Spotlight & Excerpt: Oath-Breaker + Giveaway

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Oath-Breaker
by River Starr
(Shadow Pact, #1)
Publication date: May 5th 2022
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

No one survives their meeting with the Angel of Death—except for me.

After being accused of rallying citizens to revolt against him and breaking the rules of engagement with demons to save my best friend—guilty as charged on both accounts—the Angel of Death demands to personally oversee my sentencing in his obsidian castle of demons and death.

I’m done for. This is the end. But my death won’t be in vain—I’ll die a martyr to the Paladins Order’s cause, and I’ll rescue my best friend at the same time. She’ll be safe and the paladins will pick a new leader. They’ll thrive and continue the fight.

Or so I think. When judgment day arrives and I’m knelt before the Angel of Death, with his onyx eyes, his ebony hair, and his seductively imposing stature, my soul doesn’t leave me.

It soars.

Because when I dare to look the Angel of Death in the eyes, everything changes. And what unfolds in my anger and vengeance’s stead is a thread of events I never could have foreseen.

I survived my meeting with the Angel of Death. But can I survive his love?

OATH-BREAKER is the first of a M/F paranormal demon romance duology full of steamy goodness.

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Excerpt:

“What do you mean you can’t kill me now?” I asked as soon as we were alone. Alone with the Angel of Death.
“I cannot,” he said, his tone curt.
“Isn’t that more reason to swiftly see my end?” I asked. “You need to kill me quickly before they have a chance to mount a rescue. Otherwise, you’ll be seen as weak, won’t you?” About as weak as him acknowledging and acting upon our bond as fated mates to the court. Maybe that is why he hadn’t clarified his choices to his court.
He smiled weakly. “On the contrary, I think keeping you alive will force the paladins to hold off. Two leaders of their Order killed within months of each other isn’t good for morale.”
My jaw clenched. “I hate you.”
“I know,” he said. “But you will not always. Fate has brought us together.”
I chuckled darkly. “Until you kill me in three days. What do you hope to accomplish in that time? Why not one day?”
Had I not been so close to the Angel of Death, I might not have noticed the twitch in his lips as I said that, or the nervous blink in his eye. “We will accomplish much.”
We,” I spat, “won’t be doing anything.”
He stepped closer to me, fully enveloping my space. I took several steps backward until my back slammed into a wall. Curse this tiny room. “You made a deal.”
I stood straighter. The Angel of Death was taller than me and owner to power I wasn’t sure I could match. But I would not stand down or cower beneath my fiancé’s murderer. “I made a deal to trade myself for Jessa.”
“And I let her go,” he said so matter-of-factly, with such an edge of calm that it made me want to punch him. I might’ve had being this close to him not utterly stolen the breath from my lungs. His scent, the aura of his power, his very presence made it hard to breathe. His gaze burned me, through me, as if I could hide nothing from him.
Every part of him was all-consuming.
I breathed in his scent. Every move I made curled his very magic around me, sending coils up my arms and down my legs. It was as if he were touching me without physically doing so, holding me in an embrace I didn’t want, but my body did. Part of me, small as it was, craved this demon king’s hold and power, and I couldn’t deny it to myself. But I’d sure as hell fight it.
I’d already had a mate. I didn’t need—or want—another one, least of all in this ruthless overlord.
“How do I know she’ll make it to past the city line?” I asked, hating how breathless I sounded in the presence of this demon.
He licked his lips as his gaze dropped. Watching me be breathless. Watching my form start to lose some of its stiff determination to stand up to this man. This demon. “I gave you my word.”
“You’ll excuse me if your word means nothing to me,” I spat, a little more power behind the words this time. “You’re the Angel of Death.”
His cold, dark gaze lifted back to mine and he closed what little space remained between us. We were both nearly flush with the wall now. The cold stone pressed against my back, keeping me trapped between it and this demon.
The Angel of Death lifted his hand as if he were going to touch my face but stopped just short of doing so, the tips of his fingers a hairsbreadth from my cheek. “Lucius.”
My brow furrowed even as my gaze darted to his hand. Watching it. Waiting for any indication an attack was imminent. I could stun him, maybe. At least get to the door. But between his personal bodyguard and the other demonic soldiers, I doubted I’d get far. No, if I was going to escape this castle, I’d have to be much sneakier about it.
I surrendered to this realization, but such surrender must have registered on my face, because the Angel of Death—Lucius—relaxed. “Is that your name?”
“Yes,” he said casually.
“Why are you telling me this?” Normally, sharing personal information was a captive’s tactic to stay alive. A way to form a relationship with your kidnapper. He was no captive, and I was in no way going to give this demon king anything more than he’d already taken from me.
Lucius leaned in, our foreheads barely inches apart. “Because we are mates.”
I was suddenly aware of how much space he was taking up around me. Of how small I was now pressed between him and this wall. And although there were instincts within me to run from or fight demons, they were quiet in the wake of Lucius’s presence. Not just his demonic powers, but the fate bond that did exist, as much as I hated it. And I thought he’d hated it too. Lucius had certainly appeared pissed by this turn of events. But now here he was, head inclined toward me. And here I was, my gaze dropping to his full lips. Before I knew it, I was wetting my own.
A magnetic force held me in place, a desire to run my hands along his chest. To pull him in. An invisible electricity seemed to zip between us where our magic met. My cheeks warmed with the growing awareness of how much I didn’t at all mind how close we were. How he’d not dropped his hand, as if he were waiting for any indication it’d be okay to touch me. And gods, a part of me wanted it.
Disgust washed through me with the realization, stifling this growing bond between us. Curse the fates who had decided mates should be a thing, and curse the fates that’d chosen to give me two.
I batted Lucius’s raised hand away and slammed both bound fists into the center of his chest, shoving him backward. Lucius barely moved backward, and his eyebrows rose in surprise, but the motion had created more space between us, small as it was. That was all I’d wanted.


