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Showing posts with label By the Light of Dawn. Show all posts
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Tuesday, December 15, 2020
New covers for the Morgan and Grant series
The new covers for In the Absence of Light and By the Light of Dawn.
I hired someone to create a more modern look for the books. Let me know what you guys think!
For years Grant Kessler has smuggled goods from one end of the world to the next. When business turns in a direction Grant isn’t willing to follow he decides to retire and by all appearances he settles down in a nowhere town called Durstrand. But his real plan is to wait a few years and let the FBI lose interest, then move on to the distant coastal life he’s always dreamed of.
Severely autistic, Morgan cannot look people in the eye, tell left from right, and has uncontrolled tics. Yet he’s beaten every obstacle life has thrown his way. And when Grant Kessler moves into town Morgan isn’t a bit shy in letting the man know how much he wants him.
While the attraction is mutual, Grant pushes Morgan away. Like the rest of the world he can’t see past Morgan’s odd behaviors
Then Morgan shows Grant how light lets you see but it also leaves you blind. And once Grant opens his eyes, he loses his heart to the beautiful enigma of a man who changes the course of his life.
Amazon: https://amzn.to/33Qryim
This is a follow up to the novel In the Absence of Light.
A handmade sailboat helped bring Morgan back to Grant but he never imagined they would put it in the water.
Then Morgan sees something in the light that sets Grant on a mission to get them to the middle of the ocean. An unknown destination they have to be at when the sun rises.
It’s important enough that Morgan is willing to leave Durstrand. Important enough that he’ll face the challenges of his autism.
So important, it could even be a matter of life and death.
By The Light of Dawn happens at the same time The Darkest Hour (Jeff’s story) takes place and contains mild spoilers as well as teasers. The plot points revealed are the same ones that were revealed at the end of In the Absence of Light.
Amazon: https://amzn.to/3iW16tR
Saturday, December 5, 2020
Cover Re-reveal December 15 for The Morgan and Grant series
The Morgan and Grant series is getting a cover makeover!
Saturday, November 7, 2020
Did you preorder a print copy of ITAOL and/or BTLOD? There has been a SNAFU with the form!!
I, MinionS, deleted the order form...
please fill it out again if you would like a print copy of In the Absence of Light and/or By the Light of Dawn to help fund the audiobook of ITAOL.
If you order them from me, I will include artwork of Morgan and Grant. If you don't want print copies you can buy just the artwork. Shipping is included for the US. International people will need to pay for shipping. My experience has been around $24 for shipping.
You won't be charged until I get ready to order the books. You will be sent a Paypal invoice at that time.
*The artwork can be ordered after the form is closed...contact me (or Sharon) and once you pay it will be sent out to you!
****PATREONS****
If you are in the $12 tier (or the old $7 tier) you do not have to order a copy of BTLOD or the artwork. You will be getting it along with your copy of Sicarii soon. Check Patreon for more details :)
*If you are a lower tier patron you get your discount.
Fill out the form and under special instruction let me know you are a patron and what tier you are at and your invoice will reflect your discount.
$1 per month *10% off future printed books
$3 per month *20% off of future printed books
$5 per month *30% off of future printed books
$7 per month *40% off of future printed books
$12 per month (see above)
Scroll to the bottom of the form to give instructions on how you want it signed.
Thursday, October 15, 2020
Release Day: By the Light of Dawn (Morgan and Grant Adventure) by Adrienne Wilder + giveaway
Morgan and Grant's adventure starts today!
Jeff's story (The Darkest Hour) was supposed to be the next book in this series. I've got most of it written but I realized Morgan/Grant's part in their story needed to be told first so Jeff's story would make sense.
BTLOD was going to be a novella but Morgan and Grant had a lot to say and it turned into a book. I missed Morgan and it was wonderful to write him again.
