tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24475755235800586642024-03-13T11:09:07.081-07:00Kira Saito's BlogEmancipate yourselves from mental slavery. None but ourselves can free our minds.
-Bob MarleyKirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-32893048765345400862023-01-25T04:42:00.002-08:002023-01-25T04:42:46.956-08:00Lured, Spirits of Savannah, Book #2
Savannah has captured a piece of my heart. I hope it captures yours as well.
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4fSofMqmEAsFpaUZIPURne0P88rJHiCsDjRpH1XjFgH-GRK1RwAt6MiM8YLC8HkX0mKjx4tOS5dt0pdNrWeWUNTKU5Fa1kJ6vKz0il4UPI0KjO9B8nubTEwWEmnUYDLFH9xkw2Of3IuIEdncB3SS3S0qiB9DpC2i_M-PxKth1GfESB-LUdTU9RmT/s2700/Luredbook2.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="320" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4fSofMqmEAsFpaUZIPURne0P88rJHiCsDjRpH1XjFgH-GRK1RwAt6MiM8YLC8HkX0mKjx4tOS5dt0pdNrWeWUNTKU5Fa1kJ6vKz0il4UPI0KjO9B8nubTEwWEmnUYDLFH9xkw2Of3IuIEdncB3SS3S0qiB9DpC2i_M-PxKth1GfESB-LUdTU9RmT/s320/Luredbook2.jpg"/></a></div>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-7708743559644141002022-02-07T08:00:00.000-08:002022-02-07T08:00:00.179-08:00Arelia LaRue Literary Tour and Update<p> Hi guys and I am back. So many of you are asking, what is next? Is there going to be more Arelia? The answer is yes, there are 2 more books planned in the series. I do not intend to leave you guys hanging. </p><p><br /></p><p>The truth is, I took a break from writing for many reasons and now I am getting back into the swing of things. I have read your feedback on book 8, the good, bad, etc. I know many people are divided over the book. That is okay. I cannot make everyone happy. What I can do, is stay true to the series, fight for Lucus and Arelia to find their way back to one another. And write a book that means something. </p><p><br /></p><p>I also have a new series out. It is called CALLED THE SPIRITS OF SAVANNAH #1. It is for adults but we have magic, history, and mystery. I am proud to introduce the beautiful city of Savannh to readers with all of its history and legends. </p><p><br /></p><p>Another thing</p><p><br /></p><p>One of my readers is going to NOLA this week because my books pushed her to explore the city that she has always had a desire to know. How cool is that? Very!!!</p><p>Anyhow, I have put together a little tourist post based on the books. If you ever decide to go to NOLA</p><p><br /></p><p>Here it is:</p><p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Literary Tour for Arelia LaRue Series New Orleans<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">What is Darkwood
Plantation based on? Oak Alley Plantation. The beautiful plantation was also
where Lestat and Louis lived in the movie Interview with the Vampire<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><a href="https://www.oakalleyplantation.com/">https://www.oakalleyplantation.com/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">What neighborhood
did Grand-mere Bea and Arelia live in?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I picture them
living in Treme. Why? Because it was a neighborhood in which free people of
color could buy property.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="color: white;">“<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Treme
– as far back as its founding in the 18th Century – served as cultural
rendezvous between the worlds of white and black while its back streets birthed
a music that conquered the world</span>”</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; color: #2f292b; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><a href="https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/treme/">https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/treme/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Where does
Sabrina live?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">We all know!!!
