Thursday, November 15, 2012

More Fan Fic. for Sykes!!

Just in case you're a new follower I'll catch you up.  It's no secret I love Ednah Walters' YA series The Guardian Legacy.  Betrayed, the second book in the series is FANTASTIC!  I'm particularly  infatuated with Sykes, one of the side characters in the book.  He's a Fire/Energy guardian which I think explains his hotness.  Well, a few months ago I wrote a little fan fic. about Sykes and now I've gone and done it again.  I'll put the first one up too so you can read both.  If you like it, please consider reading Betrayed.  You'll love it!  I'll put all kinds of links at the bottom to make it easy peezy.
Jeannette 
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First Touch:


I saw her storm out the front door of the school with her backpack slung over one shoulder.  She hit the door so hard I heard it bang against the outside wall.  Whoa, this girl was feisty.  I ran after her.  “Hey!  Hey wait up.  Jeannette.  It’s Jeannette right?”  She stopped but didn't turn around.  One hand was in a tight fist while the other held on to the strap of her backpack.  I could see her take a deep breath like she was trying to fight down rage or tears, I couldn't tell which.  The breeze blew her brown wavy hair and I could smell her vanilla shampoo.  “Hey, I’m sure whatever it is that’s got you so worked up, it’s not worth getting caught skipping class your first week of school.”  She slowly turned and looked at me.  Anger flashed in her dark brown eyes.  She took another deep breath.  “Why does it matter to you if I get in trouble or not?”  I grinned at her.  “It  doesn't really.  I’m a sucker for a girl who likes a little trouble.”  “Uh huh.  Well I’m sure that adorable smile and bad boy charm works on all the other girls, but my B.S. limit has been reached for the day.  So, I’ll see ya.”  She turned and started walking, completely unaware of how her southern accent affected me.  “Wait, can I at least walk with you?  I've got a free hour and I need to stretch my legs.”  She stopped and without turning said, “Whatever.”  “So, where’d you move from?”  “Texas.”  “Nice.  How are you adjusting?”   Out of the corner of my eye I saw her mouth tighten.  After a few seconds I wasn't sure she was going to answer.  “Well, considering I didn't know we were moving until two days before it happened, my mom is acting all weird, my step-dad is MIA and my only friend is my little brother, I’d say I’m just peachy.  I have no idea why I just told you all of that.”  Grinning, I said, “I have that effect on people.   And hey, you can count me as a friend.”  I looked over at her as she rolled her eyes.  “Oh geez.  Does that crap really work on the girls around here?”  Shaking her head “and y’all question our intelligence.”  We had reached the end of school property and she turned toward the wooded area bordering the football field.  She glanced over.  “Are you just going to follow me like some hall monitor on a power trip?”  I chuckled.  She reminded me a little of another feisty girl with a sharp tongue.  “I’m no hall monitor.  I don’t think they’d trust me to enforce the “no running in the halls” rule.  I just thought I’d get a little fresh air and see what had you damaging school property.”  We came to a small cluster of trees where she chucked her bag to the ground, sat down with her back against a tree.  She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.  Some of the tension left her body as she took another deep breath.  I sat down next to her our knees touching.  She opened one eye and looked at me.  “You do know what personal space is right? “  “Yes, but the presence of another warm body can often ease a person’s anxiety.”  “Seriously, do girls really eat that up?  They must since you seem to have a line for everything.”  Instead of answering her I leaned back with my hands behind my head and looked up at the sunlight shifting through the leaves.  It was one of those days when the weather seemed to make a conscience effort to be enjoyable.  I found it interesting that I just wanted to sit there and relax.  I usually felt like a lightning bolt was zipping through my veins.  Weird.  “Are you going to tell me why you stormed out of school?”  She sighed.  “Algebra and the stupid algebra teacher, whatever his name is.  It’s not like I don’t know how to do the problems.  We just learned a different way of doing them.  I mean who cares what strategies you use as long as you get the right answer.”  I could see her fists clench like she was trying to hold on to something.  Or hold something inside.  “Yah, I guess Landis  is a stickler for his way or no way.  You know I've forgotten my manners.  My name is Sykes.”  She turned her head but didn't open her eyes.  “Oh I know your name.  I've heard it spoken by almost every female in school, faculty included.  Your reputation precedes you.”  She smirked and turned her head back.  “Hey, don’t fault me for being such a friendly guy.  Most people would consider that a good thing.”  “Well I’m not most people.  So if you want to go spread your version of southern hospitality to those who appreciate it, you’re not required to stay.”  I looked over at her.  The breeze picked up a strand of her hair.  I caught it and ran my thumb over the soft wave.  Before she opened her eyes I let it go.  “How long has your step-dad been gone?” She stiffened.  “I don’t know.  A couple of months I guess.”  Shrugging she said, “It’s not like we were that close.  But it hurts my little brother and mom.”  I nodded.  Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.  Her dark eyes standing out against her pale skin sprinkled with freckles.  “She won’t give me a straight answer as to why she moved us here or why he HAS to go to THIS school.  We've never had secrets. “  I could see the confusion and hurt swirling like a storm inside her.  The wind blew a small leaf on to her arm.  I brushed it off and as soon as my hand touched her I felt that lightning bolt zap something inside of me.  She jumped back, shocked.  I breathed out, “What the hell?”  She swallowed.  “What the heck was that?”  I stared at her.  What was it about her that calmed me one minute then electroshocked my heart the next?  “You’re not all human are you?”  She blanched.  “What?!  We shock each other with static electricity or something and the first thing you jump to is I’m not all human?!  Who asks that?  I guess you've reached your nice guy limit.”  She picked up her backpack and stormed off towards the school.  After a few yards she stopped and turned to look at me.  Shaking her head she turned back to the school and rounded the corner.  I had no idea what had just happened, but for the first time in my life a girl had freaked me out.

