Brieanna Robertson

11-1-08

So, even with massive computer failure and severe stress, I made it through October. It was a roller coaster ride of a month, let me tell you. Had some really poopy stuff happen...and some really awesome stuff as well. I hope all of you had a great month!

PICTURE OF THE MONTH:

 This is a picture from one of my favorite fantasy artists, Ruth Thompson. I have a weird obsession with winged things- especially winged men...and the tattoos aren't bad either. lol. This is one of my favorites of hers. 

 
NEWS:

* My booksigning went well! It was an overall positive experience and the owner invited me back this month so, I tentatively have another signing lined up for the third Saturday of November. I am also in the process of trying to schedule another one sometime this month at a different coffee shop, so we'll see!

*  There are dealings currently going on between me and a source I am not at liberty to divulge yet, but I'm dying to talk about it so I thought I'd just dangle a carrot. :) Keep posted to my newsletter. As soon as some things get finalized, you'll be hearing some absolutely amazing information regarding an upcoming novel of mine. 

* Better Than Chocolate coming in PRINT this winter from Whimsical Publications! Check out my awesome new cover and stay tuned to find out the release date!

* Fall Into An Amazing Tale -CONTEST

So I decided that the last month of fall is a great time to have a contest. The weather is getting colder, which means more time at home to spend snuggled up under a soft blanket and lose yourself in a story. It's also a great time to start buying gifts for friends!

So, for the month of November, buy ANY of my titles and email me your proof of purchase at brauthor.editor@gmail.com with the subject NOVEMBER CONTEST.It doesn't matter which store you buy my book at, it can be at an online ebook store, an online print store, an order from Barnes and Noble, it doesn't matter. And EACH title you buy counts as one entry for the drawing at the end of the month. 

THE PRIZE: A mug full of coffee (or tea) to warm you up while you're reading, some chocolate to help satisfy any decadent cravings you might have, some scented candles to set a relaxing mood and a goodie bag full of stuff from some other great writers. 

Remember, EACH title you buy counts as one entry, so the more you buy, the more your chance of winning. Below, I have listed my titles, as well as the mini blurbs for you to peruse.
   
Serendipity Book One: The Road Less Traveled (in Ebook or Print)

 
Thrown together in a bizarre and hilarious set of circumstances,
these five strangers come to realize the true meaning of friendship,
love and being true to oneself.

 Available  in ebook at www.forbiddebpublications.com

And in print at  www.amazon.com

Serendipity Book Two: Better Than Chocolate

Kat is not prepared for the way her body and heart react to the sensual singer of Bleeding Passion. Can he show her that not all men are evil, and that life can still be beautiful and worth living?

Available in ebook at www.forbiddenpublications.com



Serendipity Book Three: Dark Masterpiece

There is more than meets the eye to the dark, brooding artist with the painful past, and spunky, outspoken Evie plans to find out just exactly what the man is made of.

 Available in ebook at: www.forbiddenpublications.com

 Beyond Wild Imaginings

 Kelly hadn’t planned on falling in love, especially with an imaginary being, but her heart had other ideas. Can she figure out a way to keep him, to prove that magic and fantasy can exist in real life? Or will he be torn from her forever by the self-centered world’s lack of belief?

Available in ebook at: www.forbiddenpublications.com



Wings and Fire

Secrets are revealed and Steele takes matters into her own hands to protect the man who can set ablaze what no other has been able to touch- her heart.

 All of my books are also available at www.fictionwise.com and www.amazon.com, as well as other online retailers

*The winner of this month's newsletter subscriber drawing is: 

Drea! 

Congrats! You won a CD of music inspired by my books!

UPCOMING CHATS:

*Fridays are Open Chat Day at Sierra's Club. join my fellow Freya's Bower authors in promoting our upcoming anthology, One Touch, One Glance
www.groups.yahoo.com/group/the_sierra_club

*Nov 8: SRN Authors chat at www.groups.yahoo.com/group/theromanceroom My time slot is 5-6 Central

*Nov 11: Amira Press Authors chat at : www.groups.yahoo.com/group/theromanceroom

*Nov 17: Forbidden Authors Chat at Coffee Time Romance www.coffeetimeromance.com/board/forumdisplay.php?f=435

*Nov 19: SRN Authors Chat at www.groups.yahoo.com/group/CataNetwork-Readers My time slot is 5-6 central

That's it for this month, guys! Have an awesome November, read some great books and stay warm! See you next month!

Hello everyone! I can hardly believe it's October already! My September went blazing by! I hope early fall is treating everyone great so far. Colder weather is coming, which means more opportunity to snuggle up with a great book.

PICTURE OF THE MONTH

Yeah, lol. It's me and Tuomas again. Sorry that you guys have to put up with my obsession, but I figure, he's basically my greatest writing inspiration so it's not completely out of place. LOL. Anyway, for those of you who are new subscribers and don't yet know about my obsession, this is Tuomas Holopainen from the band Nightwish. I was recently able to see them in San Francisco and again in LA and gave him a print copy of Beyond Wild Imaginings as a thank you gift for his amazing music. So, somewhere in Finland, this beautiful man has a copy of one of my books. Pretty cool from my end! If you have a myspace, you can read all about my Nightwish adventure in my two part blog. www.myspace.com/brieannarobertson. Check it out! It'll make you laugh! :)

NEWS:

*The Road Less Traveled is now available in PRINT!! Order it straight from the publisher http://www.whimsicalpublications.com/ or from http://www.amazon.com/ or http://www.barnesandnoble.com/

Five concert tickets won on a radio contest seem to be the perfect
solution for Alyx to get away from her abusive ex boyfriend and turn
a new page in her life. Quiet, antisocial Maxim is not the sort to
want adventure, but when his brother volunteers him to go on the trip
to the concert with Alyx and her best friend he suddenly finds his
world turned upside down, especially when it comes to the way Alyx
affects him…

Taegen is having trouble dealing with the death of her brother and
finds herself wanting to shut out the world, until she meets a
mysterious stranger who shows her that she can, in fact, still feel
something inside her wounded heart.

