Thirsting For Blood by Sue Dent Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Never Ceese
Thirsting For Blood Book 1
by Sue Dent
Genre: Horror Fantasy
Publisher: S D Enterprises
Publication Date: July 25, 2018
What happens when a determined werewolf and a skeptical vampire join forces at the request of an aging friend?
Will they succeed in finding a way to rid themselves of their respective curses in spite of their natural hatred for each other or will they suffer at the hands of a radical and evil stem cell researcher who wants the fame and immortality he believes their blood will give him?
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Richard
couldn't hear her thoughts, but suspected what she was
struggling with. He took a step toward her and spoke to her back. "It's
no wonder we are what we are."
She whirled around to face him. "It's no wonder you are what you are! No
wonder you would count yourself a casualty of your curse. Well, I'm not
a casualty. Perhaps I can't presently feel love as I used to. But I can
still feel."
struggling with. He took a step toward her and spoke to her back. "It's
no wonder we are what we are."
She whirled around to face him. "It's no wonder you are what you are! No
wonder you would count yourself a casualty of your curse. Well, I'm not
a casualty. Perhaps I can't presently feel love as I used to. But I can
still feel."
Forever Richard
Thirsting For Blood Book 2
Publication Date: July 28, 2018
A new vampire inhabiting Richard's castle, a stranger with the alleged knife of the Akedah, a malevolent werewolf stalking Ceese, and the impossible-to-kill Dr. Henderson.
Now mortal once again, Richard and Ceese thought their troubles were behind them. What will they do when they learn that isn't true? And how will they survive the new evil that threatens to destroy them all?
Weekly
revival services at the Inner City Mission Church started
promptly at eight o’clock. Sister Betty Marshall liked to be on time. In
fact, she liked to be early. Stuffed inside her floral print
going-to-church dress, Sister Betty bustled along the sidewalk. Worn
leather sandals, stretched beyond their original shape, accommodated
wide brown feet and slapped the concrete as she went.
Sister Betty clutched her Bible close. She had to make it to the revival
center before Luella Thompson. Theirs was a
friendly competition but a competition nonetheless. When she didn’t make
it before Luella, Luella never let her forget it.
The walk light turned amber and then red just as she reached the busy
intersection. Sister Betty slowed down, resigned to her fate. She
wouldn’t make it on time. Luella would get bragging rights for this
evening. “Unless—” She strained her eyes to see. Was that a homeless man
in the alley? “Yes, Lord!” She headed over. Sister Luella might beat her
to services but what were the odds that she’d bring along a potential
convert?
When Henderson first noticed the lone Sister Betty, his fangs pushed
down and out. He’d intended to wait until she got closer, and then pull
her into the alley. He wasn’t prepared for her to approach him.
Her Bible captured his attention first. He drew back, hissing. The cross
around her neck added to his torture. His ears burned from the sacred
words she now quoted. Searing pain shot through eye sockets each time he
looked at the cross on her necklace. He threw his hands over his ears,
closed his eyes against the pain, and ran.
promptly at eight o’clock. Sister Betty Marshall liked to be on time. In
fact, she liked to be early. Stuffed inside her floral print
going-to-church dress, Sister Betty bustled along the sidewalk. Worn
leather sandals, stretched beyond their original shape, accommodated
wide brown feet and slapped the concrete as she went.
Sister Betty clutched her Bible close. She had to make it to the revival
center before Luella Thompson. Theirs was a
friendly competition but a competition nonetheless. When she didn’t make
it before Luella, Luella never let her forget it.
The walk light turned amber and then red just as she reached the busy
intersection. Sister Betty slowed down, resigned to her fate. She
wouldn’t make it on time. Luella would get bragging rights for this
evening. “Unless—” She strained her eyes to see. Was that a homeless man
in the alley? “Yes, Lord!” She headed over. Sister Luella might beat her
to services but what were the odds that she’d bring along a potential
convert?
When Henderson first noticed the lone Sister Betty, his fangs pushed
down and out. He’d intended to wait until she got closer, and then pull
her into the alley. He wasn’t prepared for her to approach him.
Her Bible captured his attention first. He drew back, hissing. The cross
around her neck added to his torture. His ears burned from the sacred
words she now quoted. Searing pain shot through eye sockets each time he
looked at the cross on her necklace. He threw his hands over his ears,
closed his eyes against the pain, and ran.
Cyn No More
Thirsting For Blood Book 3
Publication Date: September 4, 2019
A vampire dead set on reclaiming what it lost. A father determined to save his son from the evil that stalks him and an ancient good. Can Richard be saved from Cyn? Vampires, Werewolves and the Daoine Maithe.
He
squinted through the smothering fog that pressed against
the
windshield like a tightly wrapped blanket. He gripped the steering wheel
with both hands. Another pothole like that one could cost him an axle,
and he had no desire to be stranded on this God-forsaken stretch of road
where dead and bloodless livestock turned up in pastures where they
grazed. At least that’s what a recent copy of the Sunday Sports
reported, a tabloid he regularly read.
“Vampires killed ‘em and drank their blood,” the paper quoted one
victimized goat-herder as saying, and though the words read like
crazy-talk, each dead animal did have a set of identical puncture wounds
on the neck. “They live in that castle.” A photograph accompanied the
article. “I’ve seen ‘em. Nothing like this happened before they moved
in.” The goat herder’s words stuck with the courier like a festering
splinter in his mind. It didn’t help that his route would take him to
the very castle mentioned in the article.
windshield like a tightly wrapped blanket. He gripped the steering wheel
with both hands. Another pothole like that one could cost him an axle,
and he had no desire to be stranded on this God-forsaken stretch of road
where dead and bloodless livestock turned up in pastures where they
grazed. At least that’s what a recent copy of the Sunday Sports
reported, a tabloid he regularly read.
