my books in April. You helped share some quality time with some awesome kids. Thank you so much!

 

Here are some photos from the picnic in the park.

 

 

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Thank you again and stay tuned, more to come! ❤

The House Part 1 by Karli Rush

The House

© 2013  Karli Rush

My short story – free right here on my blog- I will publish as I write this, hope you enjoy! 

As promised here is part one from The House. 

The only thing stronger than love is insanity.

 

–    MichaelXavier

The House

One more step and the skin-crawling, creaking sound echoes throughout the hall. “Richard! Don’t, I—I really don’t feel good about this anymore,” I practically bark at him as we edge closer to the last door. We’ve investigated the lower floor, all the old, decrepit rooms, and the chancy stairs were my worst fear but we managed to sneak past the precarious areas. Now, we are standing at the last room down the unlit hall. The door is wide open like it’s welcoming us inside. The hot humid air has dropped significantly in temperature. It’s been well over a hundred degrees all summer long and now, I can see my breath. I can see his.

            “Rich, please. Let’s just head back, it’s getting late. We can start fresh tomorrow,” I plead but he shakes his head in refusal.

            “Naw, we got this, Keria.” He tugs on his lucky baseball cap, easing it over his eyes a bit and quirks a smirky grin at me.  My eyebrows bolt up and I wave the flashlight purposely in-between us.

            “Do you not see this?” My breath expels out a cold mist and the hair on the back on my neck rises.

            He taps on the device in his hand and explains, “Yeah, it means we’re not alone.” The meter looking ghost detector is completely lit up green. It doesn’t flash nor flicker, just a steady, solid color. Which makes me grimace even more, I’m not a paranormal investigator like Rich is. This is my very first time exploring a haunted house. I suck in a nervous breath as he motions for us to move forward. The house goes perfectly still as if it’s waiting for something, hanging onto an eerie anticipation. Five more steps and we’re at the threshold of the pitch-black room. 

            “Rich, you’re sure about this? I mean we don’t know how long this place has been abandoned or how secure this structure is,” I probe as I flash the light around us and then shine it inside the room. My hand goes sweaty and I grip the flashlight tighter, there’s nothing in the room. It’s not like the others, it’s entirely bare, empty, as if someone sterilized it from the ceiling to the floor. You know how they always say rooms like this smell moldy or musty? Well, this one smells like it’s tainted with blossoms, it’s so over-powering even Rich glances back at me. We both distinctly smell it and he reaches out, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

            “You know, for being a Rookie, I’m impressed. Come on, it’s the last room.” I attempt to send him a quick confident smile but something breathes down the right side of my neck. I grasp at my throat and stare at Rich. How do I tell him I can’t do this? How can I step one foot in front of the other when all I want to do is run the other way? My answer comes when he steps through the time-worn doorway.

            “Come on Keria, give me some light. It’s dark as shit in here!” I raise my shaking hand holding the flashlight and watch him walk to the middle of the room. An icy cold touch lands on my shoulder and I drop the light to the floor.

            “Keria! Get it together girl!” he shouts but I’ve already snagged the flashlight from the ground and twirl around to see if I’m still the only one standing in the darkened cold hall. Whirling back to Rich I shake off the feeling of being observed.

            “Got it, sorry.” I start to take a step into the room when I hear the house breathe, literally every board and nail within the room screeches together. And in the center, where Richard stands, the floor bows and bends upward and then breaks away. He plummets with the pollution of rotten wood and rusted, eroded fumes. My light illuminates a nothingness as he disappears from my sight.

            “Richard!” The cracking and splintering shards of wood resound with a deafening residual. My ears ring and my heart pounds as I scream out again, “Richard!”

            Nothing…

            But

            My

            Cold

            Breath…it’s the only sound within the room.

            I readjust my hand on the Maglite and run toward the stairs. I’m shaking, everything in me wants to lock up but I’m so terrified I bolt without another reasonable thought. The worn wooden steps hold my weight as I race downstairs. It’s hauntingly dark and vacant. Nothing appears in my sight as I shine my light through the bleak hallway. Pace after wary pace I enter the room where Richard fell through. I clamp my hand fiercely over the only thing which guides me. Not a breath escapes from my lips when I approach the doorway, the lambent luster grazes slowly across the flooring. But I see only the hardwood surface. Untouched, no clouds of dust or debris, no broken shards of rustic wood. No Richard. As if nothing at all had happened. I take a step closer, suck in a hearty breath and whisper, “Richard!” 

