Showing posts with label Between. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Between. Show all posts

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Between 4 Title and Cover Reveal

And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you have all been waiting for.

The title and cover of the 4th and final installment of the Between Series.

I present to you:



Three in one, forward and back
Here and gone, to deepest black
Silver blooms, swollen with child
Birth crimson globes, untethered wild
Life meets death where the sun meets the sea
Blood sacrifice, for you and for me.

It has all come down to this.

A prophecy, passed down through generations of MacRaes, tells of a blood sacrifice. A simple stone placed in an ancient dagger unleashes an army of hell transporters with glowing red eyes who have now come to exact that price.

In the epic finale of the Between series, Aiden and Lindsey will be tested in ways they could never have imagined. Visions of the past, from thousands of years ago when the Broch of Gurness in Orkney was whole, provide more questions than answers. But every secret will be revealed as the MacKinnons and MacRaes join forces to fight a battle they cannot hope to win.


Who's Excited?

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Happy Third Birthday!

Today is a very special day. Today marks the third anniversary of the publication of Between. Three years ago today, Between was published.

No matter how many ways I say it, it still makes me smile.

While we do some celebrating on twitter (#BetweenLove) I just wanted to take some time to say THANK YOU!
Thank you to Cyndi Tefft for writing this series. We may be a small group of fans but we love you so much and are so grateful to you.

Thank you to Lindsey and Aiden for showing us how strong the love between two people can be. It literally defied death again and again.

Thank you to Lindsay Cox for being an incredibly creative fan and taking charge when I can't. I am eternally grateful to you.

Thank you to Theresa Largusa for being a very organized Angel. Not only has she helped put this little project together but she's also had so many amazing ideas, been insanely supportive and encouraged everyone around her.

And finally THANK YOU, to you, the Aiden's Angels. You have been crazy, and quiet, supportive, and sweet - hell you're helping to send me to New Orleans to meet Cyndi, but mostly you've been there to share the love we all have for this incredible series.

This blog has only been around for a year and a half but you guys have kept her running and for that I can't thank you enough.

From the bottom of my heart, I thank you all for getting us here. Three years later, and we're still in love with Aiden and Lindsey MacRae.

We asked you what your favourite thing about Aiden and Lindsey were and these were just some of your answers:



Is there anything else you want to add to the list?

And because it's Between's birthday we've got some bonus content in the shop coming soon.

Monday, 11 November 2013

Lindsey MacRae Book Four Exclusive

It's Lindsey MacRae's Birthday Today!! Hooray!

As a special treat for all of you I have an exclusive sneak preview of Between 4 (holy crap). See it here first!

         “What can I get for ye?" 
“Whisky, neat.” 
The man had the audacity to laugh. “You’ll have to be more specific, I’m afraid. We’ve dozens to choose from.” 
Torag studied him for a moment, then came to a decision. “What’s your name?” 
The bartender looked momentarily taken aback, but then shrugged. “Kevin. Why?” 
“Well, Kevin, I’m new to whisky,” Torag lied. “What would you recommend?” And just like that, Kevin’s round face broke into a joyous grin and he launched into an impressive dissertation on the many nuances of whisky. Torag responded in all the right places, inserting a “Really?” and “Wow, I had no idea” from time to time, just to keep him talking. Kevin set up four shot glasses on the bar in front of him, then plied him with tasters of whisky from the four regions of Scotland, having scorned blends in favor of the more patriotic single malt scotch. Torag dutifully sipped from each, proclaiming that Kevin was right about the differences in each.
“You sure know a lot about whisky,” Torag said, trying to sound delightfully dim. “Have you lived in Orkney long?” 
“All my life,” Kevin declared with pride. “Only been to the mainland once. Wife’s never even been that far.” 
“Incredible,” Torag replied, then asked for a glass of the 12 year GlenMorangie. As Kevin poured, Torag’s heart pounded heavy in his chest, but he forced his voice into a casual tone. “So you must have been around during that power surge a while back, right?” 
“Boy, was I! The whole island was blacked out, not a damn thing worked. Cracked a standing stone right in half, it did.” 
“Is that right? Where was that?” 
“The Barnhouse Stone, out near Malcolm’s place.” 
Torag’s pulse raced wildly and he paused to take another sip to hide his interest. “Malcolm a friend of yours? What’s he think of the cracked stone?” 
“We go way back—cut teeth at the same time, we did—but I wouldn’t say we’re mates. He goes his way and I go mine. So I can’t say as I’ve asked him what he thinks, but I wouldn’t put it past him to chalk it up to that damn prophecy.” 
Everything inside Torag screamed for him to jump over the bar and shake this fat little man by the throat until he spilled every last detail he knew. Instead, he asked for a refill to keep Kevin occupied. 
“Prophecy, huh? A prophecy about what?” 
“Och, I dunno. Some such nonsense he got passed down from his Da and his Da before him. Started back at Culloden times, if I recall. Showed it to me when we were kids, though his Da would have been spitting mad if he’d known as only MacRaes were allowed to see it.” Kevin rolled his eyes and waved his towel over the bar like he was swatting a fly. “Says something about a blood sacrifice and crimson globes, whatever the hell that means. Freaked the hell out of me anyway.” With a rueful shake of his head, he schooled his expression into one of pity. “MacRaes never have had it easy, what with Malcolm raising those kids on his own now. Wife passed just last year. Cancer, it was. Poor man.” 
Yes, poor man indeed, Torag thought to himself, and began formulating his plan.

Sunday, 16 September 2012

Review of Between

Review of Between by: Lexcade

Rating: Yay!

As a courtesy, I must be up front with you. I talk to Cyndi on Twitter, and I did kind of help reveal her new cover on my personal/quasi-professional blog a while back. Also, I’m counted as one of #AidensAngels. So that’s my being up front with you now. It isn’t to say that my review is going to be one major squeal fest. I can still keep a level head and maintain objectivity.