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Saturday, December 21, 2013

New Releases - Skinwalkers Book 3 Volume 1 and the Wolves of Outerlands


Skinwalkers – Song of Wolves Volume 1




The only thing stronger than the wolf’s savage hunger, is his love for one girl.

Mya and David’s story climaxes in Skinwalkers – Song of Wolves. This book will be released in volumes.
David disappears after the Changing, no longer taking his human form.This leaves Mya to wonder if she has lost him to the world of the beast.
Mya isn’t about to give up. She is determined to spend the rest of her life with the man she loves, no matter if he is human or wolf.
A strange fog has descended over the Navajo Reservation, bringing with it unspeakable horrors and possibly the end of everything and everyone Mya loves.

Song of Wolves Volume 1 is now available for purchase from several online retailers.

The Wolves of Outerlands - Moon Dance Volume 1 & 2 Now available




The wolf’s hunger will consume her, taking her to a place of dark desire and forbidden love. He is the beast that haunts her nightmares, and the only one who can save her from the evil that reaches for her from beyond this world.

Dark, erotic dreams and eerie phantoms warn of forbidden passions. Long ago, the Sungmanitu Indians withdrew into isolation; what dark secrets were they hiding?
Laura Ellison was soon to find out. The company she works for is planning to send her to Wyoming, where they are preparing to clear-cut the land of the Sungmanitu. A fellow employee has mysteriously disappeared, and the local police are baffled by a string of strange murders.
The land of the Sungmanitu: a place of breathtaking beauty and menacing evil, where Laura will discover the demon who haunts her nightmares, and the dark truth of who she really is. Laura Ellison will defy all warnings and fall in-love with Justin Gray Eagle, the sinister leader of the Sungmanitu Wolf People.
This story unfolds over multiple volumes Look for Wolves of Outerlands Volume 2 Also Available.!

Previously published as Wolf Dance through New Concepts Publishing

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Coming Soon From Lorraine Kennedy - Skinwalkers Book 3 and the Release of the Wolves of Outerlands


Finally, Mya and David’s story draws to a close in Skinwalkers, Song of Wolves. Coming December 2013.



The story of the Wolves of Outerlands will soon be available once again. This story has been enhanced from the original version and is a tie in with the Immortal Destiny Series. Don’t miss learning the story of the Immortal Sister,  Kathrina as a child, and the wolves of the Immortal Destiny Series.


Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Immortal Destiny - The Vampire Letters


In Immortal Destiny – The Vampire Letters, you’ll get a brief glimpse into what is happening in the Immortal Destiny World, and a hint of what is to come. Along with the letters, this addition to the series contains a guide to the Immortal Destiny Series, along with an Interview with Lorraine Immortal Destiny – Return to Darkness with the Immortal Sisters.

Kennedy. As an added bonus, a new edition of the first book in the Immortal Destiny Series, Born to Darkness is included.

Visit the Immortal Sisters and their dark world of love, pain and passion.

 Immortal Destiny – Born to Darkness

 Alec's music is as dark as his vampire kiss is deadly, but Nicole will risk everything, including her life, to love him.

 Born to Darkness is book 1 in the 4 Book Immortal Destiny Series.

 Nicole Ashe is the average American girl, except that she happens to work for a vampire and doesn't realize it. But all that changes when her boss sends her to convince a local rock musician - heartthrob, to help them retrieve an ancient relic that could be the answer to the vampire's curse. Nicole soon discovers that Alec is a vampire ... and completely irresistible.

 There is something about Nicole that stirs Alec's hunger nearly beyond control, but he would do anything to protect her ... even from himself.

 
Nicole is destined for a world of darkness that she cannot even begin to imagine, and love that can transcend eternity.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

New Vampire Romance From Lorraine Kennedy - Crimson Rush


Crimson Rush – The Vampire’s Addiction. Without her blood he will die, but without her love, immortality is torment.


An Urban Fantasy Vampire Romance.

     Almost from the moment Club Crimson opened its doors in the small town of Cookson Springs, Starla Lavelle’s life has been in disarray.
     People are dying, and every drop of blood is being drained from them. The situation gets worse when her long lost uncle shows up at her door, claiming to work for Sub Species Control, a shadow government unit, responsible for keeping track of those who are not quite human.
     Uncle Charlie, and his vampire partner Luke, need Star’s help. Charlie suspects the blood draining has something to do with the local production of a vampire drug known as Crimson Rush. Star just might be the key he needs to bring the perpetrators to justice.
     Marcus Savoy is the legendary lead guitarist and singer for the heavy metal group, Night Reign. He is also a vampire on a mission. He must have the blood of the Moon Witch in order to end his curse of eternal darkness, but what happens when he falls in love with the Moon Witch?
Star vows to bring the Rush pushers to justice, even if that includes the breathtakingly gorgeous rock star, Marcus Savoy. If only he didn’t hold such power over her emotions, and her desires.
    Marcus is determined to possess Star, no matter what the cost.
                                 