Thrown together in a bizarre and hilarious set of circumstances,
these five strangers come to realize the true meaning of friendship,
love and being true to oneself.

 "The Road Less Traveled was Brilliantly Touching and Funny! I could
relate having taken so many road trips myself. The people you meet
along the way will always stay with you. I know I will never forget
these Characters. Brieanna Robertson is a shining star that truly
stands out. Her flare to write about people in their everyday lives
and make you feel a part of it is truly something remarkable. I
enjoyed this book immensely and will be reading it again." -Sensual Reads

* Warrior's Rise is now available!

Pick up your copy at http://www.forbiddenpublications.com/ or http://www.fictionwise.com/

Logan Savage is a man’s man. His idea of a good time has never included watching over and entertaining a bunch of kids at a summer camp. Especially when that camp happens to be full of kids with a love for mythology and medieval fantasy. In other words—a bunch of geeks. Unfortunately, in order to avoid a jail sentence for assaulting a cop, that’s exactly what he has to do. Head counselor and owner of the camp, Willow Avaris, is a nice surprise. Beautiful, fiery and sexy… Too bad she loathes his very existence. Plus, the kids are making his life a living nightmare. Could the summer get any worse?

Bravery and strength were things Logan always thought he had in spades, but as the summer goes on, and strange, surreal events take place around the camp, Logan is forced to look within himself and figure out what’s important to him. It’s safe to remain the self absorbed, shallow man he’s always been, but can he find the courage to reach inside and embrace the true warrior he was destined to become?

Here is a nice, juicy excerpt for you ;)

Willow was surprised at his honest admission and part of her heart softened. She had absolutely no right to try and tell him that lowering your front was easy. She lived and breathed behind her own, constantly. She had to. If she didn't, she would be terrified all the time, and she was no good to her people like that. She sighed. "We all have fronts, Logan," she said. "We all pretend to be what we're not to present to everyone something we wish we could be."

He blinked up at her with a quizzical expression, and his lips turned up at the corners. "That was the most cryptic thing I've ever heard, and yet, somehow, it made sense."

She grinned and let her eyes travel over his sculpted upper body for a sinful second before she mentally shook herself and stood. Geez, had it really been such a long time since she had been in a man's company other than her brother and Counselor John? She'd been living alone in the forest for too long if she started to think that Logan Savage was attractive. Sure, maybe he was being less heinous at the moment, but he was injured and feeling sorry for himself. As soon as he started to feel better, no doubt he'd be back to his abrasive, obnoxious self. Still, the six-pack was nice. So were the defined arms and shoulders. They'd be nice on anybody. She wasn't blind.

She started to head towards the closet to get the cot out when he shifted the position of the blanket across his shoulders, exposing his lower back and a symbol that stopped her dead in her tracks. She blinked rapidly and frowned. "Where did you get that?" she questioned, going back over to him and touching the symbol.

He frowned and tried to twist to look down at his back. "What?"

Her puzzled frown deepened as she realized it wasn't a tattoo like she had thought. It was ink pen. She looked up at him. "This symbol."

He craned his neck further, then rolled his eyes. "Nice," he muttered. "So they decided against writing `BALLS' on my forehead and opted for drawing on my back instead."

She smirked in amusement and traced the outlines of the symbol for one glorious second. Warmth filled her heart. It had been so long since she'd seen the mark. If only… His back muscles rippled beneath her fingers and brought her out of her stupor. She cleared her throat and looked up to see him looking even further in an attempt to see it clearly.

"What is it, anyway?" he asked.

She smiled. "It's the mark of the Alveda d'Kai, an old legend." She moved around and sat down next to him, grabbing her cup of coffee again.

He rolled his eyes. "Of course it is. Lucy and her dragon myths."

She arched an eyebrow. "You know about them?"

He looked at her. "Please. Lucy is obsessed with the…" he waved his hand flippantly through the air, "Alvega denominators, or whatever the heck they're called."

She wrinkled her nose and gave a little laugh. "Alveda d'Kai," she corrected. "You make them sound like a math problem."

Her words caused a beautiful smile to split his lips and he chuckled. "Well, they seem just about as foreign to me as a math problem." He shook his head. "You know she actually believes in all that junk?"

She gave a thoughtful frown. "You mean you don't?" She said it in a teasing tone, knowing full well what his thoughts on fantasy were.

He gave her a measured stare. "You're kidding me, right?"

She smiled and shrugged. "All myths have to have originated from some sort of truth. How else would they have come to be?"

He frowned. "They're just stories, is all. Children's fairy tales."

"You know that for sure?" She arched an eyebrow in challenge.

He stared at her for a second, a perplexed look on his face. "I know if I can see it and touch it, it's real. Everything else, aliens, ghosts, mythical dragon warriors, they have to all be stories."

"Why? Because you can't see it and touch it?" She snorted. "What kind of two dimensional, black and white world do you live in?" She turned slightly so she could stare him right in the eye. "You can't see the air you breathe."

"No, but you feel it inflate your lungs, don't you?" His green-gray eyes met hers, obviously taking her challenge and running with it.

Her eyes narrowed. "You can't see radio waves, or cell phone signals."

"No, but you can see the effects of them. You see proof that they exist."

"What about love?" she spat. "Or any other human emotion. You can't see those." She felt her temperature rise in aggravation.

He chuckled. "You're right, but you feel them well enough, don't you?" His smile softened the argument. "Listen, you can believe whatever you want to, Willow. I'm not going to try and tell you otherwise. I'm not trying to argue with you, although the stubborn fire you get in your eyes when you're standing your ground is undeniably sexy."

She felt her cheeks burn at the playful and flirtatious glance that accompanied his words. She hated it and she averted her eyes with a huff. "Is everything always a game to you?" she grumbled.

"Who said I'm playing games? I'm just having a conversation."

