Dangerous Designs
(Designs #1)
by Dale Mayer
Published
by Valley Publishing (Indie)
Length:
200 pages (eBook format)
YA Fantasy Romance
Contains elements of action and adventure
Heat Level: Sweet
Available at:
Amazon -
Blurb:
Drawing is her world...but when her new pencil comes alive,
it's his world too.
Her... Storey Dalton is seventeen and
now boyfriendless after being dumped via Facebook. Drawing is her escape. It's
like as soon as she gets down one image, a dozen more are pressing in on her.
Then she realizes her pictures are almost drawing themselves...or is it that
her new pencil is alive?
Him... Eric Jordan is
a new Ranger and the only son of the Councilman to his world. He's crossed the
veil between dimensions to retrieve a lost stylus. But Storey is already
experimenting with her new pencil and what her drawings can do - like open
portals.
It... The stylus is a
soul-bound intelligence from Eric's dimension on Earth and uses Storey's
unsuspecting mind to seek its way home, giving her an unbelievable power. She
unwittingly opens a third dimension, one that held a dangerous predatory
species banished from Eric's world centuries ago, releasing these animals into
both dimensions.
Them... Once in Eric's
homeland, Storey is blamed for the calamity sentenced to death. When she
escapes, Eric is ordered to bring her back or face that same death penalty.
With nothing to lose, can they work together across dimensions to save both
their worlds?
Excerpt:
"Storey, is that you,
honey?"
Her mother knocked on the door
and pushed it open, the light from the hallway lighting the few silver strands
in her otherwise brown hair. "Can't you sleep?"
"Sorry if I woke you."
Storey sat up, brushing her own jet black hair back off her face. "Just a
bad dream."
"That's because you didn't
have any dinner. I checked up on you after the meeting finished. You'd fallen
asleep." Her mother's fingers twisted around a dangling lock of hair as
she stepped into the room. She bit her lip. "Storey, you have to eat.
You're already skinny enough."
Bone rack is what a jock had
called her last month. Looking down, Storey realized they could be right. Her
hip bones stuck out to match her big elbows. And her body had developed to the
point where she barely missed the skinny scarecrow look. Too bad. She might
have been able to make that work.
"I'm eating, Mom. They had
pizza in class today, so I didn't need my lunch. Ate that on the way
home." That was a lie. Still, she had more important things to worry about
than food.
Relief washed over her mom's
pretty face. "Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. Sometimes I worry about
you."
Sometimes? Didn't she mean all
the time? Was that normal for moms? Then again, there was a world of difference
between normal and her mother.
"What time is it?"
Storey looked out the window. Blackness stared back.
"It's just a little after
midnight. Please get into your pajamas. You don't want to be sleeping in those
jeans." She backed up to the open door. "If you're all right, I'll
say good night. It is witching hour, after all." With a carefree grin, her
mom closed the door.
Witching hour. Right. Only in her
house. Sighing at her mother's antics, Storey collapsed down on her covers and
fell into a light, troubled sleep.
"Storey."
She sighed. "What now,
Mom?"
No answer. She sat up and glanced
at the closed door. Weird. She could've sworn she'd heard someone calling her.
Lying down again, she pulled her blankets over top, not bothering to get
changed into her nightclothes.
"Storey."
She bolted upright. That's it. Who the hell was playing
games with her?
"Storey."
Throwing back the blankets,
Storey knelt on her bed. "Who said that?" she hissed into the early
morning air. Not trusting the gloomy light, she flicked her bedside lamp on,
quickly scanning the room. Empty. "I am so losing it. This is nuts."
Her gaze landed on the backpack
on her floor. Her eyes widened. Oh no.
"No, no. Hell, no." She
shook her head, slowly at first then more wildly. "This can't be
happening. It's a picture. Nothing more. Nothing less. I created you. I can
destroy you."