Author Bio:

River Starr writes books that help you escape, especially fantasy romance full of magic and supernaturals. Favorite things: coffee, wine, chocolate, and a heavy dose of books to chase away the dark… or invite delicious darkness in.

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Spotlight, Excerpt & Author Interview: Magic Takes Manhattan + Giveaway

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Magic Takes Manhattan
Manhattan Magic  #1
by Jade Greenberg
Genre: Paranormal Women’s Fiction / Romantic Comedy
Date of Publication: 04/26/2022
ISBN: 9781957615004
ASIN: B09WQGRP43
Number of pages: 186
Word Count: 30k
Cover Artist: Jennifer Schatten
 
She always knew New York was a magical city. She had no idea how magical.
  
A hilarious, quirky, and enchanting, “riotously funny night of magical mayhem” from USA Today bestselling author, Jade Greenberg.
 
She always knew New York was a magical city. She had no idea how magical.
 
What do you do if you tend to attract unfortunate incidents? Make it work for you, that’s what. Take me, Mandi Muscovitz, independent insurance claims adjuster and master of disaster. I’ve made a career out of bad luck. But no matter how good I get, every year on April 30th, my birthday, mayhem always ensues. This year’s no different, and I expected that. What I did not expect was to find myself at the center of a magical apocalypse. 
 
Lucky for the fate of the universe, I ain’t new to this type of stuff. And it don’t hurt I got a hot wizard to stare at while I save the planet from an eternal winter.
 
Yeah, alright, I may have caused the problem, but it wasn’t intentional. And I’m going to be the one to fix it, so it’s like it cancels itself out in a way.
 
But whatever. Don’t worry. I got this… Probably.
 
Join Mandi on her May Day adventure as she saves the world in Magic Takes Manhattan, a not-to-be-missed, humorous Paranormal Women’s Fiction novella. 
 

Excerpt:

Sometimes I’m blown away by my city. Trudging through the tedium of daily life, trying to survive, it’s easy to forget how Liberty Island is so close, or Ellis Island, or any islands with tourist attractions.

“The last time I was here, I was eight.”

“I come here often.”

As we head toward Lady Liberty, I swear she looks down and gives me a wink.

