Hunter’s Rise is on sale for $1.99

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Heya… I just saw this on twitter, wanted to share.

HUNTER’S RISE is on sale (ebook!) for $1.99…

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Hunters Rise (2)

 

“You still want to go for a run, Toronto?”

He couldn’t speak.  For the life of him, he couldn’t say a damn word.

So instead, he gathered that dark, silky hair in one hand and slanted his mouth over hers.  As she met his kiss, he wrapped his free arm around her waist and hauled her against him.  Naked, her skin still warm from the bath, she fit him perfectly, those amazing curves aligning next to his body like she’d been made for him.

He growled against her lips as she rocked against him.

“I thought you said no grabby hands,” he muttered against her mouth.

“I wasn’t being completely honest…I planned to do plenty of grabbing.  I just wanted to do it my way.”  She pulled back a fraction, staring into his eyes, clear challenge written on her face.  “Is that a problem?

She was in his arms, naked.  “Hell, no.”

“Good.”  A pleased smile curled her lips as she stroked her hands along his waist, then dipped them under his shirt, pushing it up as she went until she could strip it away completely.

As it fell to the floor by the other one, she eased back, staring into his eyes for a long moment before lowering her gaze.  Toronto held still as she lifted her hands and curved them over his shoulders, stroking down, her fingers learning the planes and ridges of his body.  When she reached the small ring percing his left nipple, she paused. Lifting a brow, she touched it, tugging it lightly.  “Silver, Toronto?”

He shrugged.  “I got bored one night.”

“So you pierced yourself with silver.  You trying to poison yourself?”  She continued to toy with it, her skeptical gaze lingering on his face.

“I’m too strong for that little bit of silver to poison me.” He grinned at her, trying not to react while she played with the ring.  It shouldn’t feel that damn good, he knew it.  But while he was too strong for that bit of silver to poison him, that bit of silver piercing his flesh did make him damn sensitive there and it was almost painfully erotic to have her tugging on it like that.

“So you did this because you were bored?”  A wicked grin curved her lips.  “You get bored a lot?  What else did you pierce?”

Her gaze dropped low and a visceral, blistering punch of heat raced through him even as he instinctively winced.  “Not there, sweetheart.”  Although if it felt like that when she toyed with it?

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About the Hunters

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The series was canceled by the publisher early this year, as previously mentioned on the blog. I’m still getting a lot of emails asking about continuing the series, why I’m not pursuing self-publishing, why I’m not trying to continue with it…etc…

Sooooo…there are a number of reasons.  Time, money, the drop in sales, etc.

  1. The drop in sales…While writing is definitely what you can call a labor of love, just laboring on something isn’t going to help me meet my obligations as a person…as a mom with kids, as a wife, a partner in a marriage, etc.  We’ve got bills.  Loving to write and putting out words doesn’t meet those obligations.  Spending time on a series that isn’t paying out very well is taking away time from the books that are helping me to meet my obligations.  I realize boiling it down to the numbers isn’t anything readers want to hear, but it is something I have to consider. Something that really sucks is how many thousands of pirated copies of the Hunters books I’ve had to fight to get off the net…maybe if even 10% more of those who had pirated had just bought the damn books instead, I might consider investing the time in trying to pursue it, but I’ve seen the numbers on my end and I just don’t know it’s the wisest biz decision.
  2. Money… Yes, that word again, but not for the same reasons.  Self-publishing is expensive. Contrary to what some people make it out to be, you don’t just slap a book together and throw it up on Kindle/Nook.  I invested close to $1000 upfront for formatting, editing, covers, distribution and promo on Blade Song and the sequel cost more, because the editorial work on Blade Song (typos, etc) wasn’t as good as it could have been, so I invested in a better line editor for book 2.  This series is going very well, though, and it’s worth it, on my end, because I’ve seen that investment pay off.  I will be honest…if I hadn’t seen a return on that investment, and a profit, I wouldn’t have gone forward with book two.  I can’t spend money and time on something that isn’t going to work out, business wise.  And it all comes back to that, in the end. I love writing.  I want to do this for the rest of my life.  Which means, I have to make wise business decisions…if I’m spending time and money on things that aren’t working out for me, (that means…making a profit)…then I can’t keep writing, I have to go back to nursing and there are no more books. Considering the drop in sales with the Hunter series, I question whether it would be a wise decision to pursue self-publishing it, especially with the upfront cost.  Plus…I can’t afford it at this point.
  3. Time… This is a doozy.  There are 24 hours in a day and nothing we do or say will change that fact.  I can only write for so many hours in a day and a certain amount of that time has to be focused on contracted projects.  Those projects come with deadlines and I have to keep my deadlines.  I love my editors and I want them to be happy with me and I also have readers who kind of want those other projects done, too.  Basically, I do have other commitments and I can only do so much.  At some point, something has to give. I can’t chase after every option that might be out there to try and keep that series alive, especially when it’s been in a slump.  It just never caught the interest it needed to stay alive for the long haul.

