Tuesday, July 31, 2012

MaryLynn Bast - Werewolf Bound Guest Post and Giveaway

Welcome to the lovely MaryLynn Bast and her awesome Heart of the Wolf Series and her new release - Werewolf Bound -Adam's Tale

Genre: Fantasy, Fiction, Paranormal,
Ebook and Paperbook Formats: 132 pages

Book Description:
Adam Channing knows the rules…during the Full Moon Phase— DON’T GO IN THE WOODS.
Yet, he can’t ignore the call of a young female werewolf Patricia DuFur. He knows it’s against pack rules, but can’t resist the temptation and faces the consequences when her three brothers attack and leave him to die.

With Blake as a friend, he is well on his way to learning the ways of being a werewolf. Adams is constantly in a state of change when he receives the gift of “Seer”. His life takes on a whole new meaning out in the forest.


Welcome MaryLynn and thank you for describing your typical day to us.

MaryLynn: When Susan posed the question what do you do as a writer from the time you get up until you go to bed, I thought that’s easy…I write.  But there is more to it than that. I work with a company who is a contractor for the US military. Currently contracts are being negotiated for start dates so I have been on standby to go back to work and this enables me to dedicate more time to writing. When working, I travel all over the US and have been to Japan and S. Korea. My time away from home is usually three months at a time spent in hotel rooms. I get up at five am to start my day. Get my team out on their assignments, then I work on my reports and sneak in a bit of reading or writing as the day allows. As soon as I get back to my room, the laptop comes back out and I start working on my stories until it’s time to go to bed, usually around one am, then get up at five to start all over again.

When I am not out on assignment, I sleep when I feel like (which is not much) and write as much as I can. I find myself spending a majority of my time blogging, participating in blog tours, reviewing other people’s books and tweeting about my upcoming stories as well as helping to promote other authors. Oh, I can’t forget to mention I am a Facebook junkie. Constantly checking for updates on comments and trying to stay active on my page and other people’s pages as well. I spend quality time with a friend on Skype talking about anything and everything as well as chatting with people through Facebook and on yahoo chat. All this is done while I am writing most of the time. A good thing I have always been good at multi-tasking.  This keeps me busy while I wait to go back to work and start the vicious cycle over again.
I love it when fans contact me wanting more stories or asking about books that are out, telling me how much they love them are such an inspiration. I keep writing to keep everyone happy and because I enjoy the creative outlet.

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About the Author:   

MaryLynn Bast moved to Las Vegas in 2010 from Texas, where she grew up. She works as a consultant with a contractor for the US Military, traveling from base to base across the US and around the world. Whenever possible, MaryLynn enjoys spending time with her husband, children and friends. In her free time she writes paranormal fantasies, loves to read and travel.

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My Review of Werewolf Bound

When I found out that MaryLynn was having a blog tour for Werewolf Bound, from her Heart of a Wolf Series, I jumped on, no questions asked. At the time, I hadn’t read any of the series, but I’d heard so many wonderful things about it, I had to join in. I’m so glad I did. I was told that it didn’t matter that I hadn’t read the first book, No Remorse, yet, because they are all standalone books. Werewolf Bound was a complete joy to read. 
A quick read, Werewolf Bound is Adam Channing’s story. I like that name. Adam is a seventeen-year-old human boy bitten by the brothers of the girl he thinks is the one. Patricia Dufur wants to change Adam so that he would be accepted into her family, but things don’t go as planned and he is left for dead. Adam’s best friend Blake, another werewolf, finds him and changes him so he won’t die. The story goes on as Adam learns the traits of being a werewolf but I can’t go into anymore without giving too much away. 
I don’t read many werewolf stories, but out of the few I’ve read, Werewolf Bound is at the top. Now I need to read the first book in the series, No Remorse and I’m looking forward to it. MaryLynn, you have a new fan. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to read your book and be a part of your tour. 

Now the Giveaway

Thanks for participating and good luck!


Friday, July 27, 2012


It's time!

