Wednesday, March 26, 2025

Author Interview- Between Heaven and Saturn by Idalita Wright Raso


Tell us a little about your latest or upcoming release.

Between Heaven and Saturn Book Two, Felipe has killed Vlad Dracula and has shape-shifted into his likeness and is posing as the prince, ruling Wallachia. Sultan Mehmed II will stop at nothing to overthrow Prince Dracula and put Radu the Handsome, Dracula’s younger brother, on the throne. It’s up to Felipe to stop the Sultan. Aided by the Brethren of the Occultus Facultas, mystical monks armed with the Philosopher’s Stone, it’s a fight for Wallachia’s freedom. Meanwhile, the clock is ticking for Felipe to break his vampire’s curse and rescue his beloved Zaybeth from the Netherworld. Felipe’s epic journey takes him from the fierce battles between the Turkish Ottoman Empire and Wallachia to the New World where he discovers there’s an even greater evil than being a vampire

Is there a genre that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet?

I would like to write a children’s book.

What would your readers be surprised to learn about you?

I am an oenophile.

Of all the characters you’ve ever written, who is your favorite and why?

My favorite character is Felipe de Hayos. He is flawed, making him the quintessential tragic hero. This character evolves, starting out as a normal young man in love, ending up a cursed vampire that does horrible things. He becomes a larger-than-life character, a cursed vampire with impeccable supernatural powers. Felipe also struggles with his inner conflict, which makes the character complex and interesting.

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?

I am finishing up book three in the Eye of Saturn series. I plan to have it released spring/summer of 2026. I can share this much about the book: Time is running out for Felipe. He only has two months before the Eye of Saturn reopens. It is imperative that he finds his beloved Zaybeth and turn her into a vampire before the Eye opens or risk having to face her in a battle to the death.


What book are you reading now?

Ashes of August Manor by Blaine Daigle



Between Heaven and Saturn 
Eye of Saturn 
Book Two
Idalita Wright Raso

Genre: Horror
Publisher: BookBaby
Date of Publication: 9-29-2024
ISBN: 979-8350973150
ASIN: B0DJG9CL49
Number of pages: 328
Word Count: 85,703
Cover Designed by Idalita Wright Raso. 

Tagline: BLOOD IS THE SEAT OF THE SOUL

Book Description: 

Felipe de Hayos is a vampire cursed by Saturn's Priestess, his wife, to roam the Earth for five hundred and fifty years until the Eye of Saturn reopens. When he comes to Wallachia, he intends to use his vampire powers to help Vlad Dracula III defeat the Turkish Ottoman Empire. However, he instead orchestrates a daring deception by killing Prince Dracula and using his powers to disguise himself as Dracula. Sultan Mehmed II will stop at nothing to overthrow him and install Radu on the throne. Felipe must use all his cunning to stay one step ahead with help from the monks who possess the Philosopher's Stone.

Meanwhile, the clock is ticking for Felipe to break his vampire’s curse and rescue his beloved Zaybeth from the Netherworld. Felipe’s epic journey takes him from the fierce battlefields of the Ottoman Empire to the New World, where discovers a darkness even more significant than his curse—slavery. Felipe is where the cursed live…Between Heaven and Saturn.   

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Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/XqYmk0QynH4



Excerpt:

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been nearly a century, give or take a decade or two, since my last confession,” Felipe proudly proclaimed.

“What have you been doing in that time, my son?” the priest asked.

“Well, I have killed roughly, 30,000 people,” Felipe said matter-of-factly.

“Okay, Mister, this is a confessional, not a joke booth,” the priest said angrily.

“I can assure you, Father, I’m not joking.”

“Now, see here, I’ve had enough of this nonsense!” The priest slid open the partition. The booth was empty. The priest walked to the other side of the confessional and examined it from top to bottom.

Empty.

The priest felt a slight breeze. He turned around. Standing in front of him was an eight-foot-tall, winged vampire.

The priest fainted.

 

 


About the Author:

Author Idalita Wright Raso is a freelance writer and actress based in Cleveland, Ohio. She has written feature-based stories for the Lake County Gazette in Ohio.  Idalita is best known for the Eye of Saturn vampire horror series: The Daughters of Saturn Book One and Between Heaven and Saturn Book Two. 