That's exactly what she was going
to do. She dragged the backpack onto her bed and opened it. The knot defied her
first and second attempts, before she managed to pull the laces apart and yank
out her sketchpad. "I don't know what's going on here, but enough is
enough."
She flipped to the last page
she'd been working on and grabbed it at the top left and pulled. It wouldn't
tear off. She tightened her grip and tried again. It refused to budge. Scared
now, she threw it on the floor and in a fit of defiance, she jumped on it.
And fell through the picture,
through the floor even.
She went right through the doorway in her picture.
Reviews:
5.0 out of 5 stars – “A Wonderful Read!”
“From beginning to end, Dale
Mayer drags the reader on a journey that ends on a cliff! From the beginning,
the reader is immediately engaged in the life of Storey Dalton
Eric Jordan is sent from
another dimension to retrieve the stylus (the pencil), left behind by a
scientist. After discovering Storey has the stylus and is quickly bonding with
it, Eric has to figure out a way to retrieve the object with hurting her. They
soon find themselves in the middle of a dimensional war and a struggle to save
both of their worlds.
The novel is a reflection of
our modern society and it's treatment of those who are different without being
a moral brick to the head. Storey's compassion and tenacity are wonderful to
see and I loved the way she influenced others to open their eyes and see their
world. The cliffhanger the author placed at the end left me stunned! My
understanding is the next novel picks up where this one leaves off. I'm ready
to pick up the next one (Book 2) to see what happens next!”--Kmoaton
5.0 out of 5 stars – “Fabulous
start to a new series!”
“Holy Hannah! Are you trying to kill me, Dale Mayer? Are you?!? You
must delight in putting your heroines into horribly taxing situations and then
leaving them there like so much baggage! I have to admit that I liked the story
before but leaving poor Storey in the lurch she was left in made me gasp and
jump online to hunt down when the next book would be available. *curls into a
little fetal ball and rocks*
So, in case you couldn't figure it out, this book ends on a pretty
hefty cliffhanger. I mean, there are cliffhangers and then there are
cliffhangers. This one is the second. This is one that blindsided me. I thought
everything was working out and we'd get some happy time before jumping into the
next part of the story. Alas, no. Am I salivating to know what happens? Indeed
I am.
*deep breath* I liked this book. I liked it quite a lot. I thought
Storey was an interesting character. I liked that she thought outside the box.
I liked that her questioning of things made Eric begin to question things. I
liked that the bad guys aren't all black and white. I have no clue how things
are going to play out in the next book and that's kind of a neat feeling. On
top of the imminent peril our heroine is in, there are a lot of things that
Storey unwittingly did as she was learning to use the stylus that she'll have
to figure out how to undo.
Needless to say, I'm looking forward to the next book.”--Kelly
Rubidoux
5.0 out of 5 stars – “A unique,
wonderful book in a new amazing YA series!”
“I think the main character, Storey, may be one of my favorite female
leads ever. This girl showed almost no weakness; she was strong, determined,
and remained calm in the face of danger. Instead of acting helpless and
uncertain, she took charge of pretty much every situation, not afraid of her
abilities with the stylus. She only yearned to learn more about what she could
do with it. I think Eric was a great match for her - even when things seemed
hopeless and the council members in his dimension wanted her dead, he stayed by
her side and believed in her. When the book starts out, Eric insists that his
world is so much more superior and simply believes in everything he's been
told. He really shows growth when he stands up to his father and the rest of
the council on Storey's behalf, arguing that she didn't know the repercussions
of picking up the stylus (which she thought was just an old pencil).
I absolutely loved the characters, they were multi-dimensional and it
was easy to see them grow as the story progressed. I really enjoyed the entire
story line, it felt really fresh and unique and the entire book flowed
extremely well. I literally could not put it down!
I don't have much bad to say about this book. I would have liked to
know more about Eric and his world. From what I can gather it is much like our
world, only more advanced since they studied us for many years and learned from
our technology. I would have just liked more descriptions about the other
dimension (both Eric's and the one where the enemies, Louer's, exist).
