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Humorous, spine-tingling, and definitely a roller coaster ride is Wyntress Nyght.
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Wyntress Nyght Wants a Movie Deal!
If Buffy can have a TV series, if Sparkles the Vego-Vamp can get a movie deal, if comic strips or flickers of ideas can find their way to big screen—then Wyntress Nyght wants a deal too! lol
Chapter One
Rave in the Grave
Good evening, my delicious, little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IVs, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ectoplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DTs here, my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase . . . me!
Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me to sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt.
It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell.
*Gasps*
Did I say, Hell? Yes, I did, but please don’t bother pulling out the crucifixes yet. We aren’t as fearsome as you might think. The only fires burning down here are under the skirts of the Succubi. We did accidently start one screaming volcano of a flame once—or twice—but that’s not important. No one was really harmed, unless you count the couple of drunken Werewolves who were singed a little. Thankfully, fur grows back. *Winks*
Now, let’s get past the superstitious myths and fears, so you can better appreciate where I’m coming from. My world is something like yours, only it’s darkly Goth and sweetly decadent. Here is where the Ghosts, the Ghouls, the Vampires, the Werewolves, the Zombies and every other type of Dead or Undead roam.
Now, once you pick your jaw up off the floor, I can get down to what happened that pretty much flipped my crypt upside down forever a few months back.
I was chillin’ at the Rave in the Grave, my favorite club, having a Bloody Mary while listening to DREADN, our local Vamp band, and tapping my dark crimson nails to the ear-shattering, beat-thrusting—Wyntress loves a good thrust—tunes pumping out of the speakers.
So far, the evening had been normal, if you would consider anything here normal. It was still early, and the Dead and Undead were just starting to roll out from their graves and crypts. Slowly but surely, corpses started to fill the inside of the Rave, dragging themselves to a table or bar, hoping to conjure up something extra wicked and liquid.
Ah, the Rave. *Swoons* Aside from its enormous size, I love how the walls are depressingly gray and how the many candelabras hanging from the ceiling sparkle and mirror the flames of the others. I adore how everything’s cluttered with old world frills and chill-thrilling charm. The Dead who linger there still reflect the appeal of their previous life and fashion, or at least some do, because I can promise you, I don’t. I pride myself on keeping up with the latest trends and styles. Why, I even had on my favorite pair of hip-huggers and web-spun black sweater. My long, raven hair was twisted and pinned in the back, so the tips were dangerously spiked off the top of my head, spilling forth in dangling strands down my curved backside. I wore cat-like eyeliner, emphasizing my jade-colored inhuman eyes. I have a come-hither mouth, and darkling, these tempting smackers aren’t filled with Botox either. But anyway, back to that night.
"Did you not hear me? Are you illiterate?" Starla Jones screamed from behind me. Then she marched toward a table adjacent to mine. "It’s impossible to get a proper drink and service in here anymore!"
Early or not, I saw some of the lunatics still managed to flee the asylum, and in my sexy but never humble opinion, Starla was the biggest lunatic of all.
She died in her thirties, a 1940s film star, and she was not famous for being the queen of good times in any way. Starla’s major mood detonations put her at the top of my ‘Not One of My Favorite Corpses’ list. I had the feeling we were about to see one of her blow-ups, based on the way her lip curled and her unbalanced expression appeared rather unhinged.
"Do you not hear me? Come over here!"
The weary deadtress (our word for waitress) hesitantly slid her feet against the red carpet. She waited while the brass case holding Starla’s imported cigarettes snapped shut. Supposedly, it was a gift from and engraved by Clark Gable himself. So she says, because she would never let any of us lowly corpses dare touch and see for ourselves.
As if the poor deadtress had all the time in the world, Starla blew out a faint puff of white smoke while smoothing out the creases from her silk gown. Something soft and amusing stretched her lips, giving the impression the storm had passed. She smugly patted the sides of her neatly pinned and finger-curled hair.
Meanwhile, the deadtress slouched a little, and I’m pretty sure she thought the worst was over, but Starla’s drama mode always kicks in when least expected. Her mouth coiled open to spew forth something vile.
"Now you little nit wit . . . I asked for two olives in my martini, not one. I also know this has been shaken not stirred. Do you think I cannot tell the difference? And this glass . . . do you not see this smudge? Just because you would drink from a sewer doesn’t mean I will!"
