Tara West

YA paranormal/fantasy and New Adult author


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The Time Collection is out!!!

So, HEY! I just had a book come out tonight! It’s actually a short story as part of an anthology with my friends. It’s only .99 on Amazon right now. I will let everyone know when it goes live at other ebook stores. The stories in here are awesome, too, because I hang out with the cool writers. 😉

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Whether you’re traveling forward in time, back in time, or even if you’ve forgotten the time, you’ll enjoy reading these time-themed stories from the Eclective.

An Arbor Day Carol by M Edward McNally: On the night before the holiday, Kevin Weeser is visited by three spirits…wow, that sounds really familiar for some reason.

The Paradox by Alan Nayes: Michael Jenks travels to his future and becomes rich.

Rachel by CD Reiss: Rachel is number 5.5 in the Songs of Submission romance series, spanning two time periods in the life of Jonathan Drazen.

A Stitch In Time by Shéa MacLeod: After pissing off Thor (god of thunder/major jerk), Branwen (goddess of love and beauty/cupcake addict) finds herself thrust back in time to Regency era England. History will never be the same.
The Walking Tree by Tara West: Trees were not meant to have dreams, and if they did, they were not supposed to voice them. When Manuel hears of the land of limitless light, his dreams may be his undoing.

The Bus Stop by G.R. Yeates: Through a dark city, a man travels seeking to understand the meaning of the life that he endures in a place where even hope itself seems to have been utterly extinguished.

Timestone by Greg James: In a time after the time that we know, a wanderer crosses the wasteland that remains of human civilisation. One thing can set him free from this nightmare of the future – the Timestone.

Last Leap by Heather Marie Adkins: With access to her past, can Mila change her future?

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A Hunk A Hunk of Burnin’ Love!

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Three Elvises are better than one!

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Thor’s mighty hammer (plastic) and his long flowing tresses (synthetic fiber). He’s a stud ladies, and he’s all mine!

I’m BAAAACKKK from my trip to the Vegas Romance Novel Convention where I hung out with my most favorite author friends! I had a blast meeting the Elvises and Thor and touring the casinos. Of course, I had to make a special stop at M & M World for my kiddo.

A few observations I’ve made about Vegas. If you have special dietary needs, such as gluten free, many of the restaurants are very accommodating. The Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris Hotel was one of them as well as most of the Golden Nugget restaurants. So, kudos to the Las Vegas restaurant industry. You’ve made a fan for life. If I would have stayed longer than two days, I would have loved to try a few more places, but I’ll save them for next time. And kudos to my buddies, for following me to the safe restaurants. Y’all are amazing friends! Shea MacLeod, my bestest bud, thanks for sharing your Creme Brulee with me. OMG. I had a total foodgasm!

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My bestest bud and paranormal author of the bestselling Sunwalker Saga, Shea MacLeod.

Another observation is that the casinos don’t just want to take your money, so do many hustlers out on the streets, trying to entice you with free show tickets (there’s always a catch) or high stakes games of chance, but I skirted around those folks and continued to have a great time. I haven’t seen so many characters hanging out to take pictures since Disneyworld.  A few of my favorite were the Elvises and Thor (or maybe Thor’s not quite as muscular cousin). But Mr. Thor was just so adorable, I had to get my picture with him. There were a few OMG and ewwww folks, such as topless Strawberry Shortcake. No, I didn’t take her picture, so please don’t ask me to post it.

Of course, there was the awesome author book signing, where I picked up tons of swag for my fan club.  I did get the chance to see a few cover models, but most of my time was spent catching up with my writer buddies. I had so much fun. My only regret was that I didn’t get to stay longer, but I’m definitely hoping to do the Romance Novel Convention in Vegas next year!

Heather Marie Adkins, my co-author for Visions of the Witch. We worked on plot ideas for book six while we were together!

Heather Marie Adkins, my co-author for Visions of the Witch. We worked on plot ideas for book six while we were together!

YA/NA author friends, Lizzy Ford and Alexia Purdy!

YA/NA author friends, Lizzy Ford and Alexia Purdy!

Best-selling NA sweetie, Selene Chardou!

Best-selling NA sweetie, Selene Chardou!

Sensational writer and wonderful friend, CD Reiss.

Sensational writer and wonderful friend, CD Reiss.

Sweetheart and awesome horror writer, Alisa Tangredi.

Sweetheart and awesome horror writer, Alisa Tangredi.

 

Dinner with friends including Cheryl Bradshaw, Shea MacLeod, Me, Emma Jameson, M. Edward McNally, Heather Adkins, Lizzy Ford, CD Reiss, Alisa Tangredi, Mike Cooley and Arshad Ahsanuddin

Dinner with friends including Cheryl Bradshaw, Shea MacLeod, Me, Emma Jameson, M. Edward McNally, Heather Adkins, Lizzy Ford, CD Reiss, Alisa Tangredi, Mike Cooley and Arshad Ahsanuddin


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FREE spooky download today and tomorrow!