Two Days Later:

It had been two days since I last talked to Jeannette.  Two days since she looked at me with that disappointment in her eyes.  I couldn’t figure out why it bothered me so much.  Or why I’ve been avoiding her.  And yet I knew where she was every minute of the day.   What is wrong with me?!  Remy even noticed I was distracted when I almost set the chair on fire while I was playing with a plasma ball.  I know she saw me staring at her in the cafeteria.  She must think I really am a stalker.  There’d be no doubt in her mind if she knew I flashed over to her house last night just to see if her bedroom light was on.   Again…what the hell is wrong with me?!  I have NEVER noticed a girl’s finger polish before so how is it that I know she painted hers hot pink with some kind of glitter on top.  They look like they’re sugar coated and I’d love to see if they’re as sweet too.  Holy crap!  I have got to get a grip.
“Sykes!”  “What dude?  Geez, Rem you don’t have to yell at me.” 
“I’ve been trying to talk to you for three minutes.  I guess I could have shaken the floor under you.  I’ll do that instead next time.  So what gives?  You’ve been zoned out the last couple of days.”  Sighing I just shook my head.  “It’s that new chick, Jeannette.  There’s something about her.”  “Whoa, hold up.  Did you just say you’re distracted by a girl?  A girl who’s name doesn’t start with an L?  A HUMAN girl?? I can’t wait to hear this.”  “Shut up Remy!  I’m serious.  I’m not sure she’s entirely human.  What else would explain that shock I got when our fingers touched?  Or why I can’t stop thinking about her?   “Um, well could it be partly because by some miracle she’s immune to your “mojo” as you call it?   Look, why don’t you try talking to her again?  Maybe it’ll help you figure out why you’re acting like a space cadet too. “   I stared at him for a second.  “Yah, I guess you’re right.”  “I’m always right, bro.  Always.”  Rolling my eyes, “I think you’ve mistaken right for cocky.”

The next morning I waited outside by the fence I know she and her brother walk by on their way to school.  I could hear them laughing as they rounded the corner.  She stopped for a second and arched her eyebrow.  He followed her gaze and grinned.  It’s like he knows something I don’t.  “Hey sis, I’m gonna run on ahead.  I’ve got a few questions I want to ask my history teacher.  I’ll, uh, see you after school, k?”  She glares at him, “Fine, see ya.”  He jogs passed me with a smirk.  I notice it’s very much like hers.  She just stands there watching me.  I can see the distrust in her dark eyes.  “Ok, what’s the deal?  I know you don’t walk to school.  So, that means you’re here to talk to me.”  “Well, aren’t you full of yourself?  It’s entirely possible I’m doing my neighborhood watch shift.”  I see her try to fight a small smile.  “I doubt anyone would put you on neighborhood watch duty any more than they would make you a hall monitor.”  She still hasn’t taken a step toward me.  “So, can I walk with you the rest of the way?”   She looks at me puzzled.  “I promise I’ll keep my B.S. to a minimum.”  “Yah, I wouldn’t want you to cause me to reach my limit before school starts.”  I sigh with relief.  She starts to walk and I fall in step with her.  “So, how’re things?”  She glances at me and I can feel the tension causing her to hesitate.  “About the same I guess.  Like my mom says, “Same crap, different day”.  I haven’t damaged anymore school property if that’s what you’re worried about.”  The fall breeze starts to pick up and I see her shiver.  “Here, take my hoodie.”  She stops and looks at me.  “Why?”  The way she says it with that slow drawl full accusation tugs at something inside of me.  Something I’ll have to examine later.  I ignore the question as I take her back pack from her shoulder and hold the hoodie out for her to take.  Much to my surprise she takes it and for some reason it makes me want to fist pump the air.  The royal blue color sets off her chocolate hair and creamy skin.  My breath catches.  After she puts on the hoodie and pushes the too long sleeves up I hand over her back pack and we continue on.  I can’t remember the last time I walked this slowly on purpose.  “I’m really sorry about the other day.   I didn’t mean to be such a jerk.  And I really didn’t want to make your day worse.”  She keeps walking but I can see her shoulders relax.  “Um, thanks.  I get the feeling you don’t apologize for much so I’ll let you off the hook…this time.”  Chuckling and in my best southern accent I tell her, “Why thank ya, ma’am.”  She rolls hers and laughs.  There goes that tugging sensation.  I notice we’re getting closer to school and I’m still no closer to figuring her out.  “Hey, do you want to get pizza with me sometime.  Or something else if you don’t like pizza.”  She stops suddenly.  “A couple of days ago you accused me of not being human and now you want me to go get pizza with you?  I’m not sure what you’re up to, but I have my plate full.  I don’t need to be the butt of any practical jokes.  Or charity social calls for that matter.”  I hold my hands up in the universal signs of surrender.  “Hey, hey, hey.  I promise I’m not up to anything.  I just thought it would be nice for you to have a real friend, ok? “  She glares at me as she looks for any sign of insincerity.  She must not find any as she starts walking again she says “Ok.  I guess I can get pizza with you sometime.  Can my brother come?”  I can easily sense the test she’s just laid out.  “Yah, sure.  The more the merrier.”  She smirks.  I grin at her.  “Well, how about Friday night?  There’s no football game or school stuff going on.”  She looks over at me and smiles.  It’s a smile that makes me feel like I’ve just been busted for something.  “Ok.  I’ll have to check with my mom, but I think it should be fine.”  The warning bell rings as we walk up the front steps of the school.  “Great!  I’ll talk to you later.   And hey, keep my hoodie for a while.  It looks hot on you.”  I take the last few steps in one bound as I laugh at the daggers she shoots at me with her eyes.  I have a feeling it’s going to be pretty entertaining figuring out what sassy, Ms. Jeannette is all about.  I sure as hell need to get a grip on whatever it is tugging at my insides, too. 




What I imagine Sykes looks like.  Image from different internet sites.  STOP droolin'!!

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Fan-Fic for Ednah

Ok, so here's some fan-fic for Ednah who has created these characters that we love so much.  I'm so excited!  I'll set it up for you.  Sykes meets a girl, and ~gasp~ her name is Jeannette.  She's just moved with her younger half-brother and her mom from Texas.  This is Sykes & Jeannette's first encounter.


