Blue Moon (and Resonance) is Re-Available!

If you’ve read previous newsletters, or my blog, you’ll know the rights to all the Holloway Pack titles reverted back to me at the beginning of August, and I planned to get them all out there as soon as possible.
Well, real life massively got in the way of how much time I had to spend on this, as well as other work commitments, but … after WEEKS of trying to get at least one of the Holloway Pack books back out there, BLUE MOON is available again at last!

Granted, it’s currently only re-available in Kindle format, but it WILL be available in print real soon. I promise.

And what’s more. Blue Moon and Resonance are no longer two separate books.
Nope, they’ve been combined into the one, and what was once titled and published as Resonance is now the new ending to BLUE MOON.

So, if you fancy owning and Blue Moon and Resonance in a singular title, now’s your chance.

Go grab your copy today. ♥♥♥


What the hell’s happening with the Holloway Pack?

Okay, some of you have noticed that certain titles from the Holloway Pack series have become unavailable, so I figured it would be only fair to explain why.

On August 1st, I learned that my publisher had decided to close its doors, which meant that the rights to all of the Holloway Pack titles still published via them had reverted back to me. My contracts had expired. They were (are) all mine.

I’m both happy and sad about this.

Sad, because I learned a LOT under this publisher. And they were always incredibly supportive of me and what I wanted to write.

Happy, because I get more control over all my titles now.

However, it also meant(means) I suddenly had(have) a hella lot of work to do before these would(will) be ready for re-publishing myself. The covers need to be worked on. The files need to be checked over and formatted.

In case you’re wondering, there were three novels and three novellas and two short stories (one non-Holloway Pack) still published via my publisher.

That’s a LOT of formatting. And, because I’m anal, it will probably entail me reading through each and every single file to make sure all the formatting has gone through okay.

That’s a LOT of concentrated reading.

On top of that, I decided to make a few alterations to how some of the titles are made available. To ensure everyone knows the upcoming changes, I’ve simplified the changes and listed below what is and isn’t being affected to accommodate these changes.


No changes here. Darkness & Light will still be available as itself as it currently stands, but with some minor changes to its cover.


This will be republished with NEW ADDED CONTENT at the end (see Resonance below).


As a single title, this 2.5 novella will become obsolete. If you have a print copy, then … yay! It’s suddenly limited edition. 😉

Instead, I’ll be adding what was Resonance to the end of Blue Moon in both the print and ebook editions, giving the single title complete resolution with no need to buy an extra novella to find out how that chapter ends.

So, from republished date, Blue Moon and Resonance will be combined into one book and will remain titled BLUE MOON.


No changes here. Caged will still be available as itself as it currently stands, but with some minor changes to its cover.


No changes here. Unnatural will still be available as itself as it currently stands, but with some minor changes to its cover.


No changes here. Cornered will still be available as itself as it currently stands, but with some minor changes to its cover.


No changes here. These two will still be available as they currently stand, but with some minor changes to the covers.


This will be available on my website as a free read … eventually.


These will no longer be published as two separate stories

These two titles will be combined into one ebook and also, for the first time ever, be made available in print. Both Instinct and Eternal will be displayed individually within the single book file, and the title of the new compilation will be BEGINNINGS.


Over the following weeks, I’ll be working through each of the titles one at a time and making each of them re-available as soon as I’m physically able. They will be made re-available in the order they fall within the series. As each one is re-published, I will announce them here on the blog and also in my Newsletter, so anyone waiting on a title to become available again will know as and when they are.

I hope that helps clear up any speculation or mystery.

As for my short story, ESCORT TO INSANITY, which was published in the MAKE BELIEVE anthology, I’m still deciding what to do with that. There’s a good chance I’ll re-publish it as a novella, so long as I can decide on some coverart for it that works well and fits the story.

If any of you have read this fun shifter tale of mine and have any ideas for the kind of cover that would work for it, I’m happy to listen. Just email me at j.a.belfield72 @ gmail. com

In the meantime, just know I’m working my butt off here to put these back out there.

Cheers for stopping by to read. ☺☺☺


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#CORNERED has a print cover!