“From the moment I read Bram Stoker's Dracula I was hooked on vampires! They are sexy, dark, scary, and mysterious. My favorite television show growing up was Dark Shadows. I have seen every Christopher Lee Dracula movie, Hammer Films produced. And yes, I even loved the 1972 American blaxploitation horror cult classic, "Blackula" and "Scream Blackula Scream.
 
While writing the Eye of Saturn series I also created a language called Solsatihel—the language of Saturn. The inspiration for the language came as a result of listening to the 2005 NASA's Cassini-Huygens spacecraft audio recordings of Saturn's intense radio emissions. The recordings had eerie whistling, frightful whooshing, and haunting warbling echoes.

My vampire series incorporates the classic Gothic vampire with magick, the occult, and sci-fi—interweaving the genres into one horrifying vampire tale." 













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Tuesday, March 25, 2025

In the Garden with Jen Colly #InTheGarden


I try. Every year I plant seeds and bulbs, buy healthy and happy plants from the store, only to watch them die in my yard. 

The bulbs never come up in the spring, the seeds sprout but never grow big, and the already thriving plants rarely make it to the next year. 

It's not entirely my fault. Yes, sometimes life gets busy and I forget to water during a dry spell, but mostly, the environment is hateful. 

We built on old farmland, and for the first eight years, not even grass would grow because of the chemical saturation in the ground. Now that we have life in the dirt, including chunky worms, things are better. 

Still, the soil is hard, unforgiving clay, which makes it difficult for roots to push their way through. People think we're kidding about the clay. Sadly, no. I can't dig after a rain because I can't physically lift the heavy, wet clay out of the hole. When it's dry, it's worse. 

I look like a Looney Tunes character trying to dig through a rock and bouncing off the shovel. When the ground is perfect Hubby can dig a two foot circle, and when he goes to scoop out the clay, it's like he's lifting a big plug from the ground. It pops out in one giant piece, and he just sets the big chunk aside. 

We've lived there for about seventeen years now, and when I find something that likes my yard, it stays. Hostas love the sliver of shade in the back yard. 

Corkscrew Willows like the weird stretch of wet clay in the front yard. Catnip grows on its own like nobody's business. Hanging pots on the porch do well, but only if I use vinca vines and geraniums. I tried hanging strawberries last year. Very neat. I dropped the ball on that one with a family emergency. They had potential. Hubby got me five blueberry bushes for my birthday last year and we're waiting to see if they come back this spring. It's not just me. 

Hubby tries different trees or vegetables and the clay kills them too. I finally had a sign made for our yard. 

After over a decade of joking about it, our yard has officially been named Grim Reaper Acres.




Night Stalker
The Cities Below
Book Six
Jen Colly

Genre: Paranormal Romance 
Date of Publication: March 4th, 2025
ISBN: 9798230571018 
Number of pages: 330
Word Count: 86,000
Cover Artist: Ryan Imbrock

Tagline: He had every intention of crossing a line.

Book Description:

In all honesty, Jake had to give his trip to Paris mixed reviews. Beaten and broken by seemingly invincible men with eerie red eyes marked the low point, but abduction by a sexy, knife-wielding vampire? Better than fireworks on the Fourth of July. She was the best medicine for a wounded man's body and soul. A few busted ribs cost him precious time, but he had to keep moving. Call it vengeance or justice, either way, Jake had a man to kill.

Dulcina had witnessed the destruction left in the wake of demons for far too many years to be rattled by a bloody body. She brought him home and catered to his comfort. Big mistake. The smart-mouth, irritatingly likable man pulled through, and was determined to leave, but with knowledge of other species in his head, the human is a problem.

To stop Jake from escaping, Dulcina promised to help him finish his mission, but the price was steep, and neither were prepared for what they discovered. Secrets are uncovered, and as a Night Stalker charged with protecting all species, Dulcina is forced to make a difficult choice.


Excerpt 2:

Dulcina sat upright, her hand sliding down his chest until she pulled back and let it rest on her own leg. She was thinking things through. He'd thrown a lot at her, and he could see she'd taken it all in, was trying to figure him out.

“What if...” She paused for a moment, her gaze shifting to the door, and then she lowered her voice. “If you could confirm he's here, is there a way to make your countrymen aware of when he returns to the States? Then they can arrest him upon arrival?”