I saw her storm out the front door of the school with her backpack slung over one shoulder.  She hit the door so hard I heard it bang against the outside wall.  Whoa, this girl was feisty.  I ran after her.  “Hey!  Hey wait up.  Jeannette.  It’s Jeannette right?”  She stopped but didn’t turn around.  One hand was in a tight fist while the other held on to the strap of her backpack.  I could see her take a deep breath like she was trying to fight down rage or tears, I couldn’t tell which.  The breeze blew her brown wavy hair and I could smell her vanilla shampoo.  “Hey, I’m sure whatever it is that’s got you so worked up, it’s not worth getting caught skipping class your first week of school.”  She slowly turned and looked at me.  Anger flashed in her dark brown eyes.  She took another deep breath.  “Why does it matter to you if I get in trouble or not?”  I grinned at her.  “It doesn’t really.  I’m a sucker for a girl who likes a little trouble.”  “Uh huh.  Well I’m sure that adorable smile and bad boy charm works on all the other girls, but my B.S. limit has been reached for the day.  So, I’ll see ya.”  She turned and started walking, completely unaware of how her southern accent affected me. 
“Wait, can I at least walk with you?  I’ve got a free hour and I need to stretch my legs.”  She stopped and without turning said, “Whatever.” 
 “So, where’d you move from?” 
“Texas.”  
“Nice.  How are you adjusting?”   Out of the corner of my eye I saw her mouth tighten.  After a few seconds I wasn't sure she was going to answer. 
“Well, considering I didn't know we were moving until two days before it happened, my mom is acting all weird, my step-dad is MIA and my only friend is my little brother, I’d say I’m just peachy.  I have no idea why I just told you all of that.” 
Grinning, I said, “I have that effect on people.   And hey, you can count me as a friend.”  I looked over at her as she rolled her eyes.  “Oh geez.  Does that crap really work on the girls around here?”  Shaking her head “and y’all question our intelligence.”  We had reached the end of school property and she turned toward the wooded area bordering the football field.  She glanced over.  “Are you just going to follow me like some hall monitor on a power trip?”  I chuckled.  She reminded me a little of another feisty girl with a sharp tongue.  “I’m no hall monitor.  I don’t think they’d trust me to enforce the “no running in the halls” rule.  I just thought I’d get a little fresh air and see what had you damaging school property.” 
We came to a small cluster of trees where she chucked her bag to the ground, sat down with her back against a tree.  She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.  Some of the tension left her body as she took another deep breath.  I sat down next to her our knees touching.  She opened one eye and looked at me.  “You do know what personal space is right? “ 
“Yes, but the presence of another warm body can often ease a person’s anxiety.” 
“Seriously, do girls really eat that up?  They must since you seem to have a line for everything.” 
Instead of answering her I leaned back with my hands behind my head and looked up at the sunlight shifting through the leaves.  It was one of those days when the weather seemed to make a conscience effort to be enjoyable.  I found it interesting that I just wanted to sit there and relax.  I usually felt like a lightning bolt was zipping through my veins.  Weird.  “Are you going to tell me why you stormed out of school?”  
She sighed.  “Algebra and that stupid algebra teacher, whatever his name is.  It’s not like I don’t know how to do the problems.  We just learned a different way of doing them.  I mean who cares what strategies you use as long as you get the right answer.”  I could see her fists clench like she was trying to hold on to something.  Or hold something inside. 
“Yah, Landis  is a stickler for his way or no way.  You know I've forgotten my manners.  My name is Sykes.”  She turned her head but didn't open her eyes.  “Oh I know your name.  I've heard it spoken by almost every female in school, faculty included.  Your reputation precedes you.”  She smirked and turned her head back. 
“Hey, don’t fault me for being such a friendly guy.  Most people would consider that a good thing.” 
“Well I’m not most people.  So if you want to go spread your version of southern hospitality to those who appreciate it, you’re not required to stay.”  I looked over at her.  The breeze picked up a strand of her hair.  I caught it and ran my thumb over the soft wave.  Before she opened her eyes I let it go.
“How long has your step-dad been gone?” She stiffened.  “I don’t know.  A couple of months I guess.”  Shrugging she said, “It’s not like we were that close.  But it hurts my little brother and mom.”  I nodded.
Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.  Her dark eyes standing out against her pale skin sprinkled with freckles.  “She won’t give me a straight answer as to why she moved us here or why he HAS to go to THIS school.  We've never had secrets. “  I could see the confusion and hurt swirling like a storm inside her. 
The wind blew a small leaf on to her arm.  I brushed it off and as soon as my hand touched her I felt that lightning bolt zap something inside of me.  She jumped back, shocked.  I breathed out, “What the hell?”  
She swallowed.  “What the heck was that?”  
I stared at her.  What was it about her that calmed me one minute then electroshocked my heart the next?  “You’re not all human are you?”  She blanched.  “What?!  We shock each other with static electricity or something and the first thing you jump to is I’m not all human?!  Who asks that?  I guess you've reached your nice guy limit.”  She picked up her backpack and stormed off towards the school.  After a few yards she stopped and turned to look at me.  Shaking her head she turned back to the school and rounded the corner.  I had no idea what had just happened, but for the first time in my life a girl had freaked me out.


Meet Cardinal Falcon


CHARACTER PROFILE: CARDINAL ARES FALCON

Race: Nephilim

Age: 280

Birthday: January 4th

Zodiac sign: Capricorns

Power: Psi and empathy

Background: Cardinal Guardians are the most powerful of all Guardians. They have powers that exceed those of an average Guardian. They can control water, solids, air, energy, the mind (psi) and time. Cardinal Falcon is the leader of the senior Cardinals. As a Psi, he can move things with his mind (telekinesis), do mind control (power of persuasion) and get memories from someone’s mind (Image retrieval). As an empath, he feels other people’s emotions when his shield is down, something he passed on to his only grandchild, Lil.

Cardinal Falcon believes in family and the power of love, which explains why he fell in love with a human and refused to give up on their love, and later chose to live outside the Guardian enclave when the High Council couldn’t protect his family. He could be a renegade and is known to defy their leaders in Xenith for something he believes in or for his family. He is a fair leader who listens to the others and encourages input from the other senior Cardinals and the junior Cardinals/trainees.