She threw her cigarette at the deadtress who scampered away, nearing tears. Starla’s over-the-top makeup-caked eyes darted in my direction. The intensity burning up her cheeks was proof she hadn’t finished.
"And what are you looking at, Wyntress Nyght?"
Well, I thought, isn’t she just the cutest ball of snot and snobbery ever?
"Only someone in need of a good bitch slap and a morgue full of downers," was my reply. I briefly wondered if she’d start foaming at the mouth.
"You are a cruel and offensive thing." She curved a corner of her lip in some weak attempt at a snarl.
That seemed to be her signature gesture for the night, leaving me to say but one thing. "Oh, how amusing; Sybil does tricks." (Yes, I nickname everyone. Too damn bad she wouldn’t play dead.) "Hey, Sybil, pop a Quaalude before your multiple personalities spontaneously combust." I knew my usual sarcastic, devilish grin was taunting her. "Back off the Dewbies, would ya?" (That’s our word for the newly dead.) "And apologize to the poor girl before she quits already. If you want to go into a meltdown, find someone who is more of a match . . . like me," I gladly volunteered.
"Mind your own business, Wyntress Nyght," she huffed. "I so tire of all this drama. Who knew the afterlife would be filled with such imbeciles."
"I’d say we knew the moment you died and crossed over. Things seemed rather peaceful until then." *Snickers*
She cut me a dry, venomous look, but my attention flew in another direction—toward the Crypt Master, Draven, the owner of the Rave. I’m sure the deadtress told him what happened, causing him to rush over and play typical peace reaper.
While he whispered away to Starla, my sight soaked him up, because he is such a dashing and darkly gorgeous man. He oversees this Dominion called Sheol and is top dog over everyone in the Dominion. Every Crypt Keeper (the guardian of a crypt) must answer to the Master. Hell is divided up into many Dominions.
But back to Draven. He’s a yummy looking Master, always dressed to the nines in a debonair, tailored suit with a red rose stuck upon his breast. Personally, I think he watches James Bond movies way too much—the Sean Connery ones. If Sean is smart, he will live forever, because the day he comes to my world, Draven will be stuck on him like maggots to bone.
Yep, you heard me; we have movies channeled from your TVs. Everything is energy—especially electricity. Tapping into it is nothing at all. You think this is farfetched? Oh, so I suppose Sylvia Brown or John Edwards calling us up on a Psychic-IV whim is acceptable, but we can’t steal a little cable. Puh-lease! Not only can we pirate your stations, but we also have our own news and movie channels. To be honest, I prefer those. If you ever saw our spoofs made of your films, well you’d be rolling over in your graves.
I digress. Back to that night.
"Starla, darkling, please." Draven spoke in his deliciously British voice. "The deadtress is new and I am finding it difficult to keep them. As a favor to me, do not frighten anymore into quitting."
"For you." Her gloved hand grazed his cheek while her other molested her tacky mink wrap. "You really do need to train them better, darling." She gave him a little pout.
"Shall I fetch you a stronger drink, love?"
Instead of nodding, she leaned over to whisper something to him, which I found rather rude, or would have, if I actually cared. Her eyes burned in my direction, so I knew she was attempting to build him up into scolding me or throwing me out.
Yeah, I thought, like her dreams would ever come true.
Been there, done that. Draven, that is.
Hey, the only abstinence we practice here is life.
Draven. Simply scrumptious. There is something to be said about spending the night with a mature corpse. He puts the art in making love, if you get my meaning. And no, fleeting or not, it’s not just sex with men like him.
*Sighs*
I swirled the edge of my glass with the tip of my finger, thinking about him.
Unfortunately, Draven was a one-timer and by my own decision. I shuddered to think he might request a threesome with Starla Jones some day, since they rocked both ways. Hey, I’m open to all genders . . . but Starla? I’d rather have my spleen plucked out. Besides, I admit to being very hungry the night I claimed Draven, but once my libido was soberly full, I had a moment to think about who frequented his bed. Starla’s image bitch-slapped my mind, and I just couldn’t hack a hairball like that up. I felt her crawling, bitter itch all over my carcass, and it really grossed me out. Draven, Mr. Delectable, was a one-time indulgence. Besides, sleeping with one’s Crypt Master wasn’t the wisest of choices. I mean, if things go south, a corpse could be in a very awkward position. Kind of like grinding your boss.