Yep, it was never written in stone that Cornered would only be released in e-format. In fact, the only reason I made its release e-book only was so that, instead of stressing over print formatting and cover creating, I could offer up the time required for a successful release. Well, now that Cornered is well and truly out there, I finally had some spare minutes to play around with Photoshop, and I came up with something I reeeeeaaaally love for the full print cover of Cornered.

Wanna see?

Of course you do.

The Cornered print edition is going to look something like … this:


You like?

I do. I love it.

As for a release date for Cornered in print, I don’t have a definite just yet, as I still have some ends to tie up, and then I have to await the arrival of proof copies, and be happy with said proof copies, and then approve said proof copies (and start all over again if I’m not) … all before I can say for definite when it will be available to you guys.

However, I am confident enough to tell you: it will be some time in July. ☺☺☺

Cheers for stopping by. ♥

Happy Book Birthday Paranormal Obsessions!

The day has FINALLY arrived when YOU lucky folks get to grab a GREAT collection of NINE stories by NINE pretty cool authors for the bargain price of ONLY 99¢!

Yup, it’s release day for the Paranormal Obsessions Boxset.

Check it out:


If you haven’t yet read DARKNESS & LIGHT by moi, then this would be a really cheap way to do so (plus, you get the bonus of eight other new books), and if you HAVE read DARKNESS & LIGHT, you should still buy it for the great value of learning about the writing of eight other authors for such a low price.

Grab your copy today at any of the following retailers:

Amazon US:
Amazon UK:
Amazon AU:
Amazon CA:
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And it would be awesomely fantabulous if you could take the time to leave a review. ♥♥♥

Cheers for stopping by, folks.

Unnatural: Enter Chapter 2


Howdy, folks. Today I’m sharing the final Unnatural Excerpt with you, to the end of chapter 2, before it releases in 34 days!

In case you missed the first ones, you can catch up HERE & HERE, and HERE!

And if you’ve already read those, then scroll down for the last bite of chapter 2.


As Brook watched from the guest chair, her father stalked his study from one wall to the other, his eyes focused straight ahead as though she’d infuriated him too much to even look at her. Although considered quite short in the shifter world, Donald Nicholls’ solid breadth gave him an imposing presence, which made him appear so much taller than his five-eleven height.

To Brook, at her five-foot-five, anyway.

“You are being unreasonable, Brook.” He halted, and his amber stare—common amongst feline shifters—glowed golden as he turned it on his daughter. “Must I make my requests into orders before you will comply?”

Brook fidgeted in her seat. “I don’t believe I’ve been unreasonable. You asked me to be polite, and I have.”

“No. I said you owed it to yourself to get along with Clive. That it would be easier if you accepted your future—which you cannot do without first learning to at least answer him with words instead of the glares and tantrums you seem so insistent on sharing.”

And what then? she wanted to ask. Who would he expect her to cosy up to next?

He sighed and paced to the window, shoulders high with tension. “You promised me you would try, Brook.”

“That was before I realised life exists beyond these four walls,” she said before she could stop herself, “and whatever four walls you choose to deposit me in for the rest of my life.”

Donald whirled, his growl deep as his fists clenched. “How dare you disrespect me in that tone, young lady!”

Brook stiffened her spine in a refusal to cringe. “I mean you no disrespect, Father. But I am an adult and—”

“An adult with responsibilities.”

“Responsibilities to whom?”

“To the Coalition.” His finger shot from his fisted hand and poked at the air.

“Maybe I do not wish for this role into which I am being forced.”

Donald roared, the sound vibrating the frames of the pictures hung about the paisley décor’d walls.

That time, she did cringe, her shoulders hunching over until she had no choice but to peer up at him through her draping hair.

“It is not entrapment, Brook,” he said, his voice a gravelly tenor. “It is your birthright. And you will honour the Nicholls name.”

“But, Daddy—”

“This discussion is over. Go to your room. And when Clive or Stefan—or anyone else for that matter—calls to show an interest, you will be polite. I shall not have you bring embarrassment upon my corner of the Coalition. Do you understand me, young lady?”

A singular tear broke past her lower lid—one of frustration for her inability to fight against the cause her father seemed so bent on adhering to.

“Brook?” Donald asked, his tone stern.

“Yes, Father,” she whispered. “I understand.”

