Magic Breaks UK E-edition Cover

Magic-Breaks-UKSeveral of you asked about UK edition of Magic Breaks.  There is no print version.  You have to order US edition from Book depository or Amazon.  The ebook version will be uploaded 24-48 hours after US release.

For Posterity

Okay, this will not last, so I am preserving this unexpected hilarity for posterity.  Drum rolls, please.


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Hehehe!  I guess the giant sale was a smashing success.  :D

Huge Sale

To celebrate the release of Ilona Andrew’s newest Kate Daniels novel MAGIC BREAKS, we’ve dropped the price on the U.S. e-book edition of all six of the first books in the series for ONE DAY ONLY! Today (Sunday, July 20th) all six titles are available for only $1.99 each. (You’re welcome!) Click the link for your device below and enjoy your forthcoming awesome summer reading…!

New plan:

Amazon: Buy here.

BN: Buy here.

Kobo: Buy here.

Google Play: Buy here.


Beautiful Ashes- Excerpt

Remember how I claimed that Jeaniene Frost’s Beautiful Ashes cover was misleading? I coerced a snippet out of her, which she gave me with some reluctance, because it has some serious awesomeness in it.  Here you go.

PS. Jeaniene, don’t be mad at me.


“What is that?”

Adrian’s voice startled me. For a second, I was disoriented, the dream clinging to me as it always did. Yes, I was in a car, but I wasn’t the unknown woman driving away from her baby. That wasn’t real. The glare Adrian leveled at my chest was, though.

“Is that a mirror?” He sounded horrified.

I looked down. My locket was open, the mirrored side facing me. At some point while I was sleeping, I must’ve opened it. Adrian’s hand shot out, but this time, I was too fast for him.

“Don’t you dare,” I snapped, holding it out of his reach. “It’s the only picture I have of my sister after you left everything I own back at that hotel in Bennington!”

He lunged again, actually letting go of the steering wheel to reach the side of the car where I held it. With a sharp yank, he wrested the locket from my hands. I tried to snatch it back, but he shoved me into my seat with one hand, finally grabbing the steering wheel with the other.

“Are you crazy?” I shrieked. “You could’ve gotten us killed!” If this hadn’t been a lonely stretch of desert road, our careening into the next lane might’ve had permanent consequences.

“You’re going to get yourself killed,” was his chilling response. Then, still pinning me to my chair with that single hand, he held my locket up.

I gasped. Something dark poked out of the small mirror, like a snake made of blackest smoke. It disappeared when Adrian smashed the mirror against the steering wheel, but an eerie wind whistled through the car, ruffling my hair and stinging my nostrils with its acrid scent.

Adrian muttered a word in that unknown language, and I didn’t need a translator to tell me it was a curse.

“What was that?” My voice was hoarse.

He threw me a pitying glance, which frightened me even more. If he wasn’t angry, we must really be screwed.

His next words proved that. “Brace yourself, Ivy. You’re about to meet a demon.”

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Link Salad!

All I want to do today is to sit here and write my book.  Most of the stuff I absolutely have to do today have nothing to do with writing. Oy.


Quote of the yesterday, from Magic Shifts:

“Can’t you just kill it with fire?” Mrs. Oswald asked.

I stuffed the tick’s legs into the large hazmat body bag. “Unfortunately, we can’t. That would be illegal. All magic hazmat has to be surrendered to Biohazard, so they can quarantine it.”

“What do you mean quarantine?” Mrs. Oswald asked.

“They’ll keep the corpse on ice for a few days to see if it tries to evolve into something else after death.”

“And then?” Mrs Oswald asked.

“Then they’ll kill it with fire,” I told her.


Ace asked very nicely if we would turn on the Ask the Author feature on Goodreads, which we did. (I have bookmarked the dashboard and I am heroically resisting looking at anything but dashboard.)  So here is a link to questions already answered.  You’re welcome to ask a question.  I promise to answer honestly.  Unfortunately, sometimes the answer will be “I don’t know.”


TBA-cover-2-195x300Jeaniene Frost is having an ARC giveaway for her new book, BEAUTIFUL ASHES.  This is not my book, and I have no relationship with Harlequin, so I am completely free to say this: the cover has nothing to do with the contents.  I’ve read the book.  The book is all kick-ass, and demonic evil, and coming of-age love story.  It has prehistoric lizard hounds in it. The cover is a random girl in the woods.  What? Come on, Harlequin.