Crimson Rush

Chapter One



The air was thick with pure - raw energy. Wave after wave of electricity seemed to sweep across my skin. My chest was so tight with anxiety; it became a struggle just to draw air into my lungs.

They were all around me.

I imagined that I could feel their hunger - their bloodlust. On each end of the stage, there was a large steel cage. Inside those cages were scantily clad women whose bodies moved seductively to the beat of the music.

The black and red decor, combined with the multi colored flashing lights, created a surreal atmosphere. It was almost like being in another reality.

As I eyed the crowd, a bizarre mixture of locals and Goth junkies who came to the club to live out their darkest fantasies, I caught sight of a pretty, but pale redhead standing in a corner. She wore a short black skirt and matching halter top. Her Stiletto heels gave the impression that she was several inches taller than she was. The only color to her was her flaming red hair and blood red lips.

The redhead had her eyes fixed on the young man sitting at the table next to ours. Just by looking at him, I could tell he was a jumble of nerves. He was tapping his fingers against the top of the table, as one leg swayed back and forth to the music.

He didn’t have a clue that the girl with the red hair was watching him.

As she watched him, she ran a tongue across her already shiny lips. She wanted the young man, but not for the reason one might assume. It was the blood pumping through his veins that drew her to him.

Swallowing hard, I forced myself to look away.

Vampires!

They hunted these willing victims, most not even bothering to disguise their bloodlust.

The sane part of me wanted to jump up and run away, as fast and as far as I could, but then I would see Max in my head. I was haunted relentlessly by the vision of his existence in a black - empty void. It was the image of by best friend that kept me in my seat.

He was the reason I was here. I had to go through with this.

Just breathe!

I had to keep telling myself this, otherwise I’d pass out from lack of oxygen.

I couldn’t think of a single time in my life, when I’d been more terrified, or fascinated.

Luke grasped my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “No worries darling. I’m right here with you,” he told me, his words colored with a slight Australian accent.

Yeah right! No worries.

That was easy for Luke to say, on account of him being a vampire and this being a vampire bar.

Leaning down, he whispered, “This is not so much what you’re used to seeing in Cookson Springs.”

That was probably the understatement of the year. Cookson Springs was a small town in Eastern Oklahoma, not really much more than a spot in the road. The most exciting thing to happen in Cookson was Moon Fest, which took place in September, and McDonalds. At least that’s the way it had been until Club Crimson opened its doors. That’s when all hell broke loose.

I opened my mouth to respond, but was cut short when someone stepped on the stage and picked up the microphone. At first I thought he was another vampire, which was an understandable mistake, when you took into consideration his corpse-like appearance. His almost translucent skin covered a too thin body. If someone could be described as skin and bones, this boy certainly fit that profile. The brown hair plastered against his skull, and his sunken dark eyes, added to the illusion that he was death incarnate.

The boy started to say something, but the mic squealed as it came to life. A moment later the sound faded to be replaced by his voice.

“Tonight we have a special treat for all you metal lovers out there!”

And bloodsuckers. I couldn’t help but add silently.

“Some of you may have heard of these guys … some of you not. Tonight they are going to play a few tunes for you, and they rarely perform live … so this is a real treat.”

The boy was interrupted by the cheers coming from the crowd.

“Are you feeling lucky yet?” he yelled out at them.

The cheering grew louder.

“Night Reign!” he screamed.

Even before his voice had stopped echoing in my head, the room went dark. Suddenly, red light flooded the stage. As I watched, the stage began to fill with rolling fog.

The air around me erupted with applause and screams. The audience was going crazy - many of them jumping to their feet.

If it were not for the fact that our table was only a few feet from the stage, I wouldn’t have been able to see a thing without standing.

Thunder seemed to roll right through the building, shaking it to its very foundation. Unexpectedly, the stage erupted in an inferno that was so close, I was sure my hair was singed. When the flames died away, there were four men on the stage.

Again the crowd went into a wild frenzy.

I’d heard of the band before, but the memory was hazy. I didn’t recognize any of the band members, but that didn’t stop me from gawking as if I were seeing my first sunrise.

I barely saw the other band members. It was the one who stepped forward who caught my attention, or more accurately, mesmerized me.

As his fingers slid across the strings of the shiny black guitar, the room came alive with sound and energy.