*There could be more Morgan and Grant sailing adventures in the future too ;)
by Adrienne Wilder
October 15, 2020
By the Light of Dawn
by Adrienne Wilder
October 15, 2020
This is a follow up to the novel In the Absence of Light.
A handmade sailboat helped bring Morgan back to Grant but he never imagined they would put it in the water.
Then Morgan sees something in the light that sets Grant on a mission to get them to the middle of the ocean. An unknown destination they have to be at when the sun rises.
It’s important enough that Morgan is willing to leave Durstrand. Important enough that he’ll face the challenges of his autism.
So important, it could even be a matter of life and death.
By The Light of Dawn happens at the same time The Darkest Hour (Jeff’s story) takes place and contains mild spoilers as well as teasers. The plot points revealed are the same ones that were revealed at the end of In the Absence of Light.
If you read BTLOD I would appreciate it if you could leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads!
Giveaway to help spread the word!
Every share of the release enters you for the gift cards.
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Thursday, September 24, 2020
By the Light of Dawn media blitz giveaway!
I need your help getting the word out about the In the Absence of Light and Darkest Hour (Jeff's story) cross-over novel By the Light of Dawn.
BTLOD is a soft and mushy boat adventure with Morgan and Grant (there is a little excitement and danger and of course sex with Morgan is always an adventure ;) If you loved In the Absence of Light you will enjoy By the Light of Dawn.
Can't make the same promise when The Darkest Hour (Jeff's story) comes out...that one is more along the lines of what you are used to from me in terms of dark stories.
Anyway...
I will give away four $25 amazon gift cards. To enter you need to share the Amazon link anywhere you think readers might be interested. You will need to paste the link into the rafflecopter to earn an entry.
There will be five possible entries for sharing. If you only share once today, you can come back at any time to enter more links. Spreading your share out between now and the first week of release would be especially helpful...but if you want to do it all at once, that works too!
Below are some graphics you can use with your posts as well as pre-made post you can copy and paste!
If you have any ideas for ways to get the word around, let me know.
Below are posts you can copy and paste. Be sure to grab a graphic to go with your post (not required)!
FB post
By the Light of Dawn by Adrienne Wilder
💥Pre-order special price $2.99💥
Amazon link: https://amzn.to/2RPyCpC
Giveaway: https://bit.ly/32XeYhW
⛵Join Morgan and Grant on their first sailing adventure.⛵
Where they find excitement, a dash of danger, and sexy times on the high seas! 🌊
By the Light of Dawn is a cross-over novel between In the Absence of Light and The Darkest Hour (Jeff's story)
Twitter post
By the Light of Dawn by @Adrienne_Wilder💥Pre-order special price $2.99💥
Amazon link: https://amzn.to/2RPyCpC
Giveaway: https://bit.ly/32XeYhW
#lgbtq #mmromance #kindleunlimited
Amazon link: https://amzn.to/2RPyCpC
Instagram post
By the Light of Dawn by Adrienne Wilder
Pre-order special price $2.99Amazon link: https://amzn.to/2RPyCpC
Giveaway: https://bit.ly/32XeYhW
Join Morgan and Grant on their first sailing adventure.
Where they find excitement, a dash of danger, and sexy times on the high seas!
By the Light of Dawn is a cross-over novel between In the Absence of Light (https://amzn.to/3iVGguI) and The Darkest Hour (Jeff's story)
#kindleunlimited #preorder #sale #ebook #mmromance #lgbtbooks #lgbtq #gayromance #contemporaryromance #romancebooks #autism #autisticcharacters
By the Light of Dawn is a cross-over novel between In the Absence of Light (https://amzn.to/3iVGguI) and The Darkest Hour (Jeff's story)
#kindleunlimited #preorder #sale #ebook #mmromance #lgbtbooks #lgbtq #gayromance #contemporaryromance #romancebooks #autism #autisticcharacters
Monday, September 21, 2020
What's coming up: By the Light of Dawn by Adrienne Wilder + excerpt
By the Light of Dawn has gone through some changes. My intention was to write a novella cross-over between In the Absence of Light and The Darkest Hour (Jeff's story) and you know me...short just isn't in my wheelhouse (see what I did there?). So now we have a novel cross-over.
