Like an #alphamale? Check out Eden and its sequel Hunted in this #scifi romance

Imagine yourself stranded. No way of communicating, no shelter. No food. Now imagine that place is another planet. Then you realise you're not alone...

Astronaut Jenny found herself abandoned on Eden after a miscommunication failure with her crew. From 2056 where technology ruled and hard work was left to robots, she was forced to go back to basics and live a pre-historic life.

Unfortunately, a lone alien had crash-landed previously and was already living such a life.

Bad news for Jenny. Good news for him.

Eden begs the simple question:

How far would you go to survive? 

 

Eden #1 | Hunted #2

Author note:

Eden can be read as a stand alone novel, however, Hunted follows on from Eden so needs to be read after Eden.

Like paranormal, time travelling romance? Wide Awake Asleep ticks all those boxes!

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‘Past events can be changed but one must be careful of how one does it because it’ll impact on the rest of one’s life.’—Dáire Quin, Modify your Destiny if you Must, 2003

No one saw Julie’s car leave the road, no one saw her crash into the watery ditch, no one saw the gnarled tree branch pierce through the window screen and impale her to her seat.
No one heard her screams.
Yet, this was the beginning of Julie’s life.

Julie Compton, is a forty-something woman, striving for success in a male dominated business world. She thinks she’s made it. She thinks she has it all. Trouble is, her destiny has been travelling in the wrong direction and Julie is now forced to relive her life by occupying people’s bodies from her past in a time-travel, paranormal adventure.

For readers who enjoyed books like 'The Time Traveler's Wife' and 'The Lovely Bones'.

  Excerpt from WIDE AWAKE ASLEEP – a paranormal, time travel romance.

 Disorientated, I looked around at my surroundings. I had the strange feeling that I wasn’t here at all. I thought I heard a voice, and I cocked my head, but it was carried away on a gust of wind. The feeling of hands touching my body subsided and I was left in this paradox universe where I was me inside someone else’s body.

I looked down at myself and the first thing I saw was a plaid skirt, and thick tights, which sagged at the knees and ankles.

My heart began to beat in horror. No, no. Please, God, no.

My hands touched the stained cardigan over my large droopy breasts. Up further to my face…

My hands recoiled.

I felt a moustache!

I gasped in horror. I was ‘Auntie’ Iris Grimshaw!

It was bad enough being goofy Sarah Marshall, but now I had a moustache! And a bloody monobrow!

Iris began to walk, and I felt a sharp pain in my hip. I slowed, but the pain persisted. It shot down my left leg every time my foot touched the ground. No wonder the old sod was grouchy.

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No one knew she was driving on that stretch of road.

No one saw her car leave the road and crash into a watery ditch.

No one heard the car’s window screen smash as a tree branch pierced through and impaled her to her seat.

No one heard her scream.

But that moment was the beginning of Julie’s life.

Wide Awake Asleep - coming 16th December.

If you liked The Butterfly Effect and the time travel series Life on Mars...

Wide Awake Asleep - coming Christmas 2016

Village girl Julie Compton couldn’t wait to leave Potterspury, her mum, boyfriend and best friend when they turned against her and turned her cossetted life upside down and inside out.

Unable to forgive then, she left for London and threw herself into making a name for herself in the perfume industry.

Twenty years later, and with adult hindsight, she can see that she played an active part in her adolescent misery.

But it was too late to rectify things now. Her mum was dying, her boyfriend and best friend had both died. And the village where she grew up had moved-on without her.

It’s strange how things turn out, isn’t it?

‘Time travel may be possible for some,

 but it happens at impractical times and when you least expect.’―

Dáire Quin, Dark Energy, Dark Matter, 1999

The dark side of chick lit #romcom

Have you ever wondered if your dreams are trying to tell you something?

But what if your dreams are so terrifying that you'd rather not know the answer?

Valerie Anthrope's dreams are definitely trying to tell her something that she'd rather not know. And strangely, the dreams are stronger when people get close to her.

The result: she avoids human contact where possible.

But love has an annoying little habit of creeping up when you least expect it.

Dare she step out into the world and live again?

Lex Kendal is a spoilt, rich playboy. His world is fast cars and glamourous women. Women crave his affections--and money. Valerie tells herself she's too vulnerable for Lex's 'love 'em and leave 'em' motto.

But is Valerie going to listen to her heart...
or are her dreams going to become their nightmare?

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Authors Electric: Another bad book review? Yippee! Guest Post by Lou...

Authors Electric: Another bad book review? Yippee! Guest Post by Louise Wise...:

From indie author Jacqueline Howett to Gothic horror author Anne Rice we’ve all reacted badly to reviews, only most of us do it silently.

It isn’t nice when someone hates something you’ve trawled over for months or even years, but to take offence over another’s perspective is completely the wrong attitude.

If you’ve a book to sell you’re asking strangers to buy your title, remember that, you’re asking them. You’ve no right to demand they like your book, just as you’ve no right to demand they write a good review. They are strangers. They don’t know you. They don’t care about you. They owe you nothing. Readers tell the truth. Readers like to tell other readers about their great finds or warn them not to touch.

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Remember your first love?

The story behind Eden

It is just writers or people in general who have fantasies? Not the sexual fetishes type of fantasies but daydreams where you're a person with magical powers or a person who is up against adversity and has a struggle to survive. Or maybe you're not that person at all. You're a 'viewer' of your fantasy and dreaming of a mythical person/creature... or this person is an alien...

Yup, that's Fly, my 'dream man' from Eden and Hunted.