Romance Sizzle or Fizzle? : I would have to say sizzle! It was a slow
moving relationship, with Storey more wary of Eric in the beginning than
anything, wondering why he was so interested in her and her "pencil".
As she learns about the stylus and the other dimensions, she realizes she needs
Eric in order to survive and decides to work with him to try and fix
everything. The more time they spend together, the more they are drawn to each
other. Their first kiss caught Storey completely off-guard, but that's all it
took for her to realize that maybe she has more feelings for Eric than she
thought.
I found this book to be extremely unique. It involved different
dimensions, a stylus that is capable of almost anything, and an enemy that,
although terrifying, has a tortured past. It was definitely a very refreshing,
new YA read.
This book was so different than any I've read lately and it had me
hooked from the beginning. There was a nice balance of action, discovery, and
mystery, with a nice bit of romance in there as well. The ending will leave you
reeling and I guarantee you'll be saying "I need book two NOW!"--Jamie (Bookerella)
Deadly Designs (Designs
#2)
by Dale Mayer
Published
by Valley Publishing (Indie)
Length:
200 pages (eBook format)
YA Fantasy Romance
Contains elements of action and adventure
Heat Level: Sweet
Available at:
Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009OWQWEI/
Blurb:
Drawing is her world...but when she's banished to a deadly
new world and needs help, it's his world too.
Her...
Storey Dalton
Him...
Eric Jordan races to save Storey, only to realize a close family member has
betrayed them both. Now the enemy is closing in on him. When he meets up with
Storey, he knows her plans are a bad idea, but she won't be dissuaded...and it
could be their only way of staying alive.
It...
The stylus, now bonded to Storey's artistic soul, is determined to survive this
new chaos - against all odds. But damaged from a prolonged separation, he can't
help Story or Eric - without making things worse.
Them...
Storey is determined to make things right. Eric is determined to help her.
Neither counts the personal cost, until their very lives are in danger.
Excerpt #1:
Panic sat on the edge of her
consciousness, waiting for a moment of weakness to pounce. She'd come to rely
on the stylus and sketchbook so much that she found herself at a loss as to
what to do now. Her simple codex, not like the high-tech one that Eric wore,
didn't appear to be functioning either. She'd tried pushing the buttons, hoping
to recreate the same musical combination Eric had used, but the instrument made
no sounds.
Had the Councilman managed to
switch codexes so Paxton gave her a broken one, too? Or was it the prison walls
preventing the codex from functioning? Or her being in an altogether different
dimension?
She wished she'd taken the time
to learn more about how to use these travel machines. She'd figured she had
time to study it at her leisure once she got home. Have Eric give her some
one-on-one training time this coming weekend, maybe.
Now she was imprisoned with only
the codex, which she had no idea how to use, to help her escape. Damn it.
She could excuse her lack of
foresight. It had been a hellish couple of days. Her emotions had been all over
the place.
Yeah. Hindsight gave her a
different perspective. If she couldn't draw her way out of here, or portal her
way back through the codex's abilities, she was literally stuck here with only
old fashioned methods of escape. Now if only she knew what they were.
She had yet to see her captors.
She also had no weapons or anything to make a weapon from. For all intents and
purposes, she'd been dumped into a hole in the ground and forgotten.
A horrible thought and one she
really didn't want to dwell on.
She couldn't believe how much she
missed her stylus. She could only hope whoever had it was taking care of it.
There were souls in there. Souls that needed care.
Wait.
She had been able to communicate
verbally with her stylus, at least while she'd been holding it. She'd still had
to write the answers down, but…what if she scratched a message in the dirt?
Would the stylus be able to talk to her? They were still bonded and according
to it, would eventually be able to communicate both ways telepathically. Only
she had to develop her skills for that to happen.