One of the men ran around to the drums at the back of the stage, the other two took their places to each side of the guy with the magic fingers.

I pulled my eyes away long enough to glance over at Luke, and was shaken by the look of utter astonishment on his face.

The words were on my tongue. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but even if I’d been able to keep my attention off the stage long enough to question him, there were doubts he would hear me. 

The amplifiers were so loud that I could feel my heart thumping in rhythm with the bass. I let my eyes stray back to the man who had the guitar screaming out a tune that was as electrifying, as the sparks flying from the bottom of the stage.

As quickly as the music had erupted into chaos, it slowed to a haunting - dark melody that was just as hypnotic.

But it wasn’t just the music that had me feeling like a deer frozen in the path of oncoming headlights, it was also the man creating the music. He was tall - taller than the other members of Night Reign.

His face was framed with a mane of wild blonde hair that fell in waves across his wide - bare shoulders.

He was amazing - even breathtaking.

Although the words of his song were frighteningly sinister, his smooth - silky voice was soothing enough to persuade the soul to accept that darkness. I found myself yearning to get closer to him - to know that darkness on a very intimate level.

Just then, his eyes locked with mine, and as if against my will, I felt myself sinking into the searing blue flames that reached out to burn their way into my soul.

No matter how I tried, I could not force myself to look away.

He was there - everywhere, in my head, my soul - reaching out to touch the very essence of my being. His tight - black leather pants and bare chest was enough to melt any woman’s resistance, but it was the heat of his gaze that set my body on fire.

Luke snapped his fingers in front of my eyes, successfully breaking the spell.

“Don’t do it darling,” he warned. “He’ll rip you apart and leave you for the buzzards.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

His smile was all knowing and irritating. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

When I looked back at the stage, he was still watching me. Almost immediately, I felt myself surrendering again. This time I tore my eyes away.

“I need some air,” I told Luke, before jumping to my feet.

Pushing my way through wall-to-wall people was no easy task, but finally I managed to make it to the exit. I tore through the door of Club Crimson like I were being chased by the hounds of hell.

The night air was balmy, but fresh. I drew in deep breaths of oxygen, hoping the fresh air would help to calm my nerves.

With my attention being so focused on the simple act of breathing, at first I didn’t pay any mind to the moans I was hearing. The sound just didn’t register until the groaning grew louder - more erratic.

It was coming from the shadows beyond the neon lights of the club, but I wasn’t sure from where exactly. I started in the direction the sound seemed to be the loudest.

On the side of the white brick building, I found a blue dumpster. This is where the moans seemed to be coming from.

My head filled with images of murder victims - stuffed in dumpsters, only to be found later in the local landfill.

The sound of my stomach churning was nearly as loud as the groans, but there wasn’t much choice but to get some backbone and look inside the dumpster. 

Being short has its drawbacks, and it would seem that one of them was looking into tall dumpsters. Even in my three-inch pumps, I had to strain to see over the edge of the oversized metal trashcan.

What little illumination there was, came from the outside lighting attached to the eaves of the building. Unfortunately, they didn’t do a lot to light up the interior of the dumpster. All I could see was an old pair of white running shoes, thrown carelessly on top of a pile of smashed cardboard boxes.

It would appear that the owners of Club Crimson weren’t much concern with recycling.

There was another groan, followed by a muffled whimper. Now I could tell that it wasn’t coming from inside the dumpster at all, but from behind it.

Slowly I stepped around the dumpster, but froze when I rounded the corner. I was too shocked to look away, though that’s exactly what I should have done.

The woman who was making all the noise had her back up against the white brick, but her legs were wrapped around the waist of a man. As he held her hips, he slammed into her with so much force, the skin on her back had to be rubbed raw.

I’m not sure whether it was the noise of my pumps clicking against the blacktop, or instinct, but the man pulled his face away from the woman’s neck to peer at me.

A scream caught in my throat.

He hadn’t been kissing her neck like it had first appeared. The man - the vampire, had been feeding from her while they were having sex.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

New Audio Book Releases and Free Audio Book Giveaway


Visit www.lorrainekennedy.com and follow on facebook or join the Lorraine Kennedy mailing list for your chance to win a free audio book from Audible in April. Get news of new releases and free books.

Now Available in Audio Format


Twilight – Vampires 101

Skinwalkers – Bad Moon Rising

Immortal Destiny – Night Breed

Mr. Jingles written by Lorraine Kennedy as T.L. Bowns

Also, Immortal Destiny – Born to Darkness is available again in Audible. This title was not available for a couple of months but has recently been made available again.