Since the death of his wife, the cardinal has not shown interest in being mated to another female, but Lil keeps hoping a certain female senior Cardinal Guardian would choose him. As a rule, Cardinal Ares has no interest in modern technology. He collects books and has a collection that is museum-worthy. The only time he picks up a magazine or newspaper is if something supernatural has happened and ended up in the tabloids.

Cardinal Ares is loving and a doting grandfather. He treats younger Cardinals as he would his only grandchild, but he has high expectations from all of them. He has a wacky sense of humor and tends to tease those he loves. He also loves to cook and is often in the kitchen when he is not hunting.

At six-foot-three, with long graying hair, a goatee and piercing black eyes, and in great physical shape with very little wrinkles, he cuts a dashing figure. By human standards, he could pass for a man in his fifties.

Casting Call: if I were to cast Cardinal Falcon, I’d use Jeff Bridges.

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Meet Bran

CHARACTER PROFILE: BRAN LLYR


Race: Nephilim (Souled Demon)


Age: 19


Birthday: July 30th


Zodiac sign: Leo


Favorite Song:“Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor


Power: Water and Psi


Background: Water Guardians have the ability to manipulate water. They can move pools of it or dehydrate anything, including demons. Bran’s grandfather was a Cardinal Water Guardian, until a powerful demoness kidnapped him.


Bran grew up in Coronis Isle, a desolate island owned by a powerful demoness. As soon as he left the island, he went in search of the Guardians and joined them. He has a brother and a sister. Bran has a strong sense of self and can be charming. He is a loner and a brooder, but he is fiercely loyal to those he loves. He doesn’t make friends easily, but when he does, you can count on his loyalty. He is absolutely in love with one woman and doesn’t apologize for it or care who knows.


Bran’s dedication to his family can sometimes be a burden to those around him, but he is not the type to shy away from his responsibilities, which makes him a strong leader. His ties with other Nephilim known as Souled Demons—demons with no interest in hurting or controlling humans—comes in handy when the Guardians needs help.


Even though Bran likes to wear black and a leather trench coat/duster, he prefers well-tailored pants and shirts, and is an impeccable dresser. He is not into watching TV, playing video games, or reading books, but he is very artistic and sketches whenever he can. He also keeps a journal, though no one knows what he writes, not even the woman he loves. Bran hates parties, clubbing, techno music and olives. His favorite food is steak and baby potatoes.


At six-three with emerald-green eyes and pitch-black wavy hair, Bran is striking but often seemed oblivious to the effect he has on the opposite sex. He is the youngest Cardinal Guardian in the history of the Guardians, and also the only present Cardinal with the ability to sprout wings.


Casting Call: You decided what Bran looks like but he’s always appeared to me as a cross between Drew Fuller (charmed) and Jared Padalecki (Supernatural). Jared even has the dimples…sweet!!!
 


 

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Meet Izzy

Race: Nephilim
Age: 18
Birthday: July 21st
Zodiac sign: Cancer
Grade: 12th
GPA: 4.0
Favorite Song: “S.O.S.” by Rihanna
Power: Time
Background: Nephilim with the ability to manipulate Time are rare. Not only do they stop time, but must speed it up to stabilize time. They can also move forward and backward in time. This usually drains their powers and most try to avoid time hopping.
Izzy is a first generation Cardinal, meaning she is the first person in her family to become a Guardian. As a result, she tends to be wary of breaking Cardinals rules. She is rarely judgmental and finds humor in the oddest things. She is compassionate and will look at things from someone else’s point of view, not just hers. She also makes friends easily.
Izzy comes from a family of five. She has a younger sister and an older brother. She is very close to her family and had a hard time adjusting to life on earth. Like Kim, Izzy grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world before she moved to earth.
Izzy loves to party and dance, something she shares with Kim. She is very versatile and has eclectic taste in fashion. In fact, she tends to dress according to her mood, from preppy to boho chic—meaning she could rock Gypsy-inspired styles like Lil’s one day and the next day wears blazers and a skirt complete with a tie. She also tends to have a wide range of hairstyles. Her attitude makes her respect other people’s style.
With her brown complexion and curly hair, five-seven athletic body and brown eyes, Izzy is gorgeous, though she doesn’t capitalize on it. She had a boyfriend throughout high school, whom she has stayed faithful to even after he left for college.
Casting Call: As usual I will leave it to readers to decide what Izzy looks like to them. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Megalyn Echikunwoke.


Meet Kim

Piper Kim Larson
Race: Nephilim
Age: 18
Birthday: June 8th
Zodiac sign: Gemini
Grade: 12th
GPA: 4.0
Favorite Song: “Don’t Tell Me” by Avril Lavigne
Power: Air
Background: Nephilim with the ability to manipulate air can create turbulence with a wave of their hands. Some can ride air like one would a skateboard, which makes Air Guardians amazing martial arts fighters.

Kim speaks her mind and damn the consequences. She can be sharp and direct in her speech, which others might consider rude and insensitive. In high school, she was one of the popular girls and danced with Cache High drill team. She doesn’t make friends easily but once she is your friend, she is loyal to a fault. We see this in her relationship with Izzy. Her father is the chairman of the High Council of Northwest sector, which covers North American and Central America. Her mother works for the High Council as well.

Kim is an only child. She grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world, but was exposed to earth TV programs at an early age. Her family prides itself in producing Cardinal Guardians although they cheat by mating their children to only powerful Guardians.

Kim loves to dance and party. In fact, she is an amazing party planner. Shopping for trendy outfits is her favorite pastime. If she’s not training, she is online shopping or teleporting somewhere with Izzy to shop or attend a fashion show. She has very little patience with those who are fashion challenged and has no problem pointing out what they can do to improve their wardrobes.

Most often, Kim had little patience for humans. She barely tolerates Lil’s human friends and despises humans who make deals with demons. Her hostility toward humans is so deep Izzy calls her an anti-hero. But then again, Kim doesn’t think highly of anyone who is not a Guardian. It took her forever to warm up to Lil and Bran.

At five-eight, with a swimsuit model body, golden locks and blue eyes, Kim is gorgeous and knows it. She is not above using a guy or anyone to get her way. She gets bored easily, so she tends to change boyfriends often.


