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What’s is Celebrity Status about? Let me tell you 🙂
Famous Hollywood actress, Elizabeth Stanfield, has a glamorous lifestyle with a lavish house, glittery parties, a people magazine’s fifty most beautiful people fiance and best friend Billy Stone – Famous actor, producer and secret organized crime enforcer.
Everything is not as it seems…Elizabeth’s fiance cheats on her, a studio head and director are hell-bent on making her life miserable and it gets harder to keep her secrets protected.
The only good thing in her life is Billy, their budding romance, and connections that give them the freedom to do whatever they want in Hollywood.
Will their connections be enough to keep their secrets hidden and Celebrity Status safe or are they doomed to be torn down?
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Here’s an excerpt for you to enjoy and hopefully will entice you to read more 🙂 🙂
With our security detail leading the way, Billy and I were brought through back entrances, private tunnels and elevators to get up to our suites.
“Well, mission accomplished,” Sonny said, as he joined Billy and I on the terrace of my suite. “I wanted you guys to draw more business in here and now I’ve easily got two hundred reporters and paparazzi hanging out in the casino since I tossed them from the lobby. They are all waiting for an appearance from you.”
“You’re welcome,” I sarcastically answered him.
“Did he really cheat on you and knock her up?” Sonny asked me directly.
“Sadly, yes,” I confirmed.
Sonny stood at the edge of the table Billy and I were seated at and didn’t say anything, just looked thoughtful.
“She doesn’t want to face anyone yet,” Billy explained. “Unfortunately, those guys will probably be hanging around for a while.”
“That’s no problem,” Sonny responded. “The longer they stay, the more money they spend on drinks and gambling. Is there anything I can do?” Sonny had turned to me.
“I’m hungry,” I answered, honestly.
“That’s not what I meant,” he answered, as if truly annoyed.
“I know what you meant, but Billy here, won’t let me make any decisions right now.”
“Really?” Sonny turned to Billy. “But he cheated on her.”
“I am aware of the situation but I don’t want anything to happen to him for the time being. It’ll make Elizabeth look guilty.”
Sonny and I both shook our heads, in disagreement.
“Hey,” Billy addressed both of us. “Don’t get mad at me. You’re going to regret anything you do right now and I’ll get the blame for letting you go ahead with it.”
“I will regret nothing,” Sonny told Billy.
“Not you, I know it won’t disturb you, but she will regret it.”
“Don’t be so sure about that,” I answered.
“You aren’t giving any orders to do anything,” Billy strongly retorted. “Got it?”
“Yes, holy geez, relax Commander,” I said, leaning back in my chair with my hands up.
“Thank you,” Billy visibly relaxed.
“So,” I looked at Sonny. “Where are we on the food?”
“What do I look like to you, a fucking waiter? Call room service.” He turned and left.
“Only you could get away with treating him like that,” Billy laughed.
“He asked if he could do anything, he could get us some food. What’s wrong with that?” I genuinely questioned.
Billy shook his head in response and went to call room service.
***
“You had to make sure everyone knew about me and Brianna, didn’t you?” Cal demanded, as I entered my trailer, the next morning.
“What the hell are you doing here? Where the hell is my security?”
“Answer my question, why did you tell the entire world about me and Brianna? I was perfectly fine letting everyone think you and I had a mutual break up.”
“You did, did you?”
“Yes, I did, but now you made everyone think I’m a cheating scumbag.”
“If the truth fits…now get out.”
“It’s not the truth. I didn’t see anyone else while we were together until she came along six months ago.”
“How honorable of you, but that’s still cheating.” Was he really that stupid? Why hadn’t I seen that before?
“Elizabeth, is everything okay in there?” Vince called, from outside the trailer door.
“No, it’s not,” I glared at Cal. “I have an intruder that needs to be removed.”
Within seconds, Vince and Tony were inside the trailer. Vince grabbed both of Cal’s arms behind his back and expertly began to push a struggling Cal outside, while Tony held the door open.
“We’re not done, Elizabeth,” Cal struggled, in vain, against Vince’s strength.
“Yes, we are. Just show him off the premises, boys, no need to hurt him,” I instructed. “Yet.”
“You’re not the only with powerful friends, you know,” Cal shouted, as he was about to be taken out the door.
I put my hand on Vince’s shoulder to pause him, “When did you get any friends at all, let alone powerful ones?” I asked Cal.
“I’m going to ruin you in Hollywood,” Cal threatened. “Because you told everyone about me and Brianna, I’m going to make sure everyone will find out about Billy and his Michelleti family connection. The world may be interested to know how you guys get everything you want and need in this town.”
“Are you sure you really want to do that?” I questioned in a deadly tone.
He held my glare and in the same vicious tone he replied, “I’m going to make it my life’s ambition.”
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When I started the Dragon series, it was the result of needing something to balance out the darkness around me. It was my response to postpartum depression and grieving. Having a spark of an idea, I threw myself into researching everything I could find out about the Norse gods, and Viking life.
Most of us are aware of Greek and Roman gods, and Marvel has taught us a lot about Thor, Loki and Odin, but once I pulled back the veil, boy was I amazed. The tales were so epic.