The Garden District is full of dreamy mansions, the scent of jasmine lingers in
the air.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><a href="https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/uptown-garden-district/">https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/uptown-garden-district/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">What is Lola’s
based off?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: black;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The Famous Café Du
Monde which is a legend, <span style="color: white;">“<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">The Original Cafe Du
Monde Coffee Stand was established in 1862 in the </span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.frenchmarket.org/" style="box-sizing: inherit;" target="_blank"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="color: white;">New Orleans French Market</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: white;">. The Cafe is open 24 hours a day, seven days a
week. It closes only on Christmas Day and on the day an occasional Hurricane
passes too close to New Orleans”.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="https://shop.cafedumonde.com/">https://shop.cafedumonde.com/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Where did Cecile
hang out back in the day?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The French
Quarter or the Vieux Carre<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><a href="https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/french-quarter/">https://www.neworleans.com/plan/neighborhoods/french-quarter/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">This is where
you will find St. Louis Cathedral, ghosts, and the famous Bourbon street.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">Talk Soon!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-86952178768519003722022-01-10T06:45:00.004-08:002022-01-10T08:39:39.832-08:00New Series: Called, Spirits of Savannah<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDnRWYNsed0K06sjydYoQJRnwWBHlLA4s_IJVZI2oUrYTQX3bW4zi2ThZ9xsF-m7OWNg7PywmJ8DJsDvvEMC1aF5RGQTxKeRBxkkRAhX6Q3-opgvF4lo0ovs6riAVQT1yoDy_ytz6rdY38E6VdJcOrjiG1m9HEU5hpBrfbpccdcbjehLgdlgk5Sr8R=s2700" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDnRWYNsed0K06sjydYoQJRnwWBHlLA4s_IJVZI2oUrYTQX3bW4zi2ThZ9xsF-m7OWNg7PywmJ8DJsDvvEMC1aF5RGQTxKeRBxkkRAhX6Q3-opgvF4lo0ovs6riAVQT1yoDy_ytz6rdY38E6VdJcOrjiG1m9HEU5hpBrfbpccdcbjehLgdlgk5Sr8R=s320" width="213" /></a></div><p></p><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="animation-name: none; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; transition-property: none; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; transition-property: none; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none; transition-property: none;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "inherit", "serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "inherit", "serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: white; font-family: "inherit", "serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; transition-property: none !important; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;">Sophie seems to have it all, a thriving career at the MET, a handsome soon-to-be fiancé, and an eccentric father who is the toast of the academic world. Yet, fate has other plans for her. After the death of her father, she starts to see visions of a beautiful woman who claims that Sophie needs to return home and take care of some unfinished business.</div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; transition-property: none !important; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"> But where is home? And what business? Unexpectedly, she receives a strange invitation from a mysterious organization in Savannah, Georgia. Determined to find out more about the circumstances surrounding her father’s death and her sudden ability to see the dead, she accepts.</div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; transition-property: none !important; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;">Welcome to Savannah, Georgia, a city so beautiful that was spared from the wrath of Union General William T. Sherman. In this city filled with the spirits of the dead, arching live oaks draped in picturesque Spanish moss, luxurious looming mansions, and men who have impeccable manners and voices as smooth as butter Sophie is an outsider. 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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-18938542441777591752018-03-03T11:24:00.000-08:002018-03-21T07:21:46.477-07:00The Girl on Prytania Street is Out!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-10994183926870007292018-02-06T04:30:00.003-08:002018-02-06T04:37:36.956-08:00The Girl on Prytania Street is out this month! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Finally, a new book!!! I am very excited to announce that my first adult novel, The Girl on Prytania Street will be out this month (exact date to be announced).<br />
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So, what is it about?<br />
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<b>It isn't a conspiracy if it's true...</b><br />
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Kate Givens used to have it all, a loving husband, a successful career as a journalist at a major New York City newspaper and a teenage daughter who was the center of her world. Three years later, Kate is a shadow of her former self. She spends too much time indulging in bad habits, stalking her ex-husband and obsessing over the endless possibilities as to what really happened to her missing daughter.<br />
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Everything changes the day she is forced to go to New Orleans and cover a story that has shocked the entire country. In this strange and haunting city, she starts to see and hear things that she shouldn't. Her world begins to unravel further and shocking secrets that have been well hidden slowly come to light.<br />