She slid her eyes back over to his in a suspicious glower. "You were hitting on me."

He snorted. "Dang, lady, you have a high opinion of yourself, don't you? I just said the fire in your eyes was sexy. It was a simple statement of fact. I stopped trying to hit on you after you told me you wanted to see me buried in the desert with the buzzards waiting for my carcass."

A laugh was torn from her throat unexpectedly. She had forgotten about that exchange of words the day she had first met him.

He chuckled. "I figured having a woman basically wish me dead was a bad sign."

She giggled. "You think?" Her eyes grazed over his profile for a second and she took a sip of her coffee. "Well, I do believe that myths can be true, and I think it's strange and interesting that Lucy would pick that symbol to draw on you."

He frowned. "Why? The girl is nuts over the dragon guys."

She shrugged. "If she loves them so much then she wouldn't choose to draw such an important symbol on any old person, would she? The Alveda d'Kai were a strong and noble race. She must see something good in you."

He sighed and rolled his eyes over to meet hers. "Heaven forbid, right?"

Willow's lips quirked. "Logan, I've only been talking to the real you for a little while. All I've known of you up till now is the jerk you like to portray. I don't see anything in that guy, but I think there might be a small glimmer of hope in the man in front of me." His eyes widened in surprise and he stared at her for several silent seconds. She looked away. "Don't you dare take that and run with it. I'm not sleeping with you."

He chuckled and reached over to lift her chin with his finger. His green-gray eyes were soft, sincere. "Willow, I have to admit, the woman I've been dealing with every day since I got here is not a person I see anything in either, but I could get used to you." He smiled. "Thank you for everything. Nursing my wounds, letting me sleep here, good coffee…good conversation." He dipped his head slightly. "It's nice of you."

Her heart made a funny thud-flip in her chest. Had his voice always had that deep, sexy timbre? She shook her head. What was wrong with her?

Logan frowned suddenly and shook his head. "Oh man… I don't know what is in those pain pills the doctor gave me, but I think I'm hallucinating."

She frowned. "What do you mean?"

He rubbed at his eyes as if to rid himself of some image. "I swear on my life your skin just started to sparkle."

Her eyes bulged and her hands flew to her cheeks so quickly that she dropped her cup of coffee. It fell to the floor with a dull thwack, expelling what was left of the liquid. She let out a yell and jumped up, keeping her hands pressed to her cheeks.

Logan stood. "Here, I'll clean that up." He discarded the blanket he'd had around his shoulders, revealing his gorgeous and defined upper body once again.

Willow whirled, her face burning. "I-uh-I'll get your cot out right after I go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." She darted into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She gasped in horror and fanned her face. Good lord… She hadn't reacted like that to a man's presence since puberty. Stupid Avari genetics. Only race she knew of that sparkled when they got aroused. Only the women too… Designed to attract a potential mate, the elders said. Well, a lot of good that did her in the human world.

She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on cold, logical, boring things. Anything other than Logan's chiseled body, his resonating voice and the way his eyes had looked at her when he was being sincere. She did not want to be attracted to Logan Savage. She groaned. "Come on," she whimpered to her own reflection. "Anyone but him." Her face just sparkled back at her. She wanted to break the mirror.

* * * *

It was a strange sensation in Willow's chest when she was pulled from sleep. It felt like alarm mixed with arousal, and it made her eyes blink open in confusion. She gasped as she stared up into Logan's eyes and realized that he was looming over her, planted on all fours. Her first instinct was to scowl and smack him a good one, but something in his eyes stilled her. They were steely cold and burning all at the same time. She drew in a shaky breath. "Logan?" she murmured. Something in his gaze seemed far away, not himself.

Shivers tingled up her spine as his lip curled and a feral growl rumbled from his throat. He lowered his head and placed his mouth against her neck. "You're mine," he snarled. "I will be the one to protect you." He trailed his fingers down the other side of her neck and dug them gently into her shoulder while he buried his nose in her hair and drew in a deep breath.

She blinked in bewilderment. "Logan?" she questioned again. "Are you out of your mind?" Something really bizarre was going on. She moved her head so that she was looking into his eyes. She recoiled at the fierce possessiveness they reflected, but quickly forced herself to frown and seem stern. "Logan, what are you doing?" she snapped.

He blinked and the strange look in his eyes vanished. He blinked again and focused on her, then let out a shout and jerked away, tumbling backwards off the bed.

"Logan! Oh my gosh!" She jumped up and moved to the side of her bed, looking over to see if he was all right. She flicked on the light on the nightstand. "Are you okay?"

His bewildered eyes glanced up at her. "What was I doing? Did I just growl?" He winced and brought his hands to either side of his head with a groan. "I feel like someone's trying to split my melon with an axe."

She frowned and scrambled off the bed to kneel beside him. "Did you hurt yourself?"

He shook his head. "No, I just—" He looked around. "What am I doing in here?"

"I think you were sleepwalking."

He groaned again and rubbed at his temples. "I was having the weirdest dream."

"What was it?" She took his arm and helped him back up on the bed.

He shook his head. "I'm…not sure. It was so strange. There was this woman, this beautiful woman with black hair and weird, amber-colored eyes."

Willow drew in a sharp breath and stared at him. "A woman with black hair and amber eyes?" she murmured.

He nodded. "Yeah, and she was watching me sleep. It was like…like I could see myself sleeping on the cot and I could see her too. It was like I was outside of my own body. She watched me for awhile, then knelt down next to me and put her mouth to my ear. She whispered…" He frowned. "She whispered, `You're next, dragon warrior. Say goodbye.'" He shook his head. "Man, too much talk about those warrior guys."

Willow's throat was dryer than a desert in mid-summer. She licked her lips, but it didn't help. "What else happened?" she rasped.

His eyes narrowed as if he was trying to remember. "My head filled with all these awful images of people dying and villages burning. It was horrible. I felt terrified, like I was stuck, like I was next. I felt like I was going to die and there was nothing I could do about it. I heard that woman's voice through all of the images and she said, `She'll die alongside her warrior… How poetic.' I got the feeling that she was talking about you and…something weird happened." He looked up at her.

