The Wild Clan Sagas
Genre: Futuristic Romance
Publisher: KnightFall Publishing
Date of Publication: August 1, 2015
Number of pages: 200
Word Count: 139,328
Cover Artist: Christine Murphy
Short Book Description:
Sara, a hidden Hybrid disguised as a BioGen Monitor, will find an enslaved Justin being experimented on. She will help him gain his freedom and in the process will gain her own. Trust will grow between them and from that trust will blossom a love which will give them the power to escape BioGen.
Long Book Description:
The ruling hiarchy of the known world, BioGen, continues to manipulate the genetics of the human race to try and prevent the extinction of mind-kind. In their meddling to control life, BioGen combines human DNA with alien. Success is achieved and unique females are created and industrially born. The baby girls are surprising in their beauty and abilities, but BioGen, in their need to control and conquer, force the delicate females away from their caregivers. Their only goal is to hone the powerful gifts of the maturing teenagers. In the end, however, they perish one by one because of the uncaring ways of their handlers until there is only one extraordinary woman remaining.
Born part human and part Phoenix, Sara has hidden among the enemy since she was created. Disguised in the appearance of a Nul working for BioGen, she searches for the truth about her creation and the sisters she lost during childhood. During her duties she is assigned to guard and observe scientific experimentation on a man who she discovers is no other than one of the Wilder males.
Captured as a young man while searching for his brother, Justin is forced into service to be one of the highly coveted Companions. Refusing to be broken and used by the Gen female population he is tortured and then used for genetic research. Under the Headquarter's control his very sanity and memory is almost destroyed. Ultimately BioGen will destroy him if he can't find a way to escape back to The Wilds and his family. The fates bring him a breath-taking woman who is the key to both his freedom and hers.
Thrown together in hopeless circumstances, the fated lovers are initially enemies. However, Sara is instantly drawn to Justin and she has no choice but to free him from BioGen's grasp. At first Justin sees her as nothing more than his way to escape but it doesn't take long for him to see the mysterious beauty under the surface of her disguise. Together they find a way to escape from the enemy's Headquarters.
During their run for freedom they will find the most unlikely allies in both Daman, a high class Companion, and Defiance, an underground group of escaped males who just may have their own agenda. Joining the group of criminals is a dangerous consideration, however, Justin and Sara must team up with Daman, who is now leader of Defiance, if they have any hope of reaching The Wilds. In the end there is no choice as BioGen's assembling army begins an all out attack on Justin's family and the Rogues.
In the search for answers and freedom, Sara and Justin's growing trust and dedication to each other will become a flame of passion and love. They will discover the intense love they have for each other makes them stronger than all of the uncertainties and dangers in their life. Sara's gentle caring will allow Justin to trust again and recover his memories. In return, his belief in her will allow Sara to harness her Phoenix abilities. Only the two of them have the true power to save Justin's family and the Rogues who call The Wilds home.
In one great clash of wills at the edge of civilization a great battle will be waged between BioGen's Nul army, the Rogues, and Defiance. In the midst of the conflict and chaos will be two incredible lovers who will do anything to save those they care for. Justin will rejoin his family and give Sara the strength to harness the fiery ability of her Phoenix side in the final showdown. In the end, only the power of love will prevail and ultimately set everyone free.
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Two things inspired me. The first was when I read the Twilight Series. The emotions of the experiences that the characters in those books went through reminded me of the emotions I went through in high school. So many feelings that I wanted to relive and capture that feeling of youth. Everyday life had sort of repressed all of the adventurous things I wanted to do when I was younger. The hammer that drove my desire to do more home was when my husband was told he had cancer. The suffering he went through to survive on the other side motivated me to reach for the goal of writing and being published. Even if I failed, how bad could it be it comparison to having to go through chemotherapy sessions. Plus my writing was kind of a psychological way to work through the demons that haunted me because of what he had to go through while I watched.
2. Who is your favourite author?
I would have to say JR Ward and all of her incredible Black Dagger Brotherhood men. Her writing was both exciting and dark and I like all of the brooding males running around. There was no pansy cutesy hand holding and love scenes. No, the character interactions are raw and more realistic including the male view on “feelings” and the way they think. She captured both the masculine and feminine (and some in between) in her writing. She wasn’t afraid to take her scenes to the extreme of the sensual or the disgusting. All of it was fascinating and kept my attention for hours.
3. How many hours a day do you write?
Overall I average about an hour to two hours a night that I get to sit down and write. After my busy workday is done at my day job, I get my workout done, and then get the household fed and settled I usually fit in the time about five evenings in the week. As soon as the husband settles in front of the TV I set up my computer and notes and dig in. My kitchen and living room are open so I can sit at the center island and see the whole downstairs. That way if I need a break from my reading I can glance up at the TV. I hate to say it works well too because I’m near the food.
