It's my favorite time of the year again - HALLOWEEN!!! We're going to have some fun celebrating too, because I've got THREE copies of Wings of the Wicked to give away and I've got a fun contest idea to boot. Each prize awarded to the winners will contain one signed ARC of Wings of the Wicked (personalized if you'd like!), all 3 Angelfire character bookmarks, and an awesome glow-in-the-dark walking skeleton dude! Before I go into details of what you'll have to do to enter, I'm giving you a teaser page and the first song I made for the Wings of the Wicked soundtrack that I'll be handing out CD's of on tour.
From the WINGS OF THE WICKED soundtrack:
"The Hammer of Gabriel"
This is a spooky song I made about Will
A teaser page from WINGS OF THE WICKED
“Quite the show,” said an achingly deep voice behind me.
I spun, lighting my swords up with angelfire. Two vir reapers, a male and a female, stood twenty feet away from me, their forms half hidden in the darkness between the snowy trees. What startled me, though, was that I couldn’t feel either of them. Even when reapers suppressed their powers, I could still sense them a little, but these two were just dark. Like two black holes sucking in my emotions and what was left of my strength. Like zero energy.
“I am impressed,” the male added as he moved toward me, his voice rough and gravelly, echoing through my gut. Twisted bull’s horns stuck out of his bald head and his body was massive and brawny, but he didn’t look like his size would slow him down. His skin was dark, and his accent was thick and unfamiliar. And his eyes—frigid and the color of moonlight on snow—drilled into mine. “You must be the Preliator. How small you are. I could break you in half.”
“Who are you?” I asked, studying them both. My first thought went back to Cadan’s warning about the vir reapers who would come for me if the nycterids failed. I guessed these two were old—very, very old—and equally skilled, that they could suppress their powers enough that I didn’t have a clue what they were really capable of. I made a silent cry to Will to return soon. If I had to fight them both at once, it wouldn’t be pretty.
“I am Merodach,” he said. “This is Kelaeno.”
My fears had just come true. The female, Kelaeno, looked at me with holly red eyes and a sharp-fanged grin. With long, tangled dark hair, she was more disturbing than frightening. I stared at her face, perplexed by her skin moving as if something stirred beneath it. Her features contorted just enough to be noticeable, as if the bones changed under her skin. Every other second, her face looked like an animal’s, and then it would look like a woman’s. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
“Ellie!” Will landed beside me in the snow, his white wings outstretched, and Ava wasn’t with him. He stepped forward and cast out his sword, poising it at the newcomers. He was still out of breath from the battle, and I hoped that the new reapers weren’t here to fight.
Merodach surveyed Will’s show of aggression curiously. “The Hammer of Gabriel,” he said with a dark smile. “In the flesh.” Wings, leathery and black as night, spread from his back like a cobra spreading its hood.
At that moment, I felt a quick flash of smoky black power from Merodach, strong enough that I lost my balance as it rushed past my body. The warning was clear and imminent: He was powerful and more than willing to kill.
“What do you want?” Will asked, not flinching from the demonic vir’s display of power.
“We have a warning for the Preliator,” Merodach boomed.
Kelaeno stepped forward, pointing a taloned hand at me, her eyes still on mine. Her face continued to change, like its form was unstable, and dusty gray-brown wings appeared out of her back and spread high and wide. Shadows cast over her face from around the splayed feathers like daggers, making me blink hard as I wondered if I was seeing what was truly in front of me. The skin on her face sank and grew taut over the bones as they stretched, elongating until her appearance was utterly inhuman, and then her face returned to normal. She began to speak, her lips having difficulty forming the words as her face transformed back and forth.
Why this song and this passage? Because this contest is all about character creation, one of the most fun parts of writing a story. All you have to do in order to enter this contest is create your very own vir reaper character like the ones in the Angelfire series and shown in the above excerpt from Wings. Your reaper can be angelic or demonic, and you can give him or her any attributes you'd like. In your mini story, your reaper can be described in any way you'd like, using descriptive passages, dialogue, multiple reaper characters of your own invention, and/or your character interacting with the characters in Angelfire.
(No bonus points for writing a story about your character getting his head lopped off by Ellie or Will, but you do get a high five.)
The simple version of the rules: Write me a mini story about a vir reaper character you made up.
(scary, bloody mini stories also get high fives from me.)
Check out the Halloween treats!
You have until 11:59 October 31st to post your mini story!
I will read every entry and pick my three favorites.
Yes, this contest is INTERNATIONAL :)
If you have questions, please them here or @reply me or whatev, and I will try to help you out!