At some point, everything has to end.  Hunter’s Rise was a solid book and Toronto was one character I definitely wanted to get to.  I had that chance.

Does this mean I’ll absolutely never write another Hunter book? I don’t believe in saying never.  But it would take a pretty impressive thing to get me to consider it, and I’d have to have more time on the table first. Who knows…maybe paranormal will swing back around again and the sales will spike.  If there’s enough reader interest in it, I can look at it later down the road, but at this point?  I just can’t.

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Dear people who keep hunting for “free download of the HUNTERS”

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**UTA: this post is in no way directed at those who’ve helped support my books by… ya know… obtaining them legally. Libraries, buying them, trading thru used bookstores, all of that is actually legit and legally and it didn’t add to the death of the series. Pirates, though? Please… read on.

Gee… did you land on this page because you were looking for FREE DOWNLOADS OF THE HUNTER BOOKS?

Did you know the series was cancelled? Want to know why?

LOW SALES.

Those FREE downloads you keep looking for? They weren’t free. They cost me a series, they cost me money…and they also cost you future books.

No love,

Shiloh

courtesy of Mandy M Roth

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More on the Hunters series….

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First… pardon the website insanity.  I’m fiddling.

Okay…more on the Hunter books.

 

Again, Hunter’s Rise is the last one.

I had several people ask me if there wasn’t any other way to keep it going.  And more than a few…ah, outright tell me that I just had to do more.

So…here’s the deal.

The sales are dropping.  That’s why the publisher ended it.  I’m going to go ahead and address the questions I’ve been asked on twitter, in email, and several times at RT.

Could I self publish it?

In theory… yes.  But people need to understand that writing is my job.

It’s my paying job… it’s how my bills are paid.  It’s how we buy food.  How I pay for medical bills. How we pay the utilities, etc.  In short…it’s my job… I quit my nursing job to write and if money isn’t coming in steadily from writing, I go back to nursing.

It’s how I provide for my kids.  Generally, my longer length books go to New York and they pay me an advance.  That advance is money that covers bills, food, etc while I’m writing a book.  If I self-publish…that money isn’t there.

Self-publishing the right way is expensive and don’t let anybody tell you different.  I’ve spent hundreds of dollars getting just one story edited.  That’s just one phase of editing.  Books go through several phases.  That was also a shorter story.  Longer stories will cost more and I will never ever publish a book without getting it edited.

Costs included would be:

  • editing for the plot/content, etc
  • copyedting for typos/misspellings/consistency
  • cover art
  • formatting (I’m done doing it myself.  It’s too much)
  • all promo…usually the publisher does some to get in front of the eyes of booksellers and that doesn’t happen with self publishing.  It’s all me.

This can add up to hundreds of dollars and if you want to do it well?  It’s probably going to be a lot more, into the thousands.  If I’m serious about selfpublishing, I had to do it the right way.

All of this with no promise of a return.  One of my selfpublished (and I’m not talking a backlist book or a short story…I’m talking an original book) earned under $500 in one year.

I can’t make that kind of gamble.

All of this expense must be paid before the writer will ever see a red cent. And…all of this is done when I should be working on the stories that I can sell, guaranteed to publishers who have proven to me that they will help me bring in the money that I need to meet my responsibilities.

I’m not trying to sound mercenary.  But just like you, I’m a person…I’m a mom, I’m a wife.  My husband and I each carry out fair share in this house and it’s too big a gamble to take months of time on several books that haven’t been selling all that well anyway.

Writing is a craft and it’s an art…but it’s also a business.

 

Could I take it back to my epubs?

Again, in theory… yes.  But I’m already writing a series for them that’s fairly profitable.  I can only logically work in so much.  I’m thinking about a light RS series that would be novella length with them.  I can’t do three different series for them.  It’s too much.

I also have issues with the fact these are longer books.  I can’t 4 months out of my writing schedule to spend writing on books that just aren’t doing well.

People often think that writing is all about the book, all about the art of creating a story.  That is very much a part of it.

