Vampires, Werewolves and Demons. Oh My!

Check out my interview with Hampton Reviews!!

http://hampton-networks.com/book-reviews/welcome-adrianna-morgan/

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I am so excited about Tala…originally I wanted to keep her a bit longer, but the countdown has begun.  I will publish this one as an ebook as well, but unlike Layla, Tala will be a full length novel.  That being said, I am thinking of selling it for $0.99 or $1.99 to build up a fan base.  If you want to be a beta reader for Tala, contact me.  If you have read Layla, write a review on Amazon.com…it will be greatly appreciated.  Thanks!!

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In celebration of the upcoming release of Tala (Blue Moon Trilogy Book One), Layla is now available at Smashwords.com for free.  Simply go to Smashwords.com, click on Layla and enter this code: XV98C.  Code expires November 1!

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So I am trying to get into this blog thing and creating my own websites (yikes!).  So far it is proving to be a serious of trial and error and I feel I am slowly learning.  Today, I am feeling the urge to vent.  I want to self publish.  Not because I can’t get a traditional book deal, but because I want control of everything…I am a control freak.  Perhaps, as I get a bit older and the energy I feel now starts to dwindle, I may want someone else to handle everything, but right now I am satisfied with being the ‘it’ girl.  My issues with self-publishing comes from the lack of editing I see in many of the Indie books I have purchased and read.  It has jaded me.  Now, I don’t want to spend more than a dollar on a self-published book because I have been let down so many times.  Don’t get me wrong, I am no ‘Grammar Queen’, but I do take the time to let the book breathe and edit again and again.  Sure, mistakes will slip through, but if you finish a book today and publish tomorrow…it is too soon.  Some of the plots make no sense, others have no plot.  And the Vampire craze that is sweeping the world of Indie books is becoming a pain in the ass.  I want more books out there, I like the variety.  But can we spend a few minutes and edit the damn manuscripts?  Learnt is not a word…nor is leant.  It was not something you ‘learnt’, and he did not ‘leant’ forward to kiss her…‘t’ is not a substitute for ‘ed’.

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10/8/11

Just created my website for the Blue Moon Trilogy.  I have completed Tala, book one in the series and was letting it marinate.  Now I have decided to release it as an ebook in November.  Visit http://bluemoontrilogy.blogspot.com/to find more on the series.  Note:  Contains an excerpt from the book as well as the cover and blurbs on the other two books in the series.

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Got my first book review from Hampton Review…use the link to see the review on the Hampton’s website…

http://hampton-networks.com/book-reviews/layla-by-adrianna-morgan/

Review:

5 Stars

Warning: Layla is a teaser.  Well it is actually a short prologue to a new series by Adrianna Morgan.

This short story is fantastic.  The main characters are well developed and the story leaps out into the readers imagination.  Filled with vivid imagery Layla is a fantastic read.

If this short prologue is any indication, the Blue Moon series is going to be fantastic.  Now to anxiously await book one….

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10/1/11

Got my first book review from Hampton Review…use the link to see the review on the Hampton’s website…

http://hampton-networks.com/book-reviews/layla-by-adrianna-morgan/

Review:

5 Stars

Warning: Layla is a teaser.  Well it is actually a short prologue to a new series by Adrianna Morgan.

This short story is fantastic.  The main characters are well developed and the story leaps out into the readers imagination.  Filled with vivid imagery Layla is a fantastic read.

If this short prologue is any indication, the Blue Moon series is going to be fantastic.  Now to anxiously await book one….

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Hey everyone…great news…I have officially sucked it up and joined the cadre of writers on Amazon.com.  Layla, which is the prologue of the Blue Moon Trilogy is for sale for only $0.99 at  Amazon.com or       although you can see a shortened version for free (for a limited time here).

This is the book cover for Layla and I think it looks great!!

Book one in the Blue Moon Trilogy featuring Layla as an adult should be available for purchase later this month!!  Here is the book cover.

I will let you guys know later about any other developments regarding the series.

Visit my ‘books’ page to get an overview of all the upcoming releases as well as the book covers, release dates and book synopsis.

As always don’t forget to leave a comment!

Thanks…

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8/6/2011

Looking for book reviewers.  If you would like to review my book, please email me and I will send the ARC to your email for you to view and review at your leisure.  Leave a comment.

Hey everyone…just a bit of news…my first book, Layla (the prologue of the Blue Moon Trilogy) is available on Amazon Kindle for 0.99…copy and paste the URL in your browser…http://www.amazon.com/Layla-Blue-Moon-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B005FQMYQW/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1312688052&sr=1-1 or you can go to lulu.com.  Enjoy!