Click to purchase on Kindle.

Click to purchase.

Get your spook on, peeps just in time for Halloween! The Haunted Collection will be free on Kindle today and tomorrow. Included is my spooky YA, The Smell of Death. And, yes, since I am also a cover designer, I made this cover!

Empty Vessel by M. Edward McNally: Captain Wil has command of his own ship, the respect of his crew, and his wife is expecting their first child. But at sea, the winds always become calm just before the storm breaks.

The Smell of Death by Tara West: Maggie’s unusual powers bring new threats to her already troubled childhood.

Safe by Emma Jameson: In Victorian London, a grave robber makes a nice living off the dead, until he opens the wrong crypt.

Soulfully Sweet by Shéa MacLeod: As if helping the living isn’t enough of a pain in her divine hindquarters, Branwen (former goddess of love and beauty) is stuck helping the dead on All Hallow’s Eve.

May I Go Play? by Heather Marie Adkins: Micah inherits a southern mansion where ancestors long dead relive their violent deaths. And now, they want company…

Blehdward, the Vampire who Couldn’t Sparkle by Pj Jones: Blehdward desperately wants to fit in with the cool vamps. If only he could learn how to sparkle.

Franscesca by Alan Nayes: Break a promise to a feiticeira and you will live to regret it.

Soul Eaters by R.G. Porter: Kaitlyn never believed in the existence of other worlds. Now she’s in the middle of one where humans aren’t the hunters but the hunted.

The Eclective is a group of authors dedicated to the premise that The Story is The Thing, and classifications of genre are mostly a matter for bookshelves. While the following stories share a “Haunting” theme, they might variously be filed as Horror, Paranormal, Fantasy, YA, etc., or anything else. Our idea is that the story itself is more important than whatever label somebody feels like giving it, and by bringing our work together in collections like this one, we hope readers may find a story they might like. Even if it is not in “their” genre.

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Oh my SQUEEEE!!! Congrats to the bestest critique partner ever!!!

Today is the day!!! Congrats, Shéa MacLeod!!!

Montlake Romance, a division of Amazon’s Imprint, has rereleased my crit partner’s vampire hunter series, starting with book one today!!! Each book has been thoroughly edited and there’s even new scenes. Told from vampire hunter, Morgan Bailey’s POV, these books are steamy, engaging and hilarious, featuring not one but TWO sexy studs. What are you waiting for?

The book is listed at 2.99, but I doubt Montlake will keep that price for long.

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Kissed by Darkness Blurb:

Three years ago, Morgan Bailey narrowly survived a vampire attack that left her with heightened senses, uncanny speed, and a new calling: supernatural bounty hunter. Since that day, sexy, street-smart Morgan hasn’t met a vampire she couldn’t dust or a demon she couldn’t kill—until she’s hired to hunt down a priceless amulet and the sunwalker who stole it. Sunwalkers—powerful vampires immune to sunlight—are notoriously difficult to find, let alone kill. Still, a job’s a job, and Morgan’s never been one to shy away from a challenge. So bring it on…right?

But the sunwalker ends up tracking her down. And not only that, he turns out to be cunning, charming—and undeniably gorgeous. Nevertheless, she can’t ignore the destruction he is capable of: the sunwalker possesses an ancient secret which, if unleashed, could destroy the human world. Captivating and fantastical, Kissed by Darkness introduces a kick-ass new heroine and an addictive new series for fans of urban fantasy.


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The Haunted Collection has arrived!!!

Eight spooky stories by eight talented writers is now here at the unbelievable price of just .99!

 

Click to purchase on Kindle.

Click to download on Kindle.

Empty Vessel by M. Edward McNally: Captain Wil has command of his own ship, the respect of his crew, and his wife is expecting their first child. But at sea, the winds always become calm just before the storm breaks.

The Smell of Death by Tara West: Maggie’s unusual powers bring new threats to her already troubled childhood.

Safe by Emma Jameson: In Victorian London, a grave robber makes a nice living off the dead, until he opens the wrong crypt.

Soulfully Sweet by Shéa MacLeod: As if helping the living isn’t enough of a pain in her divine hindquarters, Branwen (former goddess of love and beauty) is stuck helping the dead on All Hallow’s Eve.

May I Go Play? by Heather Marie Adkins: Micah inherits a southern mansion where ancestors long dead relive their violent deaths. And now, they want company…

Blehdward, the Vampire who Couldn’t Sparkle by Pj Jones: Blehdward desperately wants to fit in with the cool vamps. If only he could learn how to sparkle.

Franscesca by Alan Nayes: Break a promise to a feiticeira and you will live to regret it.

Soul Eaters by R.G. Porter: Kaitlyn never believed in the existence of other worlds. Now she’s in the middle of one where humans aren’t the hunters but the hunted.