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What is real? What is imagined? Who is really responsible for her daughter's disappearance? In this addictively gripping thriller, nothing is what is seems and no one can be trusted.<br />
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-72138544543654922922017-08-15T06:41:00.001-07:002017-12-04T06:00:54.488-08:00The Girl on Prytania Street<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It's been a while since I have blogged. I've been working on a new book called The Girl on Prytania Street. It is a psychological adult thriller that takes place in New Orleans!!<br />
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I have decided to take on new genres and explore different areas of writing. Book number 8 in the Arelia LaRue Series is on the way. I have not abandoned the series, it will be out soon, an exact release date will be posted shortly.<br />
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-70576058756928963592016-08-20T09:03:00.002-07:002016-08-20T09:03:53.501-07:00REBELLED, An Arelia LaRue Book #7<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-21129842508168674162015-10-29T11:41:00.000-07:002015-10-29T11:41:03.643-07:00REPRESSED RELEASE DATE OCTOBER 31/Midnight Nov 1. Pre-order now! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-36317940532172465862015-08-04T07:37:00.000-07:002015-08-04T07:48:01.821-07:00Repressed Release Date October 31, 2015<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Down in New Orleans, Arelia quickly discovers that there is no rest for the weary or for the wicked. With Emilie desperate to destroy her at any cost, Arelia must act like a true Queen and find answers to questions that she isn’t ready to ask. From the spirited halls of Darkwood to the lush fields of Haiti circa 1790, Arelia chases after the past only to discover that the ghosts of yesterday never really die.</div>
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Filled with an unlikely romance full of danger, betrayal of the worst kind, an obsessive thirst for power, spirits with ways and means, Arelia’s strange and haunting world will spirit you away.</div>
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-55806446510005928942015-07-07T17:50:00.000-07:002015-07-08T06:57:32.592-07:00Arelia LaRue Book #6 REPRESSED Teaser <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hi Guys! Book 6 cover, release date and pre-order info will be posted on August 1st.<br />
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only thing I could think of was running. I had to outrun the stench of toxic
herbs and spicy rum that hounded me. I had to outrun the claws that that tugged
on my hair. I had to outrun my past. I had to outrun The Past and somehow stop
it from manifesting in the present. I wanted to run until my bare feet turned
raw and bled viciously. Alas, as Bade
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admit that I was terrified of the battle that lay ahead. I had made the mistake of buying into the lie that
had been forced down my throat since birth. The lie that insisted that time was
linear. Things happened and they forever remained within the confines of crusty
old history books. Society forgot the faces, voices struggles and warnings of
those who came before them and the world moved on. The past is over, but the
present you can seize and all of that jazz. It was such a limited way of
looking at life. I had come to realize that Bon Dieu was much bigger than our minuscule
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sweat turned ice cold and chills inched their way up my back. The tiny hand
that was entwined with mine tightened its sweaty grip almost crushing my
fingers in the process. I refused to look to my side. I couldn’t face her. “Did
you hear me? I’m hungry!!! My feet hurt and I’m tired. Do you even have a
plan?” The voice was getting increasingly annoyed with every step we took.
“Emilie always had food.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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small sigh as I brushed away a wisp of Spanish moss that had managed to creep
into my ear. “Of course Emilie always had food,” I said under my breath. It was
the number one rule of war: food and entertainment. </span><br />
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et Circensus" from the million and one times that Sabrina had forced me to
watch Gladiator. She had claimed that it was the only movie in which Russell
Crowe would ever be remotely hot. Distract the masses with food and
entertainment while Rome burns. A
flashback from our ninth grade history class hit me. I remembered nerdishly cute Mr. Jackson with
his furrowed brow and floppy hair furiously reading us </span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">Juvenal:</span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"> “The people who once upon a time handed
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itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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her tongue at his angst. In retrospect it became clear that ever step she had
taken had been a carefully placed sign prepping me for this big revelation. I
had been so clueless and attached to the material that I had completely
neglected the spiritual. I couldn’t think about that though. I didn’t have the
option of lamenting over the imaginary Sabrina Richards and beating myself over
my shortcomings. I had to take down Emilie and find Him. Who was this mystery
man and how did he have so much supernatural power over Emilie and Ghede
Massaka? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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its sharp claw like nails into my knuckles. “I’M HUNGRY! I’M HUNGRY! I’M
HUNGRY! You’re pathetic, do you know that? I’d rather be dancing with Ghede
Massaka and his smelly sack! Take me back to Emilie!” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was too painful. The product of Cecile and Edmond’s twisted relationship was
