It’s been a little over a year since my debut novella came out. Tower in the Woods will always hold a special place in my heart since its publication convinced me I might have a shot at this writer thing after all. The feedback I’ve gotten over the past year has taught me some valuable lessons about the industry. I’ve become a savvier writer since January 2013 and will continue to improve in the years to come. But my apocalyptic Rapunzel retelling with a zombie twist was the best it could be at the time, and I’ve never regretted sending it out into the world.
Since authors are often the harshest critics of their own works, it’s nice to get positive encouragement once in a while. Tower in the Woods has been nominated for the RONE Awards at In D’Tale Magazine (novella category), and this is my blatant attempt to get your vote.
You can check out their review of the book here: http://indtale.com/reviews/paranormal-urban-fantasy/tower-woods
If you feel up to signing in and/or creating an account to vote (by April 6th), you can do so at this link: http://indtale.com/2014-rone-awards-week-four
Either way, here’s the blurb and an excerpt from my very fist book (just in case you’re curious). And if you’d rather go for a Little Red Riding Hood retelling, Book 2 in the series is Catching Red.
Raised by the Women’s Independent Territory Church (WITCH), Nel Zapur is a skilled sniper tasked to eliminate zombies. Never having once laid eyes on a man, she has been a prisoner in her tower for eleven long years. A fateful snowstorm leads a mysterious stranger to her window, and saving him may prove to be the best and worst decision of her life.
Special Agent Dane Prince was sent to gather intelligence on the WITCH, and his journey leads him to a mysterious tower in the woods. Snowed in with a virginal member of the feminist cult, Dane is determined to use the situation to his advantage. Not only will Nel provide him with the information he needs, she will also learn to submit to his every desire.
Based on the Grimm’s fairy tale “Rapunzel”, Tower In the Woods is a post-apocalyptic thriller, complete with zombies, snipers, a fateful snowstorm and…a hot, alpha male!
Content Notes: Hot Explicit Romance, Light BDSM Practices or Play, Short Non-Essential F/F Scene
“You’re not going to shoot me,” the man replied calmly. “You’ve never shot a human, have you, sweetheart?”
“My name is Nel,” she corrected instinctively. She knew what sweetheart meant, but she didn’t understand why he called her that. It was a term of endearment and they barely knew each other.
The man took another step toward her, and for the life of her Nel couldn’t figure out why she didn’t just pull the trigger. “I’m Dane. Dane Prince,” he offered, his voice low and soothing. “Nel, I want you to put down that gun.”
“It’s not a gun, it’s a pistol,” she corrected again, moving reflexively backward and nearly tripping over a box of ammunition on the floor. There wasn’t much room to maneuver as the area was stocked full of food, supplies, and bullets. The entirety of her quarters took up less than five hundred square feet and most of it was covered in boxes and stacks of books.
“You’re right. Guns are in ships and very big. Have you ever seen one?” the man asked as he continued to crowd into her space.
Nel shook her head and her voice came out in an unfamiliar squeak. “I’ve seen pictures. Please, don’t come any farther. I don’t want to hurt you.” She realized once she spoke her body trembled, something that rarely happened, not even when it got so cold her water supply froze.
“You’re not going to hurt me. I know that now. You’re not a killer; you’re just a girl,” he argued even as he stopped in front of her, so close the barrel of her pistol dug into his jacket.
“I’m too old to be called a girl,” Nel corrected one last time. She found it difficult to breathe, air coming into her lungs in shallow gasps. She should have listened to Mother Gothel, should have realized this man’s very presence would mess with her mind. What was she going to do now that she had let this very dangerous entity into her home? He was right. She didn’t have it in her to pull the trigger.
“Yeah. I noticed that,” the man remarked with a wicked grin.
Less than a second later, he grabbed her weapon and easily twisted it out of her grasp. Before Nel had time to react, she found herself pinned by the man’s weight onto the floor, her small body completely imprisoned in a warm cage of hard muscle stronger than any steel.
About the Author:
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, fantasy worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, her characters are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com