Friday, May 20, 2016

Black Sun (Translucent #5): Coming June 16

Hi readers,

 I'm excited to finally share the cover and release date for Black Sun, the fifth book in my Translucent series! It's coming out June 16, a month from now.

I think this one's more thrilling than ever, and I cannot wait for you to see what happens to Leona and the crew after that last cliffhanger. For now, here's the cover and the blurb:

Black Sun Description
Orbiting three hundred miles above an alien planet, Space Shuttle Endeavour desperately searches for signs of life following the mass abduction of all humanity. Its crew: an Air Force colonel, an astronaut, and two teenagers.

 To Leona, the mind-numbing hours of radio silence mean everyone who loves her is dead. Onboard, the one boy she might confide in hates her guts. It’s all she can do to not give up.

 But when an explosion knocks the shuttle out of orbit, forcing them to crash land on the dead planet, it seems all hope is lost.

 But no one expects the bizarre reality awaiting them on the surface.

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Happy reading,
Dan

Monday, April 11, 2016

Blood and Sin: A New Series Coming in July

I've been working with my wife, author Laura Thalassa, on a joint book for the last month. It's called Blood and Sin, and it's the first novel in a paranormal romance trilogy we'll be writing together. We're planning on releasing it this summer, and this is a little different than my normal genres, but it has the same fun feel to it that my other novels do (provided, of course, that you think my other novels are fun!). If you enjoy enemies-to-lovers stories, this one will be right up your alley. Here's a bit more about it:

Blood and Sin

Welcome to the world of the Infernari, demons who live in a realm similar to ours, but sometimes come topside to collect blood for their dark magic.




Hot-blooded, prideful, feral, Lana Malesuis is a demon. She has sworn an oath to heal her war-torn, dying species. Her method: drain human blood, use it to fuel her dark magic, reap human misfortune. She has come to the town of White Sulfur Springs to cull.


Cold-blooded, ruthless, conniving, Jame Asher is a human. He has sworn to avenge his wife and baby girl, killed by demon magic. His plan: destroy demons’ portals, deprive them of their human blood supply, exterminate them one by one. He has come to White Sulfur Springs to kill.



But when they meet, and he takes Lana as his prisoner, the last thing he expects to see in her wild violet eyes is the frightened innocence of a young girl. For her part, Lana never expects to feel anything but hate for the most feared demon hunter on Earth. 



Neither of them expected it to become something more.


***

Here is a little teaser to give you a glimpse:

Blood and Sin, Teaser #1
My shoulders shrank, my waist narrowed, and my hips widened.

Suddenly I wasn’t a mostly naked Brad pinned under Asher, but a topless Lana.

He hadn’t been prepared for that. Nor, for that matter, had I. There were two of us and a whole lot of skin, considering that Asher was still in just his boxer briefs. I felt my cheeks flush, pressed together as we were.

Asher reared back, getting an eyeful.

I growled and thrust my palm up against the cartilage of his nose. He cursed, reflexively releasing me.

I scrambled away from him, my skin scraping against the rocky pavement. Behind me I could hear him recovering.

A hand wrapped around my ankle. “Not so fast, demon.” I pulled my other foot back and kicked at his face. It glanced off of his cheekbone.

Ignoring my efforts, he began dragging me backwards. I clawed at the road, grappling for purchase. I felt one fingernail rip away. Then another. I suppressed my magic even as I cried out. No use healing something that would just reinjure.

“You should’ve killed me when you had the chance, demon,” Asher gritted out.

He dragged me like that all the way back to his vehicle, scratching up the delicate skin of my stomach and chest. More fingernails ripped away. Still I fought him.

Utterly useless. He was at least two heads taller than me and twice my weight.

When we reached his vehicle, Asher pulled me roughly to my feet, and opened the car’s back doors. Once I saw where he intended to put me, I struggled anew.

I couldn’t go back into that cage. There weren’t even windows to look out of.

“Asher, please—”

He tossed me into the back of the car and slammed the doors in my face.

I cried out, less from the physical pain than from the distress of being back in this cage. I could smell my earlier sickness, and it made my nausea rise.

For once I wished I could be hardened like other Infernari. Or cold and crafty, like a human. If either were the case, Asher would be dead and I’d be on my way back home.

