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Monday, 26 January 2015

Blood Monarch by Drako

About the Book:

A king's duty never ends, even when his kingdom changes. Vladimir Dracula is one of the most famous and misunderstood figures in all of history. One thing is true, he is a king, and he is a vampire. He is the true king and enforcer of the vampire race. Feared by all of his own kind, he is perhaps the most lethal of the Black Dragon God's mortal born servants. At the same time, he personifies sex. None can resist his charms, save one.

Vax King is the Chosen of Hecate, the Heir of Mjolnir, and has no plans on a mate. When he's called on to enter Fae lands, he's surprised to find the legendary vampire there. Looking to aid the beautiful Fae, Anaya, and her soul mate, Galen, Vax must enter a world of sex of violence with only Vlad to accompany him. Here, there can be no denial, no hesitation. Only truth....and dominance.

A war is brewing in the Fae lands, as the fallen angels rise to lay claim to the power of their goddess, Verlaine and topple their higher brethren. Older than most, Vlad must accustom himself to having a soul mate, and use all his legendary power to stop the forces of darkness long believed to be controlled by him. A new kingdom is the prize, and none knows better than the famed Dracula that the secret to power lies in the blood.

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Meet the Characters:

Vladimir Dracula

AKA: Vlad, Vlad the Impaler, Dracula

Height: 6’10”

Weight: 315 pounds

Hair: shoulder length, brown

Origin: A human follower of Jarel, the Black Dragon god. He was caught in the crossfire of Jarel’s disagreement with a demon god and the result changed him into one of the first vampires. 

More info: Contrary to popular belief, he has never sired another vampire. The entire race descends from the married couple, Vacker and Deidre. He has functioned as the final enforcer of the race since its creation. He is lethal in battle, being one of those fortunate enough to have had Jarel’s favor in mortal life first. He is also extremely sexual, with an appeal that draws others to him. He should not be confused with the prince who became known as Vlad the Impaler. He’s far older and earned the name in a far different manner. 


Height: 6’4”

Weight: 220 pounds

Hair: long, red

Origin: A mortal born witch, servant to Hecate, the patron goddess of witches. He was chosen by the goddess himself to wield the legendary hammer Mjolnir to expel Lucifer from the mortal world.

More info: Vax originally had a bit of a self-confidence issue. Because he’s mortal born, he is not used to the strength and power gifted to him by the goddess. He’s a quick learner, and in fact, had a bit of conflict with Vlad in his first story. He’s the first person to resist Vlad’s charm when the vampire is really pouring it on. 


Height: 5’3”

Hair: long, red

Origin: An orphaned Fae, she comes into contact with Brandon during his mortal life and the two have a son, Theo, who eventually becomes one of the Three Fates. She is actually the daughter of the Fae queen and the very first angel, Apollyon.

More info: Anaya was captured due to her softer and trusting nature in the second book, and the reasons are complicated. Her ties to the father of her child as well as her soul mate, in addition to her parentage, made her a target. But she’s certainly come into her own and is no damsel in distress


Height: 6’6”

Weight: 258 pounds

Eyes: blue

Hair: long, black

Origin: A warrior angel created by an ancient goddess, he has only known war and duty and has not adjusted to the idea of having a soul mate.

More info: Galen has loyalty that cannot be questioned, even falling from grace to aid in the fall of Lucifer. He’s powerful and ruthless in battle, but unfamiliar with the concept of love. It’s taken him a long time to accept Anaya.

About the Author:

Drako resides in his hometown of St. Louis, Missouri, which you may notice is part of the setting of this series. When he isn’t writing, he’s busy editing for other authors, reviewing books, working, going to college, and spending time with his friends and two nieces. He blogs often and is very active on Facebook while trying to readjust to activity on twitter. His subject matter varies as he likes to talk about more than just his writing. You can check out his posts at his website,

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Tuesday, 20 January 2015

HOPEBREAKER by Dean F Wilson

In the world of Altadas, there are no more human births. The Regime is replacing the unborn with demons, while the Resistance is trying to destroy a drug called Hope that the demons need to survive.

Between these two warring factions lies Jacob, a man who profits from smuggling contraceptive amulets into the city of Blackout. He cares little about the Great Iron War, but a chance capture, and an even more accidental rescue, embroils him in a plot to starve the Regime from power.

When Hope is an enemy, Jacob finds it harder than he thought to remain indifferent. When the Resistance opts to field its experimental landship, the Hopebreaker, the world may find that one victory does not win a war.

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Book Review:

Imagine a world where human births are a thing of the past. Instead demons are born. And the government in power actually manufactures a drug that the demons need to survive! Yes, you read it right… welcome to the world of Altadas, the world that Hopebreaker is all about. Now when you live in a world like that, there is bound to be some rebellion and the Resistance is fighting to change the world. Our protagonist, Jacob, gets entangled in the war between the Regime and the Resistance. But will he be able to bring any change into this odd world?