Casting Call: As usual I will leave it to readers to decide what my characters looks like to them. But if I were to cast her, I’d use Evan Rachel Wood.
 
 

Meet Remy

Remy
Race: Nephilim
Age: 18
Birthday: Jan 15th
Zodiac sign: Capricorn
Grade: 12th
GPA: 4.0
Favorite Song: “Take Five” by Dave Brubeck
Power: Earth

Background: Nephilim with the ability to manipulate any solid are called Earth Guardians. They can transform solids from one object to another, change shape, texture and elements. Most often they have to touch the object to transform them.

Remy is a first generation Cardinal. Like Sykes and Izzy, he is the first person in his family to become a Guardian. He is serious, introverted and takes his role as the co-leader of the teen Guardians seriously. He is steady, supportive and friendly, but keeps his emotions on a tight leash, which make him a good leader and the perfect friend to the more unpredictable Sykes. He doesn’t let people get too close, but once he makes friends, he stays loyal.

Remy comes from a family with four girls. He’s the middle child and the only boy in the family, so he is used to mediating fights. As a result, he is very good at calming a roomful of teen Guardians with big egos and is an objective and sympathetic listener. Like most Guardians, Remy grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world, before he moved to earth.

Remy hangs out with Sykes at clubs although he is more discrete with the girls he dates. He is an elegant dresser, but he is officially a prepster—a cross between preppy and hipster. Meaning he can rock skinny jeans with boat shoes, or skinny Nantucket red jeans, cardigans, and keds. He has the ability to flow seamlessly between the two scenes, adopting the traditional seersucker and polos while home, and looking very trendy at parties.

With his golden complexion, six-foot-two athletic body and grey eyes, Remy is gorgeous in an understated way. He keeps his hair cut short though he went through a phase when he tried to grow a moustache and a goatee.

Casting Call: You decide what Remy looks like to you but there is only one actor who comes close to his smoldering good looks and that is Jesse Williams (Grey’s Anatomy).
 
 

Meet Kylie

CHARACTER PROFILE: KYLIE JENSEN

Race: Human

Age: 16

Birthday: November 16th

Zodiac sign: Scorpion

Grade: 10th

GPA: 3.3 (she sucks at math)

Favorite Song: “I’m Alive” by Becca

Power: Medium

Background: Mediums are humans with the ability to bridge the gap between the ‘supernatural world’ and the human world, which means Kylie can hear telepathed communications. She is like an antenna, a beacon any Nephilim can use to channel their energy and their thoughts.

Kylie can be sarcastic and super cynical, but also very loyal to her friends, Lil and Nikki, and she easily welcomed McKenzie into their little group even though she can’t stand her. She’s lived in Cache Valley all her life. Her dad works at a local meat packing company and her mother is a stay-at-home mother who helps out at a local pre-school. She has one brother.

Kylie’s Celtic blood might be the source of her amazing ability, but whether she will embrace this new gift or not is another story. As Lil’s best friend, she could be the only human aware of the existence of the Guardians in the valley.

Kylie is kind of anti-social. She prefers just being alone with her boyfriend Cade or her friends watching movies with supernatural elements. She might not admit it to her brainiac brother, but she also loves sci-fi and superheroes movies. She introduced Lil to Smallville and Star-Trek.

She hates anything trendy, which includes techno music, books and movies people line up for hours to buy and watch. Her favorite book series is Emily the Strange, though she will read anything with zombies or apocalyptic theme. Her favorite food is pizza and she loves Frappuccino.


Casting Call: I have an image of Kylie though I will leave it to readers to decide what she looks like to them. At five-two, not exactly skinny, pixie face, grey eyes and brown hair dyed black, Kylie went through a phase when she wore Goth make-up after school. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Mae Whitman or Ellen Page.

Meet LIL

Meet Lil for the Guardian Legacy Series


CHARACTER PROFILE: LILITH‘LIL’ FALCON

Race: Nephil

Age: 16

Birthday: August 28th

Zodiac sign: Virgo (Virgos born on August 28 have creative natures. They grasp the interdependence of nature and art—a sensitive side that’s complemented by inner strength. Although August 28 natives have a good self-image, they can be deeply hurt by the bad opinion of others. They're sometimes reticent about settling down, but that changes when they meet their soul mate.)

Grade: 10th

GPA: 3.8 (she sucks at physics and history)

Favorite Song:“Just a Kiss” by Lady Antebellum

Power: Psi, Energy, Empathy

Background: Nephilim with more than one power are very rare, but Lil inherited both her psi and empath abilities from her grandfather and energy from her father. A psi can control things with her minds, do mind control and even retrieve memories. Unlike regular energy Guardians, she doesn’t create alpha energy balls. She creates bolts of lightning, an ability she inherited from her father. As an empath, she can feel other people’s emotions when she lowers her shield.

Lil’s father is a nature-bender. Since nature-benders are demons created from inter-breeding Prime demons with different powers and of different species, Lil has some jerked up DNA floating in her body.

Lil has a very unusual beauty. Unlike most red-heads, she is not pale. Her skin is more golden or naturally tan, a combination of her father’s swarthy complexion and her Gypsy blood. At five-nine with green, doe-like eyes, and hair multiple shades of red, she is very exotic-looking, which makes her stand out. She doesn’t particularly like her hair color or the fact that she can’t tame its curls.

Lil is generally kind and compassionate. She is not afraid to ask for help or advice, but she can be stubborn and opinionated. Unlike the other Guardians, Lil grew up on earth because her grandmother his pure human and she was born on earth. She grew up with her grandmother’s Gypsy tribe, the Kalderash. Later, she spent years moving from place to place with her grandfather, as a result, she didn’t have any close friends. Once she makes a friend, she stays loyal. Her mother died when she was three and she didn’t meet her father until she turned 16. She has a half-sister and her grandfather is the Cardinal Psi Guardians.

Kylie is moderately social. She loves to dance, but not to party or go clubbing. Although she prefers being alone with her boyfriend, she doesn’t mind hanging out with the other teen Guardians or her human friends. She sometimes let other pressure her into doing things she doesn’t want to do so as not to hurt their feelings. She likes to think she does this to avoid confrontations.