But I was somehow the worst of both worlds. My spirit too soft. My intentions to transparent.


And I was back in the monster’s clutches.

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Happy reading,
Dan


Thursday, March 31, 2016

The Man with Two Pasts (Timeloopers #4) is Now Out!

Ready to go back in time?
The Man with Two Pasts, the fourth and final book in my Timeloopers series is now out! You can find it here
I’ll keep this short, so you can get on with reading it! But I will say one thing that makes me want to gush—my wife (author Laura Thalassa for those of you fans) thinks it’s my best book yet. Now, admittedly, she’s been biased in the past when it comes to these things, but guys, she really, really seemed genuine this time :-).
Anyway, it was a freaking nightmare dealing with all the timelines, I finally beat them into submission, now nobody mention the words time travel to me again or my head’s going to explode.
Enjoy.
Dan





The Man with Two Pasts
She was too smart to be popular. Too pretty to be ignored. Too conceited to be tolerated. 
Seventeen-year-old Iris Strasser can’t seem to blend in to save her life, and she just made everything ten times worse. Time travel must have seriously compromised her judgment, because somehow she’s blundered into a relationship she’s not ready for with way-too-popular-for-his-own-good Cory Holland, the one boy she hates more than anyone—and now, infuriatingly, has a crush on. Now every girl at Lakeside wants her head on a stick. 
Screw her feelings for him. They can have him back. She can’t stand Cory’s prickish cockiness for one more insufferable second. Except breaking up with him also breaks something in the past. 
Now, all that’s left of the boy she almost loved is a lingering hint of déjà vu. That, and a confused ache in her heart. 
Because everyone knows Cory died a long time ago.
Check out The Man with Two Pasts here on Amazon!

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Teaser Tuesday: The Man With Two Pasts (Timeloopers 4), Teaser #3

Hey readers!

On March 31 (just a week away!) The Man with Two Pasts (Timeloopers #4) hits shelves! You can check out the first book in the series hereHere's the description and the final teaser!





The Man with Two Pasts



She was too smart to be popular. Too pretty to be ignored. Too conceited to be tolerated.

Seventeen-year-old Iris Strasser can’t seem to blend in to save her life, and she just made everything ten times worse. Time travel must have seriously compromised her judgment, because somehow she’s blundered into a relationship she’s not ready for with way-too-popular-for-his-own-good Cory Holland, the one boy she hates more than anyone—and now, infuriatingly, has a crush on. Now every girl at Lakeside wants her head on a stick.

Screw her feelings for him. They can have him back. She can’t stand Cory’s prickish cockiness for one more insufferable second. Except breaking up with him also breaks something in the past. 

Now, all that’s left of the boy she almost loved is a lingering hint of déjà vu. That, and a confused ache in her heart.

Because everyone knows Cory died a long time ago.




The Man with Two Pasts, Teaser #3
Adrenaline whiplashed down Cory’s spine, and his hand tightened on the device.

Caught in the act.

Thomas straightened his glasses and wiped his palms on his khakis.

“Cory Holland,” he said. “Well, I think you get an award for the messiest timeline ever created. I mean, that was just ugly.”

“Uh…what are you talking about?” Cory tucked the black device behind his back. “I’m not doing anything, I’m just cheating on my physics test.”

“Nuh-uh-uh,” Thomas said, wagging his finger. “Hands where I can see them.”

“Fine. Whatever you say.” Cory stuffed the device in his back pocket and raised his palms. “See? Nothing.”

“Except, of course, the stolen piece of electronics in your back pocket. I’m from the future, Cory. And the past. I know everything. Everything you’ve tried to do, everything you will try to do, I’ve prevented it. Because I’m the author of this timeline, not Edgard Faye, and most certainly not you.”

“Still got no clue what you’re talking about,” Cory bluffed.

“I have pride in my work, Cory. You’re a hacker, I’m sure you understand. Your solution to the problem, it was just…it was inelegant…all that silly back and forth,” he gave a dismissive wave of his hands, “it’s enough to give me a headache, and the iPhone script, enough with the iPhone script, we get it already. If all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”

“What, you don’t like my style?” said Cory.

“It’s messy.