“Vampires killed ‘em and drank their blood,” the paper quoted one
victimized goat-herder as saying, and though the words read like
crazy-talk, each dead animal did have a set of identical puncture wounds
on the neck. “They live in that castle.” A photograph accompanied the
article. “I’ve seen ‘em. Nothing like this happened before they moved
in.” The goat herder’s words stuck with the courier like a festering
splinter in his mind. It didn’t help that his route would take him to
the very castle mentioned in the article.
**Coming Soon!!**
Penny For Your Thoughts
Thirsting For Blood Book 4
The saga continues. Cassie's boyfriend Darrell arrives with proof that her mother is still alive in spite of what Grandmother Penny told her.
Rodney struggles with emotions he can't believe he's having for Ceese and an old flame pushes the boundaries of Penny and Richard's new-found relationship. Will Professor Henderson finally succeed in changing Ceese back into a werewolf for his own diabolical purposes?
Sue Dent hails from Mississippi and is the author of Never Ceese and Forever Richard the first two installments in her Thirsting for Blood Series. Her debut novel Never Ceese appeared on the 2007 preliminary ballot for a Bram Stoker Award. Her second book in her Thirsting for Blood Series, Forever Richard, made the 2010 long-list at the British Fantasy Society.
Both Never Ceese and Forever Richard made the 2009 Pluto Award long-list with Never Ceese moving onto the top three books short-listed. Never Ceese was also Book Club Choice of the month at the American Christian Fiction Writers Association in May of 2007 when Sue was a member. Sue no longer pays to be a member due to the fact that the ACFW is a writer's group designed to help author's find homes with CBA niche market publishers. Sue is currently a member of HWA, Horror Writer's of America.
Dent’s stories continue to appeal to general market readers with surprise appeal to the denominationally discriminative (niche market CBA member publisher's serve. Ms. Dent likes to point out that though her work appeals to readers of this niche market, she does not write specifically for that market which is why you won't find her work in CBA member bookstores or rather on any shelf at any Christian Retailer or even listed on-line at member on-line bookstores such as Christianbook.com.
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In 2005, I enrolled my
now 20-year-old son in kindergarten and sent my now 26-year-old
daughter on her way to the seventh grade. It seemed the perfect time
to pursue publishing my stories so that others could enjoy them as
much as I did. Perhaps they would enjoy them enough for me to make a
living off of writing. I had several stories to choose from, but I
wanted to start with something fresh. I decided on vampires. I grew
up with Dark Shadows and never lost my love for Barnabus and
Quentin Collins. Therefore, with my new free time, I scribed my first
vampire/werewolf novel but struggled with a title for it. I ventured
out to a nearby mall at one point to think about this. Upon entering,
I spied a banner stretched from one side of the ceiling to the other,
that read; “Never Cease” . . . something, something, something.
Ceese was one of the main characters in my story, and so the title
was born. I did so enjoy the comments by some potential readers, “Why
should I read this book? The author can’t even spell.” And this
was after receiving reviews from the likes of Eric Wilson of
“Fireproof” fame.
Though I had a relatively
complete MS for Never Ceese, I felt something about it was missing
when I read through it. I decided to find someone who might help me
figure out what that “something” might be. I searched for and
found “professional” editor Arlene W. Robertson. Together she and
I whipped Never Ceese into shape. At the end of it all, I had an MS
with a guaranteed less than 2 percent error rate and a chunk of
change now invested in my debut novel. It paid off, though. I got
picked up by a “traditional” publisher because they knew they
didn’t have to invest in an edit. They paid me an advance against
royalties, (that never came) and printed 5000 hard copies with dust
covers of Never Ceese and took me to Book Expo America in 2006 to
sign 500 copies to give away to libraries and visitors. I even had
someone offer to make my never-read-by-anyone book into a movie. I
left the BEA wondering what the heck just happened.
I spent the bulk of my
time at the BEA hanging out with Captain Jack Sparrow. Who wouldn’t?
Yes, I spent the day with Johnny! Johnny O’Kelly, that is, an
impeccable Capt. Jack Sparrow and my obsession.
During the time I was
with this publisher, I (not my publisher) submitted Never Ceese
to be considered for a Bram Stoker award. It ended up making the
Preliminary Ballot for Superior Achievement in a First Novel
the year Jonothan Mayberry won in that category with Ghost Road
Blues.
An honor.
When I shared this
information with my publisher, they responded with, “let us know
when you win.” Because of making the preliminary ballot (I’m
guessing) The British Fantasy Society contacted me and wanted to know
if they could review “Never Ceese.” They have asked to review
every book I’ve written since then. Forever Richard even
made the 2009 BFS Long List.
Shortly after all of this
happened, my first publisher went under and sold all my books to a
liquidator. I was picked up by a second “traditional” publisher
who helped me get Forever Richard out before they too fell to
the dreaded return policy set up between big publishers and
bookstores during the depression to help bookstores survive. (I
won’t get into that here, but I do so love to talk about it if you
ever want to hit me up for a nice long chat.)
Mr. Nicholas “Halloween”
Grabowsky (author of Halloween IV and reviewer of Never Ceese)
offered to help me with his publishing company, Black Bed Sheet
Books, which enabled me to get onto my own self-publishing feet with
S D Enterprises where I do it all! Book covers, formatting, my
website, you name it — all but the editing. I still get help with
that as I want to appeal to as many readers as possible.
I have a new goal for my
writing now, though, and it isn’t to make a living with it. My new
goal is to make back all of the money I’ve invested thus far. After
that, shoot, I’ll give my books away or at least only charge
what it costs to print them and ship them.
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