“Did you see that? She winked at me.”

“Maybe she finds you attractive.”

“Ha ha.”

“You should be so lucky,” Jack says, surprising me by having a sense of humor.

As we approach the entrance, I stop. “Don’t tell me I got to walk it.”

With a cocky grin that makes him look too hot to be human, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me in close.

Hello. This has taken a strange turn. Can’t say I hate it. The man is gorgeous. If a golden sunray were a person with an eccentric sense of style, it’d be him. Even so, I’m not marrying a stranger.

With a wave of his hand, we shoot straight up, flying past the top of her head into the sky, and I scream at the top of my lungs the entire time. Next thing I know, we’re in a shrine made of light and gold that shines like we’re standing inside the sun. It’s a big, ornate room suspended above the Statue of Liberty.

“Wow,” I breathe.

“Please try something for me.”

“Uh oh. If it has anything to do with jumping out one of these windows to see if I can fly on my own, the answer is no friggin’ way.”

“Perhaps try something simple.”

“Simple works.”

“Focus.”

“Alright. Focusing.” Deep breath in and exhale.

Oy, I feel like a dope, but I stop myself and open to the possibilities. Hello, I’m in a magic temple floating over the Statue of Liberty. Anything is friggin’ possible. Time to give this a real shot. What if Mr. B’s right? What if I’ve got powers? Who knows?

“Let’s start with something simple any witch could do—I’d like you to float a feather.”

A small white feather flutters in, hovers before me, and drifts toward the ground.

“If it touches the floor, the floor will disappear,” he says, and my heart jumps into my throat.

With as much speed as I can muster, I try to snatch the thing. No matter what I do, it flies away. Soon enough I’m chasing this thing around like a psycho, flapping whatever parts necessary to create enough wind to keep it afloat.

“Magic! Use Magic,” Jack chides.

“The stakes are too high!” I shout as I keep it up with the breeze from my spastic body movements.

“Use your powers!”

“I don’t have any!”

Wait, I know! I pull out my lint roller with such speed it might as well be magic and use the rest of my body to guide the feather to the sheet of stickum. Thank God, it works!

“Screw you, feather! I win!”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I know, but I don’t want to die like that, and I don’t have any powers. I’m sorry.” I plop down onto the gold floor etched with sunray patterns.

He takes a paper out of his pocket and reads as he paces before me.

“Have you ever felt like you knew when the disasters you experience would strike?”

“Only around my birthday because it’s always a disastrous time. The others catch me unaware, even now. I mean, I’ve gotten to where I can spot and avoid them, but that’s from experience, not from a magical power or nothing like that. It’s my job to notice those things.”

“Do your dreams ever come true, or your nightmares?”

“Yeah,” I say with a chuckle.

“Why’s that funny?”

“If I remember my dreams, it’s always boring stuff, like I’m at work filing or some random crap. I don’t have interesting dreams. Never have. They come true, but it’s because I’m dreaming about the stuff I do every day.”

“That’s unique.”

“Is it?”

“Perhaps not,” he says and sighs, massaging the bridge of his nose.

“If I had magical powers, I’d have used them by now, wouldn’t I? It’d be great to be a goddess, but that’s not my reality. And it’s cool. Most people don’t have magical powers. I’m happy to be most people.”

“Maybe we could try one more time. Maybe you’ll undergo some transformation if you find them–”

“I’ll look like a woman you could love?”

What a dick.

“I… I’m sorry, but I’ve had a very clear image of her in my mind my entire life and you are nothing at all like her.”

The sigh that escapes me is unavoidable.

“Look, I want to be offended, but I saw her in Evelyn’s memory. She’s smoking hot, and I am nothing like her. That’s alright though, because she’s a goddess, and I’m just a person.”

“If they buried the magic… Maybe we could try—”

“—Alright, let’s try again.” I pull myself up to standing. “Go ahead. Give me another test. Can it not be a life-or-death thing, though?”

After a moment, he proffers his arm, his hand reaching into a ray of light that shines in through one of the ornate windows. He grasps the light and squeezes it. When he opens his hand, a glowing amber colored marble is there.