“It worked.”

“About that…See, I’m somewhat of an artist myself. I want my timeline to be clean and elegant, a work of art. Obviously, I could kill you now,” he nodded to a gun lying next to him, barrel fixed with a silencer, and Cory fought the urge to swallow, “and although crude, you would indeed die, and no one, not even Edgard Faye, could possibly unravel your hot mess of a timeline to save you. What you’ve created is called a kink. Between today and tomorrow, not one more person and not one more loop can fit in this room without causing a paradox. Messy, messy, messy. So just killing you isn’t good enough, because I also want to undo the mess you’ve made. I want a clean loop.”

Screw this guy. Cory didn’t need to hear this crap.

He yanked the device out of his pocket and held it up. “Yo, Frankie. This is the thing that goes back in time and saves your life. Whoops—” He dropped it and crushed it under his heal, cracking the plastic case and grinding it into the cement floor until the LED quit blinking. “There, now you’re dead.”

Thomas had no reaction. He shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Cory glanced around, waiting for the rush of feedback. Come on…

“As I was saying,” Thomas continued, “you’ve taken a big, fat dump on my timeline, and I’ve had to watch it happen over and over again and it’s really starting to piss me off, so this time I’m not just going to kill you, I am literally going to undo you…all the way back to the beginning.” He pulled out a small red notebook, cracked it open. “All the way back to the beginning, let’s see…how to erase Cory Holland…”

Watching him, Cory felt his blood go cold. “Wait, wait, wait, maybe we should talk about this?”

Franklin Thomas flipped a few pages, rubbing his jaw.

“I mean, you don’t want to change too far back—”

“Ah, now this is elegant.” Franklin Thomas smiled and tapped something on the page, then clicked a mechanical pencil. “Right here, I’m just going to make a teensy note.”

“Stop, wait, I can pay you, I have money!” Cory glanced around, frantic. Something to bargain with, a weapon, anything.

“Don’t worry, I’m only changing one tiny variable…” He touched the pencil to the page. “You won’t feel a thing.”

Cory rushed the desk, lunged for the notebook—

Thomas vanished and reappeared behind him. “Nuh-uh-uh,” he said, flickering a little.

He finished writing and slapped the notebook shut. “There. All done.”

The air around Cory began to ripple.

“No, wait, you can’t…you can’t do this to me!” Cory raised his trembling hand to his face and stared as the skin blurred in and out of focus…vanishing. A darkness loomed in his past, growing bigger, swallowing him, sweeping over him like a terrible shadow and leaving nothing in its wake but a deep, aching sense of doom. One by one, his memories unraveled and melted into oblivion. Homecoming dance, September, journeying three weeks into the past…

His memories of Iris went last, lingering sweetly in the air, as if those, more than anything, his mind couldn’t bear to give up.

Then poof. She, too, was gone.

He wasn’t dying. No.

He had died a long time ago.


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Happy reading,
Dan

Thursday, March 10, 2016

The Man with Two Pasts Cover Reveal and Teaser #2

I'm so excited to finally get to share the cover of The Man with Two Pasts fourth and final novel in my Timeloopers series (you can check out the first book in the series here), as well as a second teaser. Without further ado, here it is:


The Man with Two Pasts


She was too smart to be popular. Too pretty to be ignored. Too conceited to be tolerated.

Seventeen-year-old Iris Strasser can’t seem to blend in to save her life, and she just made everything ten times worse. Time travel must have seriously compromised her judgment, because somehow she’s blundered into a relationship she’s not ready for with way-too-popular-for-his-own-good Cory Holland, the one boy she hates more than anyone—and now, infuriatingly, has a crush on. Now every girl at Lakeside wants her head on a stick.

Screw her feelings for him. They can have him back. She can’t stand Cory’s prickish cockiness for one more insufferable second. Except breaking up with him also breaks something in the past. 

Now, all that’s left of the boy she almost loved is a lingering hint of déjà vu. That, and a confused ache in her heart.

Because everyone knows Cory died a long time ago.



The Man with Two Pasts, Teaser #2


“Now we have to kill her,” Samantha moaned into her hands after parking her SUV in front of Pris’s house, eyes swimming with tears. “We have to.”

