Monday, October 31, 2011

VooDoo Halloween!!

In honor of Halloween, I'm giving away ONE of these two VooDoo dolls! Only 3 things you have to do to be entered to win...

1. Leave  me a comment telling me your favorite paranormal creature or scary story.
2. Leave your email address!!
3. Promote my book Pandora’s Box somewhere and leave me a link to the promotion in the comments section. Here are two easy ways to promote, just copy and paste the following to your walls:
            Facebook:  Gracen Miller’s HOT new paranormal release, PANDORA’S BOX, book one in the Road to Hell series has received 22 FIVE star reviews on Goodreads.
            Twitter:  Gracen Miller’s HOT new release, PANDORA’S BOX, Road to Hell series, has rec’d 22 FIVE star reviews @Goodreads

You MUST leave the link to where you promoted my book, Pandora's Box or I will have to disqualify you from the contest.

ALL 3 rules must be followed!  I will draw ONE lucky winner tomorrow at noon!

Best of luck! Contest is open to international residents as well as US residents.


Saturday, October 22, 2011


SALE! SALE! SALE!!! Decadent Publishing has 25% OFF paranormal books this weekend!! That means if you haven't bought Pandora's Box yet and want to get it at a discount, now is your chance to get 25% OFF! Click HERE to go to the SALE!!!

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Nix's Uprising ~ One

Warning:  This scene contains content that some may find offensive. Please read with caution.

Phoenix Birmingham and his father whittled on their wood working project. An elephant, the trunk raised and one foot lifted as if in mid-step. Swiping a fine sheet of sanding paper over the walnut wood, Nix took pride in this piece. The first he’d ever accomplished with only instructions from his dad. It wasn’t perfect, but just spending time with his dad was his reward.

His dad stood just behind Nix, studying his art in silence and giving suggestions when needed. “You did good, son.” Daddy squeezed his shoulder and he beamed at the compliment. “Dinner should be ready soon. Let’s go clean up.”

“Let me finish this spot first.” He peeked at his dad over his shoulder. “Won’t take but a minute and then I’ll be up.”

Daddy left him in the make-do workshop…the garage. He realized he wasn’t a normal twelve-year old; he actually enjoyed spending time with his parents. Most of his friends thought their parents were lame. While their dads were working late hours to earn the big bucks, his dad taught him cool woodworking skills and took him on weekend fishing and hunting trips. That was more important than getting Nintendos and stupid stuff like that.

Mom sang at the top of her lungs really bad, but they’d made a game out of who could sing the worst. Sometimes the two of them had competitions in the car. He loved the way she smiled when they participated in them. She took him to see movies and baked him his favorite cookies once a week. Peanut Butter cookies. Mmm…his mouth watered at the thought of them. They were best straight out of the oven, all hot and gooey. No way would anyone ever out cook her.

He waited until his dad had been gone at least a minute before he tucked away the elephant and scrambled out of his chair. Fast walking to the far corner, he shifted a couple of boxes and flipped the lid back on a discarded rubber tote. Inside rested the precious gift he would give to his parents on their fifteenth wedding anniversary next month. In private he worked on it, sometimes by flashlight in his bed. It wasn’t as good as what his dad could do, but he thought they would be proud.

A bird, intended to be a phoenix, rising from flames. The fire was off. Really bad kind of off, but no matter how he whittled and scraped, he couldn’t get them right. One wing was bigger than the other. The eyes weren’t straight and the beak was a tad crooked, but Nix was proud of his creation. He took out a tool and scraped some lines through the breast feathers to give some added detail.

Footsteps shuffled outside the door. Nix scrambled out of his seat. The tool clattered on the floor as he bumped the table and spilled his Coke. The dark liquid splashed and hit his jeans.

“Crap!” he muttered, swiping at the cold wet stain against his crotch.

More footsteps and he spun about to face the door. He almost dropped the phoenix as he wedged it inside the waistband on the backside of his pants. Nix had to suck in his gut to secure it there, but he wouldn’t run the risk of ruining the surprise for either of his parents.