BURN FOR ME has ran through the Amazon Vine program, so there are early reviews.  I found out this fact when I innocently went to Amazon for a buy link to NIGHT SHIFT.  Here is a link to early reviews.  Spoiler: people are surprised it’s not “porn.” (Why would it be porn?  O_o.)  It’s a slow burn, with instant chemistry, so there are a few hot scenes, but the relationship builds over the course of three books.  Because we write slow burn well and we like to torture you.  (Actually, it’s because I don’t like insta-love trope.)


Guys, please let me know if you’ve settled on meet and greet locations for the tour.  We are getting conflicting suggestions for Seattle and Portland. Here is the link to the list of tour locations.  Please feel free to use the comment section of this post to organize.


Book Talk Nation video chat in one week, on July 22nd.  Link here. If you can’t attend a signing but would like a signed book, you can order it there.


What am I forgetting?  Am I forgetting something?  If I am forgetting something, please tell me in the comments.

Oh My God, Oh My God

I’ve been trying not to stress out, because our book tour is coming up and my father is coming to visit after not seeing me for twenty years – at least I think he is.  So the pressure is leaking into my dreams.  Today I woke up after a really confusing dream, which I don’t really recall, except I was in a car at one point and the dream also had snakes in it.  Big scary cobra-sized poisonous snakes.  When I woke up, for a few seconds I wasn’t sure that reality was real.

So I am sitting up in bed, trying to fights of the tattered shreds of this dream, hoping there are no cobras under my bed,  and I hear, “Oh my God.  Oh my God!”

This is coming from my husband.  Gordon is pretty much as unflappable as you can get.  One time while in the Army he stepped on a nail.  It went all the way into his foot.  So he pulls two inches of nail out and he says, “Sonovabitch.”  “Oh my God!” is right off the scale for him in terms of reaction.

So I sit in my bed and my mind cycles through possibilities.  Something might be on fire.  Dogs redecorated the living room with diarrhea.  Someone killed a small woodland creature and brought us a corpse. Something vital broke. I’m sitting there and hoping against hope, “Please don’t let it be something bad.”

“We have to show this to your Mom.”

Please don’t let it be something bad with the kids.

The door swing open and Kid 2 runs in.  Kid 2, by the way, looks like this.  Here she is in a crochet top I made.  This is her latest hair color.  She’s done red, pink, purple, and finally settled on blue.

Kid2Except the person who runs into my bedroom doesn’t look like Kid 2.  She looks like this.


Her head is completely white.  White.  I’m sitting there and for a split second I am convinced that either I’m seeing things, I’m still dreaming, or my kid has gone prematurely grey.

Apparently she decided to go back to a more natural color – even though the rest of us been suggesting it for months, she was adamant about bright colors – and she just stripped the color out herself.  Her make up wasn’t finished so you don’t get the whole portrait, but there you go.

First thing in the morning.

I’m ready to face the day.

I might have to buy her a small dragon to carry around.

The Danger of Replicating

New chapter of Sweep in Peace is available for your amusement.

Also, there is a very kind review of Magic Breaks.

I’ve read this quote in PC Gamer and it resonated with me. Alex Hutchinson, the creative director of Far Cry 4, was talking about the Far Cry franchise.  For those of you who are not familiar with the franchise, Far Cry is kind of difficult to classify.  It usually feature the leading character ending up in some remote, foreign location and being forced to survive.  For example, Far Cry 3 features a man who was supposed to have gone on a Micronesean vacation, but ended up on this island with native people, gun runners, drug dealers, and deadly animals.  At the core it’s a game about discovery.  The first two games int he franchise did okay, but the third was an enormous bestseller with over nine million copies sold.  Kid 2 loved it, which is why I’m aware of it.

Now the team has to make Far Cry 4 and instead of copying the same location and just making everything bigger and more scary, they are doing something new.

Sometimes, success is as dangerous as failure.  Once you finally hit one and you’re like, “that’s great, people really liked it, and it sold well,” there’s a tendency to change nothing.  Just repaint it, keep it the same. We’re not sure what it is, we’re not sure why it worked, and I think that’s by far the most dangerous route to take.  Even if you get away with it once, you won’t get away wit it twice, and you fail to learn, so you set bad practices in place.  people will start replicating things instead of creating things, so the effort to do more research, to go back and say these elements of the game work, these elements of the game didn’t work has been a lot of fun.

Alex Hutchinson

For me, this builds on the post by Karen Marie Moning.  Here is the link to the original post.

