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Monster

May. 13th, 2015 06:49 pm
n_wilkinson: (bluesummerdaydream)
My self-published novella, Monster, is now available for purchase!

Monster Ebook Cover photo Monster Cover Ebook_zpsil0xsadn.jpg

Genre: Adventure, Fantasy, Young Adult
Price: $8.99 (print)
$3.99 (digital)
Size: Approximately 34K
Released: May 8th, 2015
Print -- Amazon | Createspace :: Digital -- Amazon

~ Synopsis ~

They say that there’s a monster in these woods; Hadrian’s heard it all his life. But it's only a myth, a warning given to children by exasperated parents. The fog-choked woods behind the village are vast and empty. There are nothing but animals beneath the trees.

Then, a villager is found dead, and life takes an unexpected turn. The woods are suddenly much more sinister. To prove himself and his courage, Hadrian must venture there alone.

Only to discover that a monster is indeed very real. And it takes a very familiar form.

~ Excerpt ~

Hadrian watched his breath puff out in front of him, a grayish mist in the biting air. The breeze flowed down from the mountains looming over his village and seemed to carry a chill year-round. It only worsened after the sun set. His thick cloak did well to combat against the cold, but his lips were freezing. As were his ears. Hadrian loosed his hair from its low ponytail and let the long strands settle over his ears. There, one problem solved.

He stomped his booted feet to warm them and his dark eyes again searched the depths of the forest. He saw nothing. The torches could only pierce so far into the moss-streaked trees, and he was loath to admit that he didn't like peering into the unknown. He held half-imaginings of things lunging at him from the black, with claws and teeth aimed for the vulnerable skin of his throat.

It was all Omi's fault. If he hadn't spent their entire childhood filling Hadrian's mind with all sorts of dark tales, Hadrian wouldn’t have such an active imagination. But here he was, pretending the darkness had eyes and the moss had limbs with which to grab him.

Hadrian shivered and his hand fell to the hilt of his sword for comfort. His mum had often accused him of having too strong an imagination. It served to worsen his fear, and now was no exception. But as his fingers traced over the symbols etched into the pommel of his sword, he felt comforted. The familial glyphs of bravery and honor were a reminder of the vows he would soon take.

He lifted his eyes to the sky and peered through skeletal branches to catch sight of the moon. It was a pale orb crawling higher in the sky, marking the continuation of another cycle. Only a couple hours left in his shift. Then, he could return home to a warm bowl of vegetable stew accompanied by thick bread, crusty around the edges. Hadrian's mouth watered at the thought. His stomach growled. His mid-shift snack seemed forever ago.

Hadrian paced to keep the blood flowing, and made certain to keep track of the low fence which surrounded his village. He kept one eye on the forest at all times. The bare, bony trunks of the trees gleamed white in the darkness, only their upper regions full of leaves thick enough to blot out all light. He imagined beady eyes glowed back at him and shivered again.

The worst of creatures in the forest were wolves and the occasional cougar. Both occasionally ventured down from the surrounding mountains, drawn by the scent of human life. Sometimes even a bear would wander out of its lengthy hibernation. Those were the existing dangers, in any case. But few spoke aloud of the mythical monster that haunted the woods: the Troblin and its terrible hunger.

The Troblin's existence had long been legend. A tale to scare children into behaving. Something to keep them from venturing into the forest on their own.

Don't be late for supper or the Troblin will get you.

Foolish youngsters are dinner for the Troblin. He'll be crunching on your bones before long!

Or, Hadrian's personal favorite, Listen to your parents, or face the wrath of the Troblin!

Hadrian didn't believe in the Troblin, but sometimes, looking into the forest as he did now, he could imagine a lumbering beast amongst the scattered trees. He could see hairy hands reaching out of the dark. He could hear the plop-plop of thick saliva dripping from pointed fangs and a slurping tongue.

Hadrian jerked his eyes away from the forest and skimmed the fence line. He was here as sentry, after all, to protect those within the village and warn them in case of attack. The nearest settlement was a week's ride away, across ever-expanding plains that were baked by an unforgiving sun. Hadrian's people didn't worry about other humans. It was the wild animals they feared.

Well, the wild animals and the mythical Troblin.


n_wilkinson: (day of reckoning)
Eugh. Where did January and February go? Too fast, I say!

Let's recap February. I managed to do a re-read of A Tale of Two Geeks and highlight some weaknesses so now it's ready for me to re-draft before I offer it up for feedback. I also began editing and posting Prisoner of Conscience as a free read and getting that put out there for the consumption of the public. I started plotting a bit more on Quisling. And I added like three pages to Fugue of Shadows. I wouldn't call February either productive or successful, but it wasn't a complete waste.