No one entered the garage after a few minutes of heavy breathing. And the expectant wait felt like ten minutes instead of two. Deciding it was best to exit before his secret wasn’t a secret any more he shut off the lights and left the garage. He fast-walked across the backyard and entered the house through the back door.

Mom hummed a soft tune in the kitchen as she worked on the meal. The sound of the back door must have alerted her to his presence because she called out. “Nix, dinner is ready.”

“I’m going to wash up, and then I’ll be down.” He took the stairs to his bedroom two at a time. Once there, he shut and locked the door. He slipped a cassette tape into his radio to muffle his movements. He cranked up the volume as the first chords for “Old Time Rock and Roll” pulsed in the room.

Toeing off his tennis shoes, he grabbed the phoenix as he shucked his jeans and kicked them into the corner. He attempted a Risky Business slide to his closet, hit the rug with his toe and flew head first toward the wall and bedside table. A hand to the sheetrock and a thigh into the table was all that saved him from hitting the floor. But the phoenix was unharmed.

Nix spun around and used the phoenix to mime, “Just take those old records off the shelf…”

His mother screamed. Nix bolted for his closet, dropping his carving on the floor as he dragged on a pair of pants.

Probably just a rat. Those pesky things terrified her. But…mice and bugs usually only warranted squeals, not screeches that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

Heart pounding so hard in his chest, the noise it made in his ears drowned out too much sound. Nix swiped his prized bat from the corner, tightened his grip and ran out of his room. Before he reached the stairs, his mom let lose a blood-curdling shriek. Hiding never crossed his mind as he raced down the stairs to save Momma.

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Please welcome my friend, Leanore Elliott! I read first Beasts book, The Eyes of Constance, a couple of months back and fell in love with the unique story. If you want something different and smoldering hot, then this book is for you! I'm eager to read the rest of the series. If you've read the books, please share your view on them! You can find the author on Facebook HERE, friend her and tell her I sent you. the beasts!!!

BEASTS~The Eyes Of Constance/Erotic Suspense
Constance, a psychic who has visions of Serial Killers. 
Jack, a rebel cop who will break every law to stop these killers.
They meet at a bloody scene of a murder, and team up to track some of the most deadly fiends in existence.
After three years together as partners, is there something even more sinister, which Constance cannot see? What will she find, when she finally comes face to face with the Beasts of Forever?

'The tale begins one way and takes you to a world that you never knew existed.'—PRG Reviews
---'I don't think we are in Kansas anymore.'—Lovestodive Amazon Review
---'If you like hot, erotic romance, this is a must read.'—Karen Fuller, Amazon Review
'Leanore Elliott created a completely different set of characters, unlike any that I have ever read about.' Paranormal Kiss Reviews
70, 763 words / Full Novel

BEASTS~A Different Life/ Erotic Fantasy-Mystery
Damon has chased Alex across the cosmos for five long years and he won't stop, until he has her back with him.
Alex lives a quiet life, a dull life really, until Damon appears and turns her world inside out. She is so drawn to him, but his story of who she is and what she is? It is too fantastic to believe...
"It's a roller coaster ride of hope, frustration, despair, and joy. A ride that is totally addicting! The sex scenes are steaming hot! Especially if you like dominant alpha men and floating fantasies. Because baby, this beast is all man! I enjoyed this book tremendously and now must go back and read book one!"—C&R Romance eBook Reviews 

A full Novel at 55,000 words

BEASTS~King Of Vengeance
Victor Payne is the Hurt Legend of the LA detective squad. A swaggering, break the rules type of cop with a bust record no one else can touch.
Valentine is a by the book Malibu detective who follows procedure to the letter.
They are forced to work the Malibu Slasher case together. The killer is a woman with a beastly way of dispatching her male victims.
Will they pay a price for a love cast from vengeance?
"Different and intriguing..."— Paranormal Kiss Review
"An erotic masterpiece!"— Forbidden Passion Reviews
"Hot, Sexy , Twists and Turns!"—PRG Reviews
69,000 words— A full Novel
All Three are available for 99cents at Nook, Kindle & 1Place For Romance

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Nix Slogan Contest

If you’ve interacted with me at all, then you’re probably familiar with “Micah Kool-Aid”. This came about because although Micah is my bad-boy villain in the Road to Hell series, some of my readers still love him and prefer him over the hero. I decided they had to be on something to still love him. And Micah Kool-Aid was born.

