Hey friends! This year has come and gone. In just a few short days, we will say goodbye to 2023 and hello 2024. In 2024 I will be releasing a book which is a spinoff of the Wrecked Series. It’s Ari and Gino’s story. If you don’t remember them, they were the kids in Fight You and Hurt You. Ari is a musician. Writing this has been fun and I’m almost done! There are some amazing songs/poetry that I’ve written in this book and it’s been really interesting to write. I don’t have a release date yet, but I will update as soon as I do.
In 2024, I will be signing in some really cool places. I’m excited to be signing in April with Readers Take Denver. In July I will be doing Writers on the River in Peoria. These are spectacular events and I hope to see you at some of them.
After I finish my Wrecked spinoff, I will be writing more PNR. It’s a fun world to write in and I love being able to make anything possible. For now, enjoy my poem in my upcoming novel, it’s titled Wanderlust.
Crapity-crap on a candlestick! I messed up and BIG. I trusted a longtime family friend to help me get the answers to questions and to make sure what happened to Ryker’s sister never happened to another member of his pack again.
I quickly realized that I’d bitten off more than any wolf, or even any vamp, could chew.
First, being without my mate physically cost me, not to mention the whirlwind I felt in my heart.
Secondly, I found myself in an unknown land, trapped with no way of getting back to my mate.
Third, a total-pompous douche canoe named Cain believes that I’m prophesied to be his wife, which is impossible because, news flash—I’m already fated.
Cain will do anything in his power to use my mate against me. Now that I know what I am and what I can do, I’ll do anything in my power to make sure that Ryker’s safe.
BOOK ONE FATED UNDER THE MOON IS ON SALE FOR 99 CENTS FOR RELEASE WEEK!
Ariel
After I lost my dad, my roommate, with his tighty-whitey, pizza eating, gaming habits, wasn’t worth staying in Seattle for. So when I’m offered a job at an upscale mansion in the middle of Bum-Fuck-Ohio, I take it. I mean, what do I have to lose?
The answer?
Everything.
Not only do I discover that my exceptionally good-looking, albeit moody, landlord is a werewolf, (A-Freaking-Werewolf!) but get this… and it’s the real kicker, we are fated mates! The lust I feel for him is off the charts, which is odd since I’m human and humans being fated to werewolves is basically unheard of. There’s also the fact that I keep passing out and having these crazy dreams that scare Ryker half to death.
Then, I find out it’s no coincidence that my boss hired me. It seems everyone knows more about me and the fact that I might not actually be human after all, than I do.
As I learn more about what I am, I’m left with more questions than answers. I do know that if left untrained, I’m dangerous for both Ryker and his pack. I have to fix that and fast!
Intended by the Rose will be coming to you January 10th 2023! I know! Finally!!
Crapity-crap on a candlestick! I messed up and BIG. I trusted a longtime family friend to help me get the answers to questions and to make sure what happened to Ryker’s sister never happened to another member of his pack again.
I quickly realized that I’d bitten off more than any wolf, or even any vamp, could chew.
First, being without my mate physically cost me, not to mention the whirlwind I felt in my heart.
Secondly, I found myself in an unknown land, trapped with no way of getting back to my mate.
Third, a total-pompous douche canoe named Cain believes that I’m prophesied to be his wife, which is impossible because, news flash—I’m already fated.
Cain will do anything in his power to use my mate against me. Now that I know what I am and what I can do, I’ll do anything in my power to make sure that Ryker’s safe.
So I know I’ve been hush-hush about the release date of Intended by the Rose. I’ve done this because I would hate to promise on a date and not deliver. If you’re in my Facebook group or follow me there, I’ve told you a little bit about some of the changes I’ve had this year, including a new house and a new school for the kiddos. Oh, and a new job. Can’t forget that time-suck. lol.
Here is the cool thing. I’ve finished writing it. I’m working on pre-edits, then beta readers, then off to the editor.
This means that this won’t take forever for you to get this book. The cover has been done for over a year, and I can’t wait to show you that beauty. I’m signing at Indies Invade Philly the November, and I hope to have this book with me then!! I’m going to try like crazy. So I may not have a big pre-order. BUT You will get this book this year and sooner rather than later.