            I cling to my shirt as I ease in, I can feel my heart pounding, trembling through the fabric. The fractional light threads outward offering me nothing but the barren baseboards and lifeless walls. A smell drifts by just as the cool air bristles the hair down my neck. The scent is intertwined with sunflowers and blood. And that same panicky feeling surges a rush in me, a dire urgency to get the hell out of here. But I grit my teeth together and raise my voice a bit louder than before and yell, “Richard, please! Where are you?!”

            The house is abnormally quiet as I drag my light downward, searching the floor where I thought Rich would be. Chairs, aged books, and raged, dusty curtains are all over creation in here. It’s exactly how we first saw it before, not a thing out-of-place. And I raise my flashlight upward, to the ceiling, half expecting the hole that he fell through. But I know from seeing the room there will be no evidence to what I just witnessed on the floor above. The ceiling is still committedly intact. Am I losing my mind? I know I’m not, I know what I saw and he has to be in here. I take another step further inside the room, and just as my hand slips off the door frame, a cold unpleasant shiver weaves through my spine. A deep, detached voice growls right next to my ear, “Get out!

            I nearly drop my light as I spin around and run for the front door. Ambling faster down the broken cement steps I charge for my car. Never looking back, never losing my balance because I feel the vileness, the immorality breathing inside that house. I’ve, we’ve trespassed into something I can’t even begin to explain and Rich is somewhere still inside. I fumble with my keys to get them into the ignition. Once my headlights glare at the house not forty feet away, I lock the doors and debate. He’s in there and I can’t just drive the hell off. I rub my hands over my face and in-between my shaking fingertips I look up. In the window I see a shape, a silhouette of a tall man and it’s not Rich. My foot slams heavily on the gas pedal and I drive like a maniac on the rough, isolated dirt road.    

            The entire time my eyes flicker nervously back and forth from the road to my rearview mirror. The sensation of being followed keeps prickling my frayed nerves. I even feel like the woods have eyes and are watching me speed pass the trees. Something malicious lives inside that abandoned house, it’s real, just as real as the tears that swell inside my eyes. And I never want to go back there, but I have to find out what happened to Richard. Worry, fear, and guilt consumes me. What happened to him? Is he still alive… alive inside that cursed house?    

 

 

To be continued…

Tag I’m it! Blog Hop

Tag you’re it!

Well hello, I was invited by an extremely wonderful and very talented  author friend, Eva LeNoir, to participate in a “blog hop interview.” In order to participate, I will answer a few interview questions, and then I will tag three other author’s. They post interview questions on their blog pages. The folks they tag, will post their interview questions and answers on their blogs, and so forth. A lot of hopping! You can find Eva’s interview questions and answers   here

1. What are you working on right now?

I am working on my first Contemporary Romance which is titled Let Your Heart Drive.  It is a tale of a young girl, Sinead Noelle, she’s struggling with life and all that it has to throw at her. She hungers to stand on her own two feet and face her own secret demons. What she finds during this life’s journey is, Shawn. A young man who works in road side for a car rental company. He doesn’t know it yet but all this time he’s been living a life filled with ease as he helps support his sister and niece. He thinks life is good, but then his own life spins out of control with a single phone call.  When destiny brings these two together will barriers be broken, walls be destroyed, and secrets revealed? 

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2. How does it differ from other works in its genre?  

I would say that I  am pulling a lot from my own life experiences here in Oklahoma. So, that in itself, I feel, gives it a uniqueness that you won’t find in another book. 

3. Why do you write what you do?

I write for myself mainly. I love stories and after reading a be-gillion books I feel something is missing. Something I feel drawn to put in a story. So, that usually leads me into writing, my way. I love the creation of a novel and the development of my characters. They speak to me and I listen, it is just the way I write. My hope is that once I am happy with one of my books that if finds its way into the hands of someone else that will enjoy it too.

4. How does your writing process work?

It is such a creative process. I expose my imagination to a variety of things, music, news, nature walks, anything really. I wait with my mind wide open and see what comes to me. If it doesn’t come I don’t write. My main problem, which is a good one, is that it doesn’t quit coming. I have about four books rattling inside my head right now and Let Your Heart Drive won its place in the front of the line, so that one is next. 

In addition, I am tagging the following authors. Kristie Haigwood, Trish Marie Dawson, ER Pierce. Make sure to check out their blog posts on the following date: October 21, 2013.

Okay… I am tagging three authors — you’re it!

Kristie Haigwood

Save My Soul

Kristie Haigwood’s Blog

Trish Marie Dawson

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Trish Marie Dawson’s Blog

ER Pierce

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ER Pierce’s Blog