4. Do you write to a soundtrack?
I do write to a soundtrack. I put my headphones on and enjoy a mix of Nickelback, Theory of A Deadman, Imagine Dragons, and Maroon 5. I listen to other groups of the same genre as well. Depending on the scene I am working, such as a battle, or something romatic, I may alter what I am listening to. Helps to put me in the mood and push out the unwanted distractions in the house such as the TV or ongoing discussions.
5. What's your favourite book?
Picking a single favorite book is difficult because all of them are a part of me in the creation of my books. Perhaps my initial favorite was my first book Sphinx Resurrected because it was my first project and the characters came from two of my favorite people that I had known in the past. I think there was more in Michael and Stormy as far as my personal experiences from when I was younger on an emotional level. In the Hybrid, I really enjoyed creating Saraphina because she is a strong character who has been through unimaginable challenges in life and still survived. On the outside she was hard because she had to survive in an atmosphere where everyone was trying to kill her. On the inside she was kind and good-spirited and made the choice to free Justin even though releasing him was risking her own existence. She asked for nothing in return but knew he was important and had to be saved.
It was like being hit by an Enforcer net when his body went down under the Nul’s over-sized weight. The Nuetralizer went flying out of his reach. The next thing he knew someone had clocked him in the head. What had hit him he didn’t know, but stars filled his peripheral vision. He refused to give in to the pain. He had felt worse and Sara needed him. Using all of his skills he had learned both in his youth and as a captured Companion, he fought with all his might. Using his fists, feet, knees, elbows, anything to get the upper edge, he managed to work his way free.
The Nuls were tenacious, though, and pulled him back into their embrace. Fury filled him because he couldn’t see Sara at all. He panicked wondering if she had been thrown off the transport. The wind whipped throughout the compartment because the large door was still open. The sound level told him they were at full traveling speed. If she had been tossed out she would have been killed instantly. A pain worse than anything physical filled him and he roared in denial. Swinging with as much strength as he could he momentarily broke free of groping hands.
Finding her was the only thing that raged within him. When he did finally see her relief filled him. Concern also filled him when he looked at her flushed form standing right in front of the open door. The wind whipped her lose hair about her shoulders and her leather jacket lay on the floor at her feet smoking. Sara’s hands were fisted and more smoke came from between her fingers like she was holding a flame at bay.
When he tried to make eye contact with her she didn’t seem to see him. Her eyes no longer held any form of blue or green, instead they reminded him of flames. The darkest of red became orange, and then blinding yellow, until they shimmered at white hot intensity like the unending facets of diamonds. This was the side of herself Justin now knew she feared, the side he knew could destroy everything around her, but he wasn’t afraid. This was his true Saraphina. In his heart he knew she wouldn’t hurt him.
When she finally spoke her voice was beyond stressed, but commanding when she demanded, “Let go of him now. Last chance.”
Time was up. Sara was losing control and he knew it. He wanted to reach her, protect her from the explosive inferno that was surely going to leave a trail of destruction to her psyche. Refusing to let her suffer he elbowed the closest Nul in the face and almost made it back to his feet. Almost, until the blade of a knife penetrated his back over his shoulder. Metal met bone and he roared in pain before he went down again under the weight of the four Nuls. Before he could recover the evil women had him on his back and pinned down.
Justin felt like an idiot that he couldn’t gain the upper hand over four females. He blamed the weakness on everything BioGen had done to him and hated the fact he wasn’t strong enough for his Sara. If the fire within her didn’t destroy her, the Nuls would harm her. He cursed himself and the life which had put him in this situation. The possibility of never having the experience of Sara in his life again hit him hard and he used the last of his strength to fight against the Nuls.
Another hit to his head left him spinning again. When he finally came back enough to see straight the largest Nul sat on his chest holding him down. She was playing with a knife and smiling wickedly at him. As much as he knew he should be worried about his own welfare he didn’t care. He needed to find Sara. Was she still alive? Struggling against the Nuls, he was able to turn his head just enough to find the original female who had dug the knife into Sara’s precious skin standing right in front of her.
The Nul seemed to sound perplexed when she asked, “What the hell are you?”
Sara didn’t respond worrying him more. He wanted to tell her to escape but the evil woman on his chest slapped him before saying, “The freak is none of your concern now, Companion. She’ll be finished soon enough. You just concentrate on me, luscious, while I teach you the truth of what pain and pleasure can really be.”
The knife she held came dangerously close to his jugular, but then she shifted it over his nipple before pressing down. Just when the pain hit, a flash of such intense heat rushed over him and the woman was gone. Complete and utter chaos rained down around him then. All he could do was cover his head as explosions and heat flashed around him. Screams filled his ears of such agony, terror, pain, and finally the death rattles of the last breath leaving a nearby body. The stench of burning flesh and a thick cloud of smoke clung to everything. Although the hellish experience was intense, the heat, the fire, even the smoke didn’t touch him.