I wanted my characters to be influenced by these deities, but also I wanted to infuse my world building with historical details. The first story I set in 1520, which is the time of the Protestant Reformation, and I wanted paganism and this new religion to interact. The second story then takes us to France in 1799, after the French Revolution and right before the rise of Napoleon. This time period is full of conflict, and so I was able to also include historical figures, referencing them in dialogue.
I have a graduate degree in religion, and love history. So, for that simple reason, I love to bring history to life – be it part of Church History, and referencing how Magic was regarded and punished, to the Haitian Revolt and the names of the prominent leaders behind it all. My goal is for my reader to leave with a nugget of truth.
For the first book, I took a college course through the University of Barcelona on Magic in the Middle Ages. I wanted to make sure that I had those facts correct to be able to present the conflict in such a way that the reader would understand the overlying threat of being a time-traveling fish out of water.
For the second story, A Dragon’s Desire, I researched colonialism, the Haitian Revolt, the French Revolution in all of its progressions, and the life of Napoleon – this included devouring anything that I could get my hands on regarding France at that time (for example the ceruse paint that they wore contained lead; and their eyebrows were made out of mice skin).
In this world building, I’m excited to see where the story takes us next, but also when. I’m ready to explore more of this grand world, and interact with these characters who’ve taken me from darkness into the light.
When you make plans, the gods laugh. All decisions come with consequences.
In this second book of the Dragons series, time travel and fantasy weave together in a fantastical romance.
Although Jaz is a dragon, the fact that the paranormal exists hasn’t made life any easier. The Norse gods are a little too active in her life, and her lover, Erich, the necromancer, a Viking and demigod, is acting distant. His going from extremely hot to cold has her second guessing everything, and wondering if his proclamation of love was just simple manipulation, and if their relationship has lost its like new car smell.
When trouble comes, it comes in heaps, and right at Jaz’s feet. This trouble happens to send her back to 1799 to Étretat, France. The political upheaval combined with Napoleon’s forces and the threat of the Reign of Terror leaves her wondering who she can trust — one wrong move and she’ll lose more than her dragon head.
Relationships are built not only on the love that the couple has for one another but also on their shared experiences. In 1520, while back in time learning about the great Black Knight, I’d also learned a lot about my handsome man. Staring at his profile now, his dark brown hair no longer flowed as it had, but his austere appearance did not mar the attractiveness of his strong features. A neatly trimmed beard rested along a strong jaw and if I told a joke or two, I was sure I could get those gray eyes to turn silver. I loved him, and he kept my heart safe. I’d do whatever it took to keep those seeds of love alive.
His eyes grazed over my body, and in one nanosecond, all the magic I’d been storing up formed into a tight, bright orange ball and then exploded around us.
“What did you do?” Tink asked.
Her question made me stop giving Erich my come-hither stare. Would I be a bad friend if I admitted that I wanted to kick out Tink, his non-blood relation who he called sister on this earthly plane, so that I could explore where his hot gaze might lead?
Tink snapped her fingers before my eyes.
“Jaz,” she screamed. “What did you do?” She backed up until the kitchen table jammed into her side.
It was then I noticed the army of fire ants that paraded down the wall and marched toward her. Climbing on top of each other, they quickly formed a three-dimensional shape resembling a moving wave.
“Make it stop!” she said.
I had no idea how to make fire ants obey me. Hell, I didn’t even know I could conjure them up. Like a madwoman, I gathered pots and pans and began to scoop them up, while saying every Latin word I could think of. “Sic semper tyrannis,” I said, as if the motto of the Virginian flag might help.
Instead the ants continued to pile on top of one another. Tink scampered away, and still they came.
She followed my lead and started to bang together pots and pans to knock them away.
“Say something to stop this,” I said.
Tink waved her hands. Nothing happened. “I can’t. You’re magical. Your magic is not like anything I’ve ever handled. You have to learn how to hone in and control it.”
“Brutum fulme” I then shouted, as if calling forth senseless lightning would cause a bolt to come through and fry the pesky things. Still nothing happened.
“I’m so not qualified for this,” I screamed. Frustration caused a tingling in my fingers, which rose up my arms like I’d touched a hotplate.
“Jaz,” Erich interjected, “concentrate.”
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and focused on the dragon resting just below my skin. I felt her stir, awaken. Fire grew in my belly. My lips puckered and uttered the words the beast had whispered to me, “Carpe noctem.” Seize the night!
The ants stopped mid-step, frozen.
Hearing the beast, I repeated what it ordered: “Transit umbra, lux permanet.” Shadow passes, light remains. The fire ants disintegrated, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.
Tink hurried to her cauldron, which was boiling over, vomiting a cloud of what looked like pixie dust on to the counter and removed her black choker with Chakra stones. “I’ve read of many wearing talismans until they are able to get control of their powers. This will protect you. Do NOT take it off, do you hear me?”
“Sure, sure,” I nodded my head, but really, I just wanted to push her out of the door. “Thanks, Tink.”
Tink looked first at me and then at Erich.
Instead of moving towards the door, I wished for it to open, and it did.
“I guess that’s my sign to leave,” she said and quickly packed everything into her wicker basket.
“I didn’t know I could do that.”
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Tina Glasneck is a writer of crime fiction and fantasy romance. Her imagination thrives when it comes to hot coffee, great music and laughter. She believes in miracles, the power of positive thinking, and that in each of us a dragon lurks. Learn more about Tina on her website: http://tglasneck.wixsite.com/tglasneck
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