So March will be better.

Well, first things first, I'm going to tackle is the self-publishing of Monster. I plan to do every part of that this month short of actually publishing it, since I still need to find a cover artist. But for now, I'm going to edit, issue the all-call for people to give it a read through, and finalize the format. I've got some tugs on my fishing line for a cover artist, so all I might be waiting on is the feedback and final edits. Yay! Good thing is, if this cover artist works out, then I can probably get a few more pieces of cover art made even for my non-publishing pieces just so I have something to work with. Excitement!

I have a lot of fanfiction I'm going to be working on but March is mainly the month of Monster. Hah. I'm also considering re-titling it since Monster is kind of generic, though I still think it suits the story perfectly.

Oh, and I plan on adjusting my original fic tumblr so that I can reblog and shit from it so that I can find this stuff easier than digging through my dracoqueen22 tumblr. It's going to be nicolewilkinsonwrites, which is almost the same as what I have now except without the dashes. Huzzah!

And that's March. Here's hoping this new job doesn't continue to sap my free time.

The Seeker

Apr. 9th, 2014 10:15 am
n_wilkinson: (bluesummerdaydream)

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Category:
General Fantasy
Page Count:
~119pages
Rated:
PG-13 for fantasy-typical violence and language
Summary:


It was marked as the end of an era and the beginning of a new age. It was a sign that Normaud had advanced from its history of barbarism and deceit. The Seeker abandoned her sword and shield, ending a line that had served the monarchy for centuries.

Now, decades later, someone has taken the heirs of Normaud. Only she can find them, emerging from her self-imposed retirement to take up the blade once more.

Normaud's enemies are many, and time is against her, but the Seeker will do what she must to see the heirs restored to their rightful place, even if it means surrendering her own life.

Reviews:

4 Stars by Long and Short Reviews

Current on Amazon: 4.5 Stars
Excerpt: "All in all, this was a nice, fairly quick read. Fast to go through not just because of its length but because once I picked it up I found it hard to put it down and leave down. I'm hoping there is more to this and this is not the end of the Seeker's story. Both of her future and her past."

Purchase Information:

Softcover Print: $8.99

Createspace ::  Amazon

Digital Print (E-book): $3.99

Amazon  ::  Den of Debauchery

Signed Copies Available Upon Request


Special acknowledgments for Kelly R. who helped me design the initial plot. A huge thank you to K.B. Moody who designed the cover. And much gratitude for ladydragon76 who provided some good insight on what changes needed to be made to the plot.
n_wilkinson: (bluesummerdaydream)
March already. 2014 sure is flying by.

What's on tap for this month? 

Ensuring The Seeker is ready for her April 1st publication date first and foremost. I've lined up a cover artist, so all that's left on my end is the blurb polishing, final grammar editing, and final document formatting. Wahoo! Research on where I can market will also begin next.

Second on the list is to begin prepping Monster for publication. First, I have to do a re-read and basic editing, also marking if there's any place I feel needs expansion or details. I'll send out the call and find someone who wants to editor-read it for the same. Then I need to find a cover-artist. After that, it's more editing, polishing, etc. Luckily, Monster is in a bit better shape than The Seeker was so I only need to shine it up like the diamond it is.

When I need to fulfill the urge to write rather than edit, I'm going to browse through Break of Day Part II or my redrafting of Shady Hill.

Plenty of stuff to work on. I'm never bored. I don't understand how people can be bored, lol.

Questions, comments, concerns? Feel free to ask!

n_wilkinson: (samcham)
Good afternoon!

Starting a new, second job and getting sick twice meant my January goals fell a little by the wayside, but I shall persevere.

The Seeker first round of editing has gone through well. I've received all the feedback I was supposed to get so now I've got to do the second drafts. I may have a cover artist lined up so huzzah!

In the meantime, goals for February are to work on some fanfiction I need to finish, but original fic wise, I want to focus on The Seeker edits and formatting, and preparation.

When I need to write, I'll work on East of Eden and plotting Quisling, which is the next part of WOTA.

Busy times ahead. I promise to keep updating as I go. :)

News

Jan. 30th, 2014 08:42 am
n_wilkinson: (IDD)
Good morning everyone!

This is just a quick update to let you know that both In Darkness Dwells and The Requiem of Janus have reverted back to me so you can no longer purchase them through Amazon or Torquere Press.

