New from Sam Schooler and Evernight Publishing’s Purgatory, Inc. Series: Writing Your Own Ransom Note

 

Writing Your Own Ransom Note

By Sam Schooler

Genre: M/M, Paranormal Erotic Romance

Series: Purgatory, Inc.

Line: Romance on the Go

Release Date: January 23, 2015

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

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Jazz Chaillet is your average college student: caffeinating his way through his tough chemistry program, working as many hours as he can at his bakery job to offset crushing student loans . . . and being hunted by a hellhound. According to the hellhound, Pyxis, tampering with dark magic has Jazz’s soul in a state of swift decay. The only problem? Jazz’s studying regimen doesn’t include witchcraft. In order to sniff out the real witch, Pyxis and Jazz will have to intimately connect to one another—in soul and body.

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For a second he thought she was exaggerating, because she was prone to it—a shared quality that had made them fast best friends—but when he looked, there was actually a dog sitting onhis car.

On it. On top of it.

“What the fuck,” he breathed. He popped the top on the box of mixed bagels he was putting together, scrawled Nick/pickup and the date on the top, then shoved it in with the other boxes waiting for their weekly regulars. He pulled his gloves off with a sticky crackle, retied the strands of his kinky hair that were escaping from his tiny ponytail, and vaulted over the top of the counter, heading for the door.

“Wait!” Rosa hurried out from behind the espresso bar, narrowly avoiding tripping on their daily specials sign. Thank God it was the midmorning lag and there weren’t any customers to see them acting like a couple of goons. “Wait, don’t open the door! Are you nuts?” She grabbed the door handle before he could, keeping him from opening it. “He could bite your face off! Or worse, he could get in here and eat the stock.”

“I don’t think he’s interested in bagels,” Jazz said. He looked back outside.

It took a second for him to realize the dog, which had been watching the street with pricked ears like a normal animal, was staring right at him now, its eerie eyes locked on his through the glass door.

Fuck, maybe it wasn’t a dog. Jazz exhaled slowly as the… the thing blinked once, its fur ruffling in the wind. It was massive, way bigger than the K9s the local cops sometimes brought in with them, and its eyes were almost the same yellow as the bakery logo. Its coat was inky black, and its chest was wide and deep.

Hmm. Yeah, now that he was getting a good eyeful of it, it seemed more wolf than dog, but it couldn’t be wild… right? No wild animal would come this close to the city, and no wild animal would sit on a car.

Or, well. Jazz distinctly remembered a few Tumblr gifs of a grizzly bear sitting on top of a car.

“Shit,” he said under his breath. “What if it’s a wolf? That looks like a wolf, right?”

“Could be.” Rosa pressed closer to the glass, her dark eyes roving over the animal. “It’s looking at us.”

“No.” Jazz swallowed. “He’s looking at me.”

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You can buy Writing Your Own Ransom Note Here:

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Sam Schooler is an Ohioan university student studying journalism with a minor in American Sign Language and a specialization in African American studies. She is both queer and genderqueer, and she has found a home in writing trope-themed New Adult stories about people of all genders and orientations. She has a wicked and extremely noticeable soft spot for werewolves. After graduation, she intends to flee to Canada to join her fiancée Alex and escape the customs regulations that keep her separated from her truest love: Kinder Eggs. Jeremy Renner played her in a movie once.
Sam’s latest news and backlist are available at samschooler.com. If you’re feeling daring, follow her on Twitter as @samschoolering to get the full immersive experience.
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Inspiration for Hire is part of the multi-author paranormal erotic romance Purgatory, Inc. Series.

 

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Saving Sam by Me (Nikka Michaels) is out now!

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Coral Moore’s Inspiration For Hire is out now and you can find it here!

Deidre Meyrick’s Heart of Atlantis is coming January 30.

 

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2014 Wrap Up & Publication Schedule for 2015

Whelp, 2014 was a pretty good year on the writing front.

I’m blessed to have the honor of co-writing with Eileen Griffin and have been a part of a ton awesome of projects. If you’ve come along on the ride, thanks for the support and reading the words. It’s been a surreal journey so far and 2015 is shaping up to be kick ass as well.

2014 Wrap Up

2 co-written full length novels with Eileen Griffin:

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1 co-written novella with Eileen Griffin:

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2 solo novellas:

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2 solo short stories:

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3 solo short stories included in three different anthos:

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Coming in 2015:

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January 9 from Evernight Publishing

Saving Sam is part of the multi-author paranormal romance Purgatory, Inc. Series.

Stay tuned for these Purgatory, Inc. titles coming soon from Evernight Publishing:

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Coral Moore’s Inspiration for Hire is coming January 16th.

Sam Schooler’s Writing Your Own Ransom Note is coming January 23.

Visit Deidre Meyrick’s blog for more details on Heart of Atlantis, more details to come.

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March 26 Dating for Deafies, individual release from Wayward Ink Publishing. (Originally part of the Stranded anthology.

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March 2015: To be announced project.