“Uh, so, how do I do that?”

“Catch the light in your palm and make it solid.”

“Oh, sure. No problem. Make light solid. Easy peasy,” I say and walk over to the same sunbeam.

When I try to grab the light like he did, nothing happens.

“Maybe it’s that sunbeam that’s the problem, since you already grabbed it,” I say, trying to appease him and go to the next one, and the next. Each time, reality reminds me it exists by laughing in my face. “I feel like an idiot,” I say, and he sighs. “I suck. Admit it. I suck at magic.”

“This is not the way it’s supposed to happen,” he says as he sits on the floor, his head falling into his hands.

Defeated, miserable, and distraught, he pouts. I sit and give him a pat on the back.

“I wish I was her. Believe me, I do. You’re a jerk, but you’re a handsome jerk. Who’s not into me. Most everyone else is though, so I’m not worried.”

“Belvedere says it’s the human body—it’s nothing like living as a god—but visions of her plague me. If I look somewhat like who I was, why wouldn’t she?”

“No clue.”

“If you’re a pawn and not a minion, then the Winter Witch cursed you too. I’m not so sure being near each other is best for either of us. We’re at the brink of the apocalypse.

Somehow, you are at the center, perhaps to create disasters, obstacles. From what I’ve gathered, you’ve been disastrous since birth.”

“Let me make sure I’m hearing you right—you’re saying every messed-up thing that’s ever happened to me—”

“—Is part of a curse to keep me and Flora apart, to end our reigns as gods. Which means the death of Spring and Summer for eternity. No growth, only decay. Nothing to harvest. Only cold darkness year-round. If I die, if she dies, both seasons die with us. Gods are immortal for a reason.”

“You’re a god now? An actual god?” I say and snort. Talk about ego problems.

“I am the God of Summer. Flora is the Goddess of Spring. That day, we were to commit to each other for eternity.”

“But I was born the day before—”

“Of course, the Winter Witch knew what she would do to us before she did it. She was prepared. With you and who knows who else.”

“Basically, you’re saying all the tragedy in my life is because of you and your girlfriend and the old hag who hates you, and now the end of the world is going to happen because of me.”

“Put in the most remedial of ways, yes.”

Talk about screwing someone over. I’m cursed because of this crap I ain’t got nothing to do with no how? Who does that to a baby that ain’t even born? There’s no way I’m causing the end of the friggin’ world. This winter witch can keep dreaming. She picked the wrong girl… woman… whatever. And if I am cursed, and she’s the one who cursed me, I wonder.

“Let’s say I find your goddess for you. Does my curse break too?”

“If your misfortune results from this curse, yes, it would, in theory, break too. But if we find her, Mandi, I promise you, I will break the curse for you. I am a God. When I have the full force of my powers returned to me, I will remove your curse and bless you. You have my bond.”

“Does this blessing include magical real estate? Specifically, I could use a rent-free penthouse with magical perks, like built in cleaning and laundry. And one of those enormous gardens the size of Central Park like you got. That’d be incredible.”

He cracks a smile and almost laughs, but I’m not kidding.

“I’m being serious, Jack. If you could hook me up, I’d appreciate it. Living without disasters…” I stop and think about what that might be like. “I never thought about that as a possibility. That’d be…” Knowing nothing was going to happen to me would change everything.

“I guess that’d be blessing enough. But I’m homeless. I don’t want to go back to Danny.”

“How would that even be an option?”

“What do you mean? I got nowhere else to go.”

“What about a friend who might let you stay on their couch?”

“Nah, I’m not a social person.”

“You don’t appear to be introverted. In fact, you should be far more introverted than you are.”

“Alright, I’ll ignore that because you’re stressed. Don’t you worry, Jack. A witch-goddess, I may not be, but I fix screwups for a living. You’re looking at an expert—this is what I do. I got this,” I assure him. “Come on. Let’s blow this sunbeam. We got work to do. I got a plan. Magic us on out of here.”