“Good girl.” He crossed the room, leaned down, and pressed a kiss to her forehead with such tenderness the past ten minutes might never have happened—except Brook knew they had. “You may go.”

She couldn’t quite bring herself to utter any thanks, instead dipping her face in acknowledgement of what he would consider to be his generosity. The instant he stepped back, she pushed up from the chair, taking great care to measure her steps so as not to run from the room. Her fingers shook as she reached for the handle and swung the door inward.

“Oh, and, Brook?”

She closed her eyes for a split second before she opened them and turned back to him.

“If you lock yourself in the guesthouse again when you have visitors, I shall ground you.”

Aaarrgh! She spun and raced from the room before the scream could be vocalised. What sort of twenty-four year old woman ended up grounded by her parents?

Clive straightened from where he leaned against the hall wall like he’d been waiting for her. “Brook?”

Heedless of her father’s demand spoken only moments before, she shoved past him, rounded the banister, and raced up the stairs.

“Go after her,” her father said from below. “She’ll be nice.”

Like hell. Swinging around the top banister took her to the first door tucked into the left hand corner of the landing. Beyond that, her bedroom. She barged in, slammed the door, and tossed herself down on a bed that resembled a giant doily.

Footsteps ascended the stairs.

She pressed her face into the white lace bedspread. Folds of the fabric gathered within her fisting hands as she forced back the shift poking at the edges of her mind. No doubt, her inner animal sensed her distress and wanted escape. Brook had never been so trapped within her own life. Not even when she had been kidnapped and caged a few months before.

A double knock sounded through her door.

Go away! she wanted to scream, but knowing her father would be listening in, likely stood at the bottom of the stairs awaiting proof of her compliance, she lifted her face from the bedding and forced out a sweetly spoken, “Come in.”

The handled twisted and the door opened.

She smelled Clive before he even entered the room. “Please shut the door behind you.”

The click told her he had.

With her face still close enough to the bed to suck up dust-mites, she flopped her arm out to the side and extended a finger toward her vanity dresser. “Please, have a seat.”

When the mattress depressed beside her, her head shot up.

Looking far too at-home with his back against her headboard, Clive gave a smile of satisfaction as he swung his legs up onto her bed.

Brook pushed to her knees, shoving at his feet. “Shoes off my bed.”

“Feel free to remove them for me.” He reached out and twined his fingers in the ends of her hair trailing on the mattress. “Maybe if you prove you can be amicable, I could convince Don a long-term mating might be a better option for you.”

“Ha!” She knocked his hand aside. “In other words, kiss your behind and you will put in a good word?”

“Would it kill you to try and get along?”

Kicking back, she landed on her rear and crossed her legs, the stubborn set of her jaw all but giving her answer.

“You’ve gotta realise I’m a better option than Andrew … or Chris … or Ray …” He ducked toward her a little as he ran through some of the other male Coalition members. “Please tell me I’m a better choice than Stefan.”

“Every choice offered to me stinks of petty politics I want no part of.”

Pain flittered across his features like a passing shadow. “What happened between us that you started hating me so much?”

She had known Clive for a lifetime. Since the day she had left her mother’s womb. “I do not hate you.”

“You think you’re the only one backed into a corner here?”

She knew she wasn’t. Clive probably had as many bruises from the manipulative nudges as she did. “But I am not the only female in the Coalition, Clive.” For decades, though, the male shifter population had outweighed the females by at least seven to one.

“I know that.” His golden gaze settled on hers, something akin to yearning glossing the orbs. “But you’re the only one I’m interested in.”

Brook didn’t need to ask him for what. The males in the Coalition chased the females for one reason only: the creation of successors.

“Well, maybe I …”

He toyed with her hair once more until it curled around his forefinger, his warm gaze lifting to hers. “Maybe what, Brook?”

Maybe I want more, her mind said, though she couldn’t bring herself to speak the words that would hurt him. She sighed. “Maybe I do not want to speak about this anymore.”


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I hope you guys have enjoyed reading along on your early peeks at Unnatural. Remember, you’ll all be able to grab your own copies come April 7th (mark your calendars!!!!), and in the meantime, I’d loveyalongtime if you add UNNATURAL to your Goodreads.

Cheers for stopping by; cheers for reading.