I suggest reading In the Absence of Light first so you get to know the main characters.
My plan is to get The Darkest Hour out before the end of the year.
Below is the excerpt that went out to newsletter subscribers last week. Join my newsletter to get early access to excerpts, cover reveals, and giveaways and pet pics :)
Join my Patreon and get even earlier access as well as artwork and the Nox graphic novel I'm drawing...and other rewards.
Since I am so bad at social media (despite the wonderful help of all my author and reader friends) I will have a give giveaway of four $25 amazon gift cards. You'll get entries by sharing the release. Details coming soon.
By the Light of Dawn (excerpt below) is now up for pre-order at a discounted price of $2.99. It will go up to $3.99 on October 15.
Amazon Link
by Adrienne Wilder
October 15, 2020
By the Light of Dawn
by Adrienne Wilder
October 15, 2020
This is a follow up to the novel In the Absence of Light.
A handmade sailboat helped bring Morgan back to Grant but he never imagined they would put it in the water.
Then Morgan sees something in the light that sets Grant on a mission to get them to the middle of the ocean. An unknown destination they have to be at when the sun rises.
It’s important enough that Morgan is willing to leave Durstrand. Important enough that he’ll face the challenges of his autism.
So important, it could even be a matter of life and death.
By The Light of Dawn happens at the same time The Darkest Hour (Jeff’s story) takes place and contains mild spoilers as well as teasers. The plot points revealed are the same ones that were revealed at the end of In the Absence of Light.
EXCERPT
Durstrand: a little town in the middle of nowhere-deep-south, with a place called Toolies. Restaurant by day, bar by night, a single mechanic shop, hardware store, and a drive-in theatre set in the middle of a cow pasture, where they held a town cookout once a year to eat said cows.
And I hated to admit it but apparently letting the cows watch movies did make them taste better.
Durstrand was where I escaped to, where I never planned to stay until I fell in love with one of the most unique people in the world.
Morgan Kade.
The bacon grease popped and kissed the side of my hand. “Damnit.” You’d think I’d learn. Bacon always fought back, particularly early in the morning, when you were still too sleep fogged to defend yourself.
And I hated to admit it but apparently letting the cows watch movies did make them taste better.
Durstrand was where I escaped to, where I never planned to stay until I fell in love with one of the most unique people in the world.
Morgan Kade.
The bacon grease popped and kissed the side of my hand. “Damnit.” You’d think I’d learn. Bacon always fought back, particularly early in the morning, when you were still too sleep fogged to defend yourself.
“Turn down the stove and that won’t happen.”
Morgan whisked through the kitchen and out the back door.
Our yellow lab right on his heels. His thick tail knocking the chairs aside, whacking the walls, then the doorway.
Dog, who after almost six months of living with us, still didn’t have a real name. No matter what I suggested, it didn’t fit.
Dog fit because he was a dog and until he was something else, he’d continue to be Dog.
I glared in Morgan’s direction. And just for spite, I didn’t turn down the heat.
I flipped the bacon, cracked the eggs, they sizzled in a second skillet on a back burner.
The bacon popped, and the goddamned droplet hit my right nipple. “Fuck.”
The back door opened, Morgan zipped through the kitchen. “Told you to turn it down, or you could wear a long—” Gone again. The thump, thump of a perpetual happy lab puppy right behind him. Although Dog wasn’t very puppy in appearance. In the past several months he’d gone from a fat-bellied-rolly-polly into a wall of muscle and mass, with jowls that could soak up a gallon of water and redeposit it onto your lap.
Or face.