forever perfectly preserved in the form of a beautiful baby zombie. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-85580601509662731382015-05-31T12:18:00.000-07:002015-05-31T12:18:26.224-07:00Darkwood Cook book!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hi guys! Sorry I have not posted on here in a while. I figured that Facebook is an easier and faster way to keep up with readers.<br />
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So, first of all, thank you for your continued support. Book 6 is still underway. I decided to put to gether a Darkwood cook book as so many readers love the food mentioned in the books.<br />
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This book is based on my love for history and NOLA food. It contains recipes, history lessons based on the food and character quotes. I hope you guys enjoy it. Out June 10th 2015. </div>
Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-44275285296094902202014-07-11T12:40:00.000-07:002014-07-11T12:40:04.333-07:00Update on the Series...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Wow. Long time. I haven't written an actual blog post in forever. Many of you are wondering why Suppressed took so long to be released. Well, it wasn't writer's block or lack of motivation. It wasn't because I got bored of the series or gave up. It was a case of letting the critics get to me. Letting other people tell me that I should end the series or focus more on this part or that part.<br />
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Some readers didn't get the point of Oppressed and why it was written. I let that get to me. Others said enough with the history already. I let that get to me too. Being an indie author is not easy. We don't have a huge team behind us to get us through times when we feel like giving up.<br />
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I got soooo focused on trying to make every single person happy that I forgot how much I love the series. I forgot how much I loved discovering the spirits, NOLA history, the characters. Finally with the help of some amazing friends, J and Rhonda, as well as my amazing readers who love the series for what it is, I was able to cast away self doubt.<br />
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Thank you guys! I love that you love getting spirited away.<br />
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I am planning 2-3 more books in the series and hope to have book 6 out before next year.<br />
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become the writer of your dreams by writing. Write, write, write. You aren't a
writer until you write, and all the pondering, considering, asking for career
advice doesn't matter until you actually write. Write what interests you, what
obsesses you, and not what you think might interest or obsess some one else.
Protect your own voice, your own vision, your own characters, your own stories.
Go where the pain is; go where the pleasure is. Create the book you want to
read, the book you want to live in; the book you love. And then be stubborn.
Never cave to rejection or criticism. Just keep going until you find those who
"get" what you are doing; and make yourself into the writer you want
to be. Ponder the absolute value of individual imagination, individual
eccentricity, individual discovery and surprise. And remember: the world needs
you. If you don't write the classics of tomorrow, we won't have any.</span></span><br />
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-51098774393466526382014-06-19T13:45:00.000-07:002014-06-19T16:09:05.064-07:00PRE-ORDER Suppressed!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-834976721193766402014-06-10T08:38:00.001-07:002014-06-15T12:14:20.563-07:00The Torture is OVER SUPPRESSED<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-51213111120826672622014-04-09T09:06:00.002-07:002014-04-09T09:06:40.219-07:00Quick Reminder<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Once again thank you to ALL my loyal, supportive fans for your patience. I would just like to say that YES Suppressed is coming soon, no the delay is not due to writers block or lack of ideas. I expect it to be up for pre-order by May 10th. I will announce an official release date at the end of this month.<br />
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I"m so very excited for this book. Lot's of new spirits and insights and general creepiness. I hope you love it as much as I do.<br />
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Kira.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter One<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Darkwood Plantation,
New Orleans, 1853<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">During the Death of
Cecile LaNuit<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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My body trembled as fat bone chilling raindrops soaked my
flimsy cotton dress. A ripple of goose bumps slowly crawled their way up my
slender back and filled me with grotesque delight and exhilaration. Wild wolves
howled, owls hooted and snakes dramatically hissed foreshadowing what was about
to take place. I yanked a thick snake off of a nearby oak branch and draped it
around my neck. A low chuckle escaped my lips as the reptile slithered its fork
like tongue in and out of my left ear. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The scene that played out in front of my very eyes was one I
had longed for. I had dreamed of and
undoubtedly deserved after what seemed like an eternity of careful calculation
and patience. It was vengeance at its
finest and the start of what would be my promised rule. He had been right. The greatest freedom
fighter and savior of the suppressed had promised me this day and he hadn’t let
me down. I dug my bare toes into the damp ground relishing the feel of the pointy
thorns and thick mud that clung to my moist skin. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I hid behind the rickety wood door and focused my attention
on the pathetic figure that was sprawled helplessly on the filthy cabin floor.
