A Magical Universe…
Hidden throughout the worlds are magical portals leading to the secret dimension where Mystic’s Carnival is nestled. A self-aware fair that is both carnival and circus combined, and filled with a plethora of supernatural and paranormal beings.
Performers and runaways, Kyra and Sebastian, are away visiting the human realm when they find themselves at odds. Stay hidden, or interfere with a human’s destiny?
Saving a life doesn’t go unpunished.
Kyra thinks saving Marcus’s life is easy – slick as dragon snot – and a one-time deal. The resulting bond tying her to him and enslaving her as protector is unexpected.
She didn’t expect one good deed to turn into an endless chain of good deeds. Or to complicate the relationship with her best friend, Sebastian. And she especially didn’t expect it to place her life on the line.
Kyra’s dragon must keep Marcus alive and salvage her relationship with Sebastian without losing herself or dying.
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Love is stronger than fear…or is it?
The last thing Sara remembers is a conflicted night out with her boyfriend, Matt, and laying out under the dark night’s sky. How she came to be seated among the crowd under the Big Top is a mystery. When and how did she get there? She doesn’t wait to find out. Whether it’s due to basic fear or the scary, hideous clowns, Sara and Matt run. Run beyond the tent walls into the deep, dark alleys of the carnival. What they find along their mad dash to the parking lot will have them redefining their idea of fun zones, thrill rides, and date nights. Fear is an eat-you-alive monster. Refusing to be defined by that monster, they will confront those fears. What they find?
Perceptions can be excruciatingly misleading…and some monsters have hidden claws.
A Reaper with a mission.
Sebastian is finished following commands. Higher powers be damned. He has his own agenda – find Kyra and help restore her memory.
At first his plan goes better than expected. But as life starts looking up for the would-be Reaper, his metaphorical sickle becomes caught in a web of complications.
Things are never smooth for Sebastian and Kyra.
Best-laid plans sometimes rest in peace.
A detour unexpected and unwelcome delivers Sebastian into the depths of an grave situation. Misfortune and misunderstanding are the cards dealt to him. And events fail to flip in his favor.
Creatures from hell all want a piece of the young Reaper. If Sebastian ends up dead, that’s okay. For he has a more grievous beast to worry about. To save the woman he loves, Sebastian will venture into the heart of an all-powerful fire demon.
Sebastian must find a missing dragon and the key to Kyra’s memory without being devoured by sinister beasts or even worse consumed by his own inner demons.
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About the Author:
Debra Kristi found it rather dull always staying tethered to reality. She decided to let whimsy get the best of her, and with the help of her muse she began bringing magical stories to life in 2010. It’s been nothing but write, write, write and type, type, type ever since. Born and raised a Southern California girl, she still resides in the sunny state with her husband, two kids, and three schizophrenic cats. A lover of fanciful stories at a young age, she hadn’t realized the writer bug infected her until much later in life. As a result, her stories pull from a rich history of experiences.
When not busy drumming away at the keyboard or chatting it up on social media, Debra is hanging out creating priceless memories with her family, geeking out to science fiction or fantasy television, and tossing around movie quotes.
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Excerpt from Reap Not the Dragon:
“I gave the guy a nightmare,” [Sebastian] said. “Plucked his most isolated fear and set it free to ravage his mind. I’m not proud, okay?”
Deep, dark, deranged laughter burst from Mortifier’s lungs. It filled the air around them and the sound of glass crackling responded from the wreck across the road.
“Enough! Stop it,” Sebastian demanded.
His father, now quiet, took on a nefarious, loaded grin. “It’s quite marvelous. Don’t you see? You are exactly as I had hoped.” He reached out to touch Sebastian, only to have Sebastian smack his hand away.
Sebastian notched his fists on his hips and narrowed his eyes, staring at his father. “All I can see is that you made me into a freak. A freak that was never meant to be.” He raked his hand through his hair, took a deep breath. “I don’t fit in anywhere. And I never will. Mom doesn’t want me because of what I am. And you want me for all the wrong reasons.” He turned in a slow circle and let his hand fall. It slapped across the front of his leg. “Don’t think I’m here for some father-son bonding session. That couldn’t be further from the truth.” Sebastian stepped back onto the road. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be.
Do you write an outline before every book you write?
When I first started, I attacked the story with reckless abandonment. I now take a different approach, sketching out a bare-bones outline making sure to hit all the significant turning points – the highs and lows. Then I tend to draft the work out, for the most part, in its entirety, in my head before starting the process.
What books/authors have influenced your writing?
Growing up, I read a lot of Dean Koontz and V.C. Andrews. Stephen King and Anne Rice, too, but they were a little more hit and miss with me. I didn’t know then that I would grow up to be a writer. It never even crossed my mind. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that their works influenced me in one way or another.
What was the hardest part of writing your book?
Writing the book. Finding the time to write the book, with kid and family obligations constantly pressing upon me for my time. Improving my craft and avoiding the pitfalls of slipping into passive voice, simply to finish the story. All that fun stuff.
If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?
That’s a really good question. You made me pause and consider Sebastian’s story. But truth be told, I’m actually pleasantly pleased with Reap Not the Dragon. I can’t think of anything I would change. At least, not at this time.
Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
I honestly do. It was years ago. A story started playing itself out in my head – all the result of an experience I had online. The darn thing wouldn’t quit. It morphed, expanded, grew in complexion, but never ceased. I had two children, one of which is now in the double digits. A lot of time went by and the story never gave up. I don’t feel that it gave me a choice. All those characters were going to pester me until my dying day if I didn’t get it down on paper. So writing it down was my only option.