Hope surged though him. “Maybe. It might be a while before he feels safe enough to return. I'd have to keep tabs on him until he got on a plane, and when he does, you'd have to let me make a phone call.”

“I think we could make that happen. I'll help, Jake, but you have to do two things for me,” she said, imperious as she sat atop him. “Number one. If we hit a dead end, you let this go.”

“And the second?” Jake already knew what the last thing was, he just needed confirmation.

“No more trying to escape.”

“Yeah,” Jake said, and even as he said it, he knew he'd be true to his word. He valued preserving her life over taking one of a criminal.

“Trust me,” she coaxed, tilting her head slightly as she looked down into his eyes, a slight crook of a smile on the left side of her lips.

“I'm trying to. How do you think you’re going to find him?”

“I speak French. You don’t. Also, I happen to have a friend well connected to...everything. Airlines, car services, drugs, bars, criminals, humans, vampires, rumors, facts. He would know when your man came in and where he was headed. From there, any movement within the city will be easy for him to track,” she said, her confidence in this man boundless.

“We’ll find him.”

“When can I talk to your guy?”

Dulcina threw her head back and laughed, a wild laugh that made his insides jump to life, all giddy and drawn to her infectious smile. This time, when meeting his gaze, she sent him one of those looks that said he'd lost all sense of reality. A ‘good for you for believing you can fly to the moon on a kite’ kind of a look.

This moment between them was special and he could damn well recognize the rarity. There was intimacy in this sharing of secrets, of planning the future. She was with him on this, one hundred percent at his side.

Thank goodness she'd tied him down, because if he'd been free, he would have flipped her onto her back and kissed her until she sighed. Jake cleared his throat, more so to redirect his thoughts than to gain her attention, but it accomplished both.

She slowly shook her head. “He won’t talk to you.”

“So you'll talk to him?” Jake tried sitting upright, his excitement getting the best of him, but he wasn't going anywhere all trussed up with her still parked on top of him. “He’s your kind, right?”

“It’s not that easy, Jake.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes to get this guy. Tell me what to do,” he demanded. She took a long, drawn-out breath, and for a moment Jake thought he'd lost her. With only a few tools left in his belt, Jake raised his voice to draw her focus. “Hey! Look at me, Dulcie. Want me to be your pet? Fine. Your servant? Done. Anything.”

“Anything?”

He tipped his chin down in a solitary nod. “I need this.”

“What I need,” she said, leaning forward until her face hovered just over his, so close he felt her breath curling over his chin, “is for you to obey me.”

“I’ll polish your damn boots for the rest of my life if you want. Just give me this,” he pleaded through clenched teeth.

“You're not listening, Jake. I'm not asking for shiny boots. I'm asking for your obedience. If I tell you to follow me, you do so without question. If I need you to duck out of sight, you've got to move fast,” she said, and Jake kept nodding along. He was right there with her, agreeing to everything she threw at him. With her help, her trust, he might actually have a shot at catching Tulio, and that was better than the hollow nothing he was living with right now. She continued her list of demands, but slower, “And if I need you to keep that smart mouth of yours shut, you will do so. I can't have you saying the wrong thing at the wrong time to the wrong person and getting us both killed.”

His eyes widened. “That can happen?”

“With certain vampires.” She shrugged lazily. “Yes.”

All he had to do was stop looking at her as jailer, and start thinking of her like she was his captain. Jake was an officer, a SWAT member. Following directives was second nature. On top of it all, she wasn't wrong. He was walking onto a battleground he didn't know how to navigate. She did.

“Yeah, we're good,” he said, nodding his compliance. “I'll follow orders.”

“No matter what, Jake. If you're going to walk at my side out there on the streets, you're going to encounter a way of life you don't understand. That means if a man is attacking me, you don't move unless I say.”

“Listen, if someone is—”

“Nothing. You do nothing. If the situation is bad enough I think I'm in danger, then I will tell you to run. And you will.” At his questioning look, she shook her head to quiet him and continued, “If something happens to me, and demons don't get you first, there will be a kill order out on you. You will need to know where it is safe to seek sanctuary.”

“I'm in. You lead,” he said, though he was a little unsettled by the devious smile that suddenly curled this beautiful woman's lips. He was in for a hell of a ride.




About the Author: 

Jen Colly is the rare case of an author who rebelled against reading assignments throughout her school years. Now she prefers reading books in a series, which has led her to writing her first paranormal romance series: The Cities Below. She will write about anything that catches her fancy, though truth be told, her weaknesses are pirates and vampires.