Pris stared at the one photo of Iris’s dead body they’d kept. “I’m not killing anybody, Sam. You do whatever you want, but I’m not.”

“I didn’t want to kill her, I just wanted to scare her, I swear.”

“Then why’d you give her the pictures? I told you not to give her the pictures, you ass.”

Samantha sniffled and looked up. “Why does it matter? We already had the pictures. We already know it happens.”

“Well…maybe it’s a warning, maybe we can change it—”

“We can’t, Priscilla. If we don’t kill her and send back pictures, we’ll create a paradox and then we’ll all die.”

Pris’s gaze dropped back to the photo. “What kind of stupid, evil prank is this anyway?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t come up with it.”

“No, but you’re going to in the next twenty-four hours.”

“Or maybe you do,” Sam said hotly. “Maybe it’s your idea, and it backfires. Did you think of that, Pris?”

“Maybe it’s not our fault,” Pris said hopefully. “Maybe we don’t kill her. Maybe she dies in a car crash on her own, and we just take the pictures. I mean, no one can say it’s our fault, right?”

“Oh, don’t be naïve,” Sam sneered.

“You know what,” Pris flung the photo at her and slouched in the passenger seat, arms folded, “I’m not going to be a part of this.”

“No, please!” Sam clutched her shoulder. “You can’t abandon me. We made a pact.”

“We never made a pact.”

“Please, Pris, I can’t do this alone.”

“What, kill her?”

Sam swallowed. “I’ll do it. I should be the one to do it. But I need you to take the pictures.”

“Wait a minute…” Pris sat up, her eyes narrowing. “What if we don’t actually kill her? What if we just hurt her really bad, so she’s almost dead, so she looks like she’s dead in the pictures.”

“I think when someone’s brain is leaking out their skull they’re dead.”

“Hold on, let me see that photo again.” She plucked it out of Sam’s lap.

“She’s dead, Pris.”

Pris whacked her forehead. “Oh my God, duh, we’re such idiots.”

“What?”


She looked up, wide-eyed. “It’s a Halloween prank.”

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Click here to check out The Man with Two Pasts on Goodreads. If you would like to receive an email notifying you when The Man with Two Pasts releases, you can sign up for my newsletter here.

Happy reading, 
Dan

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

The Man with Two Pasts (Timeloopers #4): Teaser 1

Hi readers!

On March 31, The Man with Two Pasts, the fourth and final book in my Timeloopers series, hits shelves! For those of you who don't know about my Timeloopers books, this is a young adult time travel series. You can find more out about it here. For those of you who are familiar with this series, book four is going to be the craziest one yet. So, without further ado, I thought I'd share the first teaser with you:

The Man with Two Pasts, Teaser #1
On Tuesday, a package lay on Iris’s front porch when she got home.

A ripped, scuffed, dented Manila envelope, addressed to her. From?

She turned it over. No return address.

But a dozen stamps. Thing looked like it had traveled halfway around the world.

Curious, she carried it inside to her room and ripped it open, then dumped out a wad of bubblewrap on her bed. A little black object skittered under her pillow.

A thumb drive.

And a folded piece of paper.

Rolling the thumb drive between her fingers, she unfolded the paper.

Scrawled in the center were three words that sent goosebumps down her arms.

From the future

What the hell? Skin suddenly tingly with anticipation, she yanked open her MacBook Pro and jammed the thumb drive into a USB port. Please don’t be a virus.

The drive contained a single file. A video.

A video from the future.

Heart hammering in her throat, she tapped open the video, which filled the screen.

Taken from a cell phone.

Two faces stared up at her from what looked like sand—a beach, maybe?—their skin flickering under firelight. A girl and a boy, just the lower part of his jaw visible. The girl had long golden hair, and Iris recognized her first to a wave of pins and needles.

Herself.

“I’m serious, turn it off,” she said, covering her chest and nuzzling into the boy’s shirtless shoulder to shield her face, “I don’t want you posting me on all your sketchy porn sites.”

Her own voice sounded wrong. All wrong. Sleepy and soft and girly. Not cold and terse like her own voice. Wrong.

As far she could tell, she wore only a bikini. The image cut off below her navel.

Wrong.