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It began with the fish.  The ones contaminated by the oil spill.  God knows what was already floating in that water, then the oil added to the mix.  The fish were still being caught and served as food.  The Food and Drug Administration, the FDA or what my grandpa calls the Federal Dumb Asses, said the fish was safe to eat.  We know better now.  They weren’t safe then and they definitely weren’t safe after the EPA started cleaning up.  Those “bad-air days” when they were spraying stuff into the water to control the oil, only added to the pollution going into the fish.  We should have known.  I mean, come on, on bad-air days, they made us all stay inside.  Why? Cause whatever was in that experimental mix they were spraying was no good for humans—and the damn fish.

I grew up here in Florida.  This is where I am from.  Do you know how many people have moved down here from somewhere else?  Not me.  Me and my family have been here for generations.  We used to own a farm near Ocala, until the stuff started happening.  Grandpa used to say that it started where everything starts, at the docks.  Malone was hauling in some shrimp and a few porgies in the mix bit him.  Heard tell there was so much blood, they thought he was bleeding out.  They rushed him to the hospital, patched him up and sent him home.  No big deal.  He seemed fine.  Still going out on the water, still being a jackass to everyone.  Still getting bit by porgies, but this time, he bit back.  It became something of a joke.  Bite Malone and he will bite you back.  He started to look a bit pale and infected but for the most part, he was fine.  Then he got into a fight with Charlie Moore.  Over money, over alcohol, over a woman, no one really remembers; but the fight ended when Malone took a chunk out of the other guy and seemed to relish the flavor.  He even went in for seconds and took another bite.

After that all hell seemed to break loose.  Charlie lost some blood but he healed.  Rather quickly.  Then Charlie and Malone seemed to be best friends; they hung out together, went hunting and fishing and seemed to like starting fights with the locals.  Grandpa thought they were starting one of those fight clubs, where everyone beat everyone else up because as soon as the fights ended, the guys who were hurt seemed to join the others and the group grew.  It was almost a home grown domestic terrorist group.  They spent countless hours finding ways to hurt others.  It was terrible.  The sheriff couldn’t control it; the group had no conscience.  Everyday people were starting to enjoy hurting others.  Fishermen with families, farmers, locals you grew up with would as soon try to kill you than say hello.  They were out of control.  Then during the homecoming football game, something happened that changed everything.  A player was sacked and badly hurt.  He was bleeding everywhere.  Suddenly, there was an uproar from the crowd and Malone, Charlie and the others stormed the field.  We thought, at first, that they were going to attack the opposing team for hurting one of our own.  But they stopped at our player and without warning started, well, eating him.

We looked on in horror, as they consumed the boy in less than ten minutes.  Everyone was frozen.  Some people got sick and started throwing up near the edge of the field.  The school’s Resource Officer shot one of the cannibals and we watched in disbelief as the bullet tore through his sickly flesh.  He looked down at the wound and went back to eating.  A few people broke out of their trance and tried to help but were attacked and consumed as well.  The officer kept shooting and one of the men took a bullet to the head, the leg and the chest but kept moving until he reached the officer.  I close my eyes even now and I can still hear the squishy sound of flesh tearing and the crunch of bone breaking.  Grandpa had grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the field.  We went home, locked the doors, turned out lights and hid in the basement.  We didn’t want to risk being out in the open.  We could hear the wail of the police sirens, then the screams and the gunfire followed by more screams.  I covered my ears and closed my eyes, not wanting to hear any more.

That was two months ago.  Now I am the only one left.  Grandpa left to get supplies a few days ago and he hasn’t returned.  We’ve taken turns leaving the basement to get water and food.  This time it was Grandpa’s turn and he is still not back.  I can hear them outside now.  They got in the house last night and I heard them tearing into our clothes and things.  I knew Grandpa was out there and I was afraid, but I could not cry.  If I did, they would hear me and then I would become one of them, the undead.  I have barricaded the door and the window to the basement, but I have left enough room to squeeze out if I have to.  I know they will find me.  This message is a warning.  Grandpa says if they are starved, they die.  We saw this.  One was trapped outside the window and we watched as it tried to get to us.  It stayed there for weeks while the others walked by and did not help it.  It eventually started to decompose and it died.  We think they need blood.  They have an insatiable thirst for it and I know I will be hunted in a few days.  I have just started my period.

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