She had always been a stubborn, self-sacrificing pacifist. Naïve Cecile refused
to fight back when she could have easily done so. She was weak, vile and wholly
unworthy of everything she had been privileged with and that is why she was
laying with her face in a pile of mud surrounded by an angry wolf pack. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I had spent years quietly analyzing her features, the way
she moved, the pitch of her voice, the tone and texture of her skin. I knew
everything about her. The width of her mouth, the thickness of her eyelashes,
the size of her corset, the length of her fingers and every one of her many
irritating habits that should have made others abhor her rather than love her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What was it about her?
What made her better than me? Was it the shade of her skin, the color or
eyes or the blood that flowed through her veins? But most puzzling of all why did he want her
out of the way? Why was he threatened by her?<o:p></o:p></div>
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It wasn’t my place to question him but I figured it had
something to do with her very soul. Her very spirit that made the loa willingly
help, guide and protect her. That spirit needed to be eradicated. He had promised
me if I got rid of her I would have full control and complete ´power over New
Orleans and a permanent position of power within his New World Order. As far as I knew he never broke his promises.
When I was down on my knees, he was the only one who gave me the strength to
fight. When my soul was as scarred and bruised as my back he gave me the wisdom
to understand that I was more than just a lowly slave destined for a life of
servitude and constant humiliation. <o:p></o:p></div>
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After all, he had been the one who had inspired me with this
brilliant plan. To get rid of Cecile I would need to suppress her spirit in a
manner so brutal that it would never find its way back to this side ever again.
There was only one way to do that and I had done it. Kill the light. Her light.
Kill hope. Her hope. Lucus. And tie her to a soul that will make sure to keep
her in eternal misery. Edmond. I had promised Edmond Cecile but I never said I
would deliver her alive… He would just have to wait until he met her on the
other side.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You see, most people naively believe that the spirit world
is a myth. A fairy tale invented by savages to make up for their lack of
scientific knowledge. But I knew it was real. The real myth was the world of
flesh and blood. What happened to your spirit after death was vastly more
important than what your physical body did on any given day. The spirit was
eternal and the flesh was disposable. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Raataaaaaa Raaataaaa
Raaataaa. The sound of raindrops pounding against the cabin roof grew
louder and I leaned in closer. The crack of a whip cut through the tense
atmosphere. A waft of metallic blood mingled with the murky smell of the earth
crept up my nostrils. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Madame LaPlante stood
over Cecile. In proper lady like manner she adjusted her peach satin nightgown
and brushed away the loose strand of hair that had escaped from her otherwise
immaculate bun. Her pretty wide eyes appeared demonic and a vengeful smirk
danced on her lips as she dished out the first lash. I admired her force and
the way she ruthlessly administered the blow. She did it without flinching
without getting any dirt on her gown. I
knew right then and there that she could be useful. Very useful…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Cecile laughed as the first lash ripped open her skin. Her laughter soon turned to weeping and
wailing. Each scream was more wretched than the next and I couldn’t help but
smile at each and every cry. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I let out another low
chuckle as a flood of tears soaked her cheeks and bright blood oozed from the
gash on her back. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Madame LaPlante remained completely oblivious to her pleas
and continued to whip. Two. Three. Four.
Five. Six. I continued to count until Cecile’s eyes closed. One hundred and twenty three. It had taken
exactly one hundred and twenty three lashes for her to pass out. I felt her
spirit fading and knew that victory was mine.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Hang her,” Madame LaPlante ordered. She gave her one last
whip before spitting on her bloody face.
<o:p></o:p></div>
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The burly red-headed driver nodded as he clutched Cecile’s
limp, lifeless arm and dragged her across the cabin floor. I quickly hid behind
an oak tree and watched as the driver placed a noose around Cecile’s neck and
strung her up onto the tree. Her body madly convulsed as her spirit was
squeezed out of her. Her toes twitched and fingers jerked before becoming still
and completely lifeless. She was a tragically beautiful doll who had been
doomed from the beginning because she had been too self-righteous. She had been
too weak, too emotional, too good. There was no room for people like her in
this world. This world belonged to people like me: strong, ruthless and
determined to fight for what they wanted at all and any cost. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Adieu,” I whispered, as I felt her spirit cross on over to
the other side. “You won’t be missed my dear sister.” I dropped to my knees in
pure joy and held my stomach as hysterical waves of uncontrollable laughter
poured out of me. It was done and I knew that I had made him proud.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The driver gave Cecile’s dead body one last satisfied glance
before leaving her there. I knew that she would be left hanging on that branch
as an example to the other slaves and free people of color who worked on the
plantation. The best tactic to install fear was making an example out of one disobedient
person. I knew that tomorrow slaves would look upon her body in horror and whisper
among themselves. They would bow their heads down further and work even harder
to please their masters and take further delight in their own imprisonment.
