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Thursday, October 31, 2013

Just a little Halloween fun....

It's here - my favorite holiday.


When my boys were little, I simply loved dressing up with them (yep I was one of those moms). Now they are teens and I am the only one dressing up for the first time *small tear escapes*

This is my costume...Can you guess what I am?

I'm a One-Night Stand (hehehe)
Favorite Candy from my world:
Me - Peanut Butter M&M's
Chase - Sour Patch Kids (he is sweet and sour)
Angel - Red and green skittles
Lexi - Twizzlers
Travis - Snickers
Emma - Pop rocks
Gavin - Dark Milky Way (he's the dark witch)
Brianna - Razzles
Lukas - Rolos (for the golden witch)
Sophie - Pixy sticks

Friday, October 25, 2013

Crimson Dawn by Amos Cassidy

Crimson Dawn (Crimson #3)
By Amos Cassidy
Pub October 25th, 2013
Nevermore Press


The Power has arisen.

The Power has taken what belongs to Raven.

The Power must pay.

Raven will do anything to reclaim what is his, even venture into The Dreaming – a part of Faerie that is shunned even by the fey – to seek out the one being who may be able to give him the answers he seeks. With Mick as his guide and Maxwell and Harold at his back, Raven must fight his demons to reach his angel.

The Power is home.

The Power has taken the throne.
Bres, Lugh and Faye will all feel the consequences of their actions in different ways.  The Power has a plan and it will eliminate all who stand in its way.

The Devourer is awake.

The Devourer has a champion.

Roman has been charged with a task that will save the world, but at a devastating cost.

The Power is in control.

The Power has a vessel.

Rose will do anything to reclaim her body and stop The Power from exacting his selfish ambitions. With the help of her Guardian she must find a way to expel The Power. But will her plan succeed, or will her final sacrifice be her last?

Crimson Dawn on Goodreads.


Crimson Midnight (Crimson #1) Links:

Crimson Darkness (Crimson #2) Links:


Author Bio:

Amos Cassidy - a team of two. Amos is a 29 year old Diva and Cassidy a 37 year old mum of three.
Aside from a passion for writing and a love of reading they also share an addiction to coffee, love anything Joss Whedon and are constantly playing tug of war over Jensen Ackles.
They have been writing together for four years. The Crimson series is their debut project.  

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Thursday, October 24, 2013

Demon's Kiss - A tale from Chase Winters

It is almost Halloween! Yes! And Chase wanted to get in on the action. If you head over to Fallen Over Books you can read a Halloween tale from Chase's POV, and she has an awesome Giveaway as well that you can win a ton of cool books from other authors as well. I'm totally stoked!


Tuesday, October 22, 2013


It's finally here!! Can I get a whoot-whoot? The cover for CHASING ANGEL, and I am so excited to share it with you. I just love it!

And to celebrate the cover reveal, BREAKING EMMA is available FREE on amazon today and tomorrow (Oct. 22-23).

To keep the excitement going, below is also the trailer for CHASING ANGEL. It will also be up on my youtube channel @_0

I have had a ton of peeps asking me about the release date. *nipples on nails* So now that the cover is revealed, I really need to commit to a release date (I have commitment issues). I should have a date narrowed down in the next few weeks, but I aiming for the beginning of January 2014.

I know, it's too far.

I've also gotten a lot of inquiries if this will be the last book in the series... Hmm, you'll just have to wait and see. (I know, I suck.)


Saturday, October 19, 2013


Because I am so excited about the cover reveal for CHASING ANGEL and because i love you guys, BREAKING EMMA is going to be free on Amazon Oct. 22-23.

Spread the word!

Check back on the 22nd to see the cover for CHASING ANGEL.


Sunday, October 13, 2013

In honor of Waking Dead tonight...

So I am acting a like a total fangirl tonight.


Because I finally get to drool over Daryl again. *wipes mouth with back of sleeve* And in honor, I am giving you guys my list of 5 things I couldn't live without during a Zombie Apocalypse. (Don't laugh *snickers*)

1. A really great pair of running shoes.
2. My collection of Nora Robert books. (better yet, I am going to make sure I am holed up in a library)
3. Zombie repellent (Someone will invent this right?)
4. A lifetime supply of moisturizer and lip gloss. I can't live through a normal day w/out ithese let alone a Zombie Apocalypse.
5. Daryl Dixon. Umm, the only way I am surviving this is if Daryl kicks some Zombie a**.

