Sunday, May 21, 2017

COVER REVEAL Book two in the Water Kingdom Series by Kevin James Breaux

Hi all,

Here it is! I am very excited to finally show off the new cover. This is book two in the Water Kingdom Series, the sequel to the award-winning One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail. Keeping up with the naming conventions I create for my books, this one is called...

TWO POLLUTED BLACK-HEART ROMANCES.

Art by Le Vuong
Summary:

Welcome to Los Angeles—but not the LA you know. Here, humans coexist with vampires, mummies, fairies, and other nonhuman entities. Everyone’s just trying to get by for the most part—but some are having more difficulty than others.

A vampire named Cade, a fairy named Sabrina, and a mummy named Moselle are on the lam after exposing the existence of the Otherworldly Assembly, a shadowy organization of paranormal beings. The assembly has sent terrifying assassins called wraiths to exact revenge. The nonhuman trio is in for a real horror show, and they don’t know the half of it—another threat looms, and its destructive ambitions are vast.

Meanwhile, a human named Jackson is recovering from a near-death experience. Old memories and new loves flood his brain, and he’s having trouble finding an outlet for all these feelings—that’s when Sabrina the fairy catches his eye.

Two Polluted Black-Heart Romances, a fast-paced adventure filled with high stakes and unexpected twists, continues the action-packed saga that began with One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail. When unimaginable dangers threaten the planet they all share, humans and nonhumans find a common cause and must work together to prevent disaster.

Back Cover:

The ancient shaman Alexander has finally been defeated. His plot to control minds has been thwarted. The world breathes a sigh of relief.

However, there is no respite for Sabrina, Cade, and Moselle—a fairy, vampire, and mummy who are in deep trouble after exposing the shadowy Otherworldly Assembly. As they try to evade the dark organization’s assassins by hiding in the shadier corners of Los Angeles, they discover a deeper, more immediate threat to themselves and the world at large. Meanwhile, a human named Jackson struggles to remember his past and decode his complicated emotions after a near-death experience.

Two Polluted Black-Heart Romances builds on the tantalizing paranormal fantasy One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail, expanding the scope and raising the stakes. Filled with danger, humor, and a dash of romance, this story is a fantasy in every sense of the word.


Hope you all love it as much as I do! The book will be released soon. Mid June most likely. I will keep you all updated. Thanks!

Write Makes Might!

Kevin James Breaux
www.kevinbreaux.com

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Character Bio - Moselle from One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail

This photo of Priyanka Chopra embodies the essence of Moselle.


Moselle Abdul Aziz Al Ghurai

              Moselle Abdul Aziz Al Ghurair was born in Ancient Egypt around the year 2035 BC. She lived in Thebes during the reign of Pharaoh Mentuhotep II; her father, Anmet, was one of the Pharaoh’s trusted advisors. At the age of 25, she was being saved for marriage to one of the Pharaoh’s sons, but the Pharaoh was suddenly assassinated. 

              She and her family were forced to flee Thebes because of her father’s political rival Vizier Amenemhet I. They were hunted through the desert until they found a small village. It was at this small village, that news the Vizier was nearby reached them. Anmet was afraid for his family and made a rash decision. He decided it was best that he took his families’ lives and not the Vizier, so he poisoned Moselle, his wife and himself.

              When the Vizier arrived, he cursed Moselle and her family to live forever as the undead. He then took her body, mummified it (her heart, lungs, brain and liver were removed and placed in canopic jars), and hid it in a crypt along with his treasures.

              In 1935, Moselle’s father finally discovered and unearthed the crypt in Kufra, Libya. He had been resurrected and was now something called Cursed Undead or in common terms: a mummy. He studied the resurrection process and used what he learned to raise his wife and later Moselle. 

              Once again, Moselle was “alive”, ageless, and appearing to still be in her early to mid 20s. The world was a very scary and vastly different place. It took time for her to adjust. Her father taught her to keep journals, because the Cursed Undead have poor memories. So Moselle has a huge collection of diaries and journals in her home. 