He's been with me for years and years and to begin with he wasn't an alien (I know, palpitations!) but a horse! A horse who could change into a human, a horse who was untrainable and was about to be put down.

Look, I was nine years old!

But there is Fly's humble beginning.

I moved into my teens and my daydreaming became more defined and I asked myself how did Fly turn himself into a human. That's where the alien idea began to blossom, and instead of just daydreaming about him I began to write.

His first story is all hand-written in notebooks (still got them somewhere) and he wasn't even the main star of the show. I made him pretty much the baddy of the book--someone like the Incredible Hulk who was big, dangerous and misunderstood... although he wasn't green. And yes, I loved the early episodes of the Incredible Hulk. The movie killed it, but I digress.

It's funny because as I look back, Fly was always older than me, but now, as I reach a grand old age of forty (can't spell fifty), he's suddenly younger than me. I've out aged my dream man!

But Fly will always be there for me.

My first love.

Eden and Hunted are available in all digital bookstores and now as paperbacks.

Happy reading!

Eden

One injured, one insane, the other an alien. Which man should Jenny trust? They all want her for themselves.
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Hunted (Eden book 2)
As the only survivors, they rely on one another. But he isn’t human and the place she calls home, isn't Earth.
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More from Louise Wise:
http://stacyclaflin.com/2013/11/13/author-interview-louise-wise/
http://blog.pauldorset.com/2013/06/author-interview-louise-wise.html
https://areadersreviewblog.com/2012/11/08/eden-by-louise-wise/
https://janruthblog.wordpress.com/?s=louise+wise

Eden and its concluding part Hunted

Excerpt from the book EDEN

 

She started, her eyes flaring wide. The noise she heard echoed up the corridor. With her nerve failing, she jumped to her feet, allowing the broken appliance to fall to the floor. She could already hear heavy footsteps pounding up the corridor as she dashed across to the lobby.

At the exit, she slipped in a puddle of animal blood and fell, sprawling, to the ground. She began to scramble out of the doorway on her stomach, but her ankles were seized and she was whipped backwards at speed.

She was abruptly released, but the momentum caused her to roll until she hit the opposite wall. She lowered her hands, which had instinctively risen to shield her head against the impact, and peered fearfully at her attacker.

His feet, bare and soiled, were planted wide apart, and his naked chest was rising and falling rapidly. He threw something and she covered her head again. The crushed bottle caught her on the back of the hand. She stifled a shocked cry, and peered through her fingers at the alien, her stomach rolling and twisting like waves.

He reeled off a string of words, and she flinched at the tone. He bent towards her and she tried to hide within the wall, but she was lifted by the front of her suit and hung, like a ragdoll, from his hands. Her chin began to tremble.

She was deflated; all fight had fled her body.

‘I’m sorry.’ Tears fell in an endless rush. ‘I thought you’d gone. I thought you were on Taurus. Th-that’s w-why I drank it.’

She was shaken roughly, her head rocking on her shoulders, and then dropped. The instant she hit the floor she curled into the foetal position, with her arms covering her head.

Her senses were acute to sound, and her brain nagged her to flee, but she remained motionless. The old, old trick: play dead. It was miraculous how prehistoric instincts had quickly reasserted their position in her life.

Finally, the bare feet walked away. But she remained in a curled ball, the dismembered animal her neighbour, and wondered if the quality of her life would be worth the struggle to survive.

 EDEN

Fly was an unwilling experiment; Jenny was marooned. 

Both were destined to meet.

Eden book #1

 Excerpt from the book HUNTED

A honnard ran into her line of vision, he was followed by a Jelvia who looped a chain around its neck. He whooped with delight as the caveman fell to the ground. Another Jelvia jumped off a strange-looking creature that looked like a cross between a short-necked giraffe and a horse, and hit a panicking native across the back of the head with a stick. The ‘stick’ had a loop over one end, and when the honnard fell to the floor, the loop was slipped over its head. Another Jelvia ran past, kicking over a carefully arranged stockpile of wood and rocks. He disappeared from view, but another jumped down from the ledge above the mouth of the cave where Jenny was hiding, making her start. He ran forwards and scattered a group of honnards. Jenny saw Zack run out of the trees, his spear aloft, teeth bared. He threw it, and dived to one side as a Jelvia spat. Jenny couldn’t be sure if he’d been hit or not. But a Jelvia lay on the ground clearly dead with a spear sticking out of his chest.

There were lots of yelling and howling, and there was no doubt in Jenny’s mind that these Jelvias had captured Fly—or killed him.

‘Look at this!’ someone shouted, and Jenny saw a Jelvia take the small effigy of her from a tree. ‘The prims believe in her!’

‘There are loads of them,’ someone else said. ‘The prims believe in her.’ The gap she was peering through darkened as the Jelvia pulled the stick doll from above the cave’s entrance.

This close Jenny could only see the lower half of his legs. Another Jelvia joined the one outside her cave and the doll was either dropped or thrown to the ground.

A heel crushed it into the dust, making her believe it was the latter. ‘Utter rubbish,’ the perpetrator said. ‘How many prims have we got?’

‘Four.’

‘That all? Where’s the others?’

‘They ran into the forest!’ someone said. ‘We came in too hard! They’ve run.’

The grinder of the doll swore, and his legs moved away. Then it was over. They left behind their destruction and moved off to find more unsuspecting prisoners. Jenny lowered her head into her arms. How many Jelvias had there been? It was hard to tell, but how could she, a lone woman, fight them and rescue her man?

 

 HUNTED

Odd events remind her that the man she gave everything up for isn’t human. Eden returns with its conclusion in Hunted

Hunted Book #2