I'm working now to try and get some new cover art and self-publish them, but time and money are against me so I don't know how soon I can get them back up. If you still want copies and don't care that it doesn't have a shiny cover, contact me and I can sell you one directly.

Thanks to everyone for your support on this publishing journey of mine. Here's hoping my new releases can be just as successful! :)

n_wilkinson: (Default)
Good morning everyone~

Just an FYI, you've got 30 days to buy The Requiem of Janus before all rights revert back to me. I'm pleased and proud of how long the first run of my first novel lasted. Almost four years! So I'm hoping when I can finally manage to get back on track, I can keep this going.

So take this opportunity to get your copy today. :)

You can buy it directly from Torquere Press or from Amazon. And if you want more information about the book, here's the link to my discussion page and it's accompanying free reads: http://n-wilkinson.dreamwidth.org/29555.html

Thanks to everyone who has supported me over the years. I really appreciate it. Here's hoping the new novels will see just as much success.

n_wilkinson: (day of reckoning)
As I work on building my profile and my fics, I've finally managed to come to some decisions. :)

For NaNoWriMo, I will be focusing on Break of Day, Part Two. Huzzah!

I will be editing/tweaking/smoothing out Aftermath and I will be self-publishing that in 2014. Yay!

And I will be editing, re-drafting, and seeking beta/editors for Synesthesia, and that I will start submitting to agents/publishers, etc in 2014 as well. Moving on up!

My new fic finally has a title: East of Eden. This will be my first ever pure romance. I'm excited about it!

I'm a few pages short of finishing Nycthemeron. Great news! Now I just have to pick which book I intend to work on by hand-writing next. So many decisions.

n_wilkinson: (monster)
Originally published by Sugar and Spice Press, Monster's contract ran out this year. I have decided to continue offering it to the public through self-publishing. At the moment, it is only available for purchase through Paypal, but I intend to market it through Amazon and CreateSpace as well.


 
Monster Cover

Genre
: Fantasy/Young Adult
Book Length: 34,317 words
Cost: $4.99
Available Formats: .pdf,

Click here to purchase!
 


Summary:

They say that there is a monster in these woods, and young Hadrian has always secretly believed. His village, separated from the rest of the world, puts great stock in myth and legend. Hadrian hides his fears from both friend and foe alike; his future position as a hunter depends on his courage.

However, his simple life comes to an abrupt end when Hadrian is accused of negligence in the death of a fellow villager. Hadrian knows that there is more to the charges but must hold his tongue, unable to deny his own part in the blame. He submits to his punishment, taking his first steps into the dreaded woods.

Only to discover that the monster is more tangible than imagined. And it takes a very familiar form.

Excerpt:

Hadrian watched his breath puff out in front of him, a grayish mist in the chilly air from the mountains that covered his village. His thick cloak did well to combat against the cold, but his lips were cold. As were his ears. He reached up, loosing his hair from its low ponytail and let the long strands settle over his ears. There, one problem solved.

Stamping his booted feet to warm them, his dark eyes searched the depths of the forest again. He saw nothing in the darkness. The torches could only pierce so far into the moss-streaked wood, and he was loathe to admit he didn't much like peering into the unknown. He still held half-imaginings of things lunging at him from the black, claws and teeth aimed for the vulnerable skin of his throat.

Hadrian shivered, his hand falling to the hilt of his sword for comfort. His mum had often accused him of having too strong an imagination. It only served to worsen his fear. Now was no exception. But as his fingers traced over the symbols of his family, etched into the pommel of his sword, he felt marginally calmed.

His eyes lifted to the sky, peering through skeletal branches and the thicker ones coated in needles above, to catch sight of the moon. It was a pale orb hanging low in the sky, marking the end of another cycle. Only a few hours more left in his shift. Then he could return home to his bed and a warm bowl of vegetable stew, accompanied by thick bread crusty around the edges. Hadrian's mouth watered at the mere thought.

Hadrian paced a few steps along the low fence that surrounded his village to keep the blood flowing, his eyes tracking a quick path through the forest. The bare, bony trunks of the trees gleamed white in the darkness, only their upper regions full of leaves thick enough to blot out all light. He half-imagined that beady eyes, glowing fiercely, met his gaze evenly. And Hadrian shivered again.

The worst of creatures in the forest were wolves and the occasional cougar, venturing down from the surrounding mountains and drawn by the scent of human life. Sometimes even a bear would wander out of its lengthy hibernation. Those were the existing dangers in any case. But no one ever spoke aloud of the mythical monster that haunted the woods. The Troblin and its terrible hunger.