She forced herself to stay calm when everything inside of her was screaming and trembling. "What?" she whispered.

"I got…really pissed. I felt like something took over my body. It was like fire. All I knew was that I had to protect you. It was more important than anything else, more important than my own life. I suddenly had all this anger and vengeance surging through me like blood and I turned to the woman with this deadly resolve to end her life. I must have caught her off guard because she ran lickety split, man." He shook his head. "Then I went looking for you. I had to make sure you were all right… It was so real." He tangled his fingers in his hair. "It was the worst dream I've ever had. It felt like two complete opposing forces had control over my body and I was powerless to stop either one of them." He let out a ragged breath and snapped his attention to her suddenly. "I didn't… say anything weird to you, did I?"

He looked horrified and she knew he had to be referring to the "you're mine" statement. She forced a small smile and reached out to touch his uninjured shoulder. "No, Logan," she lied. "You just scared the wits out of me, that's all." That wasn't the only thing that scared the wits out of her…Cyrcinus had been in her house. She'd called Logan dragon warrior… Why in the world would she do that? The Alveda d'Kai were extinct. She'd seen to that personally.

"I'm sorry, Willow. I don't think I've ever done that before." He let out another shaky breath. "That was the freakiest dream ever."

She threaded her fingers through his hair and tried to give him a comforting smile. "It was just a dream."

He glanced up at her, still visibly shaken. "Yeah…"

She patted his arm. "Come on. Go back to bed."

His eyes flashed that possessive fire again for a split second. "I'm not leaving you by yourself."

She frowned. "Logan—"

"Screw that, Willow! I don't care if it was a dream!" he exclaimed. "It was friggin' freaky! Either I'm staying in here or you're coming out there with me! I'm not leaving you by yourself! That woman wanted to kill you!"

A lump of emotion clogged her throat, and she felt tears sting her eyes. It was made up of about a hundred things all at once. Fear at knowing that Cyrcinus had located her in the human world. Alarm and concern for her family. Confusion at why she had thought Logan was a dragon warrior. Compassion for Logan, who had been directly on the receiving end of a subconscious mind assault, and surprise over the fact that he was more concerned for her than for himself. That was definitely out of character.

She blinked back her tears and plastered on her forced smile. "Come on, now," she said in a sad attempt to sound playful. "You couldn't see her or touch her. She wasn't real."

The look in his eyes was deadly serious. "Willow, I saw and heard her well enough. I don't care if she was a manifestation of my stupid, drug-induced brain. It scared the crap out of me. Now, am I sleeping in here, or are you sleeping out there?"

Okay, she could tell he wasn't going to budge on this one, and some small part of her felt flattered. She rolled her eyes. "I'll come sleep out there. It's warmer."

He gave a decisive nod. "Fine."

"But I'm sleeping on the floor. You're the one who's injured." She grabbed her pillow and a blanket and followed him out into the living room. She lay down and listened as Logan got situated on his cot. She waited until she knew he was sleeping, then flung the covers back and stood, going to her couch where she pulled a long, sharp sword out from underneath it. She sat down and set the blade across her legs, adrenaline making her entire body tingle.

She would wait out the night there.

My story is entitled Musician's Monsoon:

From his place behind his beloved keyboards, Zane glimpses a woman that unleashes the music within him like a maelstrom.

 Look for it soon!

*I've scheduled my first book signing! It's on the 18th at Dreamer's Coffeehouse here in Reno. From 2-5 pm. If any of you are in the area, stop on by and say hello!

* Fictionwise has a great sale going on and all of my titles are 25% off. So hurry and take advantage of that great deal! www.fictionwise.com

UPCOMING CHATS:

It's a busy month!

Oct 4: SRN Authors chat at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FallenAngelReviewChatters/

My time slot is 3-4 pm central

Oct 17: SRN authors chat athttp://groups.yahoo.com/group/BrendaWilliamsonRomanceParty/

My time slot is 3-4 pm central

Oct 18: Book Signing at Dreamer's Coffeehouse 2-5 pm pacific

Oct 22: SRN Authors chat athttp://groups.yahoo.com/group/karenfindoutaboutnewbooks/

My time slot is 3-4 pm central

Oct 29: SRN Authors chat athttp://groups.yahoo.com/group/Chatting_with_Joyfully_Reviewed/ 

My time slot is 3-4 pm central

That's it for now! Hope you all have a great October. Listen to some great music and read some great books!

9-1-08

Ok, so it's not September 1st till tomorrow, but I wanted this to go out early so that everyone could get in on the action taking place this month and not miss a day of it.

This month marks the two year anniversary of when I contracted my first book so I'm having a month long celebration and everyone's invited! Not only that, but we have a scavenger hunt kicking off this month with Forbidden Publications too! Lots of stuff going on!

PICTURE OF THE MONTH:

I really like this picture. There's no special meaning or significance behind it. I just really like it. We were trying to find a myspace layout for one of my musical side projects called Crimson Night and this was the background we tried to upload. Too bad it didn't work!

NEWS:

* MONTH LONG CELEBRATION AT THE MUSES THREE YAHOO GROUP!

BRIEANNA'S ANNIVERSARY BASH!
Everyone who participates in the topic of the week will be entered to win a prize at the end of the week. All participants will be entered for the grand prize at the end of the month.

BONUS: Everyone who subscribes to my newsletter by emailing me at brauthor.editor@gmail.com with the subject line NEWSLETTER will receive TWO entries for the grand prize.

WEEK ONE: Alpha males. Post your favorite excerpts of men doing "man things." Also, answer the group question: Who is your favorite alpha character?

PRIZE: A free copy of Warrior's Rise

WEEK TWO: I'm going to see my favorite band play in San Francisco and LA! I am also being given the amazing opportunity to meet my favorite rockstar for the SECOND time. So, because of this, the topic of the week will be:  Have you ever met anyone famous? Who do you wish you could meet? Post any experience and share your fantasies!