A small segue…when I stopped writing my HIGHLANDER romance novels and began working on the FEVER series, I encountered enormous obstacles. Change is a demanding bitch. Yet gratifying. I went from writing successful, stand-alone, third-person POV romance novels with happy-ever-after endings, to writing first-person POV urban fantasy novels with none (initially) of the hot-sex-and-guaranteed-culmination in each installment that I normally delivered. To further inflame the situation, I spread the story over five novels and gave them cliffhanger endings (ending DREAMFEVER on a figurative and literal cliff.) As if that wasn’t enough, I proceeded to take an average of 15 months to write each book, stringing the reader along. (Speaking of which—to those original Moning Maniacs who suffered through the wait for each installment, it was great fun and thank you! The SHADOWFEVER launch party was one of the more memorable weeks of my life, spending time with you in NOLA, answering long unanswered questions.)

When DARKFEVER was published, I lost readers, I lost ranking on the bestseller lists, I lost placement in bookstores, and I lost money. There it is. Bottom line. (The FEVER books have since drastically outsold my HIGHLANDER novels, it ended up being a very successful move at a time when historical romance novels were about to become a dying breed. I count my blessings I jumped when I did.)

I got sliced and diced by fans who told me in no uncertain terms that I didn’t have what it took to write anything but romance, that I needed to return to my roots, pull my head out of that un-sunshiney place I’d been foolish enough to cram it, and give up the writing the FEVER series.

Fiction writers, especially those who had experienced some modest amount of commercial success, are under a lot of pressure to treat writing as a business.  Bills must be paid, deadlines must be made, and sometimes publishing houses say things like “We don’t want to publish this, we want to publish this other thing you came up with, because it will make us more money.”  Often the writers acquiesce and end up working on something they don’t want to write. I’ve only experienced this once, with a novella, and both Gordon and I are determined to never do it again.

But back to the pressure. I’m a stubborn person.  I don’t generally let myself be pushed around, but I had to face the fact this relentless pressure to produce on demand cracked me like a walnut.  This wasn’t a pleasant revelation, but being cracked gave me a new perspective.  Yes, writing is a business, but it’s also my creative endeavor.  It’s my life.  Minutes of my time, my thoughts, my creation.  I don’t want to repaint the same car over and over.  I want to write new things.  I want to reinvent myself every few years.  I want to take risks, like writing a SF disguised as urban fantasy or putting out a paranormal romance that has no paranormal creatures in it.

Starting a new series may cost me ranking, money, and placement.  Hell, taking Kate Daniels in the new direction might do that.  But ultimately taking risks is what makes me happy.  Some may pan out, some may not, but at the end, I tried.  I took a chance.  And that really matters more to me, because it’s my life and I only get one try at it.


Doris is working on illustrations for the Sweep in Peace and this is the first one.  I was going to hold it back, but I can’t sit on it anymore because it’s beautiful.  Click the image for a larger or crisper version.  I had to tone down the quality or it would take forever to load, but I wanted to show detail at the bottom.


I didn’t mean to

I’ve been slacking on the blog posts lately, so I thought we’d try a new feature.  Every day or so I will post a quote from a work in progress.  It might be Kate and Curran.  It might be Mad Rogan and Nevada.  It might be from Sweep in Peace.  Just a fun quote.  Here is one for today:

Oh crap. We wanted it alive. I dragged my left hand over my face.

Curran laughed at me.

“I didn’t meant to! It was an accident.”

“Aha,” Curran grinned at me. “So when I kill something, it’s inconsiderate. When you kill something, it’s an accident. I see how it is.”


Magic Breaks: Review from Library Journal

Magic Breaks: Review from Library Journal

Kate Daniels just wants to grab some quiet time with the shape-shifting love of her life (and leader of Atlanta’s Pack) Curran, but her father has other plans. Kate is the only living child of Roland, the many-thousand-year-old builder of towers, creator of vampires, and the most powerful magic wielder in the world. She has long hidden her paternity, but the secret is out now, and no one whom Kate cares about is safe. The Pack has amassed too much power, and Roland sends his general to Atlanta to take care of them—and Kate—once and for all. The action and tension are high as Kate heads for an inevitable confrontation with her father.

VERDICT This is one of the best urban fantasy series around, and while there is a strong romantic element (including a weirdly discordant steamy sex scene), the focus is on the battle and the continued development of Kate, who is conflicted about her own power but determined to protect those close to her. The series has just made the jump to hardcover (after 2013′s Magic Rises).Library Journal Booksmack! LJXpress Prepub School Library Journal Horn Book Guide Horn Book Magazine Junior Library Guild

Thank you Library Journal!  I love you bunches!  Thank you so much for such a kind review.

I especially loved the mention of weirdly steamy sex.  Honestly there is only one sex scene in the book, but we got tired of being asked to tone it down, so we just wrote it with the same frankness we write fight scenes.  We hope you’ll enjoy. :)