The release date will be here before we know it and I'm in the process of scheduling the blog tour for REFLECTIONS, Book two the Whisper Cape series. The tour will be October 25 - November 7th. There are still a few spots left in November, if you're interested in hosting me for a day, a guest post, review, interview or book showcase, please contact me at reganwalsh@hotmail.com

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Name Change and Adding Susan Griscom to Whisper Cape

After doing some minor ... actually major adjustments to my profile on Goodreads and everywhere else, changing my name from Regan Walsh back to Susan Griscom, my real name, well ... it has been a bit challenging and I lost all my Goodreads fans. :(

If you find a minute, please go here:


and please add your name back to my fan list.  Thanks everyone!!

If you've wondered why I changed, the explanation is simple. I have a young adult book, Allusive Aftershock, coming out sometime in 2013 (cover reveal soon) and I am using Susan Griscom, me, LOL as the author name. I've updated my Whisper Cape series covers showing Susan Griscom writing as Regan Walsh, instead of just Regan Walsh. The name Regan Walsh was a suggestion by my publisher, but having the two identities is beginning to wear on me and I think I might be able to manage my books, emails, tours, and social media better as Susan.

Thanks for reading


Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Join the Hot Summer Nights Giveaway Blog Hop July 18-22

It's hot out and it's time for the Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop Giveaway. Hosted By BonaFide Reflections and The Book Nympho!

This contest was so much fun, and everyone's favorite paranormal suggestions are going on my TBR. (The Black Dagger Brotherhood, by JR. Ward  has been a favorite of mine for a while.) Thank you everyone for participating and visiting my blog. I decided one winner just wasn't enough. So I picked two!

Congratulations to:

Jennifer Spence Mill-Irving
 Nora Weston

You won an e-book copy of Whisper Cape and an ARC e-copy of Reflections, book two in the Whisper Cape series, when it comes out in a couple months.

The rules are simple. Just leave a blog comment from the Rafflecopter with your email address. I'm not even going to require you to follow my blog. But if you want to, that'd be great. Check me out on Facebook and Twitter  too.

Good luck and be sure to visit the other blogs in the hop!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Lux Series Giveaway!

Lux Series Giveaway! At Rotten Apple Reads

I am a new found LOVER of Jennifer L. Armentrout books! So to show a little of appreciation to her and the fans, I am supporting Alice at Rotten Apple Reads in her giveaway of a paper/hard back copies of Obsidian,Onyx and a Pr-Order of Diety!  Contest runs through August, 2012.

Happy Reading!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Happy Independence Day!

Happy Independence Day!!
Fire up those BBQs and Fire up those Kindles

Hosted by

July Blog Hop

I hope you're all ready, cocked and loaded for this awesome blog hop!
Along with some terrific reads to win, there are two Kindle Fires being offered, loaded with some amazing books by Co-sponsored author's books.

Here on my blog I'm giving away an e-book copy of Whisper Cape,  which is packed full of sparks and firepower to help fuel your independence. In addition, I'm giving some awesome patriotic swag in dedication to my two wonderful sons, both serving in the United States military.

Many thanks go out to all the men and women in the United States military and their family's who support them.

Enter to win now! But don't stop! Scroll down for the link to enter to win one of those awesome packed Kindle Fires

Click the Kindle Fire picture for the link to enter to win one of them.

Thanks for stopping by and be sure and stop by all the blogs listed below for a chance to win more great prizes.

Happy Reading!


Sunday, July 1, 2012

Falling Immortality - Showcase and Giveaway

Now for something a little different. A mystery! Not just for the men out there! Quite a few of us ladies enjoy hard-boiled mysteries. I know we all enjoy great female characters, and in Falling Immortality,  a mysterious woman named Dragon Lady will knock your socks off. Sound exciting? Yep!

Please join me in a warm welcome to Robert Downs, author of the fantastic Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator, as he talks about why he writes MANfiction. In addition, Robert is offering one e-book and one print copy of Falling Immortality to two lucky winners.

