Cover & Blurb: Myth Adventures (Mojo Mysteries 3)

MythAdventures72webI’m so thrilled with this beautiful cover, by super talented artist KanaxaMyth Adventures is scheduled for release from Samhain Publishing October 6th, 2015. Blurb is below, and I will post an excerpt once the edits are done. Enjoy!


© Copyright 2015 Ally Blue

Something evil is going down in Atlanta…

Adrian Broussard and Greg Woodhall are attending OutlantaCon, Atlanta’s annual gay geek conference, and are looking forward to a weekend of cosplay and general nerdy fun. As they mingle with other conference goers, though, Adrian feels a strange, cold energy emanating from a man dressed as a satyr.

 Encounters with storybook creatures roaming the streets only increase the chilly tendrils teasing Adrian’s sixth sense—strong enough to cause disturbing visions of Greg’s existence being erased.

When a girl at the conference goes missing, then turns up dead, clues literally drop in their laps as Adrian begins to fear the cold, alien energy is engulfing the whole city. And in danger of swallowing up his lover. 

To Adrian’s horror, his worst nightmare is realized. Now both he and Greg must call on reserves of strength and resourcefulness they never knew they possessed to save Atlanta, and each other.

[Warning: This book contains weird critters, Hell-Lanta, regular Atlanta, a creepy escalator, awesome cosplay geeks, temples that aren’t (but totally are), and liberal use of mojo mind powers.]

This entry was posted on May 15, 2015.

Butt Riders on the Range now available

ButtRidersOnTheRange_cvr (Final)Butt Riders on the Range is now available from Wilde City Press! This is the fourth in the Butt-thology series and the second in which I’ve taken part. In this one, the theme is cowboys/Westerns. Each of the authors approached the theme from a different angle, and the result is fun, fascinating, and fresh. I hope y’all enjoy it!

Do you imagine blazing gun battles, bandits, and saloons with watered-down drinks when you think of cowboys and the West? We don’t. Our minds go right to horse shifters, bull shifters, were-leopards, urban wannabes, an interrupted journey along Route 66, a man of mystery named Dr. Feel-Good, and high noon at the edge of the galaxy! The fourth time’s the charm as the Butt-Thology authors saddle up, ride their men hard, and put ‘em away wet.

Butt Riders on the Range…the bulls aren’t the only ones being grabbed by the horns!


Here’s an excerpt from my contribution to the anthology, “The Five Hells War.”


© Copyright 2015 Ally Blue

When the latest Cavendish minion arrived to try and buy out his ranch, Rocky was standing on top of a step stool with both hands inside a boomer cow.

“Tell him to fuck off,” Rocky instructed his foreman through clenched teeth. “I’m busy.” He turned the calf in his grip as gently as he could. The cow honked at him, shuffling her wide feet nervously. He leaned a shoulder against her broad, yellow and white speckled hindquarters. “Easy there, Jezabell. We’re almost there, sweetheart.”

In the barn door, the foreman, Jackson, cleared his throat. “I already told him that. He said he won’t leave till you talk to him.”

Great jumping jackalopes.

Rocky dipped his head and used his rolled-up sleeve to mop the sweat from his face. “What’s this asshole’s name?”

“Balthazar Shellenbarger.” Jackson’s boots shuffled on the barn floor. “He’s a lawyer, Rocky.”

Jez’s womb contracted. Rocky tugged with slow, steady pressure, and one of the calf’s long legs popped free. Only one more to go. Then came the tricky part—the head. He couldn’t afford to lose focus now. He didn’t have enough boomers to lose a calf to one of Jez’s breech births.

“You go tell Mister B.S. Lawyerman that I’m up to my elbows in a goddamn cow, so he can either fuck the hell off, or make himself useful and come help me deliver this calf.” He spared a quick glance at Jackson, who still hovered in the doorway looking uncertain. “Go on, now. Tell him.”

Jackson sighed. “Okay. But he’s not gonna like it.” He turned on his heel and marched off toward the big house Rocky owned but hardly ever used except for receiving visitors.

