Out of Practice Aphrodite (Book 1 of
The Naughty Goddess Chronicles)
by S.E.
Babin
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BLURB:
Abby’s
major screw-up brings the wrath of Zeus upon her head. He offers her a choice –
work for him or spend the rest of her days hanging out in Hades with her
ex-husband. For Abby, this choice is a no-brainer, especially when Zeus says
the only thing he wants her to do is make a love match.
She’s
the Goddess of Love. What could go wrong?
Everything.
Abby
stumbles into an ex-lover, a dead demi-god and the realization that a crucial
relic has been stolen right out from underneath Zeus’ nose. Eris, the Goddess
of Chaos and Discord, is behind the theft and murder and the faltering powers
Abby is trying to keep secret. With Zeus breathing down her neck, she’ll need
to keep her wits about her as she races against the clock and Zeus’ imposed
two-week time period.
Of
course, this is easier said than done. Not only is she struggling with a
budding attraction to a sexy lawman and feelings for long-time friend, Hermes,
she’s also trying to keep everyone out of the path of a vengeful goddess while
saving the Earth and Olympus from the reign of a tyrant. What’s a goddess to do
when the fate of the world rests upon her fashionable shoulders?
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7. Name three things on your desk right now.
8. What is next on your writing timetable?
- Plotter or
pantster?
Both! But more of a panster than
a plotter.
2. What books have influenced your writing style?
2. What books have influenced your writing style?
Cecelia Ahern, Jill Mansell, Mary
Janice Davidson
3. Classics or something else?
3. Classics or something else?
Something else. I’m a modern book
kind of gal!
4. Favorite ice cream flavor?
4. Favorite ice cream flavor?
Coffee Heath Bar Crunch
5. Favorite type of character to write about?
5. Favorite type of character to write about?
Someone who isn’t afraid to be
herself. She doesn’t worry about what other people think.
6. Tell us one thing about you that no one knows.
6. Tell us one thing about you that no one knows.
That’s a hard one! Whenever I
tell my kids to do something, I normally sing it. So instead of saying, “Go
clean your room,” I’ll sing those words in the tune of a popular song. Last
time the kids received all their instructions in the tune of Katy Perry’s Roar.
7. Name three things on your desk right now.
A TARDIS, A Forgotten English
Calendar, and a tube of toothpaste. Yes, really. And I have no idea why it’s
there.
8. What is next on your writing timetable?
The sequel to my debut is
forthcoming. I also am waiting to hear about a manuscript I have out with an
editor, and I just started a new paranormal light piece on Wattpad called The
Hunt for Snow. It’s a twist on all the traditional fairy tales.
Thank you so much for hosting me
today!
Excerpt
Three:
More tears rolled down my face and golden light blinded me
and still I stood there, sucking every bit of magic I could from her. She would
never hurt anyone again. “We are gods, Zeus. We are all beyond help.”
“No, Abby. That’s where you are wrong. Look at you. Look at
the life you have made away from Olympus. Look at the man you are killing
someone for.”
I stared at Marshall, still with his hand out toward me,
green eyes watchful and wary.
“You have shown me things I long thought the gods were
incapable of – compassion, love, hope, and I hope now you’ll show mercy.” He
stood there, powerful in his own right, the King of the Gods asking me to show
lenience against someone who would have destroyed him. I looked away, no longer
wanting to see the pity or the longing for his daughter in his eyes.
I shut my eyes, willing this all to go away, wishing I could
wake up in my bed none the wiser. When I opened them, I turned away and saw
Artie standing in the doorway of the den, tears in her eyes and a hand over her
mouth. The look of horror in her eyes was my undoing. I released the magic with
a gasp and fell to my knees. Sobs racked my body and I couldn’t stop them. The
horror of the last few weeks caught up to me in that moment, and I laid my head
on the smooth concrete of the floor and succumbed to the grasp of magic.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Sheryl
has had a book in her hands pretty much from the time she could hold things
with her hands. Her love of reading turned into a curious exploration to see
whether or not she could write her own. Beginning with random, terrible poetry
and a slightly popular reimagining of Beowulf’s Grendel in her high school
English class, Sheryl ended up spending way too much time in the library, killing
any chance of her becoming a cheerleader or anything even remotely cool.
Sheryl
has a fondness for humorous, lighthearted stories but also secretly covets
bad-ass leather wearing chicks who curse too much. It helps if they’re funny,
too. She writes a little bit of everything but is currently focusing on light
paranormal mysteries. Visit her at http://sebabin.com/.
Twitter
- @hungrybiblio
Website
- http://sebabin.com/
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4 comments:
This book sounds like it has some interesting dynamics happening within the storyline. I'm looking forward to the chance to read it. i also enjoyed the excerpt :)
Thanks,
Lori
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Thank you for hosting! And, thank you Lori :) If you read it, I certainly hope you enjoy it!
Lovely interview
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A must read for me thank youfor sharing with us .
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