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June 15 from Carina Press, In the Distance, Book #3 of the In the Kitchen Series.

Join me for a kickass 2015!

Evernight Publishing’s Holiday Hangover Blog Hop is Here

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Happy New Year from Evernight!

Now that the Christmas cookies are gone, gifts unwrapped, and your holiday visitors have left, you’ve earned some well-deserved TLC. Evernight authors not only have the cure for your holiday hangover, they have fantastic new books for your 2015 reading list, too!

Be sure to visit every stop on the hop and answer each question. The more you blogs you hop, the more chances to win the GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini sponsored by Evernight Publishing (one entry per blog). Plus, hop each blog for a host of other fabulous prizes.

So sink into your favorite chair and enjoy your holiday hangover!

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Five Tips for Fighting the Post Holiday Hangover with Sam and Zeke from Saving Sam

Thanks for joining me and the two Angels from Saving Sam, coming January 9th from Evernight Publishing. Here are our tips for beating that holiday hangover:

1) Take off those eating pants and go for a walk.

Sam: You’re suggesting the readers go for a walk without pants?

Zeke: That seems kind of weird, even for a human.

Nikka: I forgot how literal you Angels can be sometimes. Take off the Spanx and uncomfortable fancy clothes you may have squeezed into for the holidays. Put on your stretchy exercise pants, go out there and get the blood pumping.

2) Screw the new years resolution.

Sam: Is she saying we should go “recharge” our energy?”

Zeke: ::laughs:: I don’t think that’s quite it.

Nikka: You two have “recharging” on the brain. Resolutions can be healthy. But don’t focus too much on unrealistic ideals that you can’t achieve. If you set goals too high, too quickly it can be easy for you to fail and it can cause disappointment.

3)Drink lots of water.

Nikka: Stay hydrated. What? You two don’t have anything to add?

Zeke: ::shrugs::

Sam: Is water like Vodka?

Nikka: I’m judging you so hard right now.

Sam: Is this an inappropriate time for a “that’s what she said?”

4) Get enough sleep.

Nikka: Yes, the holidays can feel like a season long binge of food, cranky relatives, booze and sugar. Yes, all these things are awesome, but to stay sane you need to sleep.

Zeke: What is this sleep you speak of?

Sam: You know what sleep is. Humans lie down in beds together and close their eyes.

Zeke: Like an orgy?

Nikka: Yes. Like an orgy of sleep.

5) Take time out for you:

Nikka: Now that the holidays are over, take some time for you.

Sam: I have a few ideas of how to take time—

Zeke: This is going to involve “recharging,” isn’t it?

Nikka: Everything you do involves “recharging.” Make sure you take time for you. The constant parade of family members and friends can be awesome. But it can also being tiring. Take some time to do what you like to do to rewind.

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When Ezekiel the Watcher Angel, requested a promotion he wasn’t expecting Steve, his boss and Higher Power to command him to bring back Azazel, Death’s assistant. Throw in the devil in a blue dress, a looming deadie apocalypse and a partner in an Archangel named Sam and Zeke might just earn his Guardian wings.

Saving Sam is part of the multi-author Purgatory, Inc. Series coming from Evernight Publishing.

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“Ezekiel?”

I looked up from my clipboard and froze. Standing in front of me, radiating divine power, was an older man with long white hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore board shorts, a T-shirt, and flip-flops, and reading glasses hung from a chain draped around his neck. With a smile on his friendly face, he didn’t look like the higher power hundreds of religions called Heavenly Father, but more like a kindly hippie grandfather.

I pushed to my feet and promptly tripped over the length of my wings. In my most mortifying moment, God caught my arm and saved me from a face-plant onto the ugly industrial carpet. “Oh, God. Shit. Jesus.”

He chuckled and brushed me off. “Don’t worry. Not the first time I’ve heard My name. You should hear this place around Valentine’s Day.”

I blinked.

“As for Jesus? My Son works in accounting. You should introduce yourself sometime and bring them donuts. Nothing excites accounting like free sugar.”

“Yes, sir.”

He flinched at my words, and I closed my eyes, sending up a silent prayer. To where, I had no clue, as The Man was standing in front of me. At this rate he no doubt planned to bust my ass down to angelic lawn statue.

“Whoa there, partner. We’re pretty informal around here. Can I call you Zeke?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

The Supreme Being smiled and patted me on the back, and I swallowed hard.

“I mean, yes, sir, God, sir.”

The man snorted. “Just call me Steve.” He gave me a once-over, and I wondered if my khakis and polo shirt were workplace appropriate. “Walk with me, Zeke. Oh, and unfurl the wings a little. You’re harshing my spiritual buzz.” Without another word he turned and took off down a hallway, the sounds of his flip-flops echoing.

I hurried to catch up, cursing my clumsiness.

“As you can see, there isn’t a formal dress code while in the office. Most of the staff favor business casual so they don’t have to change before golf in the afternoon. There’s a coffeemaker in the break room. Just don’t leave empty creamer containers in the fridge without replacing them. The last guy who did that lost his head. Literally.”