The Eclective is a group of authors dedicated to the premise that The Story is The Thing, and classifications of genre are mostly a matter for bookshelves. While the following stories share a “Haunting” theme, they might variously be filed as Horror, Paranormal, Fantasy, YA, etc., or anything else. Our idea is that the story itself is more important than whatever label somebody feels like giving it, and by bringing our work together in collections like this one, we hope readers may find a story they might like. Even if it is not in “their” genre.


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Ugh

Well, after an awesome birthday celebration with my bud, Shea MacLeod, I’m home sick this week with something nasty that settled in my chest. Cough, hack, wheeze. No fun.

 The good news is that I’m not letting that stop me from working on my latest Whispers book with Heather Marie Adkins. I’ve also got a bonus short ghost story, The Smell of Death, releasing this Friday with my good friends at Curiosity Quills Press. Please stop by there this week and check it out. I’ll post a link when it’s up. If you like Krysta’s Curse, you’ll like The Smell of Death, about a young girl with powers much like Krysta’s.

And speaking of Krysta, here’s a scene from my next Whispers novel, Visions of the Witch. Without giving away too many spoilers, AJ was just in a car accident and Krysta is in the hospital waiting room.

“Do you want to play with me?”

She couldn’t have been older than five. She was adorable. Pudgy hands and cheeks, big brown eyes, dark, curly hair. She actually looked a lot like me when I was little. I tried to imagine her with olive skin like mine, but this child’s skin was deathly pale with a slight blue tint. Her tattered dress dripped with what looked like water. She had a large gash on her temple.

I stifled a sob before plastering on a smile. “I’d love to, but if I played with you, people would think I was crazy.”

I quickly scanned the few people in the hospital waiting room. A middle-aged couple was gawking at me. An elderly woman had moved to the far side of the room while she glared at me from beneath her lashes. They probably thought I’d escaped from the mental ward. The only person in the room who knew I wasn’t crazy was Sophie, but my BFF was snoring on the bench next to me.

I sighed while rolling my eyes. “They probably already think I’m crazy.” After all, to an outsider it must have looked like I was talking to myself.

“That’s okay.” The little girl shrugged. “There are other kids here.”

“I know.” I nodded, as again, I fought to hold back the tears. “I’ve seen them.”

Gawd, how I hated hospitals. Hated them. I’d never seen more dead people in all my life.

The little girl scrunched her brows. “How do you see us?”

“I’ve been curse—gifted with the power to see spirits.”  I tilted my chin and tried my best to sound upbeat. If it’s one thing I’ve learned about ghosts, they don’t respond well when the living cry, scream or faint when they see them.

Her eyes brightened with an unnatural glow. “My brother is here, too. Do you want to meet him?

“Sure,” I said, but then I spied AJ’s mom, Mrs. Dawson, out of the corner of my eye.

She was walking briskly toward me while waving me over. Her eyes were puffy and red, just like they’d been the past five days, but thankfully, this time she was actually smiling.

I leaned over and shook Sophie.

She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “What is it?” Sophie mumbled. “Is AJ okay?”

Mrs. Dawson had turned and was walking back down the hallway.

A jolt of excitement shot through my spine. “I think so,” I said. Then I turned toward the little girl. “I’ve got to go and see another friend. I’ll catch you later, okay?”

She smiled and waved goodbye.

As I watched the child’s reflection disappear, I thought of AJ and how, for five long days I’d been expecting to see AJ’s ghost visiting me in the waiting room instead.

I looked over at Sophie who was still untangling herself from her blankets. She had turned the hospital waiting room into her own personal bedroom, preferring to sleep there rather than to stay awake and listen to all of the depressing thoughts of the hospital patients and their families.

This was such a horrible place. The last place people like Sophie and I needed to be camping out.

Hot tears slipped over the rims of my eyelids and down my face. My nose dripped, and I had nothing to wipe it but an old napkin I had to dig out of my purse. I flipped open my little cosmetic mirror and stole a quick glance at my reflection while Sophie put on her socks and shoes. My eyeliner was smeared. My skin was blotchy. My hair looked like an electrified mop. Before AJ’s accident, I’d never been caught dead in public without my makeup looking perfect.

But almost losing your best friend puts life into clearer perspective.

At the moment the only thing I cared about was if AJ was going to live.


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Thanks veterans

THANK YOU veterans past and present for your service. I’d also like to send a special thanks to my husband and nephew, Alex, for having served in the armed forces. I love you guys!!!

This week I will be preparing for the arrival of Shea MacLeod! Can I get a SQUEEEEEEEEEEE?

I’m also busy co-writing Whispers book four, Visions of the Witch, with Heather Marie Adkins, author of The Temple.

I’ve posted chapter one over on GoodReads. Won’t you join and be my friend? Here’s the linky to chapter one.

Have a fun weekend and remember to thank a veteran and remember those who’ve died fighting for our freedom. 🙂