Pathetic idiots. If they couldn’t see
how much their freedom was worth they deserved being imprisoned and used like
animals. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You fool!” Edmond’s harsh voice cut through the deafening
rain. It caught me off guard and put an abrupt end to my diabolical laughter.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I glanced up and saw that his icy blue eyes were filled with
an unnerving fire and his usually impeccably combed brown hair was wild. The
gash on his forehead was leaking blood onto his mouth, chin and had stained his
crisp white shirt but he was oblivious to his demented state. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I rose from the ground and took a step backwards, almost
tripping over a tangle of bright purple Wild Iris’. </div>
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There was something utterly
unnerving about Edmond’s manner and I instantly knew that something had gone
terribly wrong with my master plan. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Like a wild beast he let out a low primal grunt and a few
deep breaths before he dove towards me and forcefully grabbed a hold of my
shoulders and shook me senseless. “You savage! You’ve ruined everything! I
should have never trusted someone so inferior! So unworthy! Someone not quite
human!” He screamed over and over again as if he had lost all reason or notion
of sanity. The bourbon on his breath was
overpowering as it drifted up my nose and burned the insides of my throat. His
anger was raw, bitter but full of authority. I couldn’t let him unnerve me. I
wouldn’t let him unnerve me. I could feel his rage burn into my soul and I knew
that despite his flaws he would be a worthy companion. A useful companion. <o:p></o:p></div>
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For a second only a mere second I remind you I was
temporarily disorientated and tears of confusion threatened to slide down my
cheeks until I remembered who I was and what I was meant to do. Swiftly, I
grabbed hold of his beefy hands and savagely clawed them off of my neck. I had
come too far and had fought too hard to let anything stop me now. Remembering
his promise and his plan for me I used all of my strength and pushed Edmond off
of me. He stumbled backwards like a drunken fool and fell onto the murky earth
with a deafening thud. A brown owl madly hooted above him mockingly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Wasting no time I caught my breath and tried to crush the
flood of fear his presence implanted in me. I stood over him and pressed my
bare foot into his chest. It was an action that would have easily gotten me the
death sentence but I didn’t care. I didn’t live by the rules imposed on me by this
society. I was above that. I knew he
would keep me safe as long as I followed him. From the well hidden cloth sack I
kept strapped against my waist I pulled out a tiny veil of Power Oil and rubbed
the mixture of lemon oil, Vetivert, Patchouli and blood over his face. Power
Oil was an essential for any King or Queen because it gave complete domination
over an enemy and made them bend to the will of the user. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Edmond’s body grew limp and I could feel his spirit weaken
but his eyes were still consumed with hatred and disgust which angered me to no
end. The sight of him lying there
helplessly sent a shiver of satisfaction up my spine and I was tempted to snuff
out his life entirely but restrained myself. “Patience,” I muttered. “Patience. You’ve come this far. Whatever
this is nothing but a minor setback” I brushed my lips against his left ear.
“Tell me everything.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Damn you,” he gasped, as his bow-shaped lips quivered.
“Damn you… Where is Cecile? You promised me Cecile!” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I let out a low sigh as I smeared some more of the oil over
his lips, the back of his neck and across his chest. “You will talk,” I said
firmly, as I slapped him across the face out of annoyance more than anything
else.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He let out several deep breathes and I could smell his fear.
I took delight in the way the bright blue vein in his right temple pulsed madly
underneath his pale skin. “My idiot cousin is alive. Alive,” he said, as if not
quite believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. “Alive…”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Alive?” I whispered, as I tried to hide my insecurity. No it couldn’t be true. “Are you sure?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Of course I’m sure. Are you insulting my intelligence, you
savage?” Edmond tried to retain his
sense of superiority even when I clearly had the upper hand. “Where is she?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Does he remember anything?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No. He’s always been a fool. Now, he’s a confused fool.
