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ABOUT

 

 

 

SHANNON RECKLER

smreckler1@yahoo.com

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Shannon Reckler is a southern girl at heart, who grew up in a small town in North Carolina. She currently is finishing college, and living in the mountains. Her feline, ember, keeps her company while she is up late trying to finish whatever story is locked in her mind. She is passionate about writing as well as cooking. Nothing means more to her than her family and friends, and she can’t wait to return to her hometown someday.

 

Shannon is a true hopeless romantic and believes in a soul mate for everyone, and that you should love as much as you possibly can. She knows life is short, and feels that there is no point in wasting it on a life you don’t want to live, so she has fun and enjoys every moment.

 

 

 

BE STILL THE NIGHT [SLAYER 1]

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Jason should have known his life was going to change the moment she stepped out of the shadows dressed in all black leather. He really shouldn't have been surprised when she stabbed the man in the alley.

Jason's being drawn into a whole new world where there are vampires, gods, mates, and sisters who turn into wolves and very large cats. Around every corner is a new surprise, but Jason is finding himself getting closer and closer to this mystery woman, and he just can't stay away.

The battle between good and evil is starting up again and he's caught in the middle. He must learn to fight to stay in her world, and along the way he just might learn something about his past he couldn't have ever imagined. Fighting for her heart and his life, Jason knows he will stop at nothing until he wins the battle.

 

SLAYER 2: OUT OF DARKNESS

 

 

 

STORY EXCERPT

 

 “Seph, we are at the bar.”

 

How long had she just been walking aimlessly beside Dimitri? She was glad there hadn’t been an attack. She would have been a very easy target.

 

“Right, sorry.” She had the grace to look up sheepishly at Dimitri before she followed her inside. The moment she passed through the threshold, a shiver ran up her spine. It was odd, but she shook it off easily. Passing through the bar, she walked back to their usual table in the far corner. Then, taking her usual seat, the one closest to the outside, facing the door and the entire inside of the bar, she scanned the area as usual.

 

She noticed a few of the regular drunks and patrons, and noticed a small group of men on the far side, and a few other scattered customers. Letting out a flow of her energy, she tried to assess the energy of everyone else in the bar. It was usual routine to make sure there was no one hostile in the bar, and to ensure the safety of her sisters.

 

She was about to harness the energy back in, deeming nothing out of the ordinary, when she touched the energy of the last group of men. She sucked in a sharp breath as her energy passed over the last man in the farthest corner, the one whose green-eyed stare was pointed directly at her.

 

Persephone could feel her heart stop beating, and the sounds in the room seemed to fade away, as she looked across the room.

 

This cannot be happening to me.

 

She could see him raise an eyebrow across the room. Turning her head, she refused to direct her stare in that direction. As the other slayers began to trickle in, she could feel the burn of his gaze on the side of her face.

 

The temptation to get up and leave was forefront in her mind, but then everyone else would know something was up. She heard a slight gasp to her left, and she knew Lexy had not only arrived but had spotted him as well.

 

Dimitri called the meeting to order, and everyone began to give their reports on what had occurred on each of their patrols. Persephone was, for once, glad she had patrolled with Dimitri that evening, because she didn’t have to speak. She wasn’t sure she could have if she needed to. She was much too aware of the man sitting in the corner.

 

He was the man whose memories Lexy wiped. He was currently staring in her direction, and hadn't looked away since she sat down. She dragged her eyes away from him, but only for a moment. When she looked back she was startled to see him walking in her direction. 

 

Persephone could feel her heartbeat speed up and her palms go sweaty. The closer he got to her, she could sense his pulse and some of the emotions rolling off of him, confusion, curiosity, lust, recognition. It was the lust that hit her hardest, but the recognition that stuck with her.

 

He shouldn’t have been able to remember anything about her. Apparently, the Fates had other ideas for her.

 

Trying to slow her breathing and appear cool and collected, Persephone raised her eyes to watch him walk the rest of the distance. He had a strong gait and a predatory look in his eyes. That did nothing to slow her heartbeat.

 

She closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them, he was standing right in front of her.

 

“Excuse me, darlin’, have we met before?”

 

Persephone’s skin broke out in goose bumps at the deep tone of his voice, the one that had been whispering to her in her dreams for the last few nights.

 

A small squeak was made to her left. Lexy, apparently, had been paying attention. She turned to give her sister a warning look before she turned her gaze back to his.

 

“No, I don’t believe we have.” She turned back to the group, where most of her sisters were intently watching her. Flashing them all what she hoped to be a “let’s get back to business” look, she prayed he would take the hint. But he didn't walk away, and her sisters stayed focused on her.

 

“I know this is awkward, but I have the feeling like I know you.”

 

She hated the confusion she could hear in his voice.

 

“Maybe I just have one of those faces. I can’t remember yours.” She closed her eyes briefly, knowing full well she hadn’t been able get his face out of her mind for days. She didn’t turn around, and she could hear his steps turn and head back toward his table.

 

She looked up and saw the questioning look on her sisters’ faces. Lexy gave her a pointed look, and Dimitri had an eyebrow raised in her direction.

 

“Anything we should know about, adelphi?” Dimitri searched her face, looking for clues. Persephone hoped the mask she had slid into place was concealing the emotions churning inside of her.

 

Not once but twice had she turned away from that man, and she was in turmoil over it. “Nothing I can’t handle.” She stood up from the table and nodded her head in the direction of her sisters before walking out the back door.

 

 

 

 

INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW

 

Thinking back on your first book, is there anything you would have done differently?

 

I was hesitant in the beginning about the sex scenes. Originally, I was writing for mainstream romance and I decided to make the change to erotic romance. I was worried about what my family would think, but after book one I decided that I wanted to write what made my happy. I wish my first book had had hotter sex and possibly another round of edits.

 

 

If you could spend a day with one of your characters, who would it be and why?

I love Daphne Brooks from Velvet and Lace. I think she has the best attitude on life and I think that it would be an incredibly entertaining day.

 

 

How do you keep your characters and stories organized?

I have to keep spreadsheets on all of my characters so that I can remember the simple details, such as eye color, hair color, height that sort of thing. I never forget their personalities or anything, but sometimes it is hard to remember the little details.

 

 

Have you ever gotten writer’s block? How do you get past it?

I get writer's block a lot more than I would like to admit. However, I like to talk to my characters. I pretend I am interviewing them and I ask them a lot of random questions so that I can get to know them better. I think that by having a well developed character, the story flows much better.

 

 

When is your favorite time of day to write?

I write best at night. I have always been a night owl and it seems that my best ideas always come to me when it's dark outside.

 

 

When and where can readers look forward to seeing you this year?

I have a lot to look forward this year, I'm hoping. I will be graduating from college this year and after that I will have a lot more time to write so I hope in the second half of the year I will have a lot more books released.