The world of Atladas is unique and intriguing as are the people who live in it. The regime and the resistance are the two faces of this world that are so very opposite that it helps us create a whole picture of it. The world building and the plot holds great promise and I personally would have loved to read more about its history and how it worked. More details would have been welcomed as I felt that the author often took some things for granted and did not give enough explanation about. Then again, when the character of Jacob pops up in the story, it gives us a complete new perspective of a person who has nothing to do with either the regime or the resistance. He is happy ignoring both and staying under the radar to carry on his illicit activities to earn his living. When a chance capture and an even more chance rescue brings him in contact with the resistance, his life changes forever. It was really interesting to see Jacob’s character change and develop over the period.  Also, the author certainly has some sense of humour because the drug that the demons need to survive is called ‘Hope’, isn’t that funny now?

This book has a lot to offer in terms of a new world, action and drama. A little more details/backstory would have made it even better – sometimes a little goes a long way. I would rate this book a 7/10 and recommend it to steampunk and dystopian lovers.

About the Author:

Dean F. Wilson was born in Dublin, Ireland in 1987. He started writing at age 11, when he began his first (unpublished) novel, entitled The Power Source. He won a TAP Educational Award from Trinity College Dublin for an early draft of The Call of Agon (then called Protos Mythos) in 2001.

He has published a number of poems and short stories over the years, while working on and reworking some of his novels. The Call of Agon is his first published novel.

Dean also works as a journalist, primarily in the field of technology. He has written for TechEye, Thinq, V3, VR-Zone, ITProPortal, TechRadar Pro and The Inquirer.

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Thursday, 15 January 2015

Normal Days #40

Molly's Lips

I've been thinking about this song & wondering if I'd achieve Nirvana if I kiss your soft lips, pretty girl?

I wonder if Kurt Cobain got inspired by your sweet luscious lips when he was touring all around the world. Like I want to keep tasting you over and over again. Come to think of it, this rotation I've been very perverted. And I can't blame you once again as I already did before but something have to give.

Come here let me taste you, I've been living in this cold hard world for so long, I need to witness the other side. The side where there's no life no death, just we become part of God from where we have emerged. I wonder if kissing you will give me all that. What would we become when we'd make love? God?

But I don't want to be God. For the first time in my life I want to be enjoy you, carnal pleasure and everything. Being God will keep me busy and I can't lust after you. So I better be same human being that I'm today, thinking of your ripe, succulent body, as I'd trace it, you remember how I like it, right?



So think of me making love to you, while all of Nirvana's classics would be playing or any other song for that matter as long as I'd be listening your moans and screams and whimpers on my mouth, devouring every sound you make, like music to me. And I'm lost, my eyes closed, concentrating on the sensation which is rumbling in my chest.
You're nirvana alright babe :D

Come to me
wearing nothing
but your smile
shy and blush
creeping on your neck
and heat spreading all over your breasts
and let me find where you're hot
and a lil wet
Let me make you scream
as you fall apart
Me underneath
and in your closed eyes
you see stars..

Let's become God

So, I don't think Kurt Cobain mind was so dirty when he wrote that. Mine is ;)
Clean me up a lil, yeah. I need your hand :P
Will you help me pretty girl? In your mind you can say, Damn, but I love you!

(To be Contd..)

My reading list for the first quarter of 2015 by Reshma K.Barshikar

Ayra always wanted to be an Art Historian. She saw herself flitting between galleries, talking Michelangelo and Dali with glamorous ease. At twenty–nine, life has decided to make her an underpaid investment banker juggling an eccentric family, a fading career and a long–distance relationship that is becoming a light-year one.

On a monsoon day in June, she is suddenly sent packing from Mumbai to Tuscany to buy a vineyard for a star client. What should have been a four day trip turns into a two week treasure hunt that finds her in the middle of midnight wine deals, dodgy vintners, rolling Tuscan hills, a soap opera family and one playboy millionaire who is looking to taste more than just the wine. Towards the end she finds that the road to true happiness is almost as elusive as that perfect glass of Chianti.

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My reading list for the first quarter of 2015

Is there a word for an addiction to books? And Flipkart and Amazon have only made it worse. Not only have they made it easier for me to buy everything I need at a click of a button – The Penguin book of witches, why not? They have also made the act of shopping in a bookstore so much more wonderful that I end up going more often than I used to and buying more than I should. 