I pushed all thoughts of Starla and Draven out of my mind and focused on my Bloody Mary. And no, I didn’t have some girl named Mary all blended and bloodied up in a glass. I drink real Bloody Marys with a stick of celery and everything. We like our alcohol down here the same as you. The difference is we can’t get poisoning and die from it.
(You’re totally jealous now, right?)
Starla’s fist, beating against the table, broke my thoughts in half. Not even the loud, psychedelic music of DREADN could wash her out.
"Stop staring at me, Wyntress!" she shouted. "See, I told you she was harassing me!" She clung to Draven as if I were some crazy corpse stalker, (corpses who stalk a certain corpse).
She wished.
Okay, I did decide to sit there and gawk, because I knew by doing so I would annoy her to no end. But, was there anything—being purposely annoying, that is—in it for me? I mean, nothing would have given me a bigger laugh than to watch her completely lose what little sanity she had left, ending in a reenactment of her own death. But the thing is, once you’ve seen Sybil break down, it’s like a movie you’ve watched way too many times. Eventually, it loses its entertainment value, and unfortunately, I bore real damn easy.
Oh, what the virgin, I thought. If I can’t torment her then what good am I? And when I spied the deadtress hiding in the corner bleeding tears, because Starla can be the empty end of a Prozac prescription, well, let’s say that drove the final nail in the coffin of my decision.
"Hey, Starla." I smiled brightly, purposely coaxing her. "Did you smell the best of me on Draven’s sheets?"
"Wyntress Nyght, you filthy little . . . ."
"Oh, Starla, stop." I waved my hand, flashing a lighthearted and playful look. "Flattery will get you, and only you, absolutely nowhere."
"Flattery!" She leaped from her seat into a fighting stance, raised her untouched drink, and began to throw it.
Draven—moving quickly but oh-so-gently—grabbed the glass and her hand, bringing them both slowly downward. Then he gave me a scolding look, but couldn’t stress it deep enough, no doubt because the memories of Wyntress Nyght making his eyes roll into the back of his head were still fresh in his mind.
Am I a mind reader? Hey, I can sense these things. Once you’re lucky enough to have me, there is no forgetting it.
*Snap, snap, and snap*
"Wyntress, our relationship is an open one." He meant him and Sybil, sure as hell not me and him. "Please do not upset her. You know how fragile she is."
"Fragile my achin’ ass," I scoffed.
And with that, Starla began to charge my table with cheeks redder than crimson and matching stained lips, which were pulled back in her ugliest scowl. Her nails were ready to claw my exotic flesh off . . . .
That is until the doors to the club buckled off their hinges, and she, like everyone else, came to a dead halt. With a loud clash of instruments, and a few sudden fearful shrieks belted by some Crypt Groupies hugging the stage, the Wolves of mayhem descended upon us.
Why, I might have even wet my knickers if I bothered to wear any. *Winks*.
©C.H. Scarlett
Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack
Book I
Exes & Hexes
Genre: Paranormal, Fantasy, Dark Satire/Humor
Publisher:Noble Romance Publishing –Dare to be Different!
Release Date: June 14, 2010
ISBN# 9781605921198
Pages: 271
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Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack Catches Her First Review From Goodreads!
And I quote: Third, this would make a great TV show and/or movie. The descriptiveness of the novel wasn’t overdone, but I could vividly picture all of it in my head. I’m not a visual person, so that was a refreshing change. The cast of characters and the setting are complex enough to support multiple seasons of episodes. This would satisfy the inevitable cravings to explore Wyntress’s world. This is a book I could read over again and I’d probably like it even more. I’m a picky reader, so I can’t say that about many books.
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Inspiration: When people think of summertime, they often imagine sunsets, oceans, or lakes of blue. I don’t. I think of moonlit summer nights, starry skies, fireflies, hazy dreams, wishes, lovers secretly meeting within the shadows, and all sorts of magical things. That’s what inspired this wallpaper. If you like it, then please share it with all of your friends. And if you really like it, keep checking back because I think I’m going to make this a Free Wallpaper without the Calendar part just so people can use it whenever.
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Great Article "Thick Skin".
My comments are based on the following article by Brynneth over at The Pagan and the Pen:
Posted on June 24, 2010 by brynneth
It’s one of the first pieces of advice new authors tend to hear – you’re going to need a thick skin. I watched with interest a facebook debate yesterday, talking about harsh criticism and a tough industry, stinging knockbacks, and critiques that rip your work to shreds. A surprising number of folks saw these…CLICK TO READ MORE.