“He’s not supposed to fucking like it,” Rocky muttered to the boomer baby slowly emerging wrong end first from its mama.

He’d tried being polite when the Cavendish Family Farms governing board first started sending underlings out to Five Hells Ranch with their offers to buy him out. No thank you, he’d told them, matching fake smile for fake smile and glibness for glibness. Five Hells isn’t for sale. No thanks, no thanks, no thanks.

He’d started telling them to fuck off when the offers began to arrive accompanied with veiled threats and the minions’ smiles became hard and cold, and he realized they weren’t going to take no for an answer. Eventually, they were going to escalate.

This was the first time they’d sent a lawyer. Rocky figured that meant escalation had arrived.

“Bring it, bitches,” he declared to Jez, her partially born calf, and the couple of other pregnant cows in the barn. He might be surrounded by Cavendish boomer ranches, but he’d die before he sold the ranch his great-grandparents had built up from the dust of this fucking planet.

The ring of boot heels on banjo wood announced the arrival of the Cavendish lawyer in the barn. Rocky kept his attention on his work, easing the last gangly, gory leg free from Jez’s uterus. “Just in time, Lawyerman. I’m gonna need that bulb there any minute now.” He nodded at the rubber suction bulb the size of his forearm lying at the ready in a bucket of warm water at the foot of the stepladder. “Hand it up to me when I tell you.”

He heard the queasy gulp and couldn’t decide whether to laugh or curse. In the end, he did neither, because Jez’s body spit out the rest of the calf with one last mighty contraction and Rocky had his hands full—literally—making sure the baby didn’t arrive dead of a broken neck. Boomers were tough, hardy animals, damn near impossible to kill, but their relatively long necks made a breech birth particularly dangerous.

A quick glance showed Rocky that Jackson had gone back to his work and Lawyerman wasn’t going to be any help. In fact, he looked sick.

With a deep sigh, Rocky climbed off the stepstool, the slippery new calf cradled in his arms. “Never mind. I got it.” He scooped the bulb out of the bucket, squeezed it flat, shoved the business end into the baby’s throat, and let the bulb reinflate.

He did it twice more, slurping out about half a liter of amniotic fluid and shooting it into the bucket, before the baby’s ribs expanded and it let out a high-pitched squeal. Rocky grinned. “There you go, little guy.” He carried the calf to Jez, who’d stretched out on the straw to rest after her ordeal, and laid him at her teat to suckle. “I think I’ll name him Squeaky. What d’you think, Lawyerman?”

The silence behind him was absolute. He turned, raising his eyebrows at the human cog in the Cavendish machine. The man stood rooted to the floor, mouth hanging open beneath a thick black mustache shot through with silver, dark eyes wide. He blinked and focused a curious gaze on Rocky. “Do you name all of them?”

Rocky shrugged. “I used to. But there’s too many of ’em these days. Now I only name the ones I deliver myself.” He scratched Jezabell’s long nose when she lifted her head. “I’ve delivered all of hers. She almost always has breech babies. Don’t you, old girl?”

The lawyer studied Jez with intense interest for a second, then stared at Rocky like he’d done something fascinating. “Isn’t it dangerous to deliver them yourself? Why don’t you call the veterinarian to do it?”

Okay, that was a surprise. Cavendish minions had never shown any concern for Rocky’s boomers before, except as profit the company wasn’t getting. It intrigued him to the point where he almost didn’t notice the other thing wrong with what Shellenbarger had said.

“We don’t have a vet out here, mister.” Rocky pointed a still-bloody finger at the man. “You can thank your bosses for that.”

Shellenbarger shook his head. “I don’t understand.”

Peering into his eyes, Rocky saw honest puzzlement. “Wow, they don’t tell you people much, do they?” He strolled over to the sink, turned on the water with his elbow and scrubbed his hands under the lukewarm flow. “All the Cavendish ranches employ their own vets. I can’t afford one. So I’ve learned how to take care of my animals myself.”

Lawyerman’s eyebrows pulled together. “But I met the local veterinarian. He drove me from the train station into town.”

