Author M.M. Shelley

Today is the tour stop for Hex and the Single Witch;Vehicle City Vampires Book One By Roxanne Rhoads About the book Anwyn Rose is descended from a long line of powerful witches yet she can barely cast spells young witchlings have mastered. She has one functioning witch gift, the power of knowing, which she puts to good use as a Detective on Flint’s Preternatural Investigation Team. It’s a new era in Vehicle City, supernaturals are running the town. The P.I.T has their hands full with paranormal crimes. Top priority is a serial killer, who appears to be a vampire, draining young women in the city. Anwyn is on the case with her sexy partner Detective Mike Malone. Complicating things is her relationship Galen, a vampire who looks more guilty than innocent, although Anwyn trusts her instincts even if her power is on the fritz. Mysterious spells, compromising situations, and a possible demon on the loose make it hard to focus on the case, but Anwyn has to make things right before...

While at the Huntington Library we came across a fascinating oil on canvas  by artist Joshua Reynolds. It stood out amongst the rest which were traditional oil paintings of the elite. At first we were not sure what to make of it, because it's such a dramatic painting to have on display and a few feet from The Blue Boy by Gainsborough. But, soon we understood and we saw it for the true gem that it was. This is a painting of Reynolds tragic muse, actress Sarah Siddons. A legendary actress of her time and well known for her dramatic roles on the stage. He captured her nestled between two horrible looking creatures. The look of tragic etched on her face explains the scene well. As she is caught in the middle of pity and fear. Yes, that does look like a vampire in the background to her left. The vampire like creature stands  for Pity and the creature on her right is Fear. In true artist fashion, Reynolds incorporated himself into the painting, as he re...

I recently visited the Huntington Library, its filled with beautiful gardens none of which are the same. Here are some pictures I took of the Japanese Garden. It has been quite a while since my last visit and better than I remember.  There are volunteers who help with the upkeep of the grounds and the friendliest docents who are so knowledgeable and can direct you to which ever part of the museum/gardens you wish to see. We had tea in the Tea Room and I consider myself a loyal coffee drinker, but I found myself swayed by the lovely selections of tea they had to offer. The Tea Room Japanese Garden I found this to be a very tranquil garden and could easily spend hours reading our indulging in my love of photography. There are benches to relax on or if you prefer (which we did) you can sit on the grass and just catch up with friends.  

Welcome to the Mistaken book tour! There are so many exciting things going on with the tour, such as a great giveaway that includes a chance to win a paperback copy of Mistaken, bookmarks, a fun magnet and a Mistaken Charm Necklace. I'd like to thank J.A. Howell for stoping by! Enjoy! Music from Mistaken Music has always been a big part of my life, so it isn’t surprising that I always am writing to music. Below are some songs that inspired various parts of Mistaken. I may not share exactly why each song fits so I don’t give away too much of the story, but if you read the book you might understand them a bit better. 1.        Emotion Sickness by Silverchair - The tone of this song just really   seemed to fit the tone of the prologue. Somewhat abrupt in parts, very emotional, and it gives a sense that things are spiraling out of control. 2.        Paradise by Coldplay- “When she was just a girl,...

As you may have noticed I have been working on a new YA Murder on Mars. This story is set in New Orleans, LA a place where I had spent a few days with some amazing friends. It was August of 2008, yes August!! One thing about traveling is that I never remember what the weather was like, only the highlights from my trips and there were a lot of them. But, before we knew it we were back on the plane headed home.  I really enjoy history, and I make it a point to include this in the places I travel to and I'm always amazed at what I find. So I dragged my friends with me to a few sites that I had to see before we left. It was a good thing that I had a friend who lived in New Orleans at the time and was able to show us around town and when not-- we took in some tours. I was a little disappointed in the tours that were offered, but not so much that it would keep me from returning to the city. In my paranormal Murder on Mars, there is one thing I would like to share first. ...

Here it is: The cover for Murder on Mars! A paranormal force has lured Ava to New Orleans, where shadows lurk behind every corner and an unknown power has yet to be unleashed. There is a darkness in New Orleans, one that has brought sixteen year old Ava Lopez to the city in search of her best friend, Dyson. A dark crime has been committed, and there are supernatural forces involved.  Three sisters who whisper "fate" are awaiting the arrival of the Guardian.  Shadow People fiercely haunt the city, unchallenged, but Ava senses that Dyson may be involved with their crimes.   She must discover the secret that the Shadows are so determined to keep hidden. Ava will have to risk everything, because where the Fates are concerned there are no second chances.

Here is my short story, Haunted Souls, it takes place in the year 1912 during a crossing of the Atlantic Ocean on a well known ship: Titanic. I look forward to your thoughts on this one. Chapter One April 10th 1912 Southampton England           As I looked across the vast expanse of the ocean I waited for what was coming. After all, it was the reason I was sent here. Not that I had a choice in the matter, it was not a task I would have chosen, it was not the life I would have chosen, no, I was born into it much like a prince is born to inherit a crown, it is my destiny. Destiny is a word I’ve always hated.  Turning away I gave one last look at those who were waving goodbye to their loved ones with eager merriment. The excitement of the passengers around me electrified the air and for a moment I lost myself in it. These were the moments that I appreciated the most; the moments when I could feel human, feel that I belonged to thi...