Azaleigh's life was simple. Then she meets Kale and Gage, two very different and charming men -- one she loves and the other she can't live without. As she struggles with her feelings towards them both, she begins to realize they are hiding a secret -- and to her surprise -- they aren't the only ones. Soon after, Azaleigh finds herself running for her life from a bounty hunter that is far from human, and with every narrow escape, she begins to unlock the secret that will change her life forever. In a world of good and evil, angel and fallen, Azaleigh must choose between fate or the one she loves. What do you do when hell won't let you win and evil just won’t die?
When the going gets tough…
By April Fifer and Danielle Hylton-Outland
This is something we hear all the time! It’s over-played and
over-said. But it’s true. As we wrote Flesh and Feathers, there were times life
got in the way. We had to set the book aside and deal with issues, at times
that were no fun at all. We each had respect for the other and gave each other
the time and space we needed to right wrongs or just fix our crazy lives. This
caused us to build a bond with one another. Whenever something did go wrong,
the other would drop what they were doing and come to the rescue of their
friend. “You jump, I jump” was our motto. So there were times we both squirmed
in our seat because all we wanted to do was write. However, we each waited on
the other. Because there was no fun in writing if our friend wasn’t by our
side. There have been some rough patches for us, and at times, there still are.
We encourage each other, push each other, and console each other. We wonder at
times what it is like for authors who write alone, since that is how writing normally
works. For us, it would not be a place of comfort because we have grown
co-dependant. Not they we aren’t capable of working alone, but because we
choose not to. We created a world together in our writing and no one can touch
us there. We share it with together and live it together. There is no place
we’d rather be.
Excerpt
Night had fallen on the forest earlier than expected. Scarlet appeared in front of a small cottage near the edge of the woods. Without hesitation, she grasped the handle to the bungalow door and pushed the heap open. Mland backed away as Scarlet entered.
"How did you find me?" Mland asked. Her long jet black hair hung to the side of her face, covering one of her eyes. Her skin, usually more russet, pinkened with anger.
Walking over to the wall, Scarlet stood by the smoldering fireplace. The smell of charred beech wood filled the room. She picked up the poker and began to move the logs around with the steel. Mland was cornered no matter where she stood and would not be fast enough to slip by Scarlet.
"Mland, you look shaken. Do I make you nervous?" Scarlet teased. "It seems you have been a busy witch. I had finally given up on tracking you, and now look, we meet by fate. What an uncanny coincidence." Scarlet laid the poker down with the tip in the flames. She knew her presence alone terrified Mland. "You have your Coven leader to thank for our reunion."
"They are not my Coven! They are amateurs with no respect for the true art of Sorcery."
Scarlet chuckled. "I don't believe you've given them enough credit, my friend. Your leader--I apologize, your former leader--was in possession of Qeres. It seems their skills are a little more advanced than you would believe. Or should I say 'were'?" Scarlet held up a burlap bag that was stained with blood. "I promised Tobias I would bring back a souvenir for him."
"Qeres, you say? Plan to bring back the dead?" Mland's radiant skin took on a yellow tint, betraying her fear. "You need the Arch to do that. I can locate her for you."
Amused, Scarlet said, "I have already done that."
"I have never told anyone of your secret. Shouldn't that be considered loyalty?" Mland continued to bargain.
"Actually, I consider that a loose end."
"Wait! I have something of great value. Tobias would be pleased." Mland's words spilled out, running together. "Besides, what will Tobias say when he hears of my death? There is no doubt he would be enraged."
Mland pointed toward a bow that leaned against the wall as Scarlet raised a brow in question. Mland went on to tell Scarlet of how she had placed a spell on a Horseman and stolen the weapon from him. Scarlet listened to the story with enthusiasm.
Finally, Scarlet spoke. "Well, you have proven to be valuable after all."
Mland breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
Scarlet inclined her head and lifted the poker from the fireplace then drove the point into Mland's chest.
Mland gasped. The smell of burning flesh overpowered the scent of the beech wood. Her eyes widened.
"You were right. Tobias will most certainly be upset. But then again, accidents do happen." Scarlet let Mland's body fall to the ground and then kicked a log from the fireplace. The smoldering wood rolled across the cottage floor.
She picked up the bow before exiting the room.
Fire consumed the tiny home in a matter of minutes.
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Danielle
Hylton was raised in Virginia. She grew up having a huge appetite for
daydreaming; always wanting to live in the spectacular worlds she created in
her mind. She now lives with her husband and dog where she is pursuing a degree
in literature. Danielle is a strong animal activist. She is currently
co-writing the second book in the Flesh Series, "Flesh and Flames".
April
Fifer grew up in a small town in Virginia, where it was common practice
believing that dreams could only be found in stories. At the age of seven she
was diagnosed with dyslexia. She was told that she would struggle through life
and would never pick up a book to read for pleasure. Although school was hard,
she was able to find her way with the help of two teachers who taught her
self-discovery. Ignoring what she was taught growing up, she turned it around and
found that your dreams could become stories.