              But an ailing memory was not her only challenge. As a Cursed Undead, she must drink lots of water to keep her body hydrated and at night she is required to perform a ritual. The ritual consists of wrapping her body in lotion-soaked linen strips. Sleep is important for the Cursed Undead. While the water and wrappings do keep her skin and body looking fresh they do not halt the rate of decomposition. In order to maintain herself, and stay “alive”, she must drain the life-force from other living beings. This not only feeds her, but heals her too. 

              Being ageless comes with additional disadvantages, one of which Moselle has embraced and learned to live with: her mummy’s curse. One part of the curse creates a clumsiness in people in her proximity, while the other part is much more sinister. Above all else, her curse attracts snakes(mostly venomous). They come from miles and miles away and are attracted to her scent. They do not attack her, but they can overwhelm and overtake her living spaces. In some occasions, they actually are a help and considered by her to be a blessing. It’s a love hate relationship.

              Moselle and her family have had to move a lot and take turns going into hiding so people don’t realize they are ageless beings. She has lived in Morocco, Spain, England, Argentina, and several spots in America. She currently lives outside of Los Angeles in her family home; with her multitude of cats, and a force of guards that are actually golems, created by her father. 

              Her father runs a successful nightclub business of which she has worked as a spokes model and hostess at for events. This is how she met her friend, Sabrina London. Moselle has often found herself infatuated with human men. She’s currently dating Jackson Abernathy, a graphic designer under her father’s employ. She has worked closely with Jackson for several months creating advertisements. 

              The owner of a power sense of smell, Moselle thinks Jackson smells yummy and is very much sexually attracted to him. She does not realize it, but at times she can be very sexually aggressive.

              Moselle not only stockpiles her journals, and has a small army of cats, but she also collects and stores—in a climate controlled environment—all her favorite clothing through the years.  She has dresses dating from WWII to now. She is very proud of this.

              Although having lived longer in modern time than ancient times, Moselle relates more to the ancient Egyptian Gods. She often prays to them and asks them for their blessings. She has even sworn she’s seen one or two of them in person. 

              If asked what her least favorite things to do were, she might listing driving. Although the caretaker of her father’s large collection of vintage sports cars and other automobiles, Moselle does not care to drive. She never truly took to it after her rebirth. 

             Lastly, never refer to her or her kind as zombies. She hates that. 


You can read her story here. One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail (The Water Kingdom) by Kevin James Breaux Link: http://a.co/dGRmElt


 Thanks all,

Kevin James Breaux

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

OSHFT wins another award! Book two news.

Hi all,

Gold Award winner!
I am happy to announce that ONE SMOKING HOT FAIRY TAIL won the Gold for best reviewed novel. Here is the award link: https://hungrymonsterreview.com/2017/04/05/monster-literary-book-awards-april-2017/

And here is the review:  https://hungrymonsterreview.com/2017/03/21/one-smoking-hot-fairy-tail/

This is the second Gold I have won there. So I am very happy.  

TWO POLLUTED BLACK-HEART ROMANCES is done and at the publishers. It ended up just over 109,000 words. That's over 26,000 words more than OSHFT. I wanted to give the fans that extra content. :)

I have cover art done and more cover art being worked on. I will pick from the two which works best. The book is on track for a JUNE release. 

Thanks all,

Kevin James Breaux
www.kevinbreaux.com

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Character Bio - Sabrina London from One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail

This photo of Joanna Krupa embodies the essence of Sabrina.



Sabrina London

              Sabrina London was born on 8/18/2000 in The Royal Borough of Kingston upon Thames, London, England. She belongs to an otherworldly race called fairy-kind. Her father is one of the four rulers of fairy-kind, presiding over the Water Kingdom. He is a king, making her a princess. 

              At an early age, she and her parents fled England, along with most of fairy-kind. At first, they moved around Europe as her father searched for a new home for his kingdom. By the age of 13, they had settled in Porto, Portugal. But that was not all that was happening at this tender age. 

              When Sabrina turned 13, her fairy wings began to form and by 14 they were fully grown. Made of an energy akin to static electricity her wings were big, colorful, and bright. Having come of age, Sabrina was forced to attend a pilgrimage with her parents where all fairy-kind from each kingdom would attend. She was to be announced to all the other kingdoms as a rightful princess now.  She hated this, and begged not to go. She did not want to be embarrassed and put on display. 