Her and a boy, lying shirtless on a beach, way too much skin contact. Alarm bells screamed in her brain. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

But then the guy tilted the phone up, and his face came into view.

“Dude, I got to make money somehow. Say something funny, Iris.”

“No,” she grumbled into his chest.

“That’s not that funny,” he said.

Iris forgot how to breathe. She could only stare, a dull ache setting in deep in her abdomen.

“I have an idea. How about you say something nice?” Iris on the screen propped herself up on his pecs and looked into his eyes. “For once.

“Only if you take off your top.”

She whacked him.

“Hey, quit abusing me, I’m kidding.”

Cory.

It was Cory.

“Cory, say something nice,” she ordered. “Or I’m dumping sand in your eye.” Her hand flashed offscreen and came back in a fist, white grains spilling through her fingers onto his chest.

The video wobbled as he covered his eyes. “Wow, you do not know how to bargain. You ever heard of the carrot and stick approach? It’s not just the stick, Iris.”

“Fine, crybaby.” She flung the sand away, prowled up his tanned torso, and scooped up her hair as she kissed him. “Now…tell me what you like about me.”

Watching them, Iris felt a pang in her chest.

“Good job, you do learn.” Cory looked smug. “Okay, you’re smart.”

“That’s a nonanswer.”

“You’re pretty.”

“Another horrible answer.”

She had a video of herself kissing Cory. In the future…did they get together?

“You look good in a bikini.”

“And…zero for three. My boyfriend’s officially still a shallow prick.”

My boyfriend?

“And you’re real,” he said. “You’re three-dimensional, you’re in color, you go after what you want and you don’t follow anybody, you own who you are, you’re tough, you’re cocky, and part of you is wicked just like me. That’s why I like you.”

At first, she said nothing. Firelight danced across her cheekbones, cast her eyes in shadow.

Then she murmured, “Now it’s my turn…to say something nice.”

Lying on her bed, Iris couldn’t take her eyes off the video, utterly transfixed by these alternate versions of them. How was this possible? Where had this come from? When did this come from?

The Iris on the screen kissed Cory again, and whispered, “I love you.”

For Iris in the present, the confession made her heart squeeze even tighter, painfully tight. She couldn’t catch her breath.

For a long, long time, Cory stared into Iris’s eyes, his expression suddenly stone cold serious. She stared back, not flinching, and her throat moved up and down almost imperceptibly.

“Cory and Iris, signing off,” he said.

The screen went dark.

The video was over.

Iris raised her hand to her mouth, and only then realized she was trembling.

The note…the note said from the future

But it couldn’t be from the future.


Cory died in the past.

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If you enjoyed that, you can add The Man with Two Pasts on Goodreads right here!

Happy reading,
Dan

Monday, February 1, 2016

Timeloopers Re-released

   


I'm excited to announce that Timeloopers, my young adult time travel series, has been re-released with new covers and a new description. What does this mean? Well, for those of you who read this series, nothing. Aside from the new covers and the alternate descriptions, the story remains unchanged.

Why do authors do this? For me, I wanted to give the series a new look in time for the fourth and final book in the series, which I'm working on at this moment. The Man with Two Pasts (Timeloopers #4) will come out on March 31! In the coming weeks, I will share with you the cover as well as several teasers.

For those of you who haven't read my Timeloopers series, it's contemporary YA with a science fiction twist. Unlike other time travel series, this one deals with the recent past, not deep history. More specifically, it deals with what happens when high schoolers find themselves with the ability to change it. Here's a glimpse of the first book, A Strange Machine:


She’s dead. 
Samantha, her wavy caramel-colored hair, her little Bambi eyes, her angel face…dead. 
I killed her. 
Sure, I didn’t crush her skull and bash her brains in. The telephone pole did that. The drugs did that. The other car’s high beams did that. 
But I killed her. 
She had just said I love you. She said she missed me. She was coming to spend the night. She was high. She asked for a ride. 
I was lazy. 
But what if there was a way to save her? What if there was a way to send back a warning? What if there was a way to undo it all? The crash. Us. Falling in love. All the way back to the beginning. 
What if there was a machine? 
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If you're interested in reading a little more, I've inserted a preview of the first book below. I hope you enjoy it!