Hey guys it’s been a while! Thank you for sticking with me while I’ve been so silent. My personal life has been like a roller-coaster over the last few years and it has took its toll on my creativity.
But I am back writing! The words are flowing and I’m managing to carve out a few presious hours here and there to concentrate on my books. So what’s next?
I’m currently working on Alice’s story (title reveal soon) this will be set 2 years into the future after the end of Holocaust.
Before that release though I will be releasing a previously published novella, Betrayal, which was part of The Deadwood Hunter boxset. This story follows Alice and the events that take place in Holocaust.
Betrayal will give readers an insight into Alice’s mind, and catch them up ready for the full length novel.
So dates to look out for are:
July 14th – Betrayal cover reveal.
August 1st – Deadwood Hunter book 4 title reveal
August 17th – Betrayal release
September 14th – Deadwood Hunter book 4 cover reveal
October 26th – Deadwood Hunter book 4 release day
Now I have received many emails and messages asking about the New Dawn novels and yes there is going to be another one, maybe two books in this YA series. It will be the next book I work on after I finish Alice’s story. Regarding a release date… I’m just not sure at this stage. Maybe it will be the end of this year… Maybe later. I’m not sure peeps, pray to the muse God’s for me!
That’s all I know so far, I’m going to leave you with a snippet of Betrayal and get back to writing before the baby wakes up,
Until next time,
Happy reading XO
The girl you knew is dead. Mourn her, Alice, mourn the girl I used to be; mourn the life we were supposed to have together, and then move on.
“You are such an idiot, Lex,” Alice muttered to herself. Her eyes fixed on the endless blue ocean in front of her.
You’ve never let anything keep you down…
“You’re right, Lex. I never did. Until now. I should be freaking happy, but I’m not.” Burying her head in her hands with a groan, Alice stared at the pale gold sand through the cracks in her fingers, but saw only the past; remembered the tear tracks running down her best friend’s face. The friend she was supposed to forget existed; the friend who had told Alice to mourn her. When she was still alive…somewhere. “I can’t move on, Lexia. I’ve tried and I can’t!”
“Alison? Hey! Alison…ALISON?”
Alice looked up and forced the mask she had to wear daily onto her face. Alice…Alison…I’m neither of those people anymore. “Kate, what’s up?”
“We’re going into the water. Are you coming, or are you planning to sit, and mutter to yourself?”
She should have smiled and stood up. She shouldhave been happy. Alice knew that, but there was one thing missing in this new life…Lexia. It didn’t matter how many friends she had, or that those friends actually cared about clothes, parties, and men. None of them had known her since she was a child. None of them had cheered her up when she was sad. Or stolen booze when she needed to forget the world. Not one of the superficial girls she’d met since arriving in Santa Cruz would take a bullet for her. It didn’t matter that she had a new name. Alice still existed, as did Lexia; and with each passing day, it became harder to pretend.
“I’m actually going to head home. I’m feeling kinda shit.”
“Rough night?” Kate said with a wink.
“Yeah, something like that.” Alice smiled, and it amazed her every time her face complied, when on the inside, her stomach twisted, and her heart hurt.
The truth was Alice had, in fact, had a rough night; except, it wasn’t for the reason Kate thought. She’d tried her hardest to enjoy her date with Landon but, in the end, she’d feigned illness, and escaped early only to spend the night having nightmares. These nightmares were memories, Memories of her last weeks with Lexia, memories of the monsters in this world.
Forget me. Forget hunters, and shifters. Just forget it all, and be happy.
Alice climbed to her feet and kicked at the sand. Clenching her fists in frustration, she headed down the beach toward the quieter end.
Turns out you’re not that easy to forget Lex. And seeing a man turn into an animal can never be unseen. Believe me, I’ve tried.
Her phone rang as she reached the pier. Kicking at the water as she ran her fingers across the weather beaten wooden beams supporting the pier, she answered.
“Gabe, how’re things?” Gabe was the thirty-something male in charge of keeping her safe. He was sexy as sin, but Alice and Gabe didn’t get along. It was a crime for a man to look that good and not have a personality to match. Though Alice had seen him smile, and be charming to her mother, she’d chosen to ignore that fact. He was never charming to her, and it had nothing what so ever to do with the fact that she questioned his every decision and order.
“Where are you?” he snapped.
“I’m at the beach, like I told you; aannd like I also told you, I do not need a fricking bodyguard everywhere I go.”
“Ali –”
“No, Gabe, I don’t care. If I’m ever going to move on, I need to try to have a normal –”
“Fuck’s sake, ALICE, LISTEN.”
Only now could Alice hear the notes of urgency in his tone. “My parents?”
“They’re fine. Someone was sniffing around campus, asking about you or the former you. I’ve moved your parents just in case. Where are you? I’ll come get you.”
Heart beating a relentless drum through her skull, Alice turned to look up the beach as the hair on the back of her neck prickled. “I’m under the pier,” she whispered, her breath hitching as two sets of gold eyes fixed on her. “But it’s too late, Gabe. They’re already here.”
“Run, Alice, run!” Gabe’s demanding voice unlocked her legs, but she knew it was futile. She couldn’t outrun hunters. She was human. She wasn’t strong like Lexia. She’d not even been able to move on, and start a new life.
As her feet slipped through the sand, her heart whooshing through her ears, she realized she wasn’t the strong part of her and Lexia’s duo. Lexia was always the strong, calm one, to her erratic energy. Lexia was the anchor in the unforgiving tide. Only Lexia had let her go, and now she was adrift at sea.
Her scream never left her throat. Pain burst through her skull as her phone fell from her grasp, Gabe’s voice still drifting from it.
At least, I don’t have to pretend anymore. She thought before blackness descended.
Rachel M Raithby 