So if you are stopping by for an update. There it is. The story continues and will be out before you know it.
Ariel After I lost my dad, my roommate, with his tighty-whitey, pizza eating, gaming habits, wasn’t worth staying in Seattle for. So when I’m offered a job at an upscale mansion in the middle of Bum-Fuck-Ohio, I take it. I mean, what do I have to lose? The answer? Everything. Not only do I discover that my exceptionally good-looking, albeit moody, landlord is a werewolf, (A-Freaking-Werewolf!) but get this… and it’s the real kicker, we’re fated mates! The lust I feel for him is off the charts, which is odd since I’m human and humans being fated to werewolves is basically unheard of. There’s also the fact that I keep passing out and having these crazy dreams that scare Ryker half to death. Then, I find out that it’s no coincidence that my boss hired me. It seems everyone knows more about me and the fact that I might not actually be human after all, than I do. As I learn more about what I am, I’m left with more questions than answers. I do know that if left untrained, I’m dangerous for both Ryker and his pack. I have to fix that and fast!
EXCERPT: I shook off those thoughts. Thinking about Ryker’s hurtful rejection wasn’t going to do me any good. No, I needed to figure out what Mindy and Ryker were talking about, and I needed to decide how far off the cuckoo train they’d flown.
Wanting to get on with the lunacy of magic, I prompted, “So you think my ring is magical?” I asked humorously.
Ryker didn’t smile. He didn’t do anything to communicate that he was joking when he finally replied. “No. The ring is a ruby, and it’s a conduit of your magic. The ring will alert you to danger. Sometimes it’s a reaction to how you’re feeling, and sometimes it will alert you before you are aware. The ring has no power. It’s you that is wielding it.”
Well, that sounded… “Are you high?” I asked.
He shook his head quickly as if saying, what the hell.
“Smoke some ganja?”
“Ganja?” he asked with a small amount of humor lacing his words.
“Weed, pot, Mary Jane. You know, cannabis.”
“I know what weed is. I can assure you I’m not high.”
“Shrooms then?”
“Not tripping either, Ariel.”
“Elle,” I corrected, gritting my teeth. “Stop calling me, Ariel.”
“You really have no idea what you are, do you?” What in the actual what!
“Uh… human. Is this the part where you tell me, I’m on MTV and am being punked?”
Ryker laughed, and the sound of his deep rumble warmed my insides.
“Punked?”
“Ugh, you never saw that show with Ashton Kutcher?” I looked at him like, ‘Is it ringing a bell?’
“I don’t watch much TV.”
“Of course you don’t,” I mumbled, then squinted my eyes at him. “Are you guys in some type of strange cult or something? I’m not drinking your Kool-Aid. The next thing you’ll tell me is, ‘I do believe in fairies. I do. I do.”
He sighed, “Sometimes, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Peter Pan?”
AUTHOR BIO
Abby McCarthy is a reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife, and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. Words have flowed from her, to review, and with the support of amazing friends in the Indie community, she has decided to pursue her dream of writing! She loves to write and read romance because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether it be flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection?