But we also have to look at the business aspect.  The writer who doesn’t do that is often the writer who doesn’t keep writing.  I don’t plan on being on those writers.

All series have to end at some point.  Hunter’s Rise was probably one of the best Hunter books I’ve written in a while, if not the best one.  It had two unique characters.

I also had two stories I really wanted to tell… Nessa’s, and Toronto’s.  If it had to end, maybe this was a good time to let it end.

I wish it didn’t have to come to this point, but with sales slumping off, people and business have to make hard decisions.  The publisher had to make theirs… I’m making mine.

I hope you understand.

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So long to a series…

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So I have sad news.  Berkley isn’t buying any more Hunter books.  At this point, it looks like Hunter’s Rise will be the final book.

Sales have been dropping off and when that happens, publishers just aren’t too keen to keep on buying.  Writers love words but numbers often dictate how do things and this is one of those instances.  Numbers made the call here and mine have just sucked lately.  When the sales aren’t there, things like this happen.

It kind of sucks because I had a really cool idea to reboot things and flip it on it’s head.

Now I don’t know what I’ll do with it.  Before people rush to offer suggestions, please keep in mind I’m familiar with them…I’m not ruling out the idea of going digital with it again, but this series reboot would be pretty complex and longer, more complex ideas aren’t always the easiest things to do with my epubs.  Self publishing it isn’t ideal because it’s a lot of hard work and there’s very little guarantee of making much money.

I also have to work in whatever I do around the projects I plan to fill my plate with and longer projects aren’t always doable.  This would be a longer project.

I very much appreciate all the readers who’ve supported the series over the years.  If at any point I can continue with it, I’ll be sure to update the news here at my site.

In the meantime, if you can send it off with a bang, I’d very much appreciate it.

As with most of my Hunter books, this one works wonderfully as a standalone and it won’t matter if you haven’t read the other books in the series.  You can read an excerpt here or you can preorder at any of the links below.

 B & N | Amazon | Indiebound | Book Depository | BAMM

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Bloggers…want a free copy of Hunters Declan & Tori?

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Hey bloggers…Want to get a free copy of Hunters: Declan and Tori? If you help me spread the word about the reissue, you might be able to…

This fall, the rights on the Hunters books started reverting back to me.  I plan on reissuing them all, with great covers, at lower prices.  The first one, Hunters Declan and Tori is at $2.99 and it’s out now.

Reissues, especially self-released ones, don’t exactly get the promo push that new releases do, and of course, word of mouth is everything.

So, if you help me get the word out, I’ll give away some down loads of Hunters: Declan and Tori

All you have to do to enter is post the info between the ______________ and then leave me the link here. I’ll draw 5 bloggers to get a copy.  No review necessary, although if you want to review it, hey, you’re more than welcome to.

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Reissued at a new, lower price…available at ARe  Nook & Kindle

Book 1

Tori McAdams was a sensible woman. She didn’t believe in hocus-pocus, she didn’t believe in ghosts, and she definitely didn’t believe in vampires…not until the night she was attacked by one. Alone, starving and afraid, she doesn’t know what’s happening but at least she had somebody to turn to…

Declan Reilly was normally the last person she’d go to for help, but now he was the first on her list. He can help; she knows he can. She never could have planned on what happens next, though…the sexy detective is so much more than he appears.

Warning: This book contains violence, sex, more violence, a maniacal murderer, sex, more violence, and a menage or two thrown in for good measure. There are also sighs, happy endings, a romance, a hero, a heroine, and a little bit of falling in love.

**Please note this work has been previously published. While it’s been edited, no new material has been added.

Read an excerpt

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The excerpt link goes to http://www.shilohwalker.com/website/?page_id=39

You can use this to grab the cover …

Hunters Declan and Tori
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Yay! Drake made it!

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Drake Bennett from Beg Me made it to the next round of Summer’s Hottest Hero! That means…votes are open again, and you can vote again!

IMPORTANT…Seriously.  Er…pretty please, guys…only vote once. Please don’t offer or try to vote more than once. Yes, I’m competitive as hell, but if I win something, I wanna know I won fair and square. I can’t win fair and square if people are voting more than once-I don’t even like offers of extra votes.

You can go vote again, though, now.  It’s round three, the slate is clean and everybody gets to vote again!  Yay! Go, vote!  And if you vote for me?  Awesome!!!!  Is contest! I like contests!  And if I win?  I win cool stuffs!  I like winning cool stuffs!  It makes me happy…

And now…since I skipped the Friday 56 for this shameless bit of self promo-I shall post a mini excerpt from the current WIP.  It’s a Hunter book.  Dunno about the release date.  Will post when I know.