She lives in Ohio with her supportive husband, two kids, and four rescued cats.













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Monday, March 24, 2025

Author Interview - Allied Hearts by D. Taylor #HistoricalRomance


Tell us a little about your latest or upcoming release.

Oh, Allied Hearts is the kind of story that just gets under your skin—slow, simmering, impossible to shake. It’s about Leah Johnson and Adam Davenport, two people who have spent their entire lives orbiting each other but never daring to step too close.

Leah is sharp, independent, and too smart to believe in happily-ever-afters—especially with a man like Adam. She’s always known her place In the world, and it sure as hell isn’t beside a wealthy, powerful rancher like him.

And Adam? He’s spent years trying to convince himself that he doesn’t want her—that he doesn’t watch her when she’s near, that he doesn’t burn with jealousy when another man gets too close. But no matter how many times he’s told himself to let her go, he never could.
For years, they’ve played this quiet, torturous game—longing glances, stolen moments, a love neither of them can afford to claim. But when the world threatens to take Leah away for good, Adam has to make a choice: keep pretending he can live without her, or finally fight for what he’s always known was his.

It’s achingly romantic, tension-filled, and deeply emotional, the kind of love story where you feel every glance, every hesitation, every moment they almost but don’t—until they finally do.


Have you ever based your book or characters on actual events or people from your own life?

Not yet, but I had the pleasure of living next to the most amazing couple for fourteen years and there road to marriage and family was fascinating. A WWII vet and a nurse and the sweetest people you’d ever meet. 


What would your readers be surprised to learn about you?

Hmmm, let’s see, I think they may be surprised or find it odd that my family doesn’t know I write what I do. They know about short stories I write for my children or poems but they do not know I’ve self-published anything!

When you’re not writing what do you do? Do you have any hobbies or guilty pleasures?

Well if I'm not writing I'm reading but no, I play violin and garden.  Guilty pleasures I would say is I watch a lot of reality TV when I just want to veg out.

Is there a genre that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet? 

Mystery and Suspense but I'm on my way. I have an idea and I'm in the research stage.


If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?

It will be! I'm half way though a prequel featuring Nathan and Addie’s characters.  It’s set a few years prior and sheds light on how they came to be.


What book are you reading now?

Everything’s Eventual by Stephen King 

What is in your to read pile?

My Evil Mother by Margaret Atwater,  and Queen Charlotte by Julia Quinn and Shonda Rhimes.



Allied Hearts
D. Taylor

Genre: Historical Romance
Date of Publication: 02/11/2025
ASIN: B0DWQTVJD6
Number of pages: 388
Word Count: 131000

Tagline:  In the heart of 1870s Texas, one defiant love stands against all odds—two souls bound by devotion, forging an unbreakable union of allied hearts.

Book Description:

Leah Johnson has spent her life standing beside Adam Davenport, the one constant in a world that rarely made space for her. As his closest friend, she has always buried her love for him deep, knowing there was no future for them—not in a town where their kind of love could never be. But when Emma McClain, a wealthy widow with charm and undeniable beauty, begins to carve a place in Adam's life, Leah struggles to ignore the jealousy clawing at her heart. The lines of their friendship blur, and for the first time, she wonders if walking away would hurt less than watching him choose someone else.

Adam Davenport has always relied on Leah—her presence steady, her loyalty unquestioned. She's been his fiercest defender, his sharpest adversary, and the one person who has ever truly known him. But when David Laurent, an ambitious, well-respected man, sets his sights on making Leah his wife, Adam is forced to confront a truth he's long refused to face. The idea of losing her twists something deep inside him, yet even if he did claim her, the dangers that follow would be insurmountable.

In a town where a man's reputation is everything and a woman like Leah is never meant to belong at his side, Adam and Leah find themselves entangled in a love that threatens to ruin them both. With tensions rising, old enemies stirring, and the Sheriff and his right-hand man, Casey Braddock, eager to see them fall, they must decide—fight for a future no one will grant them, or let the world tear them apart before they ever truly have a chance.

Excerpt:

By the time they reached the stables, the rain had turned into a deluge, soaking them to the bone. Adam swung the door shut behind them, breathless, the wet strands of his hair plastered to his forehead. Water streamed from his clothes, his shirt clinging tightly to his chest and arms.