Lil fully embraces her Gypsy heritage and enjoys wearing Gypsy skirts and accessories. She is not very particular about fashion and rarely stresses about what to wears. When not wearing Gypsy skirts, she is likely to be in jeans and T-shirts. When not with her boyfriend she hangs out with her best friend Kylie and watches streaming online videos. Her favorite book is Pride and Prejudice, though she will read any classical book. This is likely her grandfather’s influence. Her favorite food is grilled chicken and baked potatoes.

Casting Call: Lil has a very unusual beauty. Unlike most red-heads she is not pale. Her skin is more golden. At five-nine, green, doe-like eyes, and hair with multi-shades of red, she is very exotic-looking. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Lyndsy Marie Fonseca.


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Interview with Sykes

Character Interview with Sykes from Betrayed by Ednah Walters



I am dizzy with excitement today! Why the EXTRA crazy you ask? Because today I have an interview with the delectable Sykes from Ednah Walters' book Betrayed. After the interview, once you've had your cold shower, I'll give you my review of the book and some great links to check out.







Jeannette (opens the door): Sykes, welcome to my…ooh...chocolate.




Sykes: I was told you were a chocolate-eating-sweet-tea-drinking-sassy bookaholic, so I found the best chocolate this side of the world.




Jeannette: Thank you. Please, have a seat. Would you like some tea?




Sykes: I’ll pass, but I’ll have a hug. (Sykes hugs her)




Jeannette: Let me guess. You love hugs?




Sykes: The best excuse to get a pretty woman into my arms without their men getting antsy.




Jeannette (laughs and wiggles out of his arms): You are impossible and I’ll have you know I’m a happily married woman. I was told you’d try to charm your way out of answering my questions.




Sykes (amber eyes widen as he gives her an innocent smile): Me? I tend to charm my way into…you know…things, not out of them.




Jeannette: Okay, you naughty man. Sit and let’s catch up. (Jeannette grins as he reclines on a chair, skin visible through various rips on his jeans, expensive canvas shoes a bit chaffed and a tank shirt that showed his masculine arms)




Sykes (wiggles his brows): You keep staring at me like that and I’ll forget you are married.




Jeannette (blushes): Okay. Let’s get started. Tell us, what is the one thing a girl can do to melt that tough guy exterior?




Sykes: Tough? Me? I think I need an image adjustment. I’m the easiest going guy around here. I mean, have you met Bran and Remy? *rolls his eyes* Talk about intense and anal.




Jeannette: What kind of girl will it take to tame you?
Besides Lil, of course.



Sykes: There will be no taming me. I’m me—take me as I am or leave me alone kind of guy. Lil is, uh… *sighs*…she would like to see me change, become more serious, but that’s not me.




Jeannette: If Bran wasn’t around, would you chase her?




Sykes (chuckles): Absolutely. I’m old fashion that way. I believe in doing the courting.




Jeannette (laughs): Nice. So how do you feel about southern girls?




Sykes: Classy. Charming. Love them. Actually, my secret is I love girls, period. It doesn’t matter what size, color or height. Girls…women are fascinating.




Jeannette: Once the war is over, if it ever is, what do you dream about doing?




Sykes (stops smiling and sits up): Is that a trick question? This war is never ending.




Jeannette: But what if?




Sykes (shakes his head): I’m a hunter. It’s what I do best. I can’t imagine doing anything else.




Jeannette: What do you do when not hunting?




Sykes: I hang out with Remy and the gang, or the girl I’m dating.




Jeannette: Do you think, or hope, Ednah will do a spin-off series about you? I gotta tell ya, I’m really hoping so.




Sykes (stares into space with nostalgic expression): It would be nice to meet a woman that can make me forget about…stuff. (Flashes a smile, the brief bad mood forgotten) Of course. She’d better find me a mate in a year or so. No, make it three years. I still need to find myself.




Jeannette: Does that mean you’re lost?




Sykes (winks): Would you like to find out? I’m free this weekend.




Jeannette (laughs): Don’t tempt me. If you could meet one person past, present or future, who would it be?




Sykes: In my world? The Goddess Xenia. In your world? Kurt Cobain. I love Nirvana.




Jeannette: Ok, tell us one thing, one secret, about Sykes that no one else knows. Something that gives us a little more insight to the guy you are.




Sykes: Promise not to tell?




Jeannette: Promise.




Sykes: I’m a bookaholic just like you. Espionage…murder mystery…courtroom drama…poetry. Only Remy knows about it and he swore not to tell. If the girls find out, it will spoil my image.




Jeannette: Which is what?




Sykes (grins): A semi-illiterate, ignorant slacker. Haven’t you noticed how Izzy is always yapping at me to read more?




Jeannette (laughs): I have. Well, I’m happy you are not semi-illiterate or a slacker. I promise to keep your little secret too.




Sykes (stands up): Thank you. Now I’ll have one more hug before I leave. Duty calls.




Sykes holds Jeannette just a little longer then steps back. Am I allowed to kiss you too?




Jeannette: My hubby might start world war three if you did.




Sykes (laughs): Then I’d better go. I hope we meet again, Jeannette.




~Sigh~ Well, he melts me faster than hot pan melts butter! Whew!! Ok, please check out my review below and do your best to wipe the tongue streaks off your monitor. Oh, come on! You know you what you did. Bahahaha!

Monday, June 18, 2012

Scene from Betrayed in Sykes POV


A SCENE IN SYKES’ POV



I settled in front of the TV with a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, propped my feet up on the table and started to chow when she pinged me. Lil. It was hard to describe how I felt about her. Was this love or a crush? Even the communication beam from her sent my pulse racing.

“Hey, Red. Want something to eat?” I got up and offered her my food when all I wanted to do was ask her what was wrong. She had that look in her eyes, like someone had switched off a light inside her. Lil had never been good at hiding her feelings. One could say she was easy to read, but that would be a lie. I was just sensitive to her moods. “It’s hot and spicy.”

“No, thanks. Where’s Remy?”