              Shortly after, her father enlisted her first bodyguard, an air spirit from the Air Kingdom named Weston. It took a long time for Sabrina to trust Weston. She was angry and frustrated through her pre-teen and teen years. Slowly she accepted him, and enjoyed his company. If only at first to watch silly Sci Fi TV shows together and test the limits of his abilities. 

              During her rebellious years, Sabrina learned to control her wings. Unlike most fairies, who withdrawal their wings into and under their skin, Sabrina brazenly displays hers on the surface like a giant ornate tattoo. This is something her father does not like, but cannot stop her from doing.

              Around the time of her 18th birthday, she began an affair with her bodyguard, and when her father found out he highly disapproved. In fact, it forced his hand to move his family to America. 

              For a short time, Sabrina lived with her mother and father in the US. By the time she was 20, she was alone in a Penthouse Apartment on Rodeo Drive; a building her father invested in years before.
              At the age of 20, Sabrina had a successful modeling career. So successful it roused the interest of a freshly woken vampire by the name of Cade Robert Lawton. Cade and Sabrina dated for over six months, during which she asked for his aid in breaking into and freeing test animals from a pharmaceutical lab. Cade agreed, and filmed them committing the crime and having sex afterwards.

              Not long after, Cade had to return to slumber, so Sabrina was forced to bury him in a place that was one of their favorites to go, an old drive-in movie theater. She was heartbroken.

              Sabrina continues to rise to fame. In 2021 she is on the cover of People Magazine.  Sabrina London, People Magazine’s Most Beautiful Woman. But fame is a two way street. Unbeknownst to her, Cade lost the camera he filmed her with that one night, and it was found. The video surfaces and is all over TV and the Web. 

              Disgraced and enraged, not only that she committed a crime, but it was with her people’s natural enemy: a vampire, her father disowns her. This haunts Sabrina so badly she spirals into a terrible bender and then tries to kill herself by jumping off her balcony. For a fairy, who can fly, falling to her death have been a huge statement to all who knew her. But she was saved when a nosy neighbor called the police. 

              After the incident, a new bodyguard appears at Sabrina’s door. This one, a water spirit by the name of Mira. Sabrina and Mira become good friends and Mira helps her to become sober (of drugs) and to quit smoking.

              As the story begins, Sabrina is doing well. She no longer lives under the shadow of being Water Kingdom royalty. Short of a few close friends, no one even knows she is fairy-kind. Sabrina’s getting ready to step back out into the public eye after laying low for some time and she is trying to make amends. She has been anonymously donating money to animal shelters and has even been doing her best to curtail her use of foul language. 

              This is the dawn of a new Sabrina London and her dreams are to become a pop star.

 
You can read her story here at Amazon.com: http://a.co/boN4FRq


Thanks all,

Kevin James Breaux
www.kevinbreaux.com

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

New 5 star review for ONE SMOKING HOT FAIRY TAIL

Hi all,

Quick update.



A huge new 5 star review was posted. It's a long one. Well-written....but...full of spoilers.

You can read it here if you want. It will give you lots of insight...but will ruin some of the surprises.




Still working on the sequel. Waiting on cover art and some final edit suggestions.
 
Thanks!

Kevin James Breaux
 

Thursday, March 2, 2017

New Action-filled Excerpt for One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail

Hi all,

Here is another short excerpt. It's from a chapter that is a little ways into the book, so it might be a little spoiler-ish. But I think it's not really anything you don't know from the back cover and other information around.

Check it out. And enjoy.