“I knew it wouldn’t work,” he says with a sigh, takes out a golden whistle, and blows it, but I don’t hear nothing.

“Dog whistle?” I ask with an arched brow. “I’m not riding no dog back to the city, magic or not.”

“Dragon whistle.”

As the vaulted ceiling opens to the sky, a massive golden dragon glides down and lands, perching on the top of the wall. A staircase of light materializes, and we climb it to a landing.


Author Interview:

1. Tell us a little about how this story first came to be.
—The amazing and wonderful Mandy Roth invited me to be a part of a Paranormal Women’s Fiction anthology, Aged to Perfection, featuring diverse female main characters forty and over. The anthology released Valentine’s Day week of this year and contained nineteen novellas featuring new and established authors in the genre. We hit the USA Today bestseller list in our first week, which was a blessing. I was honored to be a part of it. It was available for about a month before it went off the market. Since, I’ve expanded Magic Takes Manhattan and am sending Mandi, my MC, on more adventures through New York City. As of now, I’m planning on releasing three more books in the series.

2. What, if anything, did you learn when writing the book?
—So many things. I did a considerable amount of research into the magical history of New York. But perhaps the most fascinating discovery I made I use in my book—there really are crystals and gems running through the ground in Manhattan and the surrounding boroughs.

The southern tip of Manhattan Island is heavily serpentine, and so is about half of Staten Island. This blew my mind. When they dug out the subway tunnels, they found all sorts of gems, and I named my main character, Almandine “Mandi” Muscovitz, after a large stone that was pulled from the ground here in NYC—almandine garnet on muscovite.

And what’s particularly interesting to me, is the crystals in the ground throughout the city have metaphysical properties that seem to correspond to the predominant activities that take place in the neighborhoods they lie embedded in. For example, Wall Street is located toward the southern tip of Manhattan Island, which is heavily serpentine, and serpentine is supposed to help clear the mind and open it up to psychic abilities and things like making predictions—a skill a stockbroker could use. I could go on and on with those sorts of examples.

3. What surprised you the most in writing it?
—I’ve written comedy for quite some time, but never in novel form. Mostly, I wrote for character comics and live performance. I had never thought of fusing my work as an author with my work as a comedy writer for some odd reason. But I felt like the world needs to laugh right now, even just for a moment. People need an escape, we need to feel joy. So, I wrote this book to hopefully give that to readers who want it, and in the process, I found myself laughing, escaping the drama of the world today, and feeling the joy I hoped to give to others. It was a blast. And I hope Mandi gives everyone who reads her story the joy she’s given me.

4. If it’s not a spoiler, what does the title mean?
—I love finding magic in unexpected places. But what if magic took over your hometown? My hometown is Manhattan—Hell’s Kitchen, to be exact—and if I could suddenly see the once invisible magic of my city, I’d probably commit myself. Manhattan is a place most people have either visited or seen pictures of or movies and TV shows that take place there. I hoped the title would evoke images in the mind’s eye of what a magical Manhattan might be like. It’s been such a pleasure writing it

5. Were any of the characters inspired by real people? If so, do they know?
—No, although another writer friend of mine, Joe Crawford, is a former independent insurance claims adjuster, which was a crazy coincidence, and he helped me a great deal with understanding the way someone with that job would approach a problem and go about an investigation. He was a huge help to me, and I give him a big fat thank you in the acknowledgments of my book.

6. Do you consider the book to have a lesson or moral?
—Absolutely. I don’t want to spoil it, so I’ll just say a common theme in my work is self-actualization.

7. What is your favorite part of the book?
—I love the New Yorkisms I’ve gotten to incorporate, but even more than that is the Yiddish. Most New Yorkers, no matter what their ethnic background may be, understand basic Yiddish words used in everyday life in the city. It’s a great language, and even though I’m Jewish, I believe Yiddish is for everyone. There are so many great Yiddish words people use they don’t even realize they’re using. Like glitch, clutz, and spiel. Yiddish is chock full of good words I use regularly, and I’d love to see more people using Yiddish words into their everyday lives.