“He just left with Llyr.” Pretending like I cared, I asked, “So what’s up with him?”

She stiffened. “Uh, what do you mean?”

So Bran was responsible for her pain. What did he do? I watched her as she walked around the couch, wishing he were here so I could punch him for hurting her. “He was more anal than usual tonight. I asked him a simple question and he nearly bit off my head.”

She shrugged.

I tried to make her smile by poking fun at Bran but it didn’t work, so I chose the direct method while acting like the answer wasn’t important. I twirled my fork and coiled strands of spaghetti. “Did you two have a fight?”

“N-no. Why would you think that?”

“The sparkle in your eyes is gone. Want me to beat him up for ya?”

She laughed it off. “So when are we leaving?”

I didn’t care about leaving for our next mission or fighting demons, and said so. She was important right now. No, she was always important. I knew I couldn’t have her, but being around her and making her smile made up for it. I ate, aware of her eyes on me. Sometimes, I wondered what went inside her head when she did that. I’d caught her eyes on me once or twice, a thoughtful expression on her face. Did she ever wish she and I had met first? That she had fallen for me instead of Bran?

Not liking that my thoughts were wandering into a dangerous zone, I teased, “Don’t get any ideas, Red.”

“What?”

“You’re lusting after me, but you can’t have me,” I glanced her way, “until you ditch Neanderthal Llyr. Usually I don’t care what my girls do when they’re not with me. But you,” I winked, “I wouldn’t share you with another guy, especially him.”

She blushed, looking even prettier, if that were possible. She mumbled something about my clothes and got up. “I’m heading home. Ping me when everyone is here.”

“Whoa…whoa, don’t go.” I sat up. She’d go home and mope, and I wasn’t having that. “Come here.”

She eyed me suspiciously, a confused expression on her face. “Why?”

I said the first thing that popped in my head.

“I want you to take a look at my hair. Remy said I have split ends.” I lifted a lock and pretended to study it. I didn’t care about my hair, but I had to do something to stop her from leaving. “Split ends, my ass. Because of him, I tried to trim it, but did a crappy job. How about you level it for me?” I shook my head.

She took the bait, walked to where I sat and touched my hair. “It’s not bad.”

“You sure?”

Our gazes locked. It took all my will power not to wrap my arms around her waist, pull her down onto my lap, hold her and make her pain go away. Would she let me?

The others arrived, including Bran, and the moment was gone.


Sunday, June 17, 2012

Meet Sykes

CHARACTER PROFILE: SYKES
Race: Nephilim
Age: 18
Birthday: February 14th
Zodiac sign: Aquarian
Grade: 12th
GPA: 3.8
Favorite Song: “It’s My Life” by Bon Jovi
Power: Energy
Background: Nephilim with the ability to manipulate energy to create energy balls out of thin air. The most powerful of them creates alpha balls, destructive energy orbs capable of great destruction. Because of the destructive nature of their abilities, Energy Guardians rarely use their ability during training unless in a closed environment.
Sykes is a first generation Cardinal, meaning he is the first person in her family to become a Guardian. Unlike the others, he thrives on breaking Cardinals rules. In fact, his hero is Cardinal Falcon, who is also known to bend and break rules.
Sykes has an edgy charm that makes him irresistible. He attracts the spotlight and has a wacky sense of humor. Friendship is easy for him, and so he doesn’t work at it. Romance is easy for him too and he loves women, which means, he changes girlfriends often.
Sykes is an only child and proud of it. Like the other Guardians, he grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world before she moved to earth.  He loves to party and dance, partly because he’s always hooking up with some girl. He has a calculated image of hobo chic—worn out jeans and canvas shoes, and washed out T-shirts.
At six-three with his blond hair complexion and hazel eyes, he is handsome without trying and knows it.
Casting Call: I had an image of Sykes when I started writing the series and we’ll see if you agree….Green Arrow from Smallville.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Well as most of you know by now I am the Host of Betryed book tour that runs from June 11th- July 11th.  This is my first time Host a book tour so bear with me along the way.  I want to thank the great set of blogger for agreeing to take part in this tour.  Be sure to stop at every post along this tour so that you can learn lots of new things about Betrayed that you did not know before.  Also we are doing one big tour giveaway and up for grabs will be lots of Betrayed items and even a Kindle Fire for one lucky reader.  My post will be up on July 11th so be sure to stop back by then.  Thanks Ednah for everything.

Here is a list of all of the blogs that are participating in this tour:



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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Team Energy/Fire Giveaway Blast!

Since we here at Team Energy/Fire are bursting at the seams with "Energy" for exciting release of Betrayed by the wonderful Ednah Walters we are heating it up in here with a blistering, HOT giveaway!  So fill out the rafflecopter and have fun.  Sorry, at this time we will NOT be giving away Sykes as one of the prizes.  He is far too busy saving the world and capturing hearts everywhere.


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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Who is HOT Enough to Play Sykes in a Movie?

Let me start by saying that there has been nothing said about turning Betrayed into a movie.  However, it would be a fantastic one!  So, here are a few pics. of who I (Jeannette) think should play Sykes in the movie.  What are your ideas?  

Justin Hartley


All images found on different public internet sites and can be found by searching Justin Hartley images.
Justin who has played Oliver Queen aka Green Arrow on the CW's Smallville will be back as Green Arrow on his own show coming this fall.  Woo hoo!!

So tell me who you think should play who including other characters in the book.

Monday, May 21, 2012

More great pictures of SKYES

What more could you ask for?  A hottie who loves to read.

UMM.  How Yummy is this.

Look at those beautiful Hazel eyes.  I could just get lost in them.

Friday, May 18, 2012

NAMING CHARACTERS in FICTION

Somebody once asked me where I get names for my characters and I laughed. The fact is I suck at naming characters. I know of authors, who come up with unusual names like Katnis, Phury, Rhage…and I envy them. How the heck do they do it? Dream them up? J. R. Wards, author of Black Dagger Brotherhood, said she kept hearing the name Wrath in her head as she wrote her first BDB book, or was it before, I don’t remember. Stephanie M had a dream about Twilight, did she hear the names too or just teh story? Unfortunately, my characters only talk to me about their stories, not their names. Those I have to find on my own and make sure it suits their personalities. On a good day, I check names on heat list of my kids’ swim meet. Lame, I know. On a bad day, I use the local phone book. Even lamer. My teenage daughters keep telling me to use online name generators. Maybe I will for my next series.