Leah leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath, her laughter breaking through the steady drum of rain on the roof. “You’d think between the two of us, we’d know when a storm’s coming by now.” she teased, her voice light despite the tension still thrumming between them.

Adam didn’t respond at first. His hands moved to his soaked shirt, and in one fluid motion, he pulled it over his head, tossing it across a beam to dry. Leah’s laughter faltered, her breath catching as she took in the sight of him—bronzed skin glistening from the rain, every line of his muscled chest and arms a testament to years of hard, honest labor. She could see the curve of his collarbone, the way his skin stretched over the strong lines of his shoulders and felt her pulse race.

Leah couldn’t tear her eyes away, her breath catching in her throat as she tried to focus on wringing out her dress. But the sight of him, standing there with the storm raging outside, felt like more than she could bear. There was something unspoken between them now, something that had lingered far too long in the shadows.

“We look a sight,” she said, trying to inject a note of humor, but her heart was racing, not from the run, but from the nearness of him.

His green eyes fell on her form, tracing every line and curve. The way her dress clung to her, molded against her shape, made his pulse quicken, a fire sparking low in his belly. Every inch of her felt like a temptation—her damp curls framing her face, her skin flushed from the run, her eyes bright with the thrill of the storm. The air was thick, charged with everything he’d held back for so long, every glance he’d forced himself to look away from, every touch he’d denied.

He took a deep, shuddering breath, his jaw clenching as he tore his gaze away. The war between what he wanted and what he believed was right had never felt so brutal.

Leah looked up then, catching him staring, her lips parting slightly, her gaze softening as she held his. The vulnerability in her eyes made his heart clench, and he felt his resolve waver. The space between them felt charged, heavy with all the things he could never say aloud. The heat of her gaze, the gentle slope of her shoulders, the way her body moved as she wrung the water from her hair—all of it burned into him, branding him with a need he could scarcely contain.


About the Author:

D. Taylor is an author fueled by a dream to share her stories with the world, capturing the essence of human experience through her narratives. With a love for travel, she aspires to visit each state and as many countries as possible, drawing inspiration from the diverse cultures and landscapes she encounters. At home in Northern California, D. Taylor cherishes her role as a devoted mother and wife, finding joy in the daily adventures with her family. Her passions for cooking and reading not only nourish her body and mind but also infuse her writing with authenticity and depth. As she revises her previous work and crafts new stories, D. Taylor continues to embrace the journey of storytelling, aiming to connect with readers around the globe.
 










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In the Kitchen with P.W. Creighton: Recipe Sweet Sausage and Bowties #InTheKitchen #Recipe


This is one of my favorite quick recipes. There was this restaurant in college that served this and I have been making iterations on it over the years before settling into this recipe. This is perfect if you need something fast and want some leftovers.

Recipe – Sweet Sausage and Bowties

1 lb. Sweet Italian Sausage links
1 Sweet Onion
1 Box of Bowtie Pasta
½ Cup Fresh Shredded Parmesan Cheese
 Lemon Juice

Directions –

Heat a pot of water to boil. Once boiling, pour in the pasta and cook to preference, al dente typically works best. (9-11min)

Drain the pasta, set aside.

While pasta cooks, finely dice the onion, half an onion should be enough but you can add more if you like lots of onion.

In a large skillet or frying pan heat a drizzle of olive oil, add the sausage links.

Cook the links, browning, and searing.

Once the sausage links have a bit of color add about half-a-cup of water to help the sausage links cook through.

As the links are mostly cooked, removed from the heat.

Cut the links into slices ¼ to ½ inch thickness.

Return the links to the pan with diced onion continue to fully cook through the sausage and cook the onion until translucent. Add a couple of splashes of lemon juice as they finish cooking.

Once the sausage and onions are fully cooked, add the pasta to the pan, turn to low heat.

Add ¼ Cup Parm to the pan with more lemon juice.

Stir in the cheese and lemon juice with pasta and sausage/onion mix until fully combined. Add lemon juice to taste.

Plate and top with more parmesan cheese.

Enjoy!