8. Which character was most challenging to create? Why?
—Creating characters is what I love to do. It’s probably the one part of the writing process that usually goes smoothly for me. I come from a theatrical family—my parents are performers, so were my grandparents, and so on. Although I always wrote, I started out as an actress, went to drama school, and basically spent a lifetime learning how to create full characters who successfully serve a particular function in a story.

9. What are your immediate future plans?
—To continue releasing books in the series and begin recording the audiobooks. That is something I am super excited to begin. We are currently in pre-production now. They’re being produced by Audiobook Empire, and I’m going to be performing Mandi along with a full cast of actors, some of whom you might recognize from television shows like Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Law and Order; films like Welcome to the Dollhouse, Requiem for a Dream, and Judas and the Black Messiah; and from original Broadway casts of shows like Titanic and Tommy. I couldn’t be more excited to go into production on this, and that should be happening very soon.


About the Author:

 
Jade Greenberg is a USA Today bestselling author of Paranormal Women’s Fiction with a Rom-Com twist. She lives in New York City with her family and loves finding magic in unexpected places. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Spotlight & Guest Post: From the Deep + Giveaway

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I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the FROM THE DEEP by Kateri Stanley Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

Title: FROM THE DEEP

Author: Kateri Stanley

Pub. Date: May 6, 2022

Publisher: Burton Mayers Books

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 294

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Julian Finch, widower and fisherman, awakes to learn that the bodies of two colleagues have washed up on the beach of Drake Cove. The close-knit community is under fierce public scrutiny due to a long-standing tradition called “The Culling”, the annual slaughter of pilot whales for consumption. An act which divides the nation.

The suspects are the extreme animal rights group, the Fighters Against Animal Cruelty (FAAC) who go wherever the politics is trending. They’ve been harassing the small fishing town for many years, smashing up their boats and sending vicious hate mail.

Tensions mount after a viral video, uploaded by the FAAC of Julian killing a pregnant whale, causes uproar online and in real life. In the aftermath, Julian becomes the victim of hate crime. In order to avoid further life-threatening attacks, Julian and his daughter take refuge in the home of Frank Blothio: ex-fisherman turned writer and political activist who does not have the best history with the animal rights movement, or Drake Cove as a whole.

As Julian integrates into the Blothio way of life, he discovers heinous secrets and disturbing truths lurking beneath the skin of his hometown that will change his life forever.


Guest Post: Dream Cast

If you’ve been following me, you may know (or not lol) that I love movies, in fact I’m obsessed with them. I love going to the cinema or binge watching something on Netflix. Follow me on Instagram @sal_writes and on Fridays, I post about my favourite movies. I’m currently at 49 features (including documentaries) and my list is no way near finished.

I think it’s every author’s dream to have a film made from their novel. I’m a visual writer so whenever I’m creating a scene whether it’s imagining it, scribbling it down or typing it out, I always see it in my head as if it’s being played on screen. Hope you like my dream cast and my useless movie trivia knowledge.

Rafe Spall as Julian Finch
Julian is the lead character and main storyteller of From the Deep. He’s a widower, single father and he’s incredibly protective of his teenage daughter, Emily. The novel is set a year after Julian’s wife has passed away and he’s just about done with the drama that’s been happening in his hometown. He’s a fisherman, a proud Drake Covian, participating in the annual practice of The Culling where they kill pilot whales for meat consumption. He knows not everyone agrees with what he does but it’s a vital part of his culture. Julian’s a proper hard working English man with a rather rough and salty personality. He doesn’t get social media or trends like mukbang. “How’s being an influencer a job?”

Rafe is a brilliant, highly underrated actor. He’s done theatre, film, TV but I think he’s still relatively unknown. However, you may have seen him in Black Mirror, Jurassic World 2 and Shaun of the Dead. He’s played the hero, the villain, the romancer, the funny man and everything else. Rafe’s also married and a parent so he’d be able to bring Julian’s insecurities over his family to life really well. I think he’d be perfect.

A bit of trivia for you – Rafe’s father is award winning actor, Timothy Spall who’s been in big blockbusters like Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!