“Sorry?” I squeaked.

“Oh, don’t worry. We found it again, but the archs get cranky when they don’t get their caffeine. How many times do I have to tell them to leave the swords at home when they’re not out in the field?”

“Swords?”

“Yep, don’t mind them too much. They’re usually more bark than bite.”

As we walked down the hallway, I caught glimpses of beings seated at desks in cubicles. Some were speaking into headsets, some drinking coffee, and one was tossing pencils at the ceiling. It seemed just like every other office I’d ever seen on Earth. Except for the wings.

“This is the Heavenly side of the pod, by the way. Through that door over there is our counterpart. Some of the staff call them the baddies, but they’re not all bad. Except Cerebus keeps peeing on my rug. Damned dog.” He stopped in front of an office and gestured for me to enter.

“Thanks,” I mumbled as I opened the door. I stopped short with surprise, and Steve bumped into me.

Slumped on a chair in front of a large desk was a huge male of obvious celestial rank. His inky black wings fluttered, then folded, blending in with his leather jacket and black jeans. His dirty biker boots, which he’d propped on the desk, were encrusted with dirt and blood, and I swallowed down a wave of fear.

When he met my gaze, something I’d never felt before flooded my system: lust. Or disgust… possibly a mixture of the two.

“Holy….”

The man grinned at me, a flash of white teeth against his darkly handsome features. “Oh, this is going to be good.” He purred in a low growly voice. “Fresh meat.”

You can find Saving Sam at Evernight Publishing:

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/saving-sam-by-nikka-michaels

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Saving Sam is part of the multi-author paranormal romance Purgatory, Inc. Series.

Stay tuned for these Purgatory, Inc. titles coming soon from Evernight Publishing:

 

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Coral Moore’s Inspiration for Hire is coming January 16th.

Sam Schooler’s Writing Your Own Ransom Note is coming January 23.

Visit Deidre Meyrick’s blog for more details on Heart of Atlantis, more details to come.

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Enter for a chance to win Evernight’s GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini and my blog prize of one e-book copy of Saving Sam by answering this question (be sure to include your email address to be eligible to win):

Zeke the Angel has a special talent for an angel.

If you were an Angel, what would you want your power to be?

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Your Holiday Hangover continues here:

Click here to continue on Evernight Publishing’s Holiday Hangover Blog Hop!

Today you can get A Chris-mas Miracle for 50% off at Evernight Publishing

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Holiday and Seasonal reads are 50% off today on Evernight Publishing:

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A Chris-mas Miracle Release Day

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A Chris-mas Miracle

By Nikka Michaels

Genre: M/M, Christmas

Line: Romance on the Go

Release Date: December 11, 2014

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

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Exchange student Drew Clarke should be happy. With a once in a lifetime opportunity to travel all over Australia he shouldn’t have any worries. But when his straight roommate who he has a crush on kisses Drew then freaks, he’s left without his only friend. Alone during the holidays and in a foreign country, Drew finds himself lonely. When he meets surf lifesaver, Scott; he thinks he’s found a distraction in six feet of easy on the eyes male. But when Scott wants to keep Drew in the closet, Drew’s had enough. Will his sexy friend and co-worker Chris be able to pull off a miracle for Drew and make his holiday happy?

“You alright, mate?”

I pushed back my sunglasses and peered up at the man standing in front of me in the sand, my eyes watering as I stared into the intense summer sunset.

“I’m sorry?”

“I asked if you were alright.”

When the owner of the voice blocked the sun with his body, I drew in a breath. Hello, Clubbie, I thought. As in everything Australian, the nickname for Surf Lifesavers was short and sweet.

I let my gaze slowly roam the length of the man’s tall broad-shouldered body, noting the uniform of baggy red board shorts and yellow and red long sleeved top. Tan, with a friendly smile, he had shaggy brown hair, which hung in his eyes until he raised the red baseball cap and pushed it back. This guy was every beach goer’s wet dream.

When I realized I was staring, I shut my mouth with a click, wincing when I bit my tongue.

“Yeah, sorry. I was just watching the waves.”

His friendly smile morphed into a cheeky grin. “A Yank, huh? Usually I find Japanese tourists and Danish exchange students sitting on my beach. You’re my first Yank.”

The dimples that appeared with his grin made me want to yank something all right. When he stared at me expectantly, I realized he was waiting for me to respond. I wasn’t shy, just tongue tied by the six feet plus of virile male.

He broke eye contact and skimmed the beach with a practiced sweep of his gaze. “Well, hope you have a good night, Yank. The beach is not patrolled after five o’clock so make sure you stay out of the waves, right?”

“Right,” I muttered to his back as he continued on down the beach, picking up equipment. He carried it inside the low squat building that perched above the beach and disappeared.

Maybe the next few weeks being stuck in town while everyone went home for Christmas wouldn’t be so boring.

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