I would like to welcome Jaden Sinclair to CJ’s Book Corner today. Jaden is the author of Forget Me Not. The first novel of the Guardians series which released on February 8, 2014.
Jaden Sinclair lives in a small town in Kansas with her husband of eighteen years, two boys and a few pets that keep her hopping. Between sports and the animals it’s a wonder at times how she is able to keep the flow of her writing going. But she does. She has many series in the works and out for your enjoyment, and most known for the Shifter series. Between werewolves, vampires, scifi, new worlds or simple romances, one never really knows what will come out next. So to keep up with what she doing, visit her website Blog Facebook Twitter or just simply email her at email@example.com. She’ll love to hear from you!
CJ ~ What inspired you to write your first book?
Jaden ~ I had read a werewolf story in the Red Sage books, Secrets and just loved it. Think I read it several times before, I sat down and thought up my own, which is the very first shifter book. And that story in the Secrets book still one of my faves. I go back every so often and read it to this day.
CJ ~ Are you a plotter or a pantster?
Jaden ~ Oh pantster… I NEVER plot too much. Might to get the idea together, but when I sit down to write, I just go with the flow.
CJ ~ What do you consider to be your best accomplishment?
Jaden ~ Keeping all the ideas I’ve got straight.
CJ ~ Is there one subject you would never write about as an author? What is it?
Jaden ~ Mystery.. not good at those at all.
CJ ~ What writing advice do you have for other aspiring authors?
Jaden ~ Never give up or listen to people that say forget it, it will never happen.
CJ ~ Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Jaden ~ Still writing and thinking outside the box
Just some fun questions:
CJ ~ What secret talents do you have?
Jaden ~ I’m a knitter. I’ve made several afghans, entered then in the county fair and have won a few ribbons now.
CJ ~ Where is one place you want to visit that you haven’t been before?
Jaden ~ Egypt
CJ ~ Do you dream? If so, what do you dream about.
Jaden ~ I always dream up new books and new ways to make them very different from what is already out there..
Start the Guardians series with Book 1
Julian Marino has been searching for his Bloodmate forever. He is beginning to lose all hope of finding her. Without his other half, Julian feels all alone, not sure of his place in this world. Deciding to go see his best friend is a small comfort for him, but his respite doesn’t last long when an elder of their race asks Julian for help.
A war is brewing, a war which could destroy the entire vampire race if left unchecked. Julian is called to the battle, so he must halt his search for the woman he can never forget. In order for him to live, he must fight. But when he discovers a Guardian is following him, a protector of their kind, he learns how serious this war is and how dangerous making the wrong decision could be.
*Content Warning: May contain graphic scenes and sexual content. Intended for 18+ audience.
Sensing a presence, Julian swung around and looked up. In the shadows on a rooftop, a figure stood alone, so still he wondered for a brief moment if he saw anyone at all. He was about to turn when it moved. The darkness surrounding him lightened at the sight of the brightness from the eyes of one of his own kind. A vampire! Neither said a word, but Julian discerned the shape of a female body hidden behind a long coat with a hood. Those bright eyes were something he’d never seen before, just as he’d never seen a female vampire. Yet, the female perched on the roof watching him had a set of shining eyes, and her stance seemed almost lethal, as if she was poised, ready to strike. He couldn’t deny what he saw, even if it was unbelievable. About to speak, a scream of pleasure from further down the alley distracted him. He peeled his gaze away from the figure on the roof and glanced into the dark at two lovers. Taking in the scent of their pleasure, he wished it was his. When he glanced back up, the woman was gone. Searching the roof peaks to find her, he saw nothing. Curious as to not only what she was, but why she was there, Julian did what any other hunter would do. After he put himself back in his jeans, he found an old fire ladder and climbed it. Up on the roof, he saw all the dark alleys, people, everything, but not the one thing he sought. Off in the distance he caught sight of something black disappearing over another roof. Turning, wind picking up his trench coat, Julian went in the direction of his quarry. He ran on top of the slippery roofs, jumping over old smokestacks shooting hot steam. Although he was only four houses behind her, she was so fast he couldn’t seem to catch up as quickly as he should. When close enough, he lunged at her, wrapping both arms around her legs, taking them both down. He thought he had the upper hand, but she shocked the shit out of him by turning her body and kicking him in the face with unbelievable strength, more than any vampire should have, breaking his hold on her. He sprang back up to his feet, only to have her sweep his legs, knocking him down once more. Staying down, one leg bent ready to move if he needed to, Julian watched her slowly stand up. The hood covered her hair and most of her face, and dark sunglasses now covered those shiny eyes of hers. But he didn’t need to see her eyes to know she glared down at him. He could feel it. Julian lunged, grabbing the front of her coat. She hit his hand away and swung her body around, backhanding him hard in the face. “And here I was going to be nice,” he said. She snorted loudly, and a very small grin tugged at the corner of her mouth. Her fists flying, she went at him. Blocking the blows took all of his training and most of his strength to stay on the roof and not slide off. She caught him with painful hits on the arms. He blocked a strike to his head with both of his arms. She kicked him in the gut, knocking the air right out of his lungs, dropping him to his knees again. “I’m almost impressed,” she said, her voice sounding detached. “Almost—but not quite.” She turned her back on him and ran to the next house. Skidding to a stop at the edge of the roof, she turned once more toward him. Julian held his gut, trying to breathe without pain and not get sick. He stood up just as she jumped up in the air, did a back flip with her legs stretched out as far as they would go, and disappeared. By the time he reached the edge, there was no sign of her up or down the dark alley. She was gone. “Shit,” he mumbled, rubbing his stomach.