Brian Cox as Frank Blothio
Frank is an ex-fisherman turned animal rights activist and author. He used to co-run the fishing company Julian works for. He sold half the business and fell out with best friend, Michael Blocksidge. Frank’s caused an uproar in politics and most of the locals of Drake Cove dislike him as he has publicly condemned the annual practice of The Culling. Frank’s a strong individual, unafraid to speak his mind. I admire Frank greatly; I don’t know how he does his job to be honest. I’d be terrified.

Brian is probably too old to play the part now but he’s always been Frank in my eyes. He’s theatre trained, got a lovely speaking voice so when Frank makes these passionate (and controversial) speeches about animal activism in the book, Brian would knock them out of the park. I’d love to see it on screen.
Another bit of trivia, Brian was the first actor to play Hannibal Lecter in Manhunter, not Anthony Hopkins!

Brendan Gleeson as Michael Blocksidge
Michael is the dark horse of the story. He’s the co-owner of Blocksidge and Cripps fisherie and he’s best friends with Julian. He’s quiet, rarely shows his vulnerabilities and he’s been dealing with the intensity of the Fighters Against Animal Cruelty (FAAC) activist group for many years. At the beginning of the novel, Michael is dealing with mountains of stress as the bodies of two colleagues wash up on the beach of Drake Cove and their fishing contract is potentially in tatters. He has a jilted relationship with Frank, they used to be close like brothers but it fell apart. What it was over, he doesn’t disclose no matter how many times Julian tries to investigate. I won’t say more about Mike but there’s more to him than meets the eye.

I’ve been a big fan of this actor since I was a kid. Like Rafe, Brendan’s done everything. Done loads of films, TV, you name it. 28 Days Later, Cold Mountain, Breakfast on Pluto. He’s my Michael.

Trivia: Brendan Gleeson and Brian Cox both starred in Mel Gibson’s Braveheart together! He co-starrred in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with Rafe’s dad. Also, Brendan’s son, Domhnall Gleeson is an actor.

Kathryn Winnick as Shy Blothio
Mysterious. Beautiful. Weird. These are Julian’s words when describing Shy Blothio, Frank’s niece. She’s recently back from university as a mature student and is an out of work artist. She rocks long ethereal green hair and has different colour eyes. Julian’s intimidated by her when they first meet. I won’t be saying anymore haha.

I fell in love with Kathryn Winnick when I first saw her in the TV show, Vikings. Not just with her beauty but her strength and integrity. She’s Shy for me.

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I realise all of these choices are highly unlikely but they are my dream cast. If From the Deep was made into a movie, I’d love to see unknown British/Irish/Scottish/Welsh or Nordic actors audition for this!


 About Kateri Stanley:

Kateri Stanley is a pseudonym for the multi genre fiction writer. Since being a child, Kateri has been inspired by the wondrous mediums of books, music, TV and film. After working in the healthcare industry for eight years and studying for an Arts and Humanities degree, she made the decision to move cities in the West Midlands and live with her ever-suffering partner and their two cats. Her debut novel Forgive Me was published by indie press house, Darkstroke Books in 2021 and it reached #1 in the US Horror Fiction charts on Amazon. She is currently working on her third novel, Bittersweet Injuries and would love to pursue a full-time career in writing.

Kateri is also active on several social media platforms.

Website | Twitter | Instagram | Facebook | Goodreads | Amazon | BookBub

 


 

Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a finished copy of FROM THE DEEP, UK Only.  3 winners will receive an eBook of FROM THE DEEP, International.

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:

5/2/2022

Lady Hawkeye

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5/3/2022

BookHounds YA

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5/4/2022

#BRVL Book Review Virginia Lee Blog

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5/5/2022

The Momma Spot

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5/6/2022

Jazzy Book Reviews

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Week Two:

5/9/2022

Sadie’s Spotlight

Guest Post/IG Post

5/10/2022

@allyluvsbooksalatte

Review/IG Post

5/11/2022

Review Thick and Thin

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5/12/2022

My Fictional Oasis

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5/13/2022

Emmiepooh2

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