I swear I’m not blowing my own trumpet, this is all in the name of author sharing fun. So Discover Authors has allowed me to tag along for their author-made blog tour -this one being Discovery 7- and I’m SO happy to be a part of it. I hope this will earn me a higher ranking on Amazon or just some much needed kick up the success butt. Below we have my book details, links, main song on the Beasthood playlist and a character interview with the very lovely Nikolas Driver, Pack Leader of Deer Creek. You can see the original spotlight & interview on Sunshine Book Promotions blog.
Oh and FYI…
BEASTHOOD WILL BE ON SALE FOR .99C MAY 9TH- MAY 11TH!
The bloody, raw meat was tantalizing her; calling to her. She hated it and yearned for it all at once.
Stop, she ordered. What are you doing?!
So hungryyyyy, snarled a primal voice deep within her.
Don’t you dare! she screamed back.
But the primal hunger ignored her pleas and took over her body, forcing her rational voice deep within the crevices of her mind.
What would you do if you discovered you weren’t human? That you turned into a bloodthirsty monster against your will?
What if your instincts, emotions and desires were torn between your own and the dark, dangerous animal lurking inside of you?
If it could make you yearn for someone you shouldn’t, make you say and act in ways you wouldn’t and overwhelm your whole existence?
If everything you’d ever known about your life was a lie?
In a world where a deeply hidden community is swathed in mystery, deadly secrets, betrayal and murder, Jaz Barker struggles to fight against the dangerous Beast within her and the emotions and desires it thrusts her way.
When tensions ride high and people she cares about are put in danger, she will have to decide how much of her newly awakened animal-side she’s willing to let in.
And if it is worth the risk…
Jaz swung round ready to meet the trees only to be confronted by Driver’s dark, penetrating eyes, watching her increasingly reddening face.
She couldn’t tell if he was angry or not, and if he was, whether it was aimed at her. Not knowing was very unnerving. She looked him up and down cautiously.
He was dripping wet. His black, long-sleeved top was glued to his muscular body. His jeans were dark and shiny. Water trickled from his dark eyelashes, his long pointed nose and strong chin. He looked so attractive, and so deadly.
She gawked at him, unable to speak as he bored a hole in her face.
The others stared anxiously at their Leader’s expression. He barely glanced at them before giving Jaz the full force of his glare. She was nearly knocked back. She put her feet together and stood up straight before she lost her balance.
“Let’s take a walk,” he said in his deep, baritone voice, with a stab of frost. It wasn’t a suggestion, it was a command.
Jaz scowled at him. She didn’t need this today. Why doesn’t he know how to communicate anything without it sounding like an order?
She hadn’t seen his face the whole week when she’d actually needed him there. She believed he’d have done something about Fraya bullying her without Jaz needing to ask. He hadn’t been there when she needed him and now, when he was the last person in the world she wanted to see, lo and behold there he was. Now he was telling her what to do? He’s not my leader.
“No,” she argued. Her voice was quiet but it was full of grim determination.
He examined her for a moment, giving nothing away.
She tried not to shiver in the cold rain. It kept getting in her eyes and she forced herself not to blink so she could beat him at the staring contest.
Instead, he changed tactics.
He marched forward, not looking at the others who were gaping at him- Jaz included- as he lunged for her, grabbed her wrist and half-pulled, half-dragged her through the forest.
“Get off me!” she yelped and kicked out at him. There was the sound of gasps from behind her but she ignored them and continued to kick and yank away, thumping him with her free hand.
He didn’t make any sign of being hurt. He swung his body round to face her with a warning look. She stopped a second in surprise and then yanked back again. Rather than pull her to him again, he let go and she fell back, landing flat on her back in the mud. She grunted from the impact, holding back the urge to moan in disgust as the squelchy sludge oozed in between her fingers, her bare legs and her lower back. She sat up and glowered up at him as the rain pounded down on her face.
An amused, faint smile played on his lips.
She growled, actually growled, and his expression froze for half a second. She then gasped, staring at him in shock from the sound that had come out of her mouth. He used that moment to grab her and heave her over his shoulder. She started kicking again, yelling at him to let go of her.
He strode quickly through the woods, far enough to be out of earshot and eyeshot from their gaping audience while she wriggled violently in his grasp.
“I can walk myself!” she snapped and he let go of her. She managed to land on her feet though her ankle bones jingled unpleasantly. And then she stormed off, not getting far when his big hand landed on her shoulder.
She spun round.
His brow furrowed as he demanded- “What. Happened?”
Her glare disappeared. She gazed at him with pained eyes. “You lied to me,” she said in a low, empty voice.
“What are you talking about?” he questioned.