PRIZE: A free copy of Better Than Chocolate

WEEK THREE: Serendipity and fantasy. Share real-life experiences of random happenings and things that are particularly miraculous or extraordinary.

PRIZE: Free copy of any Serendipity Book

WEEK FOUR:  The release of my print version of Road Less Traveled has me excited! Post excerpts of heroines who take the hero's breath away and tell me your experiences of true friendship and adventure.

PRIZE: A free authographed print copy of Road Less Traveled

SEPT 30: We're going out with a bang! All day excerpt party! Post till your heart's content!

PRIZE: Free copy of Beyond Wild Imaginings

The grand prize will be everything you could ever want for a relaxing, indulgent night of reading your favorite books. This includes scented candles, bath gels and crystals, a mixed CD of music inspired from my books and a $10 Borders gift card! Not to mention, free promo from other great authors and a download of any one of my ebooks your little heart desires. The drawing will happen at the end of the month and it will be awesome! Join the Muses Three today! http://groups.yahoo.com/group/themusesthree

* Come Participate in the Forbidden Hunt!

 http://www.rabiyahbooks.com/TheForbiddenHunt.html

This starts tomorrow so hurry and get your spot!

*WARRIOR'S RISE is releasing on September 4th from Forbidden Publications!

Logan Savage is a man’s man. His idea of a good time has never included watching over and entertaining a bunch of kids at a summer camp. Especially when that camp happens to be full of kids with a love for mythology and medieval fantasy. In other words—a bunch of geeks. Unfortunately, in order to avoid a jail sentence for assaulting a cop, that’s exactly what he has to do. Head counselor and owner of the camp, Willow Avaris, is a nice surprise. Beautiful, fiery and sexy… Too bad she loathes his very existence. Plus, the kids are making his life a living nightmare. Could the summer get any worse?

Bravery and strength were things Logan always thought he had in spades, but as the summer goes on, and strange, surreal events take place around the camp, Logan is forced to look within himself and figure out what’s important to him. It’s safe to remain the self absorbed, shallow man he’s always been, but can he find the courage to reach inside and embrace the true warrior he was destined to become?

So for all of you who love a real alpha male, be sure to check out this fantasy romance! Here's an excerpt to whet your appetite:

Medford, Oregon

The bailiff was a definite hottie. Blonde, petite, slender waist, nice rack. He could tell she had a killer body even in that unflattering uniform. His fingers itched to peel her out of it. He caught her eye across the court room as the judge began to pass the sentence. He gave her a boyish smile and a flirty wink. That always did the trick. This time was no exception. She smirked and averted her eyes, obviously trying not to attract attention, but she slid her gaze back up to his and chewed on her bottom lip.

Logan heard the judge sentence him to so many hours of community service and he suppressed a gloating chuckle. That's right. No jail time for Logan Savage. He stole a sidelong glance at the tall brunette representing him. His sister was one fine attorney. He could murder someone and she'd be able to get him a lesser sentence, if not get him off completely.

It was nice to have connections.

Court adjourned and he turned to his sister with a grin. "You're the best, Iz."

She rolled her eyes and shoved various papers in her briefcase. "Whatever, Logan. You owe me several grand."

He frowned. "Excuse me? I'm your brother!" he protested.

"You're an idiot," she stated. "That's what you are." She snapped her briefcase shut and started to stride out of the courtroom.

Logan threw a momentary glance back at the cute bailiff, but followed after his sister. "Isabelle, what the crap did I ever do to you? Name calling? That's not very professional. You do that to all of your clients?"

"Only the really clueless ones." She sneered. She shook her head. "I swear, Logan, when are you going to grow up?"

He blinked and grabbed her elbow, stopping her and turning her to face him. "What are you talking about? It's not like I'm living in Mom's basement. I have my own apartment. I have a good job."

Isabelle heaved a sigh. "Logan, you're twenty-nine years old and you're still getting into bar brawls. You beat a guy within inches of his life. You think you're sooo cool, but you're really just making a fool out of yourself." She shook her head and handed him a manila envelope full of papers. "I'm not bailing you out again. The next time you decide to pull your macho crap and deck an officer of the law, figure it out yourself. I've been fixing your mistakes my entire life and I'm not going to do it anymore."

 She shook the envelope at him until he took it. He frowned. "What's this?"

"The information on the summer camp you'll be working at."

His frown deepened. "Summer camp?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah. If you'd been paying attention to the judge instead of trying to undress the bailiff with your eyes, you would have heard him say that. You're to serve out your sentence working as a volunteer counselor at a kids' summer camp."

His first reaction was repulsion. Just what he needed was to be stuck hanging around a bunch of stupid nose-pickers all summer long, but his second thought was that it might not be so bad. Summer camp was full of outdoor activity. He could teach the ankle biters how to hunt and fish, be men's men. He could see the reverent looks on their faces now. "Cool. Thanks, Izzie."

"Don't thank me. Just quit being stupid. I'm sick of having the delinquent brother who never grew out of his teenage years. Get over yourself and get a life."

She turned her back on him again and he let her go this time. No point in following after her if she was only going to verbally bash him. Whatever. Isabelle had no idea who he was or what he did with his life. Get over himself? He snorted. He wasn't stuck on himself. It wasn't his fault that every woman he met wanted to do wicked things to him… And it wasn't his fault if the men that were with those women felt really inadequate, thus resulting in bar brawls that got him arrested. Besides, how was he supposed to know that the man he'd shown what-for was a cop? Not like he asked for a resume before he handed someone their butt on a plate.

Besides, Isabelle was probably just jealous. She was stuck in a tedious routine living in suburban, 2.5 kid land. That kind of torturous existence would make anyone look at someone free and rootless like him in envy.