This New Year I have therefore resolved to buy no more books until I finish at least three fourth of what has piled up. I can’t finish them all- what would happen in an emergency! God forbid I am left with nothing new to read. So here’s my reading list for 2015  

The young adult list- A big problem with writing a specific genre is that you feel that you can’t read anything other than that lest your voice get affected. I don’t want to sound like a psychotic wife in a crime noir – read Gone Girl, when I am trying very hard to sound like a sixteen-year-old teenager. You are thinking- ‘same difference’, aren’t you?  How I live Now is a wonderful book by Meg Rosoff and tells the story of one tumultuous summer in a girls life. The voice is wonderfully fresh and the book has almost no dialogue and is narrated solely as a monologue that never gets tiring. The other one is Hollow City by Ransom Riggs- the sequel to Miss Peregrine’s home for Peculiar Children. Alas, I have started that thrice and am yet to sink my teeth into it, a peculiar problem for sophomore efforts, says the writer who is writing her second book. Go Ask Alice by Anonymous is my third and possibly the one I am looking most forward to. Written as a series of diary entries, the book is about Alice’s unintentional drug addiction. 

Next I have a trio of Grown Up books to tackle. The first one is Alan Holllinghurt’s The Swimming Pool Library, the first major British novel to feature gay life in a modern context. I never finished Booker winning The Line of Beauty, perhaps I was much too distracted then. The plot line reminds me of Christopher Rice’s The Snow Garden, one of my favorite books of all time. The next is the classic Brideshead Revisited, that I am ashamed to say has been collecting dust on the bookshelf for two years following which I need to make a dent in my poetry collection and revisit the works of Edgar Allen Poe and crack open a lovely birthday gift, The Novel Cure, a series of essays on novels. Then there is the Penguin Book of Witches ofcourse, a collection of real life accounts of witches from the medieval period. Finally there’s Gone Girl. Yes, it begs to be read. I am just waiting for that vacation. 

About the Author:

After finishing her A Levels at Bridgine School, Windsor, and getting a BA (Hons) at Oxford Brookes University, Oxford, Reshma started her career as a Journalist for India’s national newspaper The Hindu, Business Line but left mid-career to pursue an MBA at the Indian School of Business that led to a successful career in Investment Banking. After 5 years in Investment Banking she quit her job to travel for two years and visited Europe, China, and the US. She conceptualized the novel during her travels through the Tuscany wine country. She created the eccentric Ms Krishnamurthy, her precocious cat and her dog eat deal environment. Her deep appreciation for the south Indian family dynamic, experience as a freelance journalist and a passion for Italian wine helped create Fade Into Red.
Simultaneously she also honed her skills as a Travel Writer and has contributed to India Today Travel Plus, SilverKris, Harper’s Bazaar, Grazia, National Geographic Traveller and The Hindu Business Line. She is also co-founder of the literary blog, The Caterpillar CafĂ©.

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Sunday, 11 January 2015

Normal Days #39

I'm With You

They say some aches are permanent, some pains live with you and become your breathes, the way you inhale & exhale there is this some fear which keep lurking behind the walls of your heart which keeps on reminding you this joyful time, your laughter, your carefree smile isn't for long.

I hope you see that fear in me, the fear of admission of reality, the way I'm falling for you, more everyday and I know you'll never be mine. I wish to hold you in my arms to feel that pain always in my heart, to know that once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a pretty girl who loved me. May be the cruel fate had it all wrong since the beginning but then I didn't even stop at the warnings sign before going down under to never to resurface and falling deeper in your love.

I'm with you always. I know ppl say some words just like that, I hope you know even though you're wishes apart from me, my heart still yearns for you. I still listen to your voice calling my name and when I sleep I curl around in hope in my dreams you'll be there. And when I wake up my heart breaks a lil more coz I know sometime wishes are just that, imagination of a world which doesn't exist.

I don't know when I'd be back you'd be waiting for me or not, I'm hoping that you won't be there but some part, some lil part of my heart, it believes that you'd be there and you'd say, "you were afraid, weren't you?"

And for that moment, for that smile pretty girl, I accept everything coz when I'm in that dream where you talk to me I'm happy. I talk to you sometimes when I'm watching the waves wondering what you'd say, bringing you out from my soul and watch you laughing and smiling at me. At me!

aaaahhh..the dreams and fantasies I've and realities which are too harsh for my make believe world.

Sing my name pretty girl, when I'd dream you tonight.

(To be Contd..)

Saturday, 10 January 2015

55 Words Fiction

Unrequited Love

He saw up the sky to send a wish so that she'd know how much he love her, he saw Venus shining as sun was going down.

"May be you're far from me like this Venus but I'll always love you pretty girl", he said
"Unrequited love"

He smiled ruefully hoping it wasn't a dream.

Thursday, 8 January 2015

Normal Days #38

A Sky Full of Stars

Y'day when I was out on the deck coz we had a vessel alongside, the sun was just set and I turned to west. I don't gaze into the west when sun is going down but I'm mighty glad that I did that y'day coz I saw Venus. All these 27 years of my existence I had not seen the beauty that it is. Also there was only one star to giver her company, the north star. The star which has been guiding ppl home since centuries & suddenly I thought of you.