I have had some time to think about this one because it’s the world I live in. And while this topic keeps coming up among authors or anyone struggling in this business, I do have my own opinions.
I do think people need to grow a thick skin if they are going to be in the Publishing Industry, but not because of publishing itself, but because of those who are mingling in the circle as well.
I was warned when I got into this business of two things…
First, forget about making a decent living anytime soon. And second, that I needed a thick skin.
I even joined HUGE writing groups that claimed their focus was to help Writers figure out the business AND to show or share some of the ropes, do’s and don’ts. They’d have helpful exercising, critique groups, and even had us submit pieces of our work just so they could go through our words and suggest corrections. However, the plan was, and they would warn up front that they wouldn’t be ‘NICE’ about it and would be doing their corrections IN A SNARKY, HORRIBLE way, because THEY claimed this is what would happen to us once we were professionally published or once we started submitting to agents, etc. Their goal was to give us that ‘thick skin’ in which Brynneth at The Pagan and the Pen spoke about. And they even claimed, in their experience that they had submitted to pubs and or magazines and had their own work ripped and insulted left and right. So this was ‘their way’ of preparing us for that. And I thought, this must be catching on because more and more Authors are now taking that attitude in other critique groups. When a writer would submit something, they’d get tackled with a short or long, but very snarky reply.
Hmmm, maybe there is something to this?
WRONG. Least not in my universe. Although like every other writer out there, I fell for this one too. Heck, I am from a generation that worked mundane jobs where the bosses would yell and scream at us, even verbally abuse us and we, the employee, took it because we thought this is what we have to deal with in order to get our paychecks.
WRONG AGAIN. And sooner or later, we wake up, tell them where to shove that job and quit.
It’s no different in publishing. No matter how much or how little you are getting paid, no one has the right to rip you a new one. The Employer that doesn’t, actually gets better results. A happy Employee is a productive one.
In all honesty, I have submitted to thousands of places and I have had thousands of rejections like everyone else. You do need a thick skin for that . But not ONCE did a PROFESSIONAL Agent or Publisher rip me to shreds as to WHY they refused to accept my work. Sometimes it was a very formal rejection and then sometimes, I got lucky, and someone took the time to explain WHY. But not once were they ugly about it. And you know what? If they did, then I’d be the one rejecting them, blogging about them, and telling every other Author why they SHOULDN’T submit their work to them. lol I won’t work for a boss that degrades me… anymore…period. Those days are long gone and people are beginning to realize that they don’t have to work for the DEVIL either. lol
And once I stopped believing the bad advice out there, my career started to change. You see, I fell for a lot of the BS. I began to believe that I needed to be thankful for whatever Publisher decided to take a risk on me. And I needed to take any crap that they dished out just so my written words could be published.
WRONG. And when I got that through my head, and started to research publishers down to the bone, and got picky about who represented ME, that’s when things started to change.
Right now, and concerning all future projects of mine, I am with Noble Romance Publishing (Dare to be Different) . I have to be honest, when I first submitted and was accepted, I was shaking in my shoes. I wanted them because they were tough, thorough, and dedicated to putting out the best, most professionally polished products out there that they could get their hands on. They wanted different (as their logo is Dare to be Different) and I believed we were the perfect mesh.
I heard Jill Noble carried a whip with salt-dipped razors (concerning edits etc) and that by the end of the day she’d have me dizzy because she didn’t play around. Well, part of that is true. She doesn’t play around. She walks a strict line when it comes to editing, promoting, and so on. She finds out what WE, the authors are good at, and then she demands it. She doesn’t let us sell ourselves short.
So if a hardcore Publisher is out there that demands that their product measures up to all standards professionally, yet doesn’t slaughter their Authors left and right, then maybe, just maybe that’s not WHY we need a thick skin.
I think the only time Authors need a ‘thick skin’ is when dealing with other authors, certain writing groups, and certain editors that should NOT be editing. Then there are contests where people feel that you have paid them your 25 dollar submission fee, so they have now been paid to rip you a new one??? lol
Its because of that, that writers need a thick skin. Because THEN you need to see through it and turn your back on what has been said.
As far as review sites, which Brynneth also skims, my best advice is to research them up and down. Read past reviews. If they are KNOWN to be negative, take note as to HOW they are negative. Are they being smart asses about it? Or are they trying to give constructive criticism as a reader and what stumped them personally??? Do they ALSO STATE THE POSITIVE of the book? Is it well balanced? Who are the reviewers?