The light dawned then, and Rocky laughed so hard his stomach hurt, while Shellenbarger’s cheeks went red. “Sorry,” he gasped when he could breathe again. “But Dr. Kage isn’t a vet. He’s a retired proctologist. He likes to have a little fun with any new people who come around. The last newbie who showed up thought he was a famous brain surgeon for a whole fucking month. Oh, man.” He turned off the water and rubbed his wet hands over his face. The coolness felt good. “Okay, Shellenbarger. Let’s get to the point. If you’re here to make me an offer for the ranch, you can turn your fancy ass right around and go back to Danu, ’cause Five Hells is not now nor will it ever be, for sale.” He crossed his arms and aimed a your move, asshole look at the Cavendish man.

Shellenbarger sighed as if the whole thing was a terrible burden. He took off his wide-brimmed black hat and wiped sweat from his forehead with a linen cloth from his coat pocket. Strands of black hair escaped from his neat ponytail—the latest style for men in the Galactic Center, Rocky had heard—to curl around high cheekbones and a strong jaw. He was handsome, Rocky realized. Tall, wide-shouldered, narrow-hipped, big dark eyes and a lower lip Rocky kind of wanted to suck on like a hard candy.

Too bad he was a pampered Center fancy. Would probably cry like a baby if he got a damned splinter. Rocky had no patience with that sort.

Or maybe that was good. The last thing Rocky needed was to get sexually involved with one of Cavendish’s people.

“I’m not here to make you an offer,” Fancy Pants said, breaking the stretch of quiet and startling Rocky out of his musings.

“Okay. That’s new.” Rocky scratched his neck where the sweat ran down from his hairline into his collar. “What the hell’re you doing here, then?”

Fancy drew himself up straight and held his hat in front of his chest like a shield. The effect was strangely formal, and apprehension curled in Rocky’s stomach.

The man licked his lips and stared directly into Rocky’s eyes. “I’m truly sorry, Mr. Flint. But Cavendish isn’t asking this time. They’re taking you to court, and they’re taking Five Hells Ranch.”

This entry was posted on April 29, 2015.

Down, now available

Down_400x600My long-awaiting horror novel Down is now officially available from Riptide Publishing. Excitement! Yay! Go forth and purchase! Also, don’t forget to follow along with the blog tour this week. Drop by and comment on any of the blog stops for a chance to win a $15 Riptide store credit.

Read the first three chapters and buy the book on the Riptide website. Also available on Amazon and B&N, and probably your other favorite third party retailers as well.


© Copyright 2015 Ally Blue

Seven thousand meters below the ocean’s surface, the crew of the BathyTech 3 mineral mining facility has found something remarkable: a rock-like sphere of unknown material and origin.

For Mo Rees, the discovery calls to his inner explorer and adds color to his dull miner’s life. Even better than the promise of new knowledge is the unexpected connection he forges with Dr. Armin Savage-Hall, leader of the team brought down to study the thing.

For Armin, the object is the find of a lifetime. It could prove his controversial theories and secure his scientific reputation. And Mo is a fascinating bonus.

Then crew members start behaving strangely. Worse, they start to change: their eyes glow purple, their teeth sharpen. Then the violence begins, the brutal deaths. As BathyTech descends deeper into chaos, the surviving crew works desperately to find the cause of the horrors around them. What they uncover could annihilate the human race. And they can’t stop it.

This entry was posted on April 20, 2015.

Down blog tour, coming soon to an internet tube near you!

Down_TourBannerMy first full-lenth horror novel, Down, releases from Riptide Publishing on April 20th, and I’ll be touring around the internet to celebrate and talk about my awesome new book. Please come and join me on my blog tour! There will be a prize! Also many awesome and fascinating posts written by me 😀 Here’s the tour schedule. I hope to see y’all around the webs!

(p.s. You can read the first couple of chapters and pre-order the book for a discount on the Riptide website!)