Trespassing Series
Trespassing 1 - 9
P.W. Creighton

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, Detectives, YA Romance
Date of Publication: 2013 - 2025
Cover Artist: For The Muse Design

Tagline: When the elite own everything and are immune to consequences, trespassing may be the only way to survive…

Series Description:

Cape Cod is a community divided between wealthy socialites who established the town and the working class responsible for running it. Every year it is getting harder for residents to even make a living.

Logan Harrison is an average student attending Nauset High School, he just wants his life to be something more, to mean something. As his sophomore year comes to a close, his world is shattered by a tragic suicide that fractures his friends. In an attempt to understand what happened and deal with the guilt, Logan uncovers a twisted secret that is subtly tearing the community apart with a deadly cost.

When the elite own everything and are immune to consequences, trespassing may be the only way to survive…



Bad Reputation

Trespassing

Book One

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 12-6-2013

ISBN: 978-1492727859

ASIN: B00F0SM1YK

 

Book Description:

 

It's the last day of sophomore year for Logan, just one more day until summer vacation, and the whole school is buzzing. Someone called into the local radio show with an alarming confession, and at Nauset High School it’s all anyone can talk about.

 

Logan is more focused on just making it through the day. He has developed a reputation, and it comes back to haunt him at the worst times, even for those who supposedly know him. He just wants to make it to the end of the year party to kick off summer and ensure his girlfriend, Hailey, doesn't break-up with him. Or his car doesn't breakdown.

 

As the night progresses, Logan learns that secrets will always be exposed, and the cost of those secrets can have a deadly price. Who was responsible for the confession, and will they make it through the night?

 

 

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Sunglasses At Night

Trespassing

Book Two

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 2-28-2014

ISBN: 978-1495408649

ASIN: B00IQFF9NO

 

Book Description:

 

A Senator's daughter is dead, Nauset High School and the Sheriff's Department are under fire. They knew something was going to happen and failed to prevent it.

 

Logan is struggling with his loss, and the guilt that he now has to hide from his friends, along with the new secrets that turned the night into horror. As the funeral approaches, more questions are raised that put him in the Senator’s crosshairs. Kayla, the dream girl he met by chance, believes that there is something more going on, and pulls Logan into her world where privilege and entitlement are the norm.

 

Can Logan trust her? Is she who she seems to be? Logan is starting to learn that he isn't the only person who has secrets that he doesn't want revealed.

 

 

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Cruel Summer

Trespassing

Book Three

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 12-17-2015

ISBN: 978-1519207333

ASIN: B019I12EJ6

 

Book Description:

 

A scandalous party at the County Club has left Logan isolated and alone. His friends, old and new, have fallen victim to the gossip that is now swirling about him.

 

A chance encounter at the beach helps him to realize that he's not quite as alone as he thought, and his new accomplice, Devin, shows him that not everyone wealthy is untrustworthy. She has her own secrets and is willing to confide in Logan in exchange for his help. But trust does not come easy when former friends are involved.

 

When another shocking confession hits the airwaves, Logan begins to suspect that the spiral of death and tragedy is only just beginning. And Logan and Devin may have their own role to play.

 

 

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View from a Bridge

Trespassing

Book Four

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 8-2-2024

ISBN: 979-8334551107

ASIN: B0CWMW5592

 

Book Description:

 

Summer is over, it's the start of Junior year but Logan and Devin can't easily move on. Someone else is dead, and they were involved.

 

Logan is trying to protect his new accomplice, Devin, unfortunately, she is also being blackmailed. Not only did someone assault her - they took pictures, and are distributing them through the school. And she isn't the only one. What first seemed like an isolated incident that caused their friend to commit suicide, is now turning into a disturbing trend.

 

A search for answers leads Logan and his friends only to more questions and yet another death. One that they may have caused. Summer may be over, but Logan's problems are just starting.

 

 

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Everything You Want

Trespassing

Book Five

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication:  8-24-2024

ISBN: 979-8334900066

ASIN: B0DCSS7HT2

 

Book Description:

 

Logan and Devin have confronted the classmate who drugged, assaulted, and humiliated her. Unfortunately, he was murdered in front of them before Devin could get any answers or satisfaction.

 

Now, the Sheriff's Department is investigating the death of a Nauset High School star athlete, and Devin is their only suspect. This puts Logan in a race to prove Devin's innocence, before she is locked up and he becomes an accomplice to murder.