Remember, you can always grab a print or e-book copy at Amazon here:  http://a.co/4BiBJpt



     Sabrina straightened her skirt as the automatic flusher roared behind her. She looked down at her feet and kicked a bit of toilet paper away. She hated walking in public bathrooms in her expensive shoes. With a handful of toilet paper, she opened the door and, to her surprise, came eye to eye with the last person she would have expected in the women’s bathroom.
     “We meet again, Sabrina London.” Alexander Kintner’s booming voice filled the entire bathroom.
     Startled, she jumped.
     “What the hell are you doing in here?” Sabrina asked. “You know the little boy’s room is next door, right?”
     “A woman like you—such a prize, and one that does not often fall in a man’s lap, but yet here you are in mine.”
     Kintner stepped closer to Sabrina, digging for something in his pants pocket. When he found it, a smile stretched across his face from ear to ear.
     “All these months spent searching for more fairy-kind, hunting them in Alaska, France, Canada…”
     Sabrina gasped. No human should know what he did; it was forbidden. But that was only the start of her problems. Disbelief washed over her as she watched the man produce a shiny knife from his pocket.
     “Come here!”
     Kintner lunged forward, seizing her by the arm so he could spin her around. Stumbling over her heels, Sabrina was powerless to get away from him, and when the cold metal of his blade brushed against the bare skin of her lower back, she froze.
“All this time I knew about you. I mean, it’s virtually impossible to not know of Sabrina London and her many sides: the socialite, the famous model”—Kintner drew a deep breath—“and my personal favorite, the substance abusing whore.”
     He shoved her hard, and Sabrina fell forward into the countertop between two of the bathroom’s three sinks. Kintner moved quick and pinned her in place with his hips. The air vanished from her lungs, and her chest felt hollow. Sabrina tried to free herself, but the fight in her was not enough. Back and forth, she teetered on a snapped heel, unable to get good enough footing to even attempt an escape.
“Get the fuck off me!” Sabrina screamed the moment she caught her breath. “Mira! Help!”
Kintner chuckled and slid his hand up the back of her tank top. When he reached her shoulders, he pressed heavily with his palm until her chest was pushed firmly against the cold, stone counter.
“Let’s see those wings!”
With one swipe of his razor-sharp blade, her top was cleaved in two, and her tattoo fully revealed. Kintner gasped at the splendor of Sabrina’s skin art.
“Magnificent.” He ran the back of a hand across the multicolored flesh.
“You haven’t seen anything yet, you bastard!”
Sabrina released them, rapidly—and fully into his face. The flash of vibrant light knocked him off balance, freeing Sabrina. With a flutter of her butterfly-shaped wings, Sabrina lifted herself several inches from the ground and pivoted to face her assailant.
     “You like that? That’s nothing! I can make these puppies glow so bright, your fucking eyes will sizzle!”
     “Bitch!”
     Alexander Kintner was fast—faster than Sabrina would have imagined. The small knife in his hand scored her tanned stomach, leaving a line of blood in its wake. She dropped to the floor in shock—the heel of her other shoe snapping under her weight. Bent over at the waist, Sabrina grabbed her stomach, her fingers reading the depth of the laceration.
     “Asshole, you cut me!” she spit.
     In response, Kintner backhanded her. The impact of his knuckles knocked her backward and spun her, so she was once again facing the countertop. As the room swayed back and forth, Sabrina glanced up at the mirror, seeing the glow from her wings sparkle off his blade like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
“I was only going to sever your wings, but now I’m going to cut your throat too!”
“Back away from her!” Mira shouted as she entered the bathroom.
“What the hell are you going to do to stop me?” Kintner yelled back.
“This!” Sabrina screamed as she waved her hands in front of the sink sensors.
The stream of water from each spigot grew larger and stronger as Mira raised her hands, palm up. In no time, the water was flooding the sinks, and it was then that Mira redirected it at him. When the two streams, now twisting together like a waterspout, struck the man, they intensified again, this time building to the force of water released from a fire hose. Facing Kintner, arms out, Mira controlled the steady blast until it knocked him off his feet and through the door of one of the bathroom stalls.
Sabrina pushed herself off the counter gingerly. Her cheek tingled with the pain of Kintner’s strike, yet that discomfort was no match for the anger she held in her fluttering chest.
“Fuck you!” she screamed at Kintner, who laid crumpled in a pile beside the toilet, knocked unconscious by the force of Mira’s attack.
As Sabrina stumbled toward Mira, her eyes overflowed with tears.
“Let’s get out of here, Sabrina.” Mira took her friend in a tight hug. “Let’s go home.”
 

Write Makes Might!

Kevin James Breaux
www.kevinbreaux.com