April 20, 2015  –  The Novel Approach
April 20, 2015  –  Rainbow Gold Reviews
April 21, 2015  –  Prism Book Alliance
April 22, 2015  –  Love Bytes Reviews
April 22, 2015  –  Book Reviews and More by Kathy
April 23, 2015  –  Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words
April 23, 2015  –  MM Good Book Reviews
April 24, 2015  –  TTC Books and More


This entry was posted on April 17, 2015.

Cover Reveal: Butt Riders on the Range

ButtRidersOnTheRange_cvr (Final)The upcoming cowboy-themed anthology Butt Riders on the Range — releasing April 29th from Wilde City Press — has a cover! Isn’t it lovely? Mmmmm. **admires** This multi-author anthology contains “The Five Hells War,” my futuristic outer space version of the Fancy Man from Back East Comin’ Ta Take Mah Ranch tale. As soon as I get through edits, I’ll post an excerpt. In the meantime, here’s the blurb for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!


Do you imagine blazing gun battles, bandits, and saloons with watered-down drinks when you think of cowboys and the West? We don’t. Our minds go right to horse shifters, bull shifters, were-leopards, urban wannabes, an interrupted journey along Route 66, a man of mystery named Dr. Feel-Good, and high noon at the edge of the galaxy! The fourth time’s the charm as the Butt-Thology authors saddle up, ride their men hard, and put ‘em away wet.

Butt Riders on the Range…the bulls aren’t the only ones being grabbed by the horns!


Check it out on the Wilde City website, and bookmark for the release!

This entry was posted on March 27, 2015.

Website update!

Yep, I’ve updated the Work In Progress page, making it a WIP/Coming Soon page and adding some stuff to it as well as updating the existing stuff. Also added a page for Down, with cover goodness, blurbage, and excerpt, so go check it out! You can also go see a really super long excerpt on the Riptide website, and I’m including the cover here for your viewing pleasure because, come on. LOOK AT IT! It’s fabulous, right? **admires**


Fiction With Friction Reboot

For many years, my critique partners and I had a group blog called Fiction With Friction. It was a lot of fun and we loved it. Hopefully our readers loved it too. It ran its course, and we closed it a few months ago. Now we’ve rebooted it as a Facebook group. The basic idea is the same — we’ll all post about our books, our writing, our new releases, etc. Maybe we’ll even resurrect the fun and popular holiday short stories :) It’s a work in progress! In fact, we haven’t even settled on a header yet, LOL. But we’re excited to have our little group back in a shiny new space. Come on over, join the group, and say hi!

This entry was posted on December 6, 2014.

Cover reveal for DOWN

For those of you who have been anxiously awaiting the cover for my upcoming horror novel Down (releasing from Riptide Publishing in April 2015), it’s finally here! The awesome blog Horror Novel Reviews is hosting an exclusive cover reveal today. Check it out right here!

Also, Down is now available for pre-order on the Riptide website. Go forth and order for cheap, and get your name in the hat for free Riptide books for a year!

This entry was posted on November 19, 2014.


Dear readers, the Samhain website has undergone an overhaul in the past few days. It’s looking pretty spiffy — go and see! — but the links for the books have changed. Which means me going through my website and changing aaaaaaallll my Samhain book links from the old ones to the new ones. Seeing as how I have a fair number of books with them, this may take a while. Y’all bear with me.

And please, if you notice any Samhain book links that take you to a maintenance image rather than an active book page, feel free to email me or contact me through the form here on my website and let me know. Just give me a couple of days first to switch them all over :) Thanks in advance for your patience! Hugs to all!

This entry was posted on October 1, 2014.

GRL authors FREE books – cover reveal

Okay, y’all, listen up. Last year at GRL, the supporting authors all got together to give away an awesome book of excerpts and short stories to all the folks who came to the signing. This year, featured and supporting authors will each be giving away books chock full of fabulous excerpts and original short stories. Yay! Anyone who’s in the Chicago area next month for the supporting author signing on October 16th and/or the featured author signing on October 18th, please stop by and pick up your free copy! Both booksignings are open to the public.

Here’s the cover for the featured author’s book. Isn’t it gorgeous? The one for the attending authors is similar, the colors are just a little different. Artist is the very talented LC Chase :)

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This entry was posted on September 24, 2014.