 

When a suspicious video surfaces that misrepresents the night of the murder, Logan and Devin realize that they are up against something more sinister than they ever suspected. Logan is determined to clear Devin's name, but his quest for answers may put his own family at risk.

 

 

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Here’s to the Night

Trespassing

Book Six

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 9-7-2024

ISBN: 979-8335536738

ASIN: B0DFTQRZ2R

 

Book Description:

 

Someone has confessed to the murder of Nausett High School's star athlete, but a seemingly random accident has left the shooter critically injured, leaving Logan and Devin cleared of suspicion, but without answers.

 

When they start to realize that other individuals involved with the murder and assaults have started to go missing, Logan and Devin feel compelled to dig deeper, pulling their new friends and allies along with them. As they discover more connections, they start to learn that there is a mysterious figure coordinating things behind the scenes.

 

Logan, Devin, and their closest friends are starting to learn that the deeper you go, the higher the extremes someone will take to protect themselves. The deaths at Nauset High haven't stopped just yet and the worst is yet to come.

 

 

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Never Let You Go

Trespassing

Book Seven

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 11-26-2024

ISBN: 979-8337933115

ASIN: B0DP5G6F2F

 

Book Description:

 

Logan is now starting to realize what he is up against. He is facing some very powerful and wealthy opponents, and even the Sheriff's Department is complicit. When you can't rely on the people hired to keep you safe, who can you rely on?

 

After the drive-by shooting deaths of his friends Logan and his allies have decided to take matters into their own hands. They don't want justice for their lost friends, they want payback. The Sheriff's Department refuses to investigate, but consumed by guilt and anger, Logan will not stop looking for answers.

 

As Logan continues to uncover the secrets of the Cape's elite, he begins to realize the depth of corruption in the community. Exposing secrets to the light can bring answers, but it can also lead to more deaths.

 

 

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If You’re Gone

Trespassing

Book Eight

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 12-11-2024

ISBN: 979-8342060714

ASIN: B0DQ6MHCHL

 

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Logan and Devin finally are starting to feel like they have answers to some of their questions, but corruption in the Sheriff's Department continues to block them from truly understanding what is happening.

 

Finally, fully recovered from their injuries, Logan and Devin decide to dedicate time to their growing relationship but find themselves in the right place and the right time to prevent a deadly car accident. When they learn the identities of the victims, they realize that they are closer than ever to uncovering some of the secrets that led to Scarlett's death and started them on this path of tragedy and murder.

 

Scarlett's secrets take them to the elite and foreboding Nausett Academy - former school to Scarlett, Devin, and Hailey - and the home of their elusive opponent. What Logan finds will give their opponent a name - but will show who can be trusted, who has ulterior motives and what that cost will be.

 

 

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Good Girls Go Bad

Trespassing

Book Nine

P.W. Creighton

 

Genre: YA, YA Mystery, YA Romance

Date of Publication: 2-13-2025

ISBN: 979-8307541609

ASIN: B0DX55J69L

 

Book Description:

 

After the traumatic events at Nausett Academy and discovering that evidence went missing after it reached the Sheriff's Department, Logan and Devin have decided to go on an extended Spring Break. What's the point in having your own boat if you can't just take off? They are done with dealing with murder, lies, and corruption. They are ready to start a new life, one where no one knows who they are, or their history.

 

When they discover that their friends are being investigated for murdering the no-longer elusive mastermind behind the drugging and blackmail of their peers, they realize that you can't outrun your problems. Logan and Devin are confident that their friends are being framed for murder and are determined to catch the true killer.

 

Logan and Devin may have a name and a face for their opponent, but they are learning that they are always steps ahead of them, and not even death can stop their devious plans.

 

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Excerpt Good Girls Go Bad – Trespassing 9

The thirty-minute drive from Ocean View down to the gallery had taken less than half the time. It was surprising that no one had complained to send the Sheriff’s Department our way. We had jumped curbs, cut across lawns, and even taken an insane drive through the park to shave off as much time as possible but it still felt like an eternity. Orange streetlights flickered past us as I was able to put my foot down on the straightaway.

Every minute Hailey was flipping between calling and texting without a single response. Even Liz wasn’t responding to her. I completely understood her paranoia. I had felt the same thing when Hailey texted me out of nowhere to apologize. I would’ve ignored it entirely if Scar hadn’t changed my thinking. If things were large enough for us to notice, then there was infinitely more that was hidden.