See, that’s the hard part. We don’t know. A lot of times Authors take secret names and review. Now some of those Authors do a great job, but then others, well, they attack books for the flaws they see or fear in themselves.
And then Authors need to step back and CALMLY look at the negative while ALSO processing the positive. I’ve seen authors so wound up, so paranoid that a review site is going to slaughter them, so mentally prepared that they don’t even see the positive. We do that to ourselves, you know. We have a tendency to drag our feet on our flaws but forget so easily what makes us great. And we also forget one important thing…obviously we deserve to be here because WE made it past the SLUSH and REJECTION piles.
I have also seen review sites who seem to make their fame by being sarcastic, horrible reviewers.
So my advice is…people…stop submitting your work to them. And if they BUY your book and review it, just never fly over and look and be happy that you made a sale. And if you DO LOOK, think of it as ALL publicity is good publicity.
So yes, I believe we need a thick skin…but usually only when it comes to dealing with our own. And as I said before, Authors need to take back their places in the Food Chain. Don’t let anyone tear you down. Choose your circles wisely, and choose the pubs YOU want.
The article is great and as I said before, got me thinking on an issue that keeps coming up.
Wishing you all the best of luck,
C.H. SCARLETT
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Those who helped Wyntress Nyght to be born…
My adrenaline is flying so high right now over Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack being released today by Noble Romance Publishing, that I just HAD to make note of those who helped make it happen. See, one day I sat down and started a new manuscript…having no real idea what I was conjuring up or putting down. Out came Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack, and like a woman possessed, I just started chiming out chapter after chapter after chapter. It became the most fun I had in ages. I think the sky could have fell on me while writing that book but in no way could I have been bummed out about it. It was a true rush.
But then came time to publish it. Who would I pick to submit the book too? I had to REALLY research publishers this time around because it would take a special one, as special as Wyntress Nyght’s voice, to take on this series.
I knew the publisher I wanted, and had followed their growth for sometime. I heard their editors were stricter than a bunch of catholic nuns during prayer…and I wanted it…I wanted that soooooo bad. But I didn’t know if my book was up to their standards…or maybe it was too far out there…maybe the strong voice I thought Wyntress had would intimidate others. Not that I could see that happening but when it comes to publishing, you never really know.
So I submitted Wyntress Nyght anyway, to Noble Romance Publishing, and believe me, I was biting my nails the whole time. See, in my mind if they didn’t accept it, then I had failed in putting a spotlight on Wyntress. That I had failed in making her come alive like no other.
But damn it if they didn’t accept and on a partial too. I was leaping for joy, even though I knew the hard work would begin. See, at first, Jill Noble wanted certain changes to the ending which meant I had to change certain things all the way through, and then she sent me a pre-edit sheet. That alone made me dizzy and as scared as I was that I might mess it up, I was still so very excited. Biting my lip, wiping my brow, struggling to figure it all out…I knew it was worth it. At times, I wondered how many times did Jill regret accepting my book because her standards are so high, and here I forgot to remove a dangling modifier or messed up how many tenses?
And then came my first round of edits with Alison. There wasn’t a page that didn’t have red. There wasn’t;t a page without a comment asking me to explain or pushing me to do better. And after four rounds of edits–and then one final round from Jill Noble, Wyntress Nyght was ready to take on the world.
When I didn’t dare dream of publishing a book, I never knew the actual process, so I know many out there are the same. Let me tell you, some publishers work so hard on putting the best stuff out there, that the steps they take are mind-blowing.
All I know is… I didn’t get here alone. I have a GREAT publisher and I had two very awesome editors. I heard horror stories from other writers on how editors try to crush your voice or how they rip you to shreds and make you feel like you’re lower than dirt…not so with Noble. And I am sure my manuscript had some pretty typical and stupid mistakes…but not once was I torn down.
As of today, Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack, lives and breathes. And it does so because I had the best team working with me to make it shine.
Will I be a millionaire from this book? I could care less lol…but I think this series will take the world by storm simply because Wyntress Nyght doesn’t have a whisper in her entire body. And I know she is what she is…because so many helped me make it happen.
So here is to Noble Romance Publishing. If you are looking for ‘different’ and if you are looking for a small publisher who can hold their own with New York, if not more so professionally…check them out. I promise, you won’t be disappointed.