Dismissing his sister's words, he opened up the envelope and looked at the information packet he'd been given. Rogue River Fantasy Camp. He frowned. Fantasy Camp? What in the world did that mean? His interest piqued. Maybe there were strippers involved. That would definitely be a fantasy. Somebody in a Catholic school girl outfit maybe…

He smirked and shoved the papers back into the envelope. No biggee. It was somewhere in between Gold Hill and Shady Cove. He'd find it easy enough. He'd camped and hunted most of the forests in his area of Oregon. Shouldn't be too hard. All he had to do was find the camp and show up on the scheduled date. No use in reading a bunch of papers that would just bore him to death. He had better things to do with his time.

He glanced at his watch and smiled, then smoothed his sandy brown hair. Perfect. It was happy hour and he was still in his suit. That would definitely attract some attention. He'd get his game on tonight. He was feeling particularly lucky.

Squaring his shoulders, he folded the papers in half and shoved them in his back pocket, then made his way out of the courthouse.
****

* THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED releasing in PRINT on September 22nd! I am so excited about this. The first book in my Serendipity Series of contemporary romance is finally releasing in print and will be available through all major bookstores online. You can Pre-Order your copy at http://www.whimsicalpublications.com/.

Five concert tickets won on a radio contest seem to be the perfect
solution for Alyx to get away from her abusive ex boyfriend and turn
a new page in her life. Quiet, antisocial Maxim is not the sort to
want adventure, but when his brother volunteers him to go on the trip
to the concert with Alyx and her best friend he suddenly finds his
world turned upside down, especially when it comes to the way Alyx
affects him…

Taegen is having trouble dealing with the death of her brother and
finds herself wanting to shut out the world, until she meets a
mysterious stranger who shows her that she can, in fact, still feel
something inside her wounded heart.

Thrown together in a bizarre and hilarious set of circumstances,
these five strangers come to realize the true meaning of friendship,
love and being true to oneself.

*I just contracted my short story, Musician's Monsoon, with Freya's Bower for their sweet romance anthology! So keep your eyes open for that in the future!

*I'm not sure of my September Chat schedule yet, but I will be sure to post bulletins when I know when I'm going to be where!

Everyone have a great month and be sure to come celebrate with me at The Muses Three!

*NOTE* The winner of this month's drawing is Loretta! You've won a free copy of any one of my titles. Congrats!

Do you want to win too? Just send me an email and subscribe to my newsletter!

See you all in October!

8-4-08

All right, I know, I know. I'm late. I'm sorry, I spent all weekend working on my website, or more like trying not to blow my computer into bits with my frustration and lack of tolerance. Oh, right...And the time I DID have that could have been spent working on my newsletter (or doing my edits for that matter) was instead spent with me laying around various parts of my house with my nose shoved so far into the first two books of the Twilight Series I think my husband thought I was going to try and climb in. So, needless to say, I procrastinated...A LOT.

But I'm here now so let's pump you all full of information for the goings on for the month of August.

PICTURE OF THE MONTH:

Woo hoo! The cast of the Twilight movie! Ok, people who know me know I usually stay as far away from fads as possible, and things that cause a great hoopla among pop culture usually makes me cringe out of sheer principle. But, if you know me, you also know I can be a bit...obsessive. And this series of books is phenomenal. I am salivating in anticipation of the movie. Much to my family's annoyance, I have not been able to remove myself from Stephenie Meyers' world for the past week. If you like vampire and/or paranormal books, check this woman's work out. I promise you won't be disappointed. http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/

NEWS:

*The website has been updated! Yay! And that means all the excerpt links and review links ACTUALLY work now. lol. I also added two new pages. I have a Musical Inspiration page where you can check out and listen to some of the music that has helped inspire my novels. I also have a Character Profiles page so check those out!

* As some of you may know, my print version of The Road Less Traveled was removed because it got contracted by Whimsical Publications and has been going through the editing process- again. The good news is, the release has been set for SEPTEMBER 22! Obviously, if you bought my last print version, I'm not gonna try and make you buy it again. (unless you want to of course :) This version is more professional and definitely more stylish. I'm extremely pleased so, if you don't have the first edition, mark Sept. 22 on your calendars and find out why so many people have said such great things about The Road Less Traveled.

*My fantasy novel, Beyond Wild Imaginings was awarded the Best Book honor by the reviewer at LASR. It was also voted as Best Book Of The Week by readers at LASR. To check out the entire review, go here: http://www.longandshortreviews.com/LASR/0708/BeyondWildImaginings-BR.htm

* Beyond Wild Imaginings also received 4 stars at Manic Readers! Check it out in my reviews section!

*The Serendipity Series has an official logo! For the print version of all the stories, being released through Whimsical Publications, this amazing logo was designed by my awesomely talented friend and cover artist, Anastasia Rabiyah.

 Isn't it gorgeous? I love it. And we all know how I feel about wings, too. ;)

* The Muses Three are having a contest!

7-1-08

Ok, June went by really fast for me! So much so that I didn't even remember to do my newsletter! Hope everyone is doing great and staying cool!

PICTURE OF THE MONTH:

 Apparently this is Finland. I wouldn't know, as I've never been to Finland, but I am obsessed with Finnish metal music and a certain Finnish rock star. I also know how to cook Finnish food! lol. I just thought this picture was pretty. I would love to visit there sometime.

NEWS:

* I'm a featured author this month at The Romance Studio! Check it out at http://www.theromancestudio.com/. It's on the home page, down at the bottom. If it's not up there today yet, it'll be up there tomorrow.

*Three books of mine have been floating around the best seller lists at Fictionwise! Wings and Fire from http://www.amirapress.com/ and Beyond Wild Imaginings and Dark Masterpiece from http://www.forbiddenpublications.com/. Check them out and find out why people are saying such great things about them! Winged men, shape-shifters and a brooding artist in a Gothic mansion. Choose your favorite! :)

*Wings and Fire receives 5 Stars at Manic Readers!