Title: Fated Under the MoonSeries: Destined by the Fates #1Author: Abby McCarthyGenre: Paranormal RomanceCover Design: Hang Le
Release Date: December 21, 2021
BLURB Ariel After I lost my dad, my roommate, with his tighty-whitey, pizza eating, gaming habits, wasn’t worth staying in Seattle for. So when I’m offered a job at an upscale mansion in the middle of Bum-Fuck-Ohio, I take it. I mean, what do I have to lose? The answer? Everything. Not only do I discover that my exceptionally good-looking, albeit moody, landlord is a werewolf, (A-Freaking-Werewolf!) but get this… and it’s the real kicker, we’re fated mates! The lust I feel for him is off the charts, which is odd since I’m human and humans being fated to werewolves is basically unheard of. There’s also the fact that I keep passing out and having these crazy dreams that scare Ryker half to death. Then, I find out that it’s no coincidence that my boss hired me. It seems everyone knows more about me and the fact that I might not actually be human after all, than I do. As I learn more about what I am, I’m left with more questions than answers. I do know that if left untrained, I’m dangerous for both Ryker and his pack. I have to fix that and fast! ADD TO GOODREADS
AUTHOR BIO Abby McCarthy is an Ohio born reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife, and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. She loves to write and read romance because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether its flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection? AUTHOR LINKSFACEBOOKWEBSITEAMAZONNEWSLETTERINSTAGRAMBOOKBUB
Hello beautiful readers! Welcome! It’s been a bit since I’ve shared what I am working on. I’m writing a brand new series! The first book is already finished being written and is already edited! That’s right! I have a completed novel… But you can’t have it yet. My goal is to finish the second book before I release this one out into the wild. I’m probably somewhere around the 35% mark into the second. I would love to have both out to you this year!
Guess what?? It’s PNR. I’m so excited about jumping into the world of werewolves, vampires, and even angels! I know… I know… PNR is not my typical jam, however what I think you will still completely fall in love with is the fast pace love and all the feels that you typically get from a book of mine. It’s steamy and funny.
When I read PNR I love a heroine with sass. Meet Ariel (Elle) Katz! She’s 5 foot 10! She is a little quirky. She has wild hair and an even more wild sense of don’t mess with my loved ones.
This series is a journey, one that I am hoping you will stay tuned for because it’s epic, surprising, steamy, and filled with heartache, regret, and ever-lasting love.
Guess what… They’re on goodreads! Add them to your TBR!!!
This second chance romance will tug at all of your heart-strings. Early readers are loving this and I hope you pick it up. It’s available in Kindle Unlimited and it’s sure to give you all the feels.
Lincoln was my addiction. He was the only man I’d ever been with. Loving him had been like a drug, complete with all the nasty side effects. When I had him, it felt like the greatest high. When I didn’t, it was like my world fell apart. Over the years, I’d realized so much of my time had been a craving-praying for the next hit. Was there a support group for this—In Love Anonymous? If so, I suppose I was working through my steps. I admitted I had a problem, and I wasn’t using anymore. Maybe I was delusional that there was a cure for this kind of sickness?
I met the love of my life at fifteen. He left for the Army when I was sixteen. We dated long distance. Made love for the first time on leave. We married on leave too. So much of our life had been spent apart, so when Linc made a decision that took him away from me for years, sending him to prison, I was done. How many times could our life be put on hold? I knew I deserved to live my life with a partner; not love one who couldn’t stick around.
Now, Lincoln is out and I have to finally put an end to this… to us. A family tragedy forces us together again and we confront what tore us apart. I’m faced with the hardest decision of my life. Should I forgive or should I finally let go and let him have this last goodbye?
Excerpt:
Lincoln opened the driver’s side door, letting my hand go as he did. “You’ll have to climb across. Sorry.”
I moved to get into the SUV, but Lincoln turned me towards him at the last second. My body stiffened in reaction to it.
“I just need to hug you. It’s been too long, Lols. I need to hug you,” He repeated. There was so much pain behind his words that I couldn’t prevent myself from moving into him, allowing his arms to wrap around me. I held him to me, and he squeezed me so hard it was nearly painful. I didn’t even try to stop it as a tear broke free. After a few moments, I attempted to loosen the hold to ease the pain, but Linc said, “Not yet, Lols. I need a little longer.”
“It hurts,” I told him, not talking about how hard he was holding me.
“It’s been hurting for years. Give me a couple of seconds to let it hurt a little less.” His voice broke, slicing me wide open. I couldn’t deny him; I never could. It was part of the reason I avoided him. I let him hold me. I wasn’t sure how long we were like this. His face was pressed into my hair. I could tell he was breathing me in, and God help me, but I was doing the same. I turned my head and pressed it against his chest. I could feel every beat of his heart, and it became too much. It was like he sensed that I’d given all I could give. He let me go, and I climbed into the SUV.
