So, she wakes up in a dumpster….Reluctantly Undead by Rayne Rachels ~ Blog Tour and Giveaway

Posted: August 8, 2014 in Blog Tour, giveaways, Paranormal or fantasy, Romance
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Virtual Book Tour Dates: 7/16/14 – 8/13/14

I have a fun post to share with you today. The author has written an interesting guest post about her characters, I have a fun excerpt for you, and there’s a great giveaway, so don’t forget to enter!

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 Rayne Rachels shares with us about writing her characters

Sometimes the characters I create are difficult to write. They refuse to work with the plot I have created, or for some reason, I can’t stand them and want to kill them off so I don’t have to deal with them anymore. But then, there are a lot of characters I have created that I really like and enjoy writing about them and their adventures.

Ember Winterstone in Reluctantly Undead was one of those characters who was really fun to write. This was the first time I have written a story in first person, but it gave me the opportunity to explore Ember and her world through her eyes, which I didn’t have with Queen Zophia, the psycho vampire. I only saw Zophia through Ember’s eyes.

Ember has a lot of issues. She deals with her weight. Being a size 16 is not easy. When she gets stressed, Ember eats chocolate which, of course, is not a good thing for the weight issue. How many of us deal with this same issue? My hand is up.

Ember also has a crazy stepdad and an even weirder stepbrother. She tends to be stubborn and sometimes mouthy, but that is part of her charm.

And then she is bitten by a vampire and left for dead.

According to Ember, being a vampire sucks because somehow she managed to totally screw up the whole transformation process. She has the fangs and the desire for blood, but she can walk around in the sunlight as long as she has her trusty sunglasses on, and she still eats food, especially chocolate. How cool to be a vampire, but not have to give up chili-cheese fries or chocolate milkshakes!

It was fun following Ember as she discovered what being a vampire really was, her strange heritage her mom kept hidden from her, and figuring out what really mattered.

Honestly, I can’t wait to see what the future holds for Ember.

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Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Blurb:

Ember Winterstone is not having a good night. She wakes up in a dumpster. Her neck hurts where her date used her as a meal. Vampire hunters chase her, and the other vampires think she is the real queen, especially since she is a day walker, eats food, drinks almost no blood, and stands up to Zophia, the psycho vampire queen.

Ember’s problems have just begun.

Her mother has kept a couple of major secrets from her, the two men who make Ember drool refuse to claim her, and the psycho vampire queen decides Ember must die.

 

Excerpt:

I looked around.

My brain started functioning, and it dawned on me.

I was in a dumpster—a stinking, nasty, filthy, rotting trash-filled dumpster!

I couldn’t believe it. I mean, how did I get in here? I didn’t exactly climb in willingly. I can’t even stand opening the large green trash can when I take out the trash at home. The smell—especially in summer—is enough to gag a maggot! My climbing into the dumpster on my own was off the list of possibilities.

I sniffed and looked down.

My jeans!

There was no way I was going to get the ode de trashcan funk out of my jeans.

I groaned.

I just bought them, and they fit good…really good! It’s not easy finding jeans to fit a size 16 frame, especially with a butt like mine.

I was pissed.

Someone was going to pay for them, just as soon as I figured a way out of the gross, over-sized tin can in which I was buried.

Glancing around, I sighed. The dumpster was only half-full, so getting out probably wasn’t going to be easy.

Pulling myself into a sitting position was an act of Congress, but standing? That had me clueless.

I pushed and shoved stuff out of my way. I started to groan when I heard a sound. At least, I thought I heard something. I got really still and waited.

Nothing.

I started to take to move again.

“Are you sure she’s dead?”

I froze.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” replied a second male voice.

What the hell, my eyes widened and my heart pounded against my rib cage.

“It just sounds strange that she died like that. Maybe she just fainted,” suggested the first voice.

“She was dead. I waited an hour. No pulse. No heartbeat. She was dead. I tossed her into the dumpster.”

 

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About the Author:

Rayne Rachels lives in Texas with her husband and two very demanding cats. When she isn’t creating stories, she can be found reading and honing her photography skills. Rayne enjoys taking road trips, especially to the coast where she fishes every chance she gets. She also enjoys visiting flea markets and playing poker.

 

Author Links:

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Giveaway:

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Comments
  1. Tiffany Tosh says:

    Thanks for the giveaway.

  2. Rayne Rachels says:

    Laura, thank you for having me as a guest today!!!

  3. Ty Wilson says:

    Sounds like an interesting spin on the paranormal world. I look forward to reading it. Thanks!

  4. mcushing7m says:

    Thanks for introducing me to this new for me author! Sounds interesting and definitely perfect for me!

  5. Sounds like a fun read and I loved reading about the characters.

  6. Rayne Rachels says:

    Hi guys,
    Thank you for the nice comments. I really enjoyed writing this book! I hope you enjoy reading it. Good luck!!!

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