It was worth a try. But what did
she have to scratch in the dirt with? She studied the tab on her jacket zipper.
Made from hard metal, it had ripped half off already.
With a hard tug, she pulled the
tab off and took several steps forward, looking for where the ground might be
softest. Everything that she'd seen so far had been damn near rock. Back where
she'd first regained consciousness, she squatted down and scratched, Stylus, can you hear me?
Silence.
She scratched again. Stylus, I'm in trouble. Can you help?
More silence.
Damn it. She didn't want to admit
it, but fear was starting an insidious slide inside her mind. She tried again,
harder, almost making her fingers bleed from trying to scratch an impression
into the ground with such a small tool. Stylus.
I need help. Contact Paxton. I need Eric to escape.
Silence.
She bowed her head. What had she
expected?
She'd been tossed into a hell
hole and no one knew. Except…maybe, the Councilman. The man was a power hungry
toad. Remembering the look of satisfaction in his beady eyes as she disappeared
to God knew where sent more shivers down her spine. It also had another effect.
Anger and pride rose to battle
the loneliness and fear. She would not let him win.
She refused.
Excerpt #2:
Closing her eyes she called out
to the stylus in a soft whisper. "Are you there?"
A buzz answered her. Stronger,
clearer, but still indistinct because she had no way to write down the answers.
She grabbed her zipper pull and held it against what must be a seat butted up
against the side of the table and asked again.
Slowly her hand moved. Yes.
Oh thank heavens for that.
"Where are you?"
Don't know.
Of course it didn't. Neither did
she. But...it was a computer-like thingy so maybe it could send out a beacon.
Transmitting is what she thought it was called. Or something like that. She
didn't know much about computers except to use one to get onto the Internet.
"Can you send out a signal,
a noise to let me know where you are?"
Instantly, there was an odd ring
tone going off in her head. Or in the air? No, surely not. She spun around
looking for the source. There, in the cupboards. She raced toward the spot,
scared to alert whoever was in the other room to her presence. There were deep
shelves inside. She quickly searched them. The stylus just looked like an old
carpenter's pencil. Dull and dark, it was hard to see in the dark.
The noise was definitely louder
here. Excited, she dropped to her knees and checked the bottom spaces. Maybe it
had been dropped.
The noise increased to almost
deafening now. A good sign. She rummaged through items that made her happy as
they were almost recognizable. A ball, maybe a bat? A bunch of toys like a ball
on string or wire and a wooden post. Like a child's closet. Off to one side
were tablets of some kind. Maybe for writing on, like miniature chalkboards.
Even chalk would be a huge help. She should have had some in her backpack – if
and when she ever found it. She moved to the next cubby hole and the music in
her head changed from a weird ring tone to an almost soothing lullaby.
"Does that mean I'm almost
there, Stylus?"
The lullaby increased in volume.
It increased so much, she could hardly stand it. She shoved her hand into the
jumbled mess and closed around a half dozen objects.
She touched something that made
her fingers tingle.
The lullaby came to a dead stop.
Warmth shot up her arm. She
withdrew her handful until she could see what she'd snagged clearly.
Her stylus!
Joy shot through her. She was
saved.
And then she took another look
and stopped. How could this be possible?
There, clutched in her fingers,
were three pencils that could have all been styluses. And maybe they were? Who
would have stashed these in here, lost and forgotten gems that could have saved
these people so much hardship?
She didn't know that they were styluses, but as she studied each
one, the magical lettering shone on the side of each one. Unbelievable. Did
they have souls attached to them too?
And if there were three, what was
the chance there were more?
It was important to find every one.
She didn't know how she knew that, but she did. Tucking those three securely
into her pocket, she dove into the bottom of the cupboard and sorted through
the mess. And found two more. Unbelievable. Now she didn't dare leave any
behind. There were people in there, after all.
She felt responsible for getting
them to safety, too. Knowing she didn't have the time to spare, but unable to