In a Zombie Apocalypse, what 5 things would you take?

P.S. I need to get one of these...stat.


Friday, October 11, 2013

This is Halloween, this is Halloween...

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home, everyone hail to the pumpkin song.

Does anyone else think that A Nightmare Before Christmas along with Charlie Brown's It's a Great Pumpkin are the best Halloween movies?

So I am a total chicken sh*t when it comes to scary movies. I am the kind of girl that jumps in her seat at the theatre, screams, hides under the covers and grabs the person next to her (which usually is my lucky husband). Heck, Supernatural scares me.


To get myself in the spirit of goblins, ghouls, witches and all the other scary stuff, I thought I would do a blog about the Halloween costumes in HUNTING ANGEL.

The feisty Angel was Sally Stitches:

The glitzy Lexi was a Grecian Goddess: (dang girl)

Kailyn as Pocahontas.

And last but not least...Brandy the Genie in a bottle:

The best thing about Halloween...I get to eat all my kids candy. Num num num

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Win a HD Kindle Fire & a crap-ton of books!!!

I am so excited - I could bust a move. Or maybe I'll just leave that to Jensen.

So the amazing peeps at Nevermore Press are hosting a sweet Giveaway. You can win a HD Kindle Fire that includes every book published by Nevermore Press this year (included Luminescence and Amethyst Tears). Holy moly is that a going to be haul.

Register here

Good luck!!!! If you aren't already follow me on Twitter @JLWeil


Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Website is a go!

So my new website is up and running. Check it out here.

I will probably be posting in both for a few weeks until everything gets turned over to the new site, then all new information and updates will be posted on the website only.

On another fangirl note - tonight is the season premier of Supernatural. Hell yes!

Prepare yourself for an overwhelming amount of Supernatural gifs. I just can't help myself. Pictures. Adding. On. Their. Own.

And now I have to find the focus to get back to writing Chasing Angel. Damn you Jensen Ackles and your adorable smirks. Oh how I've missed you.


Friday, October 4, 2013


I am currently scheduling a cover reveal for CHASING ANGEL for Oct. 22nd. If you would like to take part, please sign up here. It is going to be hosted by Xpresso Book Tours, and I am very excited =)

 If you know anyone who might be interest, pass along. The more the merrier.



Today is the day that Emma gets to tell all.

Today is BREAKING EMMA release day.

Yay! Yeah! Boo-ya!


Emma Deen’s first love had been dancing. Then she met her second love…Travis Winters. He had rocked her world in more than one way. Finding out that your boyfriend was half-demon was a shock of the decade. Finding out that your family had a deep, dark secret….well that changed everything. What she knew, she learned at the hands of her father.

Dancing was no longer the sole purpose of her life. It was no longer her future. And Travis was no longer the love of her life…He was the enemy.

Emma was many things. A skilled bowman. Trained in martial arts. A hunter.

It had been a year since she had stepped foot in Spring Valley, Illinois and Emma was an entirely different person. Now that she was back, things were about to get messy and people were going to get hurt.

But could she live with their blood on her hands? Travis’s blood on her hands?

It will be available on Amazon for $1.99.


It will also be available on paperback as well. I hope you enjoy!

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Divisa Covers are here...


I am beyond excited.

These covers are so freaking-fan-tasic! I feel like that the Divisa series was lacking some really kickass covers and these deliver. So I had original planned to release one a day, but I just can't contain myself. I suck at surprises - no patience.

Instead I am going to share them all now, except...sorry. I am holding one back...CHASING ANGEL's cover. There will be a cover reveal tour for that one, which I am working on currently.

Can I get another Eeeeeee!

Ok, here you go. Tell me what you think. Also I have to give the worlds biggest shout-out to Kelly Walker who is the designer. I heart her tons <3

Don't forget that Breaking Emma is out tomorrow! What a week.





These will all be going live everywhere as fast as I can get my digits to upload them.


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

BREAKING EMMA - is moving up ;)


Umm...yes you are.

In honor of Dean's obvious adorable-ness, I have decided to move the release date for BREAKING EMMA up! Yep you got it. It will available on Amazon Friday, October 4th. Yay! I am so excited I just can't wait.