Last year Jen was just a princess, pretty and bitchy with too much attitude. Everything was beneath her. No matter who she was hanging out with, the attitude never changed. She was miserable and I just kept out of the way. After Scarlett, she had changed, like all of us. She actually was nice and funny. The world was different. I actually cared about her. She wasn’t the closest of friends, but she was a friend now.

The headlights swept over a large gray clapboard building on the corner. The black shingle roof and white trim kept with the Cape-aesthetic, but it was a strange design split between a Cape home and a large boathouse. Serenity Sea Gallery was Jennifer’s burden. Her mom’s gallery was dedicated to local artists and seascape style art, she had opened it ages ago, but it never really was her priority. Much like Jen, it was just an after-thought for her mother.

I took my foot off the gas.

“No!” Hailey snapped at me. “Around back. She uses the backdoor.”

“Right.” I put my foot down again making the engine growl.

The tires screeched as I cranked the wheel to turn us around the corner of the gallery. We swerved through the narrow space between the building and a privacy fence. Standing on the brakes, I cranked the wheel again to spin the Bronco around and face the back cinder-block wall of the gallery. We slid to a stop with a pair of black steel fire-doors directly in the headlights.

Hailey didn’t even wait for us to come to a full stop. She had the door open and was out and moving by the time I took my foot off the parking brake. I didn’t bother shutting it off, instead I copied her and jumping out to sprint for the door.

“Jen?” She called out as she reached the doors trying one side without luck. “Jen?” Hailey called out again as she pulled the second door open. She ducked inside and I was a half-step behind.

“Jennifer?” I called for her.

We entered a darkened area of the gallery filled with metal shelving and wooden crates. Once the door closed to shut out the headlights it took a moment for our eyes to adjust to the room. Somewhere off to one side, the darkness wasn’t nearly as bad.

“Jen?” Hailey tried to hurry through the space but kept bumping into things as she made her way down the aisle. “Jen? Ow. Jen?” I jabbed my hand out in front of her to keep her from banging her head on a crate that was sticking out.

“Jennifer?”

“Jen?” Hailey let out a shriek when she reached the end of the shelves. “Jen!” She darted forward and I kept pace with her. We had reached a prep area with a couple of long counters, tools, and a small office just beyond. There was just enough light from the office to reveal a long shape near the center of the space. “NO!” Jennifer was hanging from the exposed metal rafters. Her bare feet lightly brushed against a work stool that had been knocked over.

I couldn’t manage a sound as the world slowed. Hailey screamed. I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around Jennifer’s legs. Lifting with all my strength had her roughly sitting on my shoulder.

“Get something to cut her down!” I commanded, but Hailey wasn’t moving. “Hailey! Get something! NOW!”

Hailey darted around and came up with some form of wire-cutters. She frantically circled around us before she scrambled up onto the closer workbench. Teetering overhead, she stretched out to cut at the cord above Jen’s head. There were a few seconds of her trying to cut it before Jen fell into my arms.

Jennifer Maack was a Pack girl, pristine, flawless, and small. Not quite as small as Devin but as soon as she fell into my arms, she felt heavier than any of the girls. She was a ragdoll, limp, and hard to balance. I shifted her around until I could carry her in my arms to a clear spot away from anything. As gently as I could, I set her on the cold concrete floor.

“Call 9-1-1,” I said and leaned in to check her. Glancing up, I saw Hailey was a complete wreck crying but still not moving. “HAILEY!” I shouted to get her attention. She finally looked at me. “CALL 9-1-1!”  She gave a quick nod and pulled out her phone.

Leaning in close, I couldn’t see Jennifer’s chest moving and I couldn’t hear her breathing. I untangled the noose to give her more space before I placed my hand on her neck. She was still warm. I fumbled around and thought I felt a pulse, but it was hard to tell.

 



About the Author:

Born in California, P.W. has spent most of his life traveling throughout the US. P.W. draws inspiration from many adventures, turning his strange reality into fiction.

Over the years, P.W. has found himself in many unusual situations, ranging from hanging off an 80 foot cliff-face in New York, to sailing off the coast of Salem, Massachusetts. P.W. has hosted archaeological excavations, and have even reported from the middle of a police stand-off.

When a teacher asked in the second grade what he wanted to be when he grew up, he didn't have an answer. He lets the characters make that decision for him.








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