For the Guardian Legacy series, I did something different. Since my characters are part fallen angels and part humans, I used a blend of normal names and angelic names, mythological names and demonic ones. A lot of angelic names tend to end with –iel or –el, like, Amitiel, Karael, Bariel, Eramiel, Ophiel…

Any fans of the TV series Supernatural here? If you are, you know of Cass (Castiel), the angel helping the Winchester boys.



The Winchester Boys


Angel Castiel





Lil, my MC, has a master trainer called Master Haziel, Bran’s father is Tariel and Izzy’s boyfriend is Rastiel. Demon names, on the other end, don’t have a pattern. So I make them up as I go, except Valafar. According to demonology, Valafar is a duke, commander of ten legions. Once I heard him go on and on in my head, his arrogance and contempt for humans so blatant, Valafar seemed like a perfect name for him.

Anyway, back to my main characters. Lil is short for Lilith, as in Lilith in most religious books, mythologies, and folklore. My favorite Lilith story is from Jewish folklore, which describes her as the first wife of Adam, created from the same clay. She refused to be subservient to him, left the Garden of Eden and refused to return after mating with archangel Samael. It seemed like the perfect name for a strong young lady, a conqueror, a leader.

Then there’s Bran the Blessed, son of the sea god Llyr in Celtic lore and grandson of Belenos, the Sun God. His name means Raven, and the raven was considered his symbol. How could I not name my character Bran when he has powers over water and the first time Lil saw him, he was hanging out with ravens. Sykes is Yorkshire, pretty normal, and Remy is short for Remus (named after Remus who founded Rome), and Ares, Lil’s grandfather, is named after the Greek God of War.

What unusual names in fiction have you seen? Does it frustrate you when you can’t pronounce them? Do you need authors to explain how to pronounce them?

The story behind the Guardian Legacy series


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Betrayed-coming to a store near you June 2012



The Guardians’ background is a blend of various mythologies and Judeo-Christian beliefs. Before I started writing Awakened, I came across the kris dagger, an Indonesian weapon believed to be forged from an element from the heavens and one from the earth. The Indonesians/Malaysians believed that the kris has a spirit attached to it, which could be good or bad. So when owned by an evil person, it did evil things, but it did good things when owned by a good person. The kris could protect the wielder from an attack or warn them if there was going to be harmed.

The Kris Dagger became my Excalibur. I wanted a young man to wield it and even started plotting it from his POV, but I kept hearing a girl’s voice in my head—an outsider, someone who wasn’t part of the in-crowd. Intrigued, I decided to focus on the girl, who she was and her story. To do that, I went back to her background, her people. She had to be special, have the right to wield the dagger, so I focused on who might have forged the dagger and why.

I chose the fallen angel who taught humans the art of war—Azazel. Fallen angels had children with humans-Nephilim, so it was easy to come up the Guardians’ lineage from there, making my heroine part angel and part human. Weaving in the powers of the fallen angels—from the ability to teleport, clairvoyance, see into the future, control all elements (air, fire, water and earth), manipulate what people see and felt, and change shape into other beings—made everything come together.

Once I had the people in place, I researched the Nephilim in details, read books about them and scoured online resources. Comparing their abilities to those of deities from different mythologies-from the Titans to Hindu Divas, it’s easy to see why people, me included, believe most of these gods and goddesses were all Nephilim. Incorporating this into the Guardians background made sense, so was giving them names like Bran, the famous son of Sea-god Llyr from Celtic mythology. Making him have water powers just made sense.

Then there’s the biblical connection:

Genesis 6:4 The Nephilim were on the earth in those days--and also afterward--when the sons of God went to the daughters of men and had children by them. They were the heroes of old, men of renown.”



According to the bible, a horde of angels was sent to destroy the Nephilim because they were corrupting and enslaving humans, setting themselves as gods and goddesses so humans could worship them. But after the angels annihilated the Nephilim, some were left behind. Combining the biblical aspect with mythologies made the Guardians real in my mind and so the series was born.



Most names I use are angel names, but that's another blog post.

Meet Skyes

MEET SYKES


“What exactly do you have in common with a bunch of girls who worry more about fashion and the next episode of some contrived reality TV drama?”


“A lot. Just like Bran and I do,” I added and gave Sykes a beatific smile, knowing he hated hearing about my boyfriend.


He narrowed his eyes. “Trying to make me jealous, Red?”


“Is it working?” This time, I succeeded in pushing his arm away.


He made a face. “I still don’t get what Bran Llyr has that I don’t.”


“He sprouts wings.” I wiggled my brow. “Massive, gorgeous wings.”


“Big whoop. He’s still anal, arrogant, a cheesy dresser...”


Sykes continued to list more things he considered wrong with my boyfriend, which were all ridiculous. Bran was amazing. We were alrunes, soul-mates, the yin and the yang.


“And he has no sense of humor whatsoever,” Sykes finished with a smirk.


I laughed. “Because he doesn’t laugh at your lame jokes?”


“Lame jokes? I’m charming, witty. Ask any one of my girlfriends. He thinks I’m a threat. He knows you like me.” He tugged on a curly lock of my hair.


I pushed his hand away. “Quit messing with me.”


“You like me, Red,” he said in a sing-song tone.


Okay, so it was true that Sykes was charming and funny. He was your typical high school hottie—carefree, handsome, long blond hair, scruffily dressed in ripped jeans and tees to downplay his good looks, so girls wouldn’t be all over him. His words, not mine. But he wasn’t the only guy around that was gorgeous. Most Guardians were...

Thursday, May 17, 2012

TEAM FIRE

Since I am the leader of TEAM FIRE I have decided to make this new page.  This page will contain sneak peeks, cover reveals and swags for the Guardian Legacy.  I will also be putting up lots of little odds and ins about Sykes, which is who this team is all about.