Tuesday, May 19, 2015

That's It, Come Closer! Let Me Tell You The SECRETS OF THE MOON!

Please welcome Kristy Centeno to the blog! As a way of introducing herself, Kristy is going to share...

The 5 Reasons Why I Write Paranormal

Paranormal is, without a doubt, my favorite genre. Vampires, witches, werewolves, ghosts, so on and so forth have always been a source of fascination for me. So it came as no surprise that when I began to write my very first novel, it turned out to be classified as a paranormal romance.

I didn't make the conscious decision to actually venture into this genre, but once the idea crossed my mind I just couldn't stop myself from fully exploring this field. It is easy to say I pictured the endless possibilities and opted for reconnoitering them to my fullest capacity. Feeling the need to allow my imagination to expand and run amuck is very important to me and writing paranormal books allows for me to do this.

The five main reasons as to why I enjoy writing paranormal are as follow:

1) There are hardly any boundaries to consider.

It definitely helps when I don’t have to limit what I write so much. I can take one idea and run wild with it. Mold it as much as possible to fit the society my characters live in.

2) I can set my own rules.

It’s not necessary to do things according to either history or as said by other authors. Not that there’s anything wrong with what has been written before, but I do enjoy refreshing and shaking things up a bit.

3) Characters can be as dysfunctional as need be.

I love a great romance as much as the next gal, but I’m not one to believe the hero can’t bring some form of emotional baggage along with him. He doesn’t have to be picture perfect or even completely sane for that matter.

The heroine doesn't have to be the damsel in distress or completely boy crazy. Her role can vary from being an outcast, to the uninterested single mother looking to improve the lives of those she loves, to the workaholic too consumed by her everyday life to worry about other matters. Adding a paranormal element to these factors only makes the story much more interesting, in my opinion of course.

4) Cliché’s don’t have to be a bad thing.

I’m not a big fan of cliché’s per se, but I can sure make the most of them. If I can write about a forbidden love, a Romeo and Juliet type of storyline, which is considered one of the biggest cliché’s out there, and make it unique, why not?

5) I love paranormal creatures.

Need I say more? I’ve always been captivated by all things that go bump in the night. Ever since I was old enough to actually know what a vampire was, I was hooked. Now that I get to write about them my interest has only increased.

Now let's here a little more about Kristy's latest release...

Blurb ~

Teenager Marjorie Emery eluded death. As she struggles to get her life back on track, she believes her efforts are paying off. Yet, when a black dressing, unfriendly, and incredibly handsome hottie walks into her classroom, she’s forced into a tailspin. Marjorie has no idea how much his presence is going to shatter what little tranquility she’s achieved.

Kyran Rousseau’s gloomy nature has a name, one that is potentially fatal under the right circumstances. His family harbors secrets and does everything to protect Kyran. While, he doesn’t want to ruin Marjorie’s normal life, love has a way of changing his plans.

Falling for Kyran is the least of Marjorie’s worries. With a faceless threat hunting her and a boyfriend who's as dangerous as he is good looking—how can Marjorie and Kyran keep all hell from breaking loose before it’s too late?

Excerpt ~

The bat connected with something solid, and a soft grunt escaped the man’s lips, followed by a soft oath that would’ve put even the meanest of sailors to shame.

“Are you trying to kill me? What the hell are you doing?”

Wait just a second, I know that voice.

“Kyran? Kyran!” I couldn’t believe my eyes. He really was standing there, clad in nothing but a pair of jeans.

“Are you trying to behead me?” His expression was one of puzzlement and anger combined.

“I was, actually.” He rubbed his forearm vigorously and I deduced that was where the bat made contact. Boy, I had the worst aim ever. How did I manage to hit his arm when I was aiming for his head?

“Why?” he snapped.

That did it. That tone he used infuriated me all over again. “Oh, hold on just a second here. I should be asking all the questions, not you. What the hell are you doing roaming around my house in the middle of the night anyway? What kind of sick pervert are you?”

“This isn’t your house. Haven’t you noticed we’re in the middle of the woods?” God, I wanted to slap him so bad.

“The hell we are! This is my father’s land and you’re trespassing.” He scoffed, and I had the sudden urge to go for a second blow. This close, I was pretty confident I would make a crude indentation in his skull.

“Do you enjoy peeping at other people? Is that, like, something you get off on?”

Had I not been so angry, I would’ve laughed at his expression. His face registered shock, disbelief, and surprise all at once.

“No! I’m not that kind of person,” he barked.

“Really? ’Cause I’m pretty sure it was you I saw here last night, and I’m really pissed off right now. You better have a good excuse as to why you’re walking around on my father’s property half naked.”

He turned his face away and refused to answer.

“All right, I’m calling the police.” I didn’t have my cell, but hell, he didn’t know that.

“What’re you going to call the police with, the bat?”

Damn him. “No, I…have…my cell.” Somewhere out there, where it’s doing me no good.

He sneered. “Right.”

“You didn’t answer my question, Kyran. What’re you doing out here?”

“What’re you doing out here?”

“Damn it, Kyran, don’t test me because I’ll knock that pretty little head of yours right off those broad shoulders.” Was I giving him a compliment while simultaneously threatening to decapitate him? Leave it to me to come up with a sentence like that one.

“I’d like to keep my pretty little head, thank you very much,” he said hotly. His answer, however sarcastic it was, almost made me laugh and I had to bite my lower lip to keep from smiling. He looked so cute when he was annoyed.

Author bio ~

Kristy Centeno is an author of paranormal romance, young adult, new adult, horror, and contemporary romance. 

She has always had a passion for books and after years of being an avid reader, she decided to transform her desire to write into a reality and thus, her first novel was born. In her journey to create memorable reads, she has delved into several genres, creating fictional characters meant to entice readers and captivate the mind.

She is currently working on finishing off the Keeper Witches series among other projects, which include sequels to her published work. When she’s not busy taking care of her five children or holding down the fort, she finds time to sit and do what she loves the most: writing.

You can find Kristy at:

Website | Twitter | Facebook | Google+ | Pinterest | Goodreads | Amazon Author Page

You can buy SECRETS OF THE MOON at:

Amazon | All Romance | Book Depository

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  1. Welcome, Kristy! We're happy to have you, and all your things that go bump in the night, on the blog today!

  2. Great post- I love paranormal. I've tried to write without it-- but it just sneaks in. Good luck with your release.

    1. Yeah, that paranormal is sneaky that way. ;) Thanks for stopping in Maureen and have a fabulous rest of your week!

  3. Loved your blurb and excerpt! And, excellent post. Those are the exact reasons I enjoy writing paranormal. Best of luck!

    1. Hmm...you guys are making me start to wonder if I have a paranormal book in me... Maybe someday. Thanks for joining us, Alicia and for taking the time to comment.

  4. Thanks for participating in Kristy's SECRETS OF THE MOON blog tour, MJ!!!

    1. My pleasure! Love the tour banner again! You have a real knack for that!

  5. As a writer of paranormal myself, I am right with you on your "rules!" My ghosts can kick up whatever I dream up! Best wishes for success.