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"Good evening my delicious little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght, here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IVs, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ectoplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DTs here, my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase . . . me! Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me to sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt. It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell."
*Gasps* Did she say Hell?
That she did, so flip a page and you’ll realize what a hilarious but darkly adventurous thrill ride Hell can be. And who knew it would have all started with an ex-Fanger and the kidnapping of his new coffin screamer. Toss in a lusty Were, a mischievous Zombie, a Dominion of Chaos, some too-damn-sexy Demons, a mysteriously malicious and hidden plot, plus whatever other zany characters of Hell pop up, and we have the reasons why there’s never a boring moment in the death of Wyntress Nyght!
Now, grab a dry pair of knickers just in case yours get moist from laughing, and open the book already. Wyntress hates to be left waiting by the grave!
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Paranormal, Humor….
Blurb:
"Good evening my delicious little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght, here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IVs, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ectoplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DTs here, my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase . . . me! Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me to sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt. It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell."
*Gasps* Did she say Hell?
CLICK TO READ MORE!!!!!!! AND check out the Excerpt!
Check out the Book Trailer too if you have time!!!!
Scroll to the bottom of the page for Book Trailer!!!!
ALONG WITH Magnolia Heat–A Gay Fiction, Noble Romance by Keta Diablo!!! She has a release tonight as well so don’t forget to check it out too!!!!!!
Free Wyntress Nyght Desktop Wallpaper
Preview:
Please do NOT save the preview and try to use it on your desktop—it will not work. You CAN save it and use it on your phone, IPOD, or MP3 players though.
Anyway, if you dig the fiery setting above, then you can thank Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack because I used the art that went into making her cover. (Also check the blog because we have a Calendar—March—made of this as well)
Now for the sizes:
Pick the size below that you want—click the link and you will be taken to my Photobucket album where you can RIGHT CLICK AND SAVE. Once you save it to your computer, simply go into the file you have it, right click again and choose SET AS DESKTOP WALLPAPER.
Or you click START, SETTINGS, CONTROL Panel, and go into your desktop from there, manually putting it on.
Let me know if you like these so I can make sure to create more next month (with different art of course). Oh, and you add your own calendar info to these AND can share ALL you want…just make sure to share the originals, ok? Thank you so much!
Also, if your desktop size is not below, and its a common one I’ve missed, shout at me, so I can start making those sizes.
ENJOY!!!!
March 2010 Desktop Wallpaper Calendar!!!!!!
I’ve got a HUGE treat for everyone. If you like the art used for March’s calendar, (below) then watch for the next post where you can get it without the Calendar portion.
Now for our preview for March!!!!!!!!!!
*drum roll* please!
Also, do NOT right click and save the preview above—it will not look good on your desktop since the size is too small.
For sizes, scroll after reading info listed below…
I have been freezing my fanny off! What about you? So this month, I decided to heat things up especially since Spring Equinox will be hitting us and hopefully, bringing with it some WARMER weather!
Anyway, if you dig the fiery setting above, then you can thank Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack because I used the art that went into making her cover.
Now for the sizes:
Pick the size below that you want—click the link and you will be taken to my Photobucket album where you can RIGHT CLICK AND SAVE. Once you save it to your computer, simply go into the file you have it, right click again and choose SET AS DESKTOP WALLPAPER.
Or you click START, SETTINGS, CONTROL Panel, and go into your desktop from there, manually putting it on.
Let me know if you like these so I can make sure to create more next month (with different art of course). Oh, and you add your own calendar info to these AND can share ALL you want…just make sure to share the originals, ok? Thank you so much!
Also, if your desktop size is not below, and its a common one I’ve missed, shout at me, so I can start making those sizes.
Notice the flaming moon art announcing moon phases. I just loved those!
Also take note, since I am making so many of these now, I have made a new category for them—Desktop Wallpapers—but only this month will be under there since the category is new.
Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack Book Trailer
lol I just finished the Book Trailer for Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack
Book One: Exes & Hexes
Paranormal, Dark Satire, Erotic Romance
Shout at me and let me know what you think. I’m so tired now. It’s been a long crazy week, sheesh!
Oh and check this out!!! The Official Book Cover!
Book Blurb:
“Good evening my delicious little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IV’s, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ecotplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DT’s here my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase… me! Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me too sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt. It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell.”