Stroking the edge of her knife with her thumb, she eased her way into the darker shadows of the room.

Even before she saw the moonlight shining off his pale hair, she knew.

He was down there, in the backyard, waiting for her.  And damn it.  He’d hauled her bike out.  Bastard.  He was leaning against it, leather stretching over those long thighs, a black T-shirt clinging to his lean chest.  He had that blond hair pulled back in a neat tail at the nape of his neck and he looked good enough to eat.  In many, many ways.

Her fangs pulsed.

Lower, much lower, other things pulsed.  Because she knew he’d be aware, she figured she’d hide one hunger within another. Standing in the open window sill, keeping her knife hand free , she murmured, “Oh, look.  It’s Meals on Wheels.”

He grinned at her.  And then he leaped. Sylvia fell back, moving away from the window even as part of her wished she could stand there and just watch him move—

She pulled another knife, but didn’t bother hiding that one.  He’d go for the one she’d left in open view, she hoped.

He came through the window, almost silent, a grin on his lips, his blue eyes glinting with humor.  That hot, rich scent of his flooded her head and suddenly, she had to swallow.  It was that, or start drooling.

“Delivery service.”  She waggled her knife at him.  “I like that.”

“That mouth of yours ever get you in trouble, Sylvia?”

 

 

 

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Dominic

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I mentioned a few weeks ago, Dominic was first introduced in HUNTERS: RAFE & SHEILA…

Here’s the scene.

Dominic had been the first man, since Rafe, whose touch hadn’t left her cold. There had been a few others she’d considered, but their touches had made her skin crawl.

Until Dom.

His resemblance to Rafe was unmistakable. Physically, at least.

But beyond that… Dominic was a romantic. Dominic treated her like a person, not just a fuck toy.
He was a ladies’ man and he appreciated her, didn’t want just a quick fuck from her whenever he felt horny. Oh, she knew he wanted sex. Hell, he was a guy. But he bothered to spend time with her…had actually wanted to.

Rafe couldn’t have cared less once his dick slid out of her.

With a tremendous act of will, she shoved Rafe’s face from her mind as she collapsed against Dom’s broad chest, the fingers of one hand absently caressing the gold hoop that ran through one nipple. He’d switched it to gold. She had shied away in instinctive fear when she’d seen it, and lied that she was allergic to silver. Well, not really a lie—silver was definitely not good for her health.

He had removed the hoop that night, and the next night there was a gold one there instead. She had greatly enjoyed tugging on that tiny piece of metal with her teeth.

“Damn—that was amazing,” Dom murmured, his voice thick, sluggish. She kept the move casual as she rested her hand on his heart. She knew she hadn’t taken too much, but still…the paranoia was always there.

He was a wonderful guy. He didn’t deserve the life of a vampire.

She stroked her hand down his chest once she had reassured herself that he was fine. Just a little woozy.

“Mmmm…tell me. Go to sleep, baby. You had a long day,” she whispered, cuddling in against him as close as she could.

“You be here when I wake up, sugar?”

She hedged. “I don’t know, Dom. Depends on how late you sleep,” she said, already knowing she’d be gone in a few hours. Couldn’t take that chance.

But he was already asleep, the deep, steady sighs of breath escaping him as he shifted slightly on the pillow.

As she sat up, she felt it.

The anger in the air.

Anger, hell.

That was too tepid a word for what she was sensing. A deep, burning rage that battered at her mind until an artificial red seeped in—run off from his rage.

Her belly pitched and she felt the fangs that had slid back into their sheaths drive back out with a speed that startled her. Danger…

Rising from the bed, she tossed the heavy banner of her golden curls behind her shoulder. Damn it. Something from her world had found her here, with her lover, and it would put him in danger.

Over my dead body, she thought furiously, her eyes flying around the room, searching for the intruder she sensed, but couldn’t see.

“Actually, Belle, I’d rather it be his,” a low, furious voice whispered.

She spun around and saw Rafe standing at the edge of the bed, staring down at Dom with a rage so great that his eyes burned red with it. He gripped his sword in one hand, the other stroked idly up and down the edge as he stared at Dominic.

Sheila felt the fear that had flooded her dissipating as she studied Rafe. “Oh, it’s just you,” she said, her tone bored. Flicking her eyes to his blade, she smirked a little. “I see you still carry around your security blanket.”

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