Micah Kool-Aid ~ It's what bad girls drink!

My bad-boy Sherlock hero, Phoenix “Nix” Birmingham, needs something similar. He has a fantastic slogan at the moment:

Nix Birmingham ~ Stealing hearts one dead demon at a time!
(Thanks to Tawnya Peltonen for coming up with this slogan!)

I love that slogan and I have no plans of getting rid of it. But it’s been suggested that readers need/want something similar to Micah Kool-Aid. So, at the suggestion of Mindy Janicke, I’m going to hold a contest. Give me your best slogan. I’ll pick my favorite and the winner will win a prize pack of a bunch of goodies. Maybe even some Hell’s Phoenix swag if I receive them in time.

Here’s what you do, leave me a slogan in the comment section. Only ONE entry per person. I will pick my favorite from those suggsted, so make it good. Really good! I’ll place this slogan on buttons and stuff, just like the photos above. You’ll get the bragging rights that you came up with it and I’ll give you a dedication in Hell’s Phoenix, as well (Tawnya Peltonen, you’ve already been added to my dedication for the Nix slogan above!).

So, get your thinking caps on and start suggesting slogans! International residents are encouraged and welcome to enter. Slogan Contest ends November 13, 2011. Winner will be announced on November 14, 2011.

Good luck!


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Hell's Phoenix Blurb

(unedited blurb, mostly likely will alter somewhat prior to release of Hell's Phoenix)

Hell’s become more than just a playground for the wicked…

Going to Hell was supposed to save Madison, but knowing she’s dead because of his failure leaves Nix with only one thing to live for. Revenge. With Micah’s help he learns to use his Messianic power. Anything for Mads has become his mantra, even if it means killing innocents to gather the power he needs to succeed. A tsunami he unleashes on a Gulf Coast city is stopped with magical interference, and Nix is more than surprised to feel Madison in the opposing magic. Can he and Micah set a trap to lure her out?

Pandora’s Box…once you open it, there’s no turning back!

Madison has done the unthinkable, opened Pandora’s Box to save Nix from Hell. And failed. She’s willing to risk her own life to rescue Nix, but she worries about the welfare of her accomplice in the mission and leaving her son behind. Following up on a lead, she’s ambushed by Nix and Micah. Shocked and hurt to discover Nix has become a willing participant of Hell, she’s more certain than ever she won’t escape the demonic fate her husband outlined for her. While in Hell, she discovers denying the emergence of her succubus is futile, which means getting Nix out of Hell after embracing her inner demon just became a very real dilemma…

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Hell's Phoenix Pre-Edits Celebration!

I finished up my pre-edits on Hell's Phoenix, book two in the Road to Hell series, and sent them back to my editor today. Woohoo! *dances*

In celebration, I'm giving away these Halloween socks!

What you have to do to enter. You MUST be either a Hellhound from my Road to Hell series Facebook fan page, a follower her or a friend on my Gracen Miller Facebook page. Leave me a comment and you'll be entered to win. I'll draw the winner on Sunday, October 15, 2011! Open to my international Hellhounds and friends only.

Good luck!


Writing Insanity!

The top three things that  drive me insane about writing. I shy away from saying hate because I had to work hard at coming up with the 3 things I disliked. Tomorrow I'll bring you the top 3 things I love about writing, but without further chatter, here are the things that drive me InSaNe!

3. Synopsis – I stink at writing synopsis. Figuring out what are the most important aspects of the story that I need to focus on, is really difficult for me. Probably because I think everything is important. I mean, let’s face it, if it wasn’t important, I’d have cut it from the storyline right? LOL But, yeah, I get why I need to compress the story. There are some details that can be left out of a synopsis that do not affect the storyline at all. UGH! :-/ 

2. Blurbs – Did I say I “stink” at synopsis?  Well, I suck at blurbs because condensing my book down to the important parts is just damn difficult. Even worse than a synopsis because I’m trying to condense it down into about two short paragraphs. Gah!