Brieanna Robertson has done a fine job in writing this book on shape shifters. Steele is a strong skilled warrior who is fearless. Falcon is a handsome, strong, powerful and all dominant male.  Even though he ends up married to the wrong sister he finds out later that he has found his mate.  The love, bonding emotions and passions are heartfelt. I enjoyed reading Wings of Fire very much but wished it had been longer. I completely recommend it to other readers who enjoy reading about shape shifters.

*Dark Masterpiece receives 4 1/2 Books at The Long and Short of It!

Brieanna Robertson truly does create a dark masterpiece in the character of Traevyn Whitelaw. She gives us a dark, brooding, gorgeous hero in spades. Traevyn Whitelaw, artist and recluse, escapes his torments only when he is absorbed in his painting.

Ms. Robertson’s description of the unspeakable pain that comes at the death of one’s child and the struggle to keep living a life that has any true meaning in the aftermath reaches out and grips the heart of the reader.

This beautiful, beleaguered man has been a major influence in Evie Austin’s life for years even though she has never met him. An artist herself, she feels a special connection with him from the very first time she sees his work. As a budding artist who is in her junior year in college, she still lacks confidence in her own work but her art professor sees her talent and her depth of understanding art. Since he is a friend and former teacher of Traevyn’s, he gets him to agree to have Evie as an apprentice for the summer.

She arrives at his house with her “pain-in-the-neck” seventeen-year-old brother in tow. Thus begins the rehabilitation of Traevyn and the blooming of a young woman whose self-esteem is in the cellar to the point that she feels “unbeautiful”. Moreover, she feels good about her sketches but is afraid to venture forth with her painting. She masks these misgivings well and refuses to be intimidated by the unpleasant demeanor of the man she has admired for so long. Her plucky, outspoken personality soon overrides the sinister snarls from her host. Before long she is cleaning his isolated Gothic mansion, cooking in his kitchen, reading his books, using his studio, Jacuzzi, terrace, and is even coaxing him out of his sadness and self-imposed isolation.

Ms. Robertson description of the soul-mate relationship that develops between the two is a joy to read. The humanness of her characters makes the reader feel as if they are acquaintances to be admired and loved as they find their way to a full and happy life.

Brianna Robertson’s style of writing is a treat to read.

*The Muses Three is throwing a party!

Anastasia Rabiyah is throwing a birthday blowout at our Muses Three yahoo group. Check out these awesome events!

Anastasia Rabiyah is celebrating her birthday all month long with fat excerpts, silly questions and chances for readers to win prize packs and free books. Authors are invited to post designated excerpts on special days. Readers are invites to answer silly question:

July 1: Birthday Suit Excerpts.
All authors and any genre welcome as long as one character in the scene is wearing naught but a birthday suit! Bare it all. Happy Birthday to Me!

Silly Question for Readers: What's the most embarrassing moment when you were caught in your birthday suit?

Prize: Seducing My Husband in PDF format.

July 7: Naughty Excerpt Day.
Make it hot. Make it naughty. All authors are invited to post Naughty Excerpts ALL DAY LONG! Make us beg for cold showers today.

Silly Question for Readers: Where is the strangest place you've been naughty? 

Prize: The Envelope Room in PDF format.

July 14: Paranormal Party.
Authors are invited to post up their favorite paranormal excerpts. Make us shiver; make us shriek. Show us what lurks in the shadows.

Silly Question for Readers: What paranormal character or creature turns you on most and why?

Prize: Demon in the Basement in PDF format.

July 21: Laughter's Medicine.
Authors please post up the funniest of funny that you've written. All genres welcome. Just make us laugh!

Silly Question for Readers: What's the funniest thing a lover has ever said to you during nookie?

Prize: Goblin's Bride in PDF format.

July 28: Ah-ha! Moments.
We all have them. Those special moments when we get it--for better or worse. Authors come post up some of the Ah-ha! moments your characters had when you were busy penning their tales.

Silly Question for Readers: What was your last Ah-ha moment about?

Prize: Shahzar Warrior Queen in PDF format.

****All book prizes will be awarded based on a random drawing of all members who post an answer to the silly question. Answers must be posted to the Yahoo Group by the Friday following the date listed by each question above. Winner will be drawn the Saturday afterward and announcement will be made on the group. Winner must contact Anastasia Rabiyah with an email address to send the e-book to.

****Three winners will be selected at the end of the month from all entrants to receive a prize pack of bookmarks, temporary tattoos, and a special print book featuring four of my stories in a collectable 8x11 inch bound paperback book.

* Name Me A Song!

I have a great contest going on now that runs until August so check it out in the CONTEST section of the website.

* Website Re-Vamped

There are new review links up in the REVIEWS section and certain pages have been updated. Take a look around!

CHATS

I only know of one scheduled chat right now and that is the Amira Press Authors at The Romance Room yahoo group on the 10th. This is an all day loop chat.

All right everyone! Hope you have a great month and see you soon!

6-1-08

Summer is on its way! Which means there's no better time to pick up some books, sit back, relax and lose yourself in a fantastic romantic adventure.

 PICTURE OF THE MONTH

Anyone who knows me at all should not be surprised at me using this for my picture of the month. This is me and Tuomas Holopainen from the band Nightwish. He's basically my hero. lol. His words and music have helped me create so much of my own work. I went to see them play in Las Vegas, and by a bizarre chain of events, was able to meet him after the show. One of the happiest moments of my life. You can read the entire story on my myspace blog: www.myspace.com/brieannarobertson

NEWS:

* My road trip to Idaho and Montana was absolutely awesome. So beautiful and relaxing. You can read all about it at my yahoo group http://www.groups.yahoo.com/groups/themusesthree. Just go to the files section and experience my crazy road trip adventure.

* My fantasy novella, Wings and Fire, held the number 2 spot on fictionwise bestsellers for Amira Press for two weeks last month! Find out what all the fuss is about. Check out the blurb in the Books section and buy your copy today! http://www.amirapress.com/

*Beyond Wild Imaginings is here!! Reclaim your childish innocence and love for imagination while you fall in love with a sexy, dark-winged man of mystery.