The Troblin's existence had long been legend. A tale to scare children into behaving. Something to keep foolish youngsters from venturing into the forest on their own.

Don't be late for supper or the Troblin will get you.

Foolish youngsters are dinner for the Troblin. He'll be crunching on your bones before long!

Or Hadrian's personal favorite, Listen to your parents, or face the wrath of the Troblin!

Hadrian always claimed aloud that he didn't believe in the Troblin, but sometimes, looking into the forest as he did now, he could imagine a lumbering beast amongst the scattered trees. He could see hairy hands reaching out of the dark. He could hear the plop-plop of thick saliva dripping from pointed fangs and a slurping tongue.

Swallowing thickly, Hadrian jerked his eyes away from the forest and skimmed his gaze along the fence line. He was here as sentry after all, to protect those within the village, and warn them in case of attack. The nearest settlement was a week's ride away, across ever-expanding plains under an intense sun. They didn't worry about other humans. It was the wild animals that his people feared.

Well, the wild animals and the mythical Troblin.


Reviews:

Coming Soon!
n_wilkinson: (Default)
Good evening my friends! I don't have any flash fiction yet but I do plan on working on them as soon as I can.

I did, however, find two reviews for my original works. I thought I'd share them with you.

One was for The Requiem of Janus, and is found on goodreads.com. They gave me 5 Stars!!!

http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/148415113

The second was for Four Years On. It's on goodreads but it's also on their reviewing website, Brief Encounters. Unfortunately, my penname is spelled wrong. It accidentally got published/promoted as Wilkerson from the start so that's what all the official stuff tends to say. Oops. Tam gave me a C+ (3.5 stars)

http://briefencountersreviews.com/2012/03/27/four-years-on-by-nicole-wilkerson/
n_wilkinson: (Default)
Good afternoon everyone!

This is a fly-by post to let all fans of my original fiction know that I'm hosting the Torquere livejournal today. Stop on by to say hello and enter for a chance to win free stuff! I'll also be posting bits from my eventually upcoming fic Shady Hill for the curious and also talking about the yet untitled sequel to The Requiem of Janus. I'll also be offering opportunity for prompting ficlets for original works.

Hope to see you there!

http://torquere-social.livejournal.com/
n_wilkinson: (IDD)
Evening guys! Sorry I don't have the flash fics yet. Work+Illness does not for writing make. But I'll have all six of them for ya tomorrow.

Until then, check out this great review In Darkness Dwells received! 4.25 stars out of 5!

http://www.reviewsbyjessewave.com/2011/12/17/in-darkness-dwells/
n_wilkinson: (IDD)
Late author is late. I meant to post this earlier but my brain's not firing on all cylinders.

Join me today at the [livejournal.com profile] torquere_social (http://torquere-social.livejournal.com/) where I'm going to be chatting about In Darkness Dwells and offering a chance to win a free copy of it! Not to mention all the tasty excerpts I'll be providing!
n_wilkinson: (IDD)
Good morning all!

My full-length supernatural detective novel has been released by Torquere Press today! In Darkness Dwells is now available for purchase! Excitement all around!!!

In Darkness Dwells

Rated: M/NC-17/chile pepper
Genre/Category: Supernatural, Mystery, m/m romance
Summary:


American PI Elias Grimm has just accepted the case of a lifetime: billionaire Baron McPherson's son has died, and his father is sure it's murder. McPherson's offer is worth enough that Elias can finally get Uncle Sam and his ex-wife off his back. Elias travels to Japan, where he finds ancient grudges, the mystical power of a deity, and the equally mysterious Madison Suou, who might hold all the answers Elias needs.

Elias soon learns that the billionaire's son was only one of many victims, and he knows he's ill-equipped to handle a serial killer. Especially one who kills in a manner that can't be explained by modern medicine or science. But the money’s too good to back out, and so is Madison.

Excerpt:

I stepped into the shrine and the door closed behind me with a quiet click. I dripped all over the polished floor, watching as twenty or so patrons moved around the room. Lighting candles. Offering prayers. Browsing display cases packed with assorted jewelry, all crafted with silver foxes in some shape or another.

They were elegant creations, similar but with subtle differences. A slightly thickened tail here, rounder ears there. Obviously, each one was handmade and crafted well at that.

Whoever created these works was incredibly talented. I held a brief moment of jealousy, my own hands suited better for destruction.