He’s searching for Cecile. I need to get to her first. She’s mine. Where is
she?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I took another deep breath and tried to think of the
implications of this revelation. If Lucus was alive that meant Cecile, being
her stubborn self, would somehow find her way back to this side. It meant he
would be terribly disappointed in me and it almost meant that I would never
gain all the power he had promised me until I got rid of Cecile for once and
for all. I had to get this situation under control and I had to do it now. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Where is she?” Edmond demanded again, as he tried to fight
off the impact of the Power Oil. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I released him and rose from the ground. With all my
strength I dragged Edmond’s body and placed it under the oak tree. He thrashed
wildly as he tried to resist my grasp but the oil had left him weak, weak
enough to use and manipulate as I pleased. <o:p></o:p></div>
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A small smile played on my lips as my eyes darted from the
tree branch and then back to Edmond’s expectant face. I knew exactly what was
about to happen. My heart beat faster and my muscles tensed in excitement. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Edmond eyes filled with horror as thick drops of blood
bounced off of his forehead. He glanced above him and let out a rather girlish
scream when he saw Cecile’s body dangling from the tree branch. “Noo!” He attempted to reach for her,
struggling against the Power Oil as if he actually believed he had a chance. I
took pleasure in watching him powerless, weak, and unable to move as he
pleased. It was another small victory for me. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I stretched out my arms and laughed as I took in the scene.
I had never felt so alive so revived. The muddy pool of water that had
accumulated under my feet slowly turned a ruddy color as blood met mud. Red the
color of fire, revolution and re-birth.
Unlike Cecile I knew that in order for a revolution to be successful
blood needed to be shed, enemies needed to executed and allies had to be
carefully selected. Yes, I knew exactly what needed to be done. My revolution
was about to start. But first there were
a few minor details that needed to be fixed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I turned around and
started to make my way to the main house when Edmond’s voice caught me off guard.
Despite my power the mere sound of his voice sent a faint chill through my body and I
automatically froze. I realized then and there that I was free in name only but
how long could I live this way? How long could I put on the façade of being
fearless when I was secretly still afraid of the oppressors. I was mentally a
slave living in a self-imposed prison and I loathed myself for my weakness. I
needed to set myself free and I knew the only way I could do that was by
carrying out my mission and making him happy. I knew this thought pleased him
immensely as the rain stopped and the gloomy gray clouds scattered revealing an
inky sky that seemed limitless in its dark glory. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Where are you going, you savage?” Edmond asked, as he once
again attempted to compose himself. Even
though he was soaking wet, covered in mud, sweat and blood he held his head
high, straightened his dark brown hair and spoke with the kind of confidence
that came from a lifetime of privilege and luxury. I wasn’t going to be
intimated by him ever again. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I turned around and looked him straight in the face. My eyes
burned into his conveying all the frustration and anger I felt towards him. Now
was the time to let him know who was in charge. I walked towards him slowly.
With each step I took I drew closer to my mental emancipation. As my feet
crushed the ground below them my courage grew. Soon, the heat that pulsed
through my veins became so fierce I knew that I could conquer anything and
anyone. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Edmond studied my expression and for a minute he simply
stared. Instead of recoiling in horror like I had planned he clutched his
stomach and let out a laugh. “Who do you think,” he said between laughs. “Do
you know who I am?” he asked, as he tried to lift himself off of the ground. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Clearly, the Power Oil wasn’t as effective as I had hoped
but I wouldn’t allow that to stop me. I
lunged towards him and grabbed him by his neck which caused him to fall
backwards. It was an action that caught him totally off guard. I knelt beside
him and his blue eyes bulged as I dug my nails into his thick neck. Spots of
bright red blood emerged as nail met flesh. I was a ruthless animal as I
continued to claw him while dosing him with more of the Power Oil. Soon, every
inch of his pale skin was slick and greasy. I could feel the rhythm of his
heart slow down until it was nothing but a faint, distant drum beat. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Go home,” I ordered. “Go home until I come for you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Home,” he whispered. “There is no home without Cecile,” he
said quietly. His eyes were wide and his lower lip quivered in a child-like
manner. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I sighed and reminded myself that above all things a
successful revolution needed a bit of raw honesty. “Edmond,” I said. It was the
first time I had dared to say his name out loud. It was the first time I felt I
had the right to say his name at all. “You and I are exactly the same.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He scoffed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I ignored him and continued. “You don’t really love Cecile.