I thought that is it possible that for me you're that star I can call home? Or I'm just some boy wishing for something that won't come true. Amidst the waves & the infinity and to the point where I gaze at the horizon I feel so infinitesimal I wonder how come I feel so proud of anything I have or own when I'm just a speck in this whole big universe. I've love but then there's nothing to be amazed about coz it is all you which makes me fall in love with love.

I can't write to you coz of stupid net but I hope you know that amidst all those amazing stars in the sky you're the Venus for me. All shining up in the sky, making me believe that if ghosts of my past will haunt me you'll always be there, calling me home. Or may be I'm dreaming.

Once upon a time
When I thought
You were mine
& I'm not alone anymore
Coz your love is the light
Darkness took over one day
I thought how long will it take
For you to walk away
Coz you'd think
waiting for me
is waste of your time

I sent a prayer
up in the sky
that you'd always be happy
For a spell
You were mine
& I'd never be alone
Coz even if you're gone
Your love will always be the light

So darling, I know I don't deserve you, you're all pretty, with a very amazing soul & here I'm, epitome of all sins. No I don't want you to say that I'm all good and everything coz I know I'm not. And trust me watching you walk away from me it sure will break my heart but I'd understand.

I love the heartache anyway :)

I'll always think of you when I'd look up above the sky, be with me in my dreams.

(To be Contd..)

Monday, 5 January 2015

#CoverReveal :: Garden by Jane Yates

Inspired by the classic novel The Secret Garden, Jane Yates introduces us to a steampunk world of bio-domes, robots and mysteries. Eleven-year-old Aberdeen is so used to being by herself that all she has to fill her thoughts are stories of mighty dragons and grand castles. Aberdeen’s world is soon thrown into disarray however; her parents murdered.
Having no choice, Aberdeen is sent to live with her uncle back on Earth where her fascination into her new surroundings begin to take hold. Untrusting of new people at first, it isn’t long before Aberdeen comes across 3 other children, and taking a risk, befriends them as she tries to adjust to her new home. And yet, along with Maisy, Peter and Lenard, Aberdeen comes across a riddle – a set of clues to reveal the hiding place of a lost manuscript. A manuscript that forces more questions than answers.
Oh, and there’s Frank too, Peter’s robot dog, who completes this special circle of friendship.
Garden is a journey of self-discovery, of trials and friendship. With adventure boundless, Jane Yates follows up her acclaimed Paradox Child trilogy with a new tale for young fans of steampunk and science fiction. 

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About the Author
Jane lives in the historic city of Oxford, England with her two spaniels. She works at the Pitt Rivers museum there too and is amazed and inspired by its wondrous array of objects. Being a museum of anthropology and world archaeology, Jane often finds herself influenced by its exhibitions. And indeed it has helped Jane write a trilogy for children – the Paradox Child series.
Jane is not only a mother, artist and storyteller, but dyslexic too, which only highlights her success even more. Jane refuses to allow the disorder to halt her dreams and continues to enjoy her favourite hobbies. Jane is a lover of steampunk, adventure and children’s stories, which often play a huge role in her own books.

Saturday, 3 January 2015

Normal Days #37

You shook me all night long

So I'm feeling a lil naughty like this song ;) And I'm blaming you.
You know I've been thinking about your enticing scent, your luscious lips, your eyes..god I can't get out of your eyes. No matter how hard I try. And I don't mind being venturing in the depth of those soulful eyes. Also I wish to trace your sweet skin and feel your pulse under my lips. There's so much more but I don't think this is the place where I should be telling the world my perverted thought about you.

This is all I wish to whisper in your ears when you're standing close to me and we are in company, you in some social gathering and all. When every body is looking at your enchanting smile & I'm watching the effect you've on everybody and feeling so damn lucky that you love me. So, I'd whisper all that what I wish to do in your ear and watch you blush. I do love pink on you, you know. It doesn't matter if it is the clothing or other pink things ;)

I should stop, shouldn't I? Well, if I did how would you know what I'd do when I'd pull you away from everyone and take you with me somewhere private and kiss you, devouring every lil moan and then come back in that silly function again acting everything is so calm. Would you punish me later for this? When we'd be home? Alone? Or you'd take my hand and let me know how do you feel about all this and make suck my finger to taste you on me?

I should seriously stop. But again I'm blaming it all on you pretty girl. You do smell intoxicating, you know. And I'm gonna say damn again, so don't mind it
But damn I wanna feel you on me, everything.

Come close
very close
Like under my skin
Like even this isn't enough burnin

Rake my back
with your nails
write your name
as you draw a blood trail
to your heart
with all the passion and all the love
make me yours

Or you can just walk away and I'd dream and smile like I'm doing right now, a cocky one ;)
Write to me what you'll me.

(To be Contd..)