I reached for one of the charms, drawing it into sight and dragging the thin, delicate chain with it. The fox here had four tails and crouched low to the proverbial ground as though preparing to pounce. The detail in the small charm was exquisite. I could see tufts of hair and groove lines.

“You know, the more tails a kitsune has, the stronger he is. Some even say that the nine-tailed kitsune is entirely omniscient.”

I blinked at the familiar voice and slowly turned, the necklace draped lightly over my fingers.

A face – as familiar as the voice – came into view, as well as the man it belonged to. Though he wasn’t wearing the casual clothes I remembered. Instead, he was dressed in traditional hakama, shitagi and haori – all of them no doubt custom to accommodate his unusual height. Had I ever been struck with the urge to dress in the traditional Japanese clothing, I would have to do the same.

I was struck with how right he looked in this clothing, not at all out of place or uncomfortable. The earthy brown, blue, and green tones highlighted the dark brown of his hair. And he held himself with the confident, refined air of a Japanese businessman. I wondered if he had been born here or if he was more like me – American down to his marrow.

“Madison,” I said tonelessly, inclining my head in greeting as hazel eyes swept over me, too guarded for me to read their intent. “Or should I say Takashi Suou?”

A slow smile curled the other man’s pale lips. I wasn’t sure how I should call him.

“Madison is my American given name, but I wouldn’t make much of a Suou if I used it,” he clarified for me.

“So I see.” I knew his name; it seemed only polite that I offer mine in return. “Elias Grimm.”

Madison – Takashi – bowed shallowly. “What a coincidence that we should meet again,” he said, a hint of a smile curving his lips. A hint of humor and something else, intrigue perhaps.

I half-turned, setting the necklace back in the display case at my direct right. “I don’t believe in coincidences,” I said, ignoring the twitch in my groin at the sight of that half-smirk. I remembered quite vividly how it felt to have him moving against me and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to experience it again.

But now was not the time. Now was business. And I was pretty sure there was some old adage out there about mixing business with pleasure. No good could come of it.


Reviews:

4.25 out of 5 stars by MandyM
4.25 out of 5 stars by Jessewave

Related Fiction:

Conversations
Canon, post-novel
Description: EliasxMadison. A moment of getting to know one another. (Rated: M)

Flash Fiction, Non-canon
EliasxMadison, Fireworks


Related Artwork:

Cover Art

Other Stuff: 

Character Highlight Elias Grimm

Any information I forgot, feel free to give me a nudge!
 
n_wilkinson: (piandao)
As part of the Charity Sip project, we authors volunteered to review some of our fellow author's work in something called a Review Reacharound.
Read more... )
n_wilkinson: (Default)
Good morning!

Today I'm pleased to announce the release of my Charity Sip; Four Years On, along with the release of 32 other great short fictions!

Read more... )
n_wilkinson: (Default)
Good evening fellow fictioneers!

I don't have any flash fiction today because RL is made of suck and I'm exhausted. But I should be good to go tomorrow so be looking for those then.

In the meantime, a lovely e-mail came to my inbox recently and I thought I'd share the good news. Four Years On, my short story based on Jason and Kale from A Thousand Words was accepted for publication in the Charity Sip Blitz for Torquere Press. Huzzah! Now, this Blitz is not for profit. All proceeds go to benefit the It Gets Better project, so I won't be making any money. But that's fine by me. This charity is one I heartily support and I'm proud to be a part of something that benefits others.

This publication is tentatively set for September. I'll post more information as it comes!
n_wilkinson: (wota)
Good morning!

I'll be hosting Torquere Press' livejournal today. So stop on by and say hello, enter for a chance to win either a copy of The Requiem of Janus or a $5 gift certificate. The choice is yours!

I'll also be posting a oneshot set in The Requiem of Janus universe and sneaking in an excerpt of In Darkness Dwells.

Click here to visit today. Hope to see you there!
n_wilkinson: (Default)
Greetings everyone!

Back in August I announced that my short story, Monster, had been published through Sugar and Spice Press. That was true! However, their website can, on occasion, be a little difficult to navigate. Now that the requisite time has passed, Monster has been released to outside distributers. Which means, you can pick up a copy at these, possibly easier to use, websites.

Amazon I Fictionwise

It's priced at $4.99 and I hope that if any of you have the money to spare, you'll check it out. It's about 35K words and it's a general fantasy with a bit of a twist ending. There's no slash here, or sex actually, so it's safe for a young adult audience. Perhaps you can give it as a gift? 

Anyway, check it out if you have the inclination. I'd greatly appreciate it. Thanks!

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