Blurb:

Kelly's outlook on life is bleak. A bad car accident and having her boyfriend of three years walk out on her has left her anything but optimistic. The only comfort she has is her writing, but even her muse seems to be MIA. Her controlling sister's driving her crazy and she keeps having strange dreams about a sexy, winged man that seems familiar to her.

A flock of rogue pigeons, a nursery rhyme, an unknown savior and one superstitious, metrosexual friend later, Kelly finds her entire life turned upside down. She's plummeted head first into the extraordinary and suddenly finds herself saddled with a see-through imaginary man she had created when she was a child… Only she doesn't remember him ever being so completely irresistible…

Kelly hadn't planned on falling in love, especially with an imaginary being, but her heart had other ideas. Can she figure out a way to keep him, to prove that magic and fantasy can exist in real life? Or will he be torn from her forever by the self-centered world's lack of belief?

Here is an excerpt for your reading pleasure:

"I have an idea!" Chad declared. He grabbed Kelly by the arm and started to haul her towards the door.

"What are you doing?" she asked in bewilderment.

"Come on. I think that maybe this thing is supposed to protect you."

She frowned. "What gave you that idea?"

He snorted. "Maybe the fact that he saved you from falling to your death."

"Chad, we don't know if the dream I had and what happened to me earlier are even related."

"They have to be. Nothing else makes any kind of sense."

"None of this makes any kind of sense!"

Chad ignored her and pulled her out into the hall. He led her to the stairwell and they climbed about five stories until they emerged huffing and puffing out onto the roof.

"What in the world are you doing?" Kelly wheezed.

"Look, my building is a lot smaller than yours is. There are only five stories in mine. You won't die if you leap off of this roof."

Her eyes bulged. "Excuse me?" she screeched. "I think the concrete I meet when I collide with it might have other ideas!"

He shook his head. "No, look." He pulled her over to the edge of the building and pointed to a large trash bin below. It was completely open and filled to the brim. "See, jump into that. It'll break your fall." He shrugged. "You still might break an arm or a leg or something, but that's fixable. Besides, they do it in movies all the time."

Kelly made a slow turn and fixed her friend with a lethal glower. "You know, I'm glad you think that this is all so interesting, and I am so happy that you base everything you do in life on whether or not it's done in Hollywood, but I am not leaping off of any kind of building just for kicks!"

"You'll be fine," he assured her. "Whatever it is that saved you this morning will save you again, I'm sure."

She continued to stare at him. "Chad, you are seriously more insane than I ever thought. I don't know what happened to me earlier! I don't know if my experience and my dream are even related! I don't know who, or what, Garren is and if he has anything to do with me! I don't know what that rhyme was, and I don't know why no one but you and I can see that feather!"

"So find out! Kelly, I have a feeling that you have something protecting you. Do you want to spend forever wondering what it is, or do you want to find out?"

"I'd rather stay on firm ground, if you don't mind. I don't want to repeat what happened earlier. It was horrifying!"

Chad heaved a sigh. "Kelly, nothing bad is going to happen to you, all right? Would I let anything bad happen to you?"

She scowled at him. "Only a broken leg or arm, right? I already broke both my leg and arm, thank you very much."

He huffed in frustration. "I'd do it myself, but I don't think that whatever is protecting you is going to do the same for me. Look, say that rhyme again."

She frowned. "Why?"

"Just do it, okay? I have a feeling."

She rolled her eyes. "Great. Just like you had a `feeling' that your cat was telekinetic?"

His eyes narrowed. "That is totally not fair."

She smirked.

"Come on, Kelly," he all but pleaded. "You need to figure this out. I need to figure this out because, obviously, I'm involved too. I want to know why only we can see that feather just as badly as you do."

"And you think that me singing a rhyme and flinging myself off the roof will give us that answer?"

He chewed on his bottom lip, thinking, then nodded. "I do."

She sighed wearily and her shoulders slumped. "Okay, I'll say the rhyme, but I'm still not going to leap off the building."

"Kelly—"

"Shut up, Chad." She turned and looked down at the dumpster again and a warm breeze blew across her, tugging her hair in the way it had earlier that morning. She closed her eyes and saw the five girls dancing in a circle. She frowned and let the words leave her lips. "Sing the song of Guardians who live beyond the skies, who fly to fight beside us and help us when we cry. Come to us, great Guardians, your friendship is a must. We are your kindred spirit sisters; you have our promise and our trust." A strange sensation washed over her, a tingling feeling that resembled what she'd felt when she'd first touched the feather.

"I'm not scared… Garren will always protect me."

She didn't think. It just happened. She held her arms out and let herself fall towards the ground. She heard Chad shout her name, but it didn't really register. Her eyes were still closed and she was flying, freefalling… She wouldn't get hurt. She wasn't scared…
****

Like what you hear? Head on over to http://www.forbiddenpublications.com/ and pick up your copy today!

4-29-08

Hello everyone! My newsletter is going out a little early this month as I am leaving this afternoon for my Idaho/Montana road trip! It's supposed to rain on us. we'll probably freeze our butts off, but oh well. It'll still be nice to get away and have an adventure.

PICTURE OF THE MONTH

 This is a pic of the Sawtooth Mountains, one of the places we'll be driving through on our trip. Although instead of being all green and pretty, odds are it will be snowy and cold!

NEWS

* Wings and Fire, my fantasy novella, released last month at Amira Press and is currently 3rd on the bestseller list at fictionwise for Amira books. Find out why! Get your copy at http://www.amirapress.com/ or http://www.fictionwise.com/ today!

 After coming home on military leave, Steele finds her sister on the brink of an arranged marriage to a nobleman said by the townspeople to be a fearsome warlock. Thrown into the chaotic affair against her will, Steele finds herself doing what she does best: having arguments with her prejudiced family and causing general disaccord as she stands up for what she believes in…