You love what she represents. You love control, power and domination. You’re
obsessed with my dear sister because she’s the only one who refused to beg or
bow down to you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No that’s not true... I love her because… Because.” He
tried to unsuccessfully search for a reason why he was so obsessed with
Cecile. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Yes, it is. I know how you feel because I have the exact
same craving as you. This craving for power that consumes your every waking
thought. This feeling of knowing that
you’re much better than those around you and, this urge, that can’t be
satisfied. This hunger for domination that continues to grow and grow,” I said,
as I slowly loosened my grip.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“It’s never good enough,” he said sullenly. He tried to
cover his mouth with his hand but thanks to the Power Oil the words continued
to pour out. “Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for him for them.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Who?”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Papa and Maman. They are insufferable. The whole bloody
family is pathetic, especially that moronic cousin of mine. Can you believe
that he is actually worth more than me? Imagine. Him worth more than me. Maybe
that’s the problem. Maybe that’s why Cecile insisted on fighting for him.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Edmond rambled on and on about his disgust for his family
and how everyone around him was unworthy. I let him speak and took in his words
carefully. It became clearer that Edmond in fact would be the perfect partner
if he was kept on a short leash. He was
cruel, obsessive and power hungry but above all I knew he would do anything to
make sure Cecile’s spirit would remain in eternal misery.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I can give you exactly what you want,” I said soothingly,
as I traced his jaw line with my right index finger. “I can bring Cecile back.
I can give you more power than you could ever imagine, we can live forever but
you need to follow my rules.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
I knew that he wouldn’t ever really follow my rules but that
didn’t matter I had ways and means of keeping him under control. I dosed him
with more of the Power Oil and reminded myself I had to find a stronger and
more effective solution to keeping him under my domination. A trick would get
the job done. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Yes,” he muttered faintly. “Yes. I want it all and more
much much more.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Excellent,” I whispered. “Now go. Go before they see you
here. No one can know you were involved especially not your cousin.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I won’t leave her,” he said groggily, as his eyelids started
to close. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
He was so stubborn, worse than Cecile, but I wasn’t going to
let that deter me. I took off one his shoes and used it as a shovel to claw
away at the earth directly under Cecile’s feet. Afterwards, I plucked out a
strand of Edmond’s hair, covered it in Power oil and threw it into the little
hole I had dug along with his shoe.
Burying someone’s shoe along with a strand of their hair and some Power
Oil was a simple but very effective trick that could be used to make sure the
person ran and didn’t stop until you commanded them to. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Edmond rose and kissed Cecile’s bloody feet before stumbling
into the darkness of the forest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Adieu for now, dear sister,” I said, as I rose and from the
ground and straightened out my wrinkled cotton dress. There was work to be
done.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-58539199838826048212013-10-13T12:03:00.002-07:002013-10-13T12:04:12.297-07:00Ask Me Questions About the Series!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Stalk me on Reddit tomorrow! </span><a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/YAwriters" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://www.reddit.com/r/YAwriters</a><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Come ask questions about the series! Find out what is up with Suppressed and come check out the first chapter of book #5!</span></div>
Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-12688790677950974532013-09-26T07:35:00.000-07:002013-09-26T07:58:46.709-07:00Suppressed Another Tune or two...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
More great tunes for Suppressed.<br />
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Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12788886407009944179noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447575523580058664.post-65079409660796093452013-06-27T13:30:00.000-07:002013-06-27T13:30:13.328-07:00Suppressed RandomnessHey guys!<br />
Hope you all are having a GREAT summer! Suppressed is coming along and it will be out this summer! When I know the exact date I'll let you all know.<br />
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Here is a song that is great for Suppressed even though it doesn't take place in Argentina I think it represents how Arelia feels in this book.<br />
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