JD does not have a past–at least not one that she can remember–and that makes living life on Mars challenging.
With nowhere to go, she is sent to the local military academy where she is trained to become a member of the elite secret police. While there, she becomes a pawn in Roger’s struggle for military dominance and Chris’s rebellion to overthrow the military regime.
She supposedly holds a secret that will change the face of the soldier, but, unfortunately, she doesn’t know what that secret is. Her only desire is to find the truth of her existence, and finds herself thrust into a realm where the truth of her past and present is more horrific than she ever imagined.
~ Bewitching BT
1. If you were to describe your e-book/book in only one word, what would it be?
2. What would you say inspired you to write it?
There was a contest between me and my fellow swimmers to write the best story. I was the only one who finished, but it wasn’t judged.
3. What’s the longest time you’ve spent working on a project?
Years. Coming from Nowhere started when I was in high school, then it was put on hold for a loooong time, and I finished it close to 10 years later.
4. Would you say becoming an author has changed you? In what way?
It’s made me a lot more cynical and tough.
5. Was there ever a time, during your work for the e-book/book, when you felt like giving up? What made you change your mind?
I think it happens once a day that I feel like giving up. I can’t give up. The voices in my head won’t allow it.
6. What does your day-to-day life consist of? What else do you do, aside writing?
Working, taking care of the kids, and hopefully squeezing in some writing before going to bed.
7. What do you have stored for us in the future? What are you working on/planning on next, aside this title/series?
I am currently working on a nonfiction book about zombies.
1. If you could wish for any one thing, and it would immediately come true, what would you wish for?
More of me. That way, I could get everything I need accomplished.
2. If you were stranded on an isolated island, what’s the one book you’d absolutely wish to have with you?
A blank notebook so I could create my own stories.
3. Name your favorite fruit.
Hmmm. That’s a tough one. I would have to say bananas. Oh, wait, no cantaloupe. Oh, wait, blueberries.
4. Coffee or tea?
5. Favorite season?
Winter. We really like to snowmobile.
6. How about fav time of 24 hours?
7. Were you a boyscout/girlscout?
8. Favorite food for breakfast?
Eggs, but I usually end up eating cereal.
9. Latest book you’ve bought and read?
Rot and Ruin by Jonathan Maberry
10. Do you collect things, like stamps, or key chains, or shoes?
11. Favorite color, you know you want to tell us!
12. Drama or comedy?
Depends on the day. Mainly comedy, though.
13. Cats or dogs?
I have one of each, but I prefer cats.
14. Dinner by candlelight or a night out clubbing?
Candlelight dinner. My partying days are over!
” JD stared out the cockpit at the blackness beyond, wondering how she had gotten into this situation. So much had happened in the short time she had been awake, and she didn’t understand half of it. Where had she gone wrong? She reached out and placed her hand on the glass. The coolness migrated from her fingertips to her wrist, and she leaned forward and placed her forehead next to her hand. She closed her eyes, and the tears dropped onto her cheeks.
The door slid open and shut silently, but JD didn’t realize anyone was there until they placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned to look upon Alex. He stood just a few inches taller than JD, and was a very muscular man. He had jet-black hair cropped close, ice blue eyes, and a square jaw. His mouth was normally cocked to one side in a half grin and there was a sparkle to his eyes, but as she looked at him, his lips were turned downward in a frown and his eyes were glassy and red.
“We’re here,” he spoke softly.
JD wiped the tears away from her cheeks as Alex slid an arm around her waist. She wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and the pair hobbled their way down the loading ramp. As they made their way to the bottom, the light temporarily blinded them both. When she was able to focus, JD was astonished by the towering white city before her. Huge buildings with pillars, reminiscent of the Greek and Roman temples, rose thousands of feet into the blue sky and stretched out to the right and left as far as the eye could see, surrounding them in all directions. She noticed that Maxx and Dale were a few feet in front with a stretcher suspended between them. Her breath caught as she noticed Chris. His breathing was shallow and the skin that wasn’t covered with cuts and bruises was a pasty white.
They continued forward onto the marble landing pad when a group of women dressed brightly in red togas emerged from the building. Ten of them lined either side of the walkway and stood at attention with spears clutched between their hands. A woman in a radiant white gown with a gold sash and flowing cape followed them. Alex and JD made their way to the woman. It wasn’t until after he had kissed her knuckles that JD recognized who she was.
“JD,” Lady Celia spoke, “you look like utter hell.”
Celia had long black hair that fell to her waist. She was slender with a dark complexion, and had dark red lips that sat on a perfectly oval face. Her brown eyes sparkled with sympathy as she looked JD up and down.
“Please, get them inside. The doctor will be with them shortly.” She waved her hand and ushered the group in.
They made their way through the foyer into a large square room adorned with pillars and statues and furnished with chaise lounges and plants. It was painted white, but had accents of gold. The lady stopped and directed Maxx and Dale to take Chris into a room off to the right, then proceeded toward Alex and JD.
“You can put her in the room next to Chris’s. I have summoned a doctor, and she should be here at any moment.”
Alex nodded and proceeded to take JD to her room. She stopped him before they got to the door and requested that she be taken into Chris’s room. Alex obliged, and Maxx left the room to drag in one of the lounge chairs. Alex set her gently down on the cushions, and they all stared at the unconscious man before them.
No one spoke; no one knew what to say. They just stared in silence until the doctor burst into the room.
She was an older woman with graying hair and lines that curved from the outside of her eyes and mouth. She glanced at Chris briefly and muttered a “My God” before grabbing her stethoscope and beginning the examination. After a few moments, she turned to Alex and Celia.
“We have got to get him to the hospital. I don’t have the equipment here to do anything for him.”
Alex shook his head. “We can’t do that, ma’am. If you let us know what you need, we can send someone to get it.”
The doctor furrowed her brow. “He could have internal bleeding, and the only way I would be able to catch it is by doing a series of tests. You have to let me take him to the hospital.”
Alex took a deep breath and covered his mouth with his hands. He stood silently for a moment, then dropped his hands and sighed again. “It’s too dangerous. Please do the best you can for him here.”
The doctor set her jaw and folded her arms across her chest. “I will not be responsible for him if he dies. If anything happens, let it be on your head.”
Alex nodded. “Fine. Whatever you say. Just, please, help him.”
She turned back to Chris and finished her examination. She jotted down a quick list of supplies she needed from the hospital and handed it to Lady Celia. Alex followed her out of the room, and the doctor turned her attention toward JD. She knelt on the floor in front of her and opened her bag.
“Well, at least yours is a bit more manageable.” ”
About the Author & Links:
In 2009, eTreasures Publishing published my first novel, a sci fi adventure story. Since then, they have published my two YA zombie novels, my religious zombie novella, two children’s picture books, and two novellas with romantic elements. I have an urban fantasy novel about dragons and a vampire novelette that was published by MuseItUp Publishing.
Musa Publishing has published my novelette with romantic elements and a collection of short stories. I have a middle grade urban fantasy novel that was published by Little Devil Books.
My nonfiction book about slasher films was published by Scarecrow Press.
I write under several different pen names. For my children’s titles, I write under J.D. Pooker, and for my YA and adult novels, I write under Pembroke Sinclair. My nonfiction work is done under my real name.
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