A high-pitched beep came from somewhere outside. I’d heard the sound a million times during my years in Chicago working and living in a shipping yard. My life before Durstrand. My life before Morgan Kade. A time when my days were filled with dodging the FBI and designing ways to smuggle high-dollar goods, stolen art, cars, jewelry, across the ocean or just to squirrel them away for some rich person who didn’t want to pay the taxman.
I don’t know why they bothered. It wasn’t like I was cheap.
Honestly, I think cheating Uncle Sam gave them some sort of perverse pleasure. Not that I blame them.
The back-up warning grew louder. I pushed aside the curtain over the sink. A flatbed truck made its way in reverse up the long driveway. I know damn well they weren’t coming for the pickup truck. It was not only paid for, it wasn’t worth a car payment.
Oh, I could have afforded a new car without payments even, but there were some things more important than money that brought me happiness no luxury ever could.
Said happiness raced past again, out the back door.
This time Dog stopped and cocked his head at me.
Morgan whisked through the kitchen and out the back door.
Our yellow lab right on his heels. His thick tail knocking the chairs aside, whacking the walls, then the doorway.
Dog, who after almost six months of living with us, still didn’t have a real name. No matter what I suggested, it didn’t fit.
Dog fit because he was a dog and until he was something else, he’d continue to be Dog.
I glared in Morgan’s direction. And just for spite, I didn’t turn down the heat.
I flipped the bacon, cracked the eggs, they sizzled in a second skillet on a back burner.
The bacon popped, and the goddamned droplet hit my right nipple. “Fuck.”
The back door opened, Morgan zipped through the kitchen. “Told you to turn it down, or you could wear a long—” Gone again. The thump, thump of a perpetual happy lab puppy right behind him. Although Dog wasn’t very puppy in appearance. In the past several months he’d gone from a fat-bellied-rolly-polly into a wall of muscle and mass, with jowls that could soak up a gallon of water and redeposit it onto your lap.
Or face.
A high-pitched beep came from somewhere outside. I’d heard the sound a million times during my years in Chicago working and living in a shipping yard. My life before Durstrand. My life before Morgan Kade. A time when my days were filled with dodging the FBI and designing ways to smuggle high-dollar goods, stolen art, cars, jewelry, across the ocean or just to squirrel them away for some rich person who didn’t want to pay the taxman.
I don’t know why they bothered. It wasn’t like I was cheap.
Honestly, I think cheating Uncle Sam gave them some sort of perverse pleasure. Not that I blame them.
The back-up warning grew louder. I pushed aside the curtain over the sink. A flatbed truck made its way in reverse up the long driveway. I know damn well they weren’t coming for the pickup truck. It was not only paid for, it wasn’t worth a car payment.
Oh, I could have afforded a new car without payments even, but there were some things more important than money that brought me happiness no luxury ever could.
Said happiness raced past again, out the back door.
This time Dog stopped and cocked his head at me.
"What?”
Dog wagged his tail.
The truck engine rumbled, and the dog vanished, followed by the screen door slapping the frame.
I parted the curtain again. I was wrong. It wasn’t the standard flatbed truck. A series of ridges created a cradle to keep its load from tilting. A crane rigged with steel cable and pullies lay folded at the edge. I’d seen larger versions transporting yachts at various docks all over the world.
While this truck had all the bells and whistles used for million-dollar vessels, it wouldn’t have been able to haul anything more than thirty-feet.
The sailboat Morgan built was exactly twenty-five and a half.
Dog wagged his tail.
The truck engine rumbled, and the dog vanished, followed by the screen door slapping the frame.
I parted the curtain again. I was wrong. It wasn’t the standard flatbed truck. A series of ridges created a cradle to keep its load from tilting. A crane rigged with steel cable and pullies lay folded at the edge. I’d seen larger versions transporting yachts at various docks all over the world.
While this truck had all the bells and whistles used for million-dollar vessels, it wouldn’t have been able to haul anything more than thirty-feet.
The sailboat Morgan built was exactly twenty-five and a half.
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