*Gasps* Did she say Hell? That she did, and a few pages later, you’ll realize what a hilarious but darkly adventurous thrill ride Hell can be. And who knew it would have all started with an ex-Fanger and the kidnapping of his new coffin screamer. Toss in a lusty Were, a mischievous Zombie, a Dominion of Chaos, some too-damn-sexy Demons, a mysterious malicious and hidden plot, plus whatever other zany characters of Hell pop up, and we have the makings as to why there’s never a boring moment in the death of Wyntress Nyght!
Now, grab a dry pair of knickers just in case yours get moist from laughing, and open the book already. Wyntress hates to be left waiting by the grave!
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Introducing Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack!
Would you like to meet Wyntress Nyght from my brand new series Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack?
Blurb:
“Good evening my delicious little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IV’s, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ecotplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DT’s here my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase… me! Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me too sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt. It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell.”
*Gasps* Did she say Hell?
That she did, so flip a page and you’ll realize what a hilarious but darkly adventurous thrill ride Hell can be. And who knew it would have all started with an ex-Fanger and the kidnapping of his new coffin screamer. Toss in a lusty Were, a mischievous Zombie, a Dominion of Chaos, some too-damn-sexy Demons, a mysterious malicious and hidden plot, plus whatever other zany characters of Hell pop up, and we have the makings as to why there’s never a boring moment in the death of Wyntress Nyght!
Now, grab a dry pair of knickers just in case yours get moist from laughing, and open the book already. Wyntress hates to be left waiting by the grave!
Coming Soon at Noble Romance Publishing in 2010!
Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack
Book One:
Exes & Hexes
Genre: Dark Satire, Paranormal, Erotic Romance
Are you ready for one hell of a hilarious time?
This book is not suitable for anyone under 18.
Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack Has A Publisher!!!!
I tell ya, I am jumping up and down. Now earlier, this was an incredible thing, but now, its bad since I need to get to bed lol.
Anyway, I just wanted to shout that Wyntress Nyght, my Paranormal, Dark Satire, has found a publisher. I suppose her voice was strong after all.
I submitted to ten agents, and three pubs a week ago? Anyway, one agent rejected me thus far. I didn’t even have a chance to hear back from everyone because this morning, Jill from Noble Romance Publishing asked me if I was willing to make a few changes and ah, YEAH!
She didn’t need to ask me twice. Maybe I should have waited for the others to get back to me but I have researched Noble Romance left and right. I have spoken to their authors, checked P&E and everything I saw impressed me to no end. Then, when she sent me a contract to look over, that also rocked my world. Very professional, protecting not them but also ME. I even got an advance…my VERY first advance.
*sighs* Its a good day.
I suppose I should throw forth a blurb and all that but my excitement has wore me plum out. So I am off to bed, if I can sleep, because I am so wound up but I need to at least try. Because tomorrow, oh yes tomorrow, I have to start making changes to my manuscript.
Skips off singing *Merry Christmas to me, Merry Christmas to me…..
Mock Cover for ‘Wyntress Nyght’
The mock cover is done for my new Dark Satire, Paranormal. Hopefully will find her a home soon. I loved the cover so much. I went ahead and made a desktop wallpaper out of it.
Wyntress Nyght’s Supernatural Crack : Exes & Hexes
Blurb:
"Good evening my delicious little darklings of darkness. Wyntress Nyght here, serving up your forbidden dose of supernatural crack. So hook up your IV’s, roll up the psychic and toke her, or offer up your shot glass for some ecotplasmic delight. For I have the phantasmal kick you have all been jonzing for. No DT’s here my darklings, only the monster of all dragons for you to chase… me! Now, for those readers who are new to my witch-board of communications, allow me too sinfully boast a little about the place I haunt. It’s the Other World, the Underworld, or a label I am rather fond of and prefer, Hell."
*Gasps* Did she say Hell?
That she did, so flip a page and you’ll realize what a hilarious but darkly adventurous thrill ride Hell can be. And who knew it would have all started with an ex-Fanger and the kidnapping of his new coffin screamer. Toss in a lusty Were, a mischievous Zombie, a Dominion of Chaos, some too-damn-sexy Demons, a mysterious malicious and hidden plot, plus whatever other zany characters of Hell pop up, and we have the makings as to why there’s never a boring moment in the death of Wyntress Nyght!
Now, grab a dry pair of knickers just in case yours get moist from laughing, and open the book already. Wyntress hates to be left waiting by the grave!
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