A debut, hard-boiled mystery fiction for men. Stephen King’s son describes a fitting genre as MANfiction (the opposite of Chick lit). 

Casey Holden, former cop, current PI in Virginia Beach, VA, screens his clients the way he screens his women, based on whichever drop-dead gorgeous woman happens to waltz through his door first and manages to hold his attention. So when Felicity Farren, widow-at-large, struts into his office asking him to solve the two-year-old murder of her husband Artis, she intrigues him. When Casey starts digging, he learns the murder isn’t what it seems to be and he doesn’t have a big enough shovel to unearth the truth. And to top it all off, his former rival at the police department, Greg Gilman, is determined to disrupt his investigation. Casey's challenge is to learn what really happened to Artis, and why Gilman can’t seem to remove his head from his butt. And he’ll need all of his wits to complete the task.

Why I Write MANfiction

The question is a rather simple one, but the answer proves a bit more convoluted. Honestly, I can’t imagine not writing in the genre. I had a character, and that character had a story to tell. It’s not really much more complicated than that. While Casey and I may not share very many characteristics in common, he’s as much a part of me as my left arm. He gives me a voice when simple words seem to get lost in the shuffle. He’s a symbol of justice, and while he has a moral compass a bit different from you and me, he’ll do whatever it takes to solve a case.

I devour mysteries with strong male leads seven days a week, and I crave action as much as die hard Steelers fans crave football. For me, it wasn’t a matter of choosing the genre, because it was popular, or because I thought it would lead me to fame and fortune. It was the exact opposite: the genre chose me. I had no idea what MANfiction was, or even that it existed, and at the time I began writing Casey, I had no idea where I would go with his story. But it was the first manuscript I connected with on a deeper, more meaningful level, and it was a story that I kept coming back to despite years away from it, when life managed to get in the way. And get in the way it did. But I knew it was the first story I had to get out there, despite the criticism, despite the uphill battle, despite the constant reminder of marketing to a group that doesn’t read, despite the severity of the odds stacked against me. I knew it with as much certainty as placing my hand in front of my face.

So why write MANfiction? I guess the simple answer is that I wrote the story that I had to write, and the exact character that was meant for me and me alone. That’s the bottom-line. It took me seven years to see publication, once the vision for Casey first entered my mind, and if I had decided to publish for any other reason, I would have given up years ago, and moved on to another tale. But I didn’t. The bond was made from my first vision of the character, and it’s a bond that’s only grown stronger with time. As the connection deepens, not only do I discover more about Casey, I also discover more about myself. And that discovery keeps me coming back to my computer day after day, and I know it will keep me coming back for years and years to come.

Robert Downs is the author of Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator. A sample chapter of his MANfiction mystery debut, as well as other interesting information about the author, or his main character, can be located at his website.

Robert aspired to be a writer before he realized how difficult the writing process was. Fortunately, he'd already fallen in love with the craft, otherwise Casey might never have seen print. Originally from West Virginia, he has lived in Virginia, Massachusetts, and now resides in New Mexico.

Despite his literary side, numbers are very much a part of his world, to the point that he has a business administration degree from West Virginia University as well as an MBA from Columbia College.

To find out more about Casey, visit the author’s website: http://www.RobertDowns.net Falling Immortality is his first novel.

Robert invites you to enjoy this excerpt from his novel, Falling Immortality.

Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator


Robert Downs


“My husband died,” she said.

She wiped her eyes, but she didn’t shed a tear.

I was accustomed to serious — I’m a former cop — and I couldn’t give it up. “I’m sorry for your loss,” I told her. It seemed like the appropriate thing to say. There’s something to be said for effort.

“I’d like to hire you.”

I needed more to go on. “What’s your husband’s name?”

She paused as if she might be trying to remember. “Artis, Artis Farren. I’m Felicity, his wife. I hear you’re the best, Mr. Holden.”

“Thank you,” I said. “I have an inquisitive mind.”

“It goes with the territory, doesn’t it?” Felicity whipped out a cigarette, and before she even asked if it was okay with me — it wasn’t — she lit it up.