To listen to samples, visit www.lorrainekennedy.com or Audible.com. You can also listen to samples on Amazon.
 

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Skinwalkers – Witching the Wolf


Announcing the release of the second book in the Skinwalkers Trilogy. Witching the Wolf picks up where the last book ends.

 

Sometimes saying I love you, also means saying goodbye


Mya Reynolds was conceived in a world of witches and demons, but it’s a world she doesn’t know, not until her ill-fated summer on the Navajo Indian Reservation. There she discovers a world that exists just below the surface of reality, and like many before her, she also discovers that loving the wolf can have disastrous consequences.

David Bray is the alpha of the wolf people, known to the Native Americans as the Sinapu. His destiny is with the wolves. This is a fate he has always accepted, until the day he set eyes on Mya.

David and Mya share a forbidden love, a love destined to bring them heartache and despair.
 
After being separated from David for months, Mya is lured back the reservation by the Sinapu’s enemies. They will use David’s love for her to destroy the wolves.

If Mya can uncover the mysterious circumstances surrounding her birth, she might be able to stop the Skinwalkers from destroying her lover, but will it be enough to stop a predestined fate?

 

  Witching the Wolf

   Excerpt

 

 Chapter One

    She was trapped. With her back against the rocky cliffs, there was nowhere left to go - no place to run. From the darkness, she could see his radiant silver eyes – hungry eyes that would devour her body and soul.

    Mya searched for a way to escape, but it was no use.

    Then he emerged from the shadows. Beneath the light of the moon, he appeared ethereal - almost divine.

    Her knees grew weak and she felt as if the breath had been knocked out of her. No matter what she did, she could not pull enough oxygen into her lungs.

    Reaching behind her, Mya’s hand searched for something to hold onto to – anything that would keep her on her feet. It was impossible to tear her eyes from the tall - powerful figure steadily moving in her direction.

    A soft breeze teased at the long black hair that fell across his wide shoulders, making him seem even more feral than he already did. He stood before her - his natural splendor illuminated by the pale moonlight.

    The magnetic allure of his eyes drew her in – coaxing her to surrender her will.

    A familiar feeling of warmth stirred deep within her. She could not still the trembling as heat coursed through her body like liquid fire.

    Now he was in front of her - so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body. Her eyes were drawn to the sight of muscle moving beneath the smooth skin of his chest.

    Air rushed from her lungs when she felt his firm thigh forcing her legs apart. There was no time for thought or protest.

    His mouth was on her throat and she could feel his sharp teeth scraping against her tender flesh.

   She felt no fear, only an intense - all consuming heat. Her need for him erupted into something beyond anything she could comprehend.

    Fear clawed at her consciousness. She was afraid of what he was - of what he could do to her, but her body betrayed her. Like an animal, instinct took over. Her hands went to his shoulders and she pulled him closer.

    His mouth claimed hers and she found herself being pulled into an inferno that threatened to overwhelm her entire being. It was only the pain of his teeth nipping at her kiss-swollen lips that kept her from slipping away to that point of no return.

     Suddenly she was being ripped from her dream world. No matter how hard she tried, she could not hold on to him. The vision evaporated like puffs of smoke rising into an endless sky.

    Mya’s eyes fluttered open.

    She still trembled with the need her dream had invoked.

    But something had awakened her?

    The stiff muscles in her back and shoulders screamed in protest as she tried to get into a sitting position. Sleeping in the front seat of her car was probably not one of the wisest things she’d ever done, but she’d been too tired to keep driving.

    Mya looked around the empty rest stop. She was in the middle of nowhere - someplace between Flagstaff and Window Rock.

    It wasn’t really a rest stop, but more of a pull off with a small table and an outhouse.

    Her eyes strayed to the half moon suspended high above the rocky cliffs to the east. Mya noted that it had moved little since she’d pulled over and closed her eyes.

    She probably hadn’t slept longer than an hour, but maybe it was enough that she could make it the rest of the way to Window Rock. The last thing she needed was to end up driving her car off the side of the road because she was too sleepy to drive.

    She’d only meant to rest her eyes for a few minutes, but had quickly fallen into a deep sleep. Like most nights, her dreams were haunted by visions of David. It had been months since she’d left the Navajo Reservation. She’d hoped to hear from him, but there hadn’t been a word.     According to Uncle Donny, no one had seen him since she’d been gone.

    The fact that he was keeping a low profile didn’t surprise her, considering the threat of the Skinwalkers.

    But still, why hadn’t he at least sent word that he was okay?

    The low - ominous growl sent shards of fear into her heart.

    It was coming from just outside her car.