My world lately has been craziness. So many projects, not enough time. I am finishing up a Anthology called BLOOD, LOVE, MAGIC this week and then I am diving back into CHASING ANGEL. The new covers for the Divisa series are coming along magnificently. I LOVE them so much and can't wait to share them.

To hold you until Friday, here is a sneak peak at Chapter 1:

Chapter 1

I am a hunter.

It is in my blood, flowing from generation to generation.

So I’m told.

We aren’t the usual mill of hunters. No deer, elk, wild turkeys, or caribou for my family or the others like us. That would be too normal, and my family is as abnormal as the things we hunt.



Any ugly thing that shows its head from Hell.

And of course its offspring. Divisa—half human, half demon.

You would be surprised at the number of these half-breeds that live among us, or how common it is for demons to leave a human impregnated. Hell will often kill their young, kind of like a wolf spider, but more often a Divisa finds a way to avoid its heritage and survive. Then it falls to us to take care of the problem.

Leave it to the underworld to make us clean up its messes.

Before I realized what a crockpot of shit the world was, and before I was molded into a ruthless hunter, I was a dancer…

A great dancer.

Talk about yin from yang.

But God I loved dancing. It was like breathing. Nothing gave me the rush that dancing did, or the immense satisfaction, an outstanding sense of achievement. I always assumed that was what I would be. A professional dancer—the big leagues, but how quickly those dreams of twirling in the Big Apple or the Windy City disappeared. Poof. Like dust, they were gone.

And so was I.

Except in my case, magic had nothing to do with it. I never got the chance to say good-bye to the friends I’d made in Spring Valley. I never got the chance to decide if this was what I wanted. And most importantly, I never got the chance to see Travis one last time. If only…

Maybe things would have turned out differently. Maybe he would have been able to save me from what I’d become. It didn’t really matter in the end, because what-if’s were not going to change what had already come to pass. Dwelling on what could have been was for the weak, and I was anything but.

My instructor saw to that.

The night I was taken, I’d actually been on my way to see Travis, but someone had gotten to me first. Black mask, bright green eyes, and a familiar face greeted me that night on the abandoned road. I was told that I fainted, but I had a hard time believing that. Fainted? Never had I swooned in my life, but I guess being abducted can have an odd effect on people.

When I awoke, I was in a room that looked like a sad excuse for a college dorm. The walls were sterile white and the carpet was dull grey. Not an ounce of color touched the room, and I so loved color. Bright. Bold. Eye-popping. The brightest thing in the room was my strawberry-blonde hair. It stood out against the bleached walls.

Disorientated, I rubbed my eyes, attempting to push aside the workings of a migraine. At first I thought that this was surely a dream or a very bad joke. How could this possibly be real? Slowly memories began to trickle. What I couldn’t shake or make sense of was my dad.

Why had he been with those men?

Who were those men cloaked in the night?

And what did they want with little me?

You can imagine the vivid and disturbing images that came to mind. I couldn’t help but associate a kidnapping with rape and beatings, yet I just couldn’t see my dad being mixed up with that kind of thing. Sure, I guess he didn’t have a stellar background. He had been weirder than usual. Coming and going at ungodly hours. Running around dressed like some kind of ninja with knives strapped to his pants.

Okay, so my dad wasn’t what he seemed.

That much I got.

But what exactly was he mixed up in? Underground street gangs? Alien experimentation? CIA? And why had he gone to such extremes to bring me here? I still didn’t have the foggiest clue where here was?

As luck would have it, I didn’t have to wait long to find out.

The door to my new accommodations opened and in walked the man who would become my instructor. A man I thought I knew. The one man in my life who I’d always thought would protect me, guide me, and watch out for me.

It sucked ass to be so wrong.

I’d wanted to blame what I thought I had seen that night, however I couldn’t deny what was standing in front of my very own frightened eyes. I’d never really been afraid of him before. It was a feeling I was unaccustomed to. My first instinct when he had stepped through the door had been relief. I had wanted to throw myself into his arms, but something held me back. It was that one memory right before everything went fuzzy and black.

The one that was on repeat in my brain: He could have a part in all this. That thought ran rampant in my pounding head as I stood up and stared teary-eyed into emerald eyes just like mine.

“Dad?” I squeaked.