“Indeed it does go with the territory.” I wanted to tell her she could put her cigarette out on her butt. I thought better of it, opened a desk drawer where I kept an ashtray for idiots who hadn’t kicked the weed and placed the ashtray before her on my desk. I’d learned how to handle compromise in my relationships with women — I kept my mouth shut and looked cute. I could even do both at the same time. But that’s beside the point.

Felicity had blown into my office in a blue skirt two inches too short. Her blonde hair and makeup appeared to be sculpted. With hardly a glance from her crystal blue eyes, she sat down in one of my two guest chairs, while I remained behind my mahogany desk ready for action. I’d even leaned back in my desk chair to send a message of confidence and competence.

“I can’t pay you very much,” she now said.

Money wasn’t an issue for me. I had my parents’ trust fund to keep me afloat — the one thing they hadn’t done when their fancy yacht went down in a storm off the Mexican coast. The PI business didn’t pay all that well, and neither did the cop business, but I loved the work. I cleared my throat and told her, “If I solve it, we’ll talk about my fee. I have reasonable rates.”

“Like Motel 6?”

“Exactly, only I’m better looking.” I flashed her one of my killer smiles — it didn’t work — so I quickly looked peeved instead.

“Indeed you are — better looking.”

I waited for her to continue. The only thing she did was continue to spew sooty fumes in my face. Finally I gave in and asked, “Why me?”

Felicity took a long drag on her cigarette. “The cops haven’t been much help. It’s been two years now, but they’ve done nothing to solve it.”

“I’m sure they have,” I said. Even though I’m an ex-cop, I still believe cops have good methods; I’m just not sure I could deal with them on a regular basis. So I don’t. Now I just harass them from time to time — it’s more fun that way. Everyone needs their perks, and that’s one of mine. Lots of perks come with being a PI. I set my own hours, I charge an hourly rate, I take vacations on a bimonthly basis, and I consider a lot of beautiful women. I even receive a few tempting offers, but so far I’ve been a good boy. That could change any time now. After all, trouble could come my way almost any day. That’s how life had been with my parents.

First, it had been a near miss in their private jet when the gear wouldn’t lower, but in that case the pilot had saved the day with an ace high, full stall belly landing. Then it had been a car off a narrow road in the Swiss Alps, which carried them into a fifty foot deep ravine. Just one thing after another — they’d walked away laughing . . . I tried not to think about those fantastic people who’d been my parents . . . It was hard to do . . . But back to Felicity and her cigarette.

I had a cup of cold coffee on my side of the desk and, despite the ashtray, a pile of messy ashes. I didn’t like the thought of my mahogany desk (the one piece of really nice furniture I had in my office) turning to charcoal. Nevertheless, I decided to move ahead. “Why don’t you tell me what happened?”

“I don’t know much to tell you . . .”

The shaking of her head gave her away: she knew more than what she was telling me which, so far, hadn’t been much. “Why don’t you let me decide that? Tell me what you do know.” I know how to listen or at least make it appear I listen.

“I’m not really sure where to begin.”

“The beginning’s always a good place,” I said.

“Are you a smart-ass for a living?” Her crystal blue eyes snapped shut, then opened, as if this was about to be the end of a beautiful friendship.

“No, it’s just a side business,” I said. “I gotta keep up the good humor. You know?” Well, I hoped she did.

She opened her mouth, and then she closed it again.

I liked it when I wrapped a woman’s tongue around her head three times. It was the perfect payback for all the guys out there who have been given the shaft by a smart woman.

Women are smarter than men, especially when it comes to relationships, and ever since I learned this, I’d tried to level the playing field. I’m just one man, and I’ve been known to fall flat on my face a time or two, but I keep trying to even the score. One day maybe I will.

Finally she ended the suspense and said, “It was a random shooting. My husband was at the bar, his regular nightspot. A man just walked in, pulled out a gun like it was an extension of his arm, shot my husband, turned around and left. That was it.”

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