    Mya’s eyes flew to the window. At first all she could see were shadows, but suddenly one of those shadows moved.

   Her heart jumped into her throat.

    Nightmarish visions scrambled to the front of her mind. Once again the memories were crowding in on her - memories that she’d spent the last several months trying to forget. Her time in Arizona would be forever tainted by the murders of her parents and best friend.

    David had warned her to stay away.

    The Skinwalkers would do anything to bring the alpha wolf do his knees, even if that meant killing the one they’d created to destroy him.

    Is he were to die, she would still serve her purpose. Killing her would distract David and prevent the Changing.

    It had taken all her strength to keep from returning to the reservation to find him, but then Trent Metzger had called and asked for her help. He’d been arrested for the murder of a young Navajo woman.

    Trent claimed he had nothing to do with it, and though she might be a little crazy, Mya believed him.

    Trent’s family was deeply involved with the Navajo witches more commonly known as Skinwalkers. In fact, most people on the reservation believed Trent Metzger himself was a Skinwalker.

    Unlike the Sinapu, who were true shifters, the Skinwalkers were evil practitioners of the dark arts. According to legend, the Tchin'dih were demons that possessed the bodies of the Skinwalkers. It was these demons that gave them their power.

    Trent’s people were Skinwalkers, but he hadn’t embraced the Tchin'dih.

    Because Trent had once saved her life, Mya decided to make the trip back to Arizona to see what she could do to help.

    Returning to the reservation brought back all her old fears and anxieties.

    Was it possible that anxiety was causing her mind to play tricks on her?

    Maybe there wasn’t really anything out there in the dark.

    Forcing herself to breathe, Mya tried to remain calm.

    It was nothing.

    There was no way they could have tracked her already.

    Mya froze.

    The growls had now turned to snarls. Something crashed against the car so hard that it rocked.

    Startled, Mya shrieked in terror, but quickly clasped her hand over her mouth.

    She reminded herself that screaming would accomplish nothing but to let them know she was afraid. The Skinwalkers would feed off her fear and become stronger.

   She had to think.

   It had to be Skinwalkers. They wanted to scare her. If they terrorized her, she would be that much easier to subdue.

   Shaking, Mya turned the key in the ignition. Nothing happened. The starter wouldn’t even turn over.

    They had done something to her car while she slept.

    How had they found her so quickly?

    The Skinwalkers had to have been waiting for her. Somehow they’d picked up her trail and followed her after she’d crossed onto the reservation. They’d lured her back to the Arizona and right into their trap.

     Through her terror, it dawned on Mya that there were several sets of eyes staring at her from the darkness. These were not the eyes of Skinwalkers, but the eyes of wolves - the Sinapu.

    They were no more than inky silhouettes against the full moon, and although the Sinapu were in human form, a surreal light radiated from their eyes.
     The car doors were already locked, though she knew locked doors wouldn’t stop them. The thought had just formed when the passenger side door was ripped from its hinges. There was no time to react. She felt hands on her arms, yanking her from the car.

Witching the Wolf a Paranormal Romance (Skinwalkers Trilogy)

The Snow Just Keeps Coming


I am so ready to do some spring cleaning, but winter won’t go away. On days like this, it feels as if it’s been winter forever. New releases have been slow in coming over the last several months, and I apologize for that. It’s been a bad year for my family, but things are starting to look up now, well except for the cold and snow.

In January we were getting temperatures below 0, and wouldn’t you know it, that’s when my furnace gave out. It was a Friday night and they couldn’t get the parts to fix it until Monday. We spent all weekend trying to keep warm with a couple of little electric heaters.

It’s been a hectic year, but I did find the time to follow a few of my favorite TV Programs. I don’t watch TV a lot, but these shows are an exception. I really love Supernatural, but it’s going in a weird direction this year. The final of Haven was great; I can’t wait for the next season. Of course the Walking Dead is awesome.

Haven is based of a story by one of my favorite authors, The Colorado Kid by Stephen King, but that’s one of his works that I haven’t read yet. I might check it out soon, because I am a little lost on where that show is going. I know he has a couple of new books coming out this year that I can’t wait for, especially the sequel to the Shining. I also need to read Anne Rice’s new book; I think she’s released one about wolves. I love wolves.

My taste in reading is a little on the dark side, which is why I’ve decided to try my hand at writing Horror. Last year I released my first Horror/Thriller novel – Mr. Jingles. To keep from confusing readers, it was released under the name T.L. Bowns.

Well with things getting back on track now, I can get to rest of the books in the Skinwalkers and Twilight Hunters series. I have also been contemplating adding another book to the Immortal Destiny Series; maybe a prequel.