Sunday, February 24, 2013

YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL by Skyla Madi - Promo + Guest Post!!

Guest Post:

Music whilst writing.
I listen to various types of music when I write different scenes—modern pop music mostly with a dash of rock and a hint of punk. It’s like a recipe in a way. I use music to get me in the mood for various scenes. A lot of people prefer listening to instrumentals or some kind of classical melody because there are no vocalists to distract them. Not me. I love listening to the lyrics as I write. It helps me deepen the characters relationships and emotions.

Whilst writing Your Guardian Angel, I played Your Guardian Angel by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus over and over again. That song pretty much created the series and so it became my little theme song for the entire Guardian Angel series. Nowadays, my playlist is a lot longer and consists of many different artists: Evanescence - My Immortal
Bruno Mars - When I Was Your Man
Ron Pope - A Drop in the Ocean
Boys ll Men - I’ll Make Love to You
Maroon 5- Payphone
Ingrid Michaelson- Turn to Stone and The Fray- You found me. My playlist doesn’t stop there, I also have artists by the likes of T-pain, Lil Wayne, Eminem, Green Day, Tupac, Nirvana, Metallica—the list is endless, really, and it all fuels the different scenes and emotions my characters experience. If you’re a writer and you haven’t tried listening to music whilst writing, try it. You’ll probably find that it stretches your imagination one step farther than where it is now.

About the Novel:

Genre: Young Adult
Date Published:12/4/12

For Ruby Moore life is far more complicated than that of your average teen, 
for she is in no way average. Ruby is a vampire and her life as a vampire is far 
from traditional...

It has been one year since her normal life was brutally taken from her. Still adjusting 
to the shock of the change from mortal to immortal, her world is rocked again and 
she is taken under the wings of a guardian angel back to Sage Sanctum, a school 
beyond reach from the vampires that are determined to destroy her.

There, she is freed from her vampire chains and her normal needs and urges return. 
However, a new urge arises... Lust. A forbidden lust toward her savior, her guardian 

Attempting to control these desires is difficult, very difficult and when things 
couldn't possibly get any worse, her situation becomes life or death as someone, 
somewhere in the school is aiding those who want her dead.

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About the Author:

Skyla Madi was born in the small town of Port Maquarie, New South Wales in 1993. She spent half her life growing up in Wauchope, a thriving rural town at the heart of the Hastings River Valley before making the leap to the busy city of Brisbane.

Whenever this young Australian writer isn’t changing diapers, watching cartoons, cooking for her husband or doing other motherly-wife things she is actively working on her writing and improving her writing skills.

Skyla loves to read just as much as she loves to write and since discovering that YA/paranormal romance/urban fantasy/ are her favourite genres, she has embarked on her own writing journey and is currently working on a YA series titled ‘Your Guardian Angel’.

Twitter: @Skyla_Madi


Glass hit my face and Darren was knocked into the wall, he didn’t move. He was out cold. A hard object hit my chest and I was pinned to the floor. The smell and the feel of it made it obvious, it was another vampire. Hank? No. this vampire was an old one. The older vampires get, the stronger they are.

“Hello, half cast,” he whispered.
Fear shot down my spine, my body was shaking. There was a bitter taste in the back of my mouth that I couldn’t seem to swallow. My breath was coming out in uneven gasps. I didn’t know what to do and I could barely think over the rising tide of cold fear in my chest. My eyes began burning with tears and I realized they were squeezed shut. I opened them slowly and my heart leapt into my throat. His face was white; his eyes were black and sunken deep into his skull. The veins that ran under his skin stood out and his wry smirk exposed two big fangs.

“What do you want?” I cried.

“I know what you are, goddess,” he growled. “I’m not the only one that knows, either. Last I heard, Hank was after you as well.”

I flinched at Hank’s name.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m a vampire, not a goddess.”

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