“When were you going to tell me… Nik
His green eyes impaled her; she waited for some reaction but he gave her nothing.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were Lora’s husband?” she interrogated.
He said nothing.
“She was having your baby! The same baby I felt die
inside of me! You’re the father of my sister’s child. And the Pack Leader? And you kept it from me?!”
“You weren’t ready to hear it.”
“Don’t you dare! You lied to me!”
He glared at her defensively. “I never lied to you, I just didn’t tell you.”
“Don’t use that ‘not telling me isn’t the same as lying to me’ crap, ‘cos it is! Keeping something from someone and lying to them is
the same thing!”
“I was just trying to protect you!” he barked, his voice cracking the air like a whip.
“That’s the problem! You protect me when I don’t need it, and you don’t protect me when I do!”
He frowned and observed her carefully for a long moment. “Why? Do you need protecting?”
Jaz gaped at him, speechless. She hadn’t predicted this reaction. She saw the unexplainable suffering sweep across his face, then a strong emotion burned behind his eyes. She didn’t understand it but she felt the power of it and it made her lose her trail of thought. “I-I…”
“I will always be there to keep you safe, no matter what.”
Human by Daughter
A.Z. GREEN’S LINKS
MEET NIK DRIVER
Tell us a little about yourself. What’s your name and what role do you play in Beasthood?
My name is Nikolas Driver, Pack Leader of Deer Creek, but you can call me Nik. My role as Deer Creek’s Pack Leader is to safeguard their homes, anonymity and safety. They’re my family and I’m their father and guardian.
Ever since I learnt that the Cur Hunters really do exist, I’ve been even more on my guard, hoping to unearth their secrets and find out who they are and who their leader is. I believe the rumours are true: that they kill hybrid/halfbreed Weres (those who are unable to transform to Beast, or just those who are different to ordinary Weres) and that they -the Curs- illegally hunt humans and eat their meat. This was my main goal when Lora died. She was my mate and she was stolen from me.
Then Jaz came. She’s made my fears come out all over again and caused me sleepless nights worrying about her safety; the weight of that responsibility is constantly on my shoulders. The memory of Lora’s death haunts me, and because Jaz is her twin sister, I feel conflicted about my attraction towards Jaz. But as time has gone on I’ve accepted my feelings for Jaz, and haven’t denied them or held them back. Nor will I ever.
What obstacles do you come across within the story? Can you tell us how you overcome them without giving too much away?
Apart from the niggling danger of the Curs and Jaz (who has been a major test of my patience and my ability to control my emotions), I’ve had to deal with a traitor in my Pack. I haven’t said who I think it is but I’m sure of who it could be. That same traitor is the reason Lora is dead, and the reason I’m working so hard to keep Jaz and my Pack safe.
Tell us something that we would least expect about you.
Despite how I may come across – strict, intimidating, ruthless and intense – I’m a caring, loving kind of guy. Being this intimidating man is just a mask, my leader mask, that I wear throughout the day and take off at night. My Pack knows it in a way, and they know that I’m like this to keep order, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t take me seriously. They know that sometimes I don’t need the mask to be a tough, strict leader.
I have to keep people in check whilst also being caring, family-orientated and respected. I don’t like to be feared, or to instill fear but I have to set an example and discipline my Pack when necessary. I don’t like it. But I have to do it. A human like yourself wouldn’t understand our mindset because you are gentler by nature, at least you are in terms of what is accepted in your society. Go back fifty years ago, maybe less, and you would have been more understanding of our laws and discipline. It doesn’t matter if you don’t get me, or agree with me -I won’t take offence, I get it- but trust me when I say, it has to be done. Otherwise you get Weres like the Cur Hunters killing you humans off. We’re the only thing standing in their way.
And for the record, despite how cool and unaffected I seem around Jasmine, inside I’m the opposite. But I won’t tell if you don’t.
ABOUT A.Z. GREEN
A.Z.Green was born in 1989 and raised in Chesterfield, Derbyshire. She met the love of her life aged 16 and moved to London, finally settling down near Brighton.
She has written various novels and short stories in her lifetime but has only recently decided to publish. She writes a wide range of genres such as dark fantasy, romance, thriller, historical fiction, dystopian, horror and paranormal. Her books tend to fit better into the New Adult genre as they usually have a more mature theme.
Beasthood is her first published novel.
Besides writing she also loves designing blogs, websites, covers for others’ books as well as her own and various graphics. She has four blogs/websites and counting. Pinterest and Tumblr keep her busy, as does reading, drawing, painting and watching films. That’s if she gets time to do any of these things with a three-year-old jumping around.
When asked in an interview, ‘What books have inspired you to write?’ she replied, ‘I write books I wish existed, not because I’m inspired by a book that already exists.’