1. Temperamental muses – It’s frustrating when my muse decides to take a leave of absence without any notice whatsoever. *throws a temper tantrum that’d make a two-year-old proud* There should be a freaking rule in place that says under penalty of severe lashings by the writer (that’s me), the muse must, abso-freaking-lutely must, schedule leave of absences to work with MY timeframe. It would make life so much easier, right? :D

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Author Terri Molina!!

Six years. Thirteen murders. One connection.
To escape the pain of her past, Casey Martinez, changed her name, and moved across half a continent to pursue her dream of becoming a bestselling novelist.
Casey’s hard won peace is shattered when she receives photographs of a grisly murder, and it becomes evident that a killer is stalking her. Over the past six years, women who share an eerie similarity to Casey have been found raped and mutilated—each with the remains of Casey’s romance books by their side. Haunted by the death of her mother twenty five years earlier, Casey reluctantly seeks refuge in the town she swore she would never return to—RosehillTexas.
Detective Scott Weller is assigned to protect Casey, and it's no easy job dealing with the stubborn, independent woman who wants nothing to do with him. But living in such close quarters leads to temptation neither can resist.  When Casey is attacked during a break-in, evidence points to a second stalker. With the gruesome discovery of another body, it becomes a race against time to find the real killer before Casey becomes the next victim.
Casey glanced at the clock next to her bed and sighed. Sleep was a luxury she didn’t pack for this trip.
Tossing the blankets aside, she crawled out of bed and grabbed her cigarettes from the end table. She had left the window open so she could listen to the sounds of the night and the crash of waves, hoping they would lull her to sleep. But three hours later, she was still wide awake.
After lighting a cigarette, she climbed out of the window and stood on the deck. A gusty breeze blew in from the beach, carrying the lingering odor of burning wood from the bonfire. She waited a moment, straining to listen for Scott. She'd heard him go into his bedroom an hour after she did, but that didn't mean he wouldn't hear her. The man had built-in radar where she was concerned. She didn't know whether to be impressed or annoyed.
Satisfied he wasn’t nearby, she crept down the stairs to the deck below, feeling much like a thief on the prowl. The trill of crickets and cicadas broke through the silence of the night. The waves rolled in the distance like a subtle applause. She moved to the edge of the patio to watch them curl inshore. The full moon glistened an endless trail on the water. Lights from the oil-rigs glowed in the distance like a cityscape.
The conversation she'd had with Scott earlier played back in her head. In two weeks it would be June. If his theory was right, in two weeks she could be dead.


Tuesday, October 4, 2011


40th Birthday Bash!

I’m 40 today! Wow! Where did the time go? I hope to have another 40 years, plus some! Either way, I need to get to cramming stuff into my life. So many things I haven’t seen or done in those 40 years.

In honor of my 40th, I’m giving out presents today! All I ask for you to qualify is that you promote Pandora’s Box or the Road to Hell series somewhere on the web and provide the link below in the comment section along with your email address. This must be a NEW promotion—you can’t use an old post/review, etc. as your entry in this contest. You must be 18 years of age to qualify since this is an adult site. Contest is open to international residents. Winners will be drawn on around noon CST on October 6th.

Here’s the presents I'm giving to YOU (photos posted below):

1 ~ winner will receive:
An e-book of their choice from Decadent Publishing
A Micah Kool-Aid pin (pictured below)
A Nix Birmingham pin (pictured below)
A Gracen Miller Hellhound pin (pictured below)

3 ~ winners will receive:
A Gracen Miller Hellhound pin
1 ~ winner will receive:
A Micah Kool-Aid pin (reads: Micah Kool-Aid It's what bad girls drink!)
1 ~ winner will receive:
A Nix Birmingham pin (reads: Nix Birmingham Stealing hearts one dead demon at a time!)

Have fun and THANK YOU for sharing the road to hell with me! Good luck!!!