“Emma.”  I recognized his serious business tone. No BS allowed. No time for cuddling or emotional breakdowns. “We have a lot to discuss. Why don’t you sit down?”

Sit down? I didn’t want to sit. I didn’t want to be here. What I wanted was for him to take me home. I didn’t like the sound of this one itty-bitty bit, but when my dad commanded, you obeyed. At that time, rebellion wasn’t something I’d ever thought about. Maybe I should have…

Folding my hands neatly in my lap, I sat on the edge of the cot-like bed. It was probably better I sat anyway, since my knees were wobbling and my legs were shaky. “What’s going on? Why am I here?”

“This, Emma, is the family business, and it is time you took your place.”

Family business? My place? This was the first I’d heard of it, but I still didn’t understand the need for such extreme theatrics. I rubbed my sweaty palms on the thigh of my jeans. “I don’t understand. Why drag me here?” Not to mention scare the piss out of me.

“It was necessary. Trust me. If I could have done this anymore…delicately, I would have, but precautions were a must. This facility is highly guarded and off the radar.” He paced in the tiny room as he talked. Two steps to one wall, two steps back to the other.

Under my fear and skepticism, my interest was piqued enough for me to ask, “Why? What is so secret about this place?”

His red hair glinted off the overhead lights. “Demons. And, more importantly, their half-breeds, Divisa.”

I gulped. Oh boy. If he only knew how much I did know about half-demons. His dark green eyes narrowed at me. Something inside me told me that I needed to kick up my surprise a notch, like someone who didn’t know that demons walked the earth. “Deviza?” I echoed as if it was a foreign word, tripping over the pronunciation and trying to look confused.

That seemed to do the trick as he relaxed his shoulders—well relaxed for the sergeant, as I have nicknamed him—and continued, “I know that this might be hard to believe, but we live among demons disguised in human forms. They prey on us, manipulate our minds, get us to do things we normally wouldn’t do. Rape. Murder. You name it. They impregnate our women and leave them to raise their half-breed bastards. These abominations are dangerous. Extremely dangerous. They need to be taken care of. To keep families like ours safe, we need to wipe every Divisa from existence.”

I twiddled my fingers in my lap, trying to look anywhere but at my father as I tried to process what he was telling me. He hunted Divisa. He hunted people like Travis. And he expected me to do the same.

I gulped, swallowing back the bile rising in my throat.

I was going to hurl.

“From here on out, I will no longer be your father… I will be your instructor,” he informed in his deep military voice. There was no room for argument. My shoulders were rigid even though I knew I was in a hopeless situation.

My stomach fell through the concrete floor as I realized I wasn’t getting out of here or this situation. Dread overwhelmed me. I knew there was one thing I could never admit, that I had to keep hidden for my sake and for the protection of the guy I loved. My dad—errr instructor—could never find out what Travis was. Never. That was if he hadn’t already figured it out. Everything in my body told me it was vital that I told no one what I already knew.

Those first few days I was naïve and delusional.

I should have listened to that sinking feeling in my gut that told me my dad already knew what Travis was. He might have met him only twice, but maybe that was all it took to decipher Travis as something other than human. But I was no expert yet, that was for sure.

For now, I played dumb.

The first thing my instructor confiscated during my training was my iPod. Before, I’d never left my house without it. I was always moving to the beat of music. In the car, relaxing on my bed, walking the halls between classes, anywhere I could get away with it.

Hall High.

I couldn’t believe how much I’d miss it. Being homeschooled wasn’t what it was cracked up to be. Sure it sounded glamorous when you were sitting in a classroom day in and day out, but I thought it sucked.

It probably had something to do with the fact that I hadn’t been given a choice, like most things in my life lately. My freedom and decision-making had been stripped from me. My worst fears come true.

Six months ago all I had wanted to do was graduate with my class, in the town I loved, and study dance at a great college. It was amazing how fast dreams could be crushed.

In a blink, I saw the life I’d always envisioned disappear. In its place, I saw blood, death, and murder. I saw someone I didn’t recognize as myself. I would never again be that naïve, youthful girl. Dancing was a useless dream, my instructor told me that first day…a little girl’s fantasy.

Cruel words from my own father, who was now my mentor.

I was given a new path in life, one I just accepted because in the beginning I thought I could save Travis. But really, there was no other alternative.

Not if I wanted to survive. I wasn’t given one…