After a few minutes in the SUV, I asked, “Where are we going?” I was nervous, and I found myself fiddling with my left ring finger sans wedding ring.
His eyes gazed down at my hand, “No ring,” he said as an accusation instead of answering my question. I didn’t meet his eyes. I tucked my hands under my thighs, so I didn’t fidget, then looked out the window. It wasn’t long before I could tell we were headed to my place. He knew where I lived. Of course he did. He’s Linc.
Abby McCarthy kept me intrigued while reading, but couldn’t keep the tears from falling as I felt everything that Lola and Lincoln were feeling.-Blushing Babes Are Up All Night
These words will have you completely, beautifully broken and by the end have you completely, beautifully, put back together by the end.-Goodreads reviewer
This book sucked me in from the first few pages. It was AMAZING!-Nerdy Dirty and Flirty
Better grab a box of Kleenex. This book was absolutely 100% phenomenal!-Goodreads reviewer
I could not put this book down!!! Lincoln and Lola will grab your heart from the beginning and will not let it go.-Goodreads reviewer
Abby McCarthy words will hypnotize your mind, body and soul.-Goodreads reviewer
A few parts of the story had my eyes welling up and made me both sad and happy.-A Book Lover’s Emporium
The Last Goodbye is coming! It’s releasing in less than two weeks. December 22nd! And guess what?? If you love paperbacks, the paperback is already live!! That’s right you can read it today!!
Lincoln was my addiction. He was the only man I’d ever been with. Loving him had been like a drug, complete with all the nasty side effects. When I had him, it felt like the greatest high. When I didn’t, it was like my world fell apart. Over the years, I’d realized so much of my time had been a craving-praying for the next hit. Was there a support group for this—In Love Anonymous? If so, I suppose I was working through my steps. I admitted I had a problem, and I wasn’t using anymore. Maybe I was delusional that there was a cure for this kind of sickness?
I met the love of my life at fifteen. He left for the Army when I was sixteen. We dated long distance. Made love for the first time on leave. We married on leave too. So much of our life had been spent apart, so when Linc made a decision that took him away from me for years, sending him to prison, I was done. How many times could our life be put on hold? I knew I deserved to live my life with a partner; not love one who couldn’t stick around.
Now, Lincoln is out and I have to finally put an end to this… to us. A family tragedy forces us together again and we confront what tore us apart. I’m faced with the hardest decision of my life. Should I forgive or should I finally let go and let him have this last goodbye?
“This is a love story that will make you laugh, cry, and flip the pages to see what’s next. I did not want this book to end.” Goodreads Reviewer
“Love and trust can move mountains. Simply Captivating” Goodreads reviewer
Hi! I’m so excited to share with you that The Last Goodbye will be releasing on December 22nd 2020. If you are a blogger or influencer, I’d love for you to sign up for my release blitz which will be with the amazing PR company Give Me Books. http://bit.ly/TheLastGoodbyeRB
Hang Le is doing the cover on this one! She has done all of mine and I think she is one of the most talented graphic designers in our industry!
Lincoln was my addiction. He was the only man I’d ever been with. Loving him had been like a drug, complete with all the nasty side effects. When I had him, it felt like the greatest high. When I didn’t, it was like my world fell apart. Over the years, I’d realized so much of my time had been a craving-praying for the next hit. Was there a support group for this—In Love Anonymous? If so, I suppose I was working through my steps. I admitted I had a problem, and I wasn’t using anymore. Maybe I was delusional that there was a cure for this kind of sickness?
I met the love of my life at fifteen. He left for the Army when I was sixteen. We dated long distance. Made love for the first time on leave. We married on leave too. So much of our life had been spent apart, so when Linc made a decision that took him away from me for years, sending him to prison, I was done. How many times could our life be put on hold? I knew I deserved to live my life with a partner; not love one who couldn’t stick around.
Now, Lincoln is out and I have to finally put an end to this… to us. A family tragedy forces us together again and we confront what tore us apart. I’m faced with the hardest decision of my life. Should I forgive or should I finally let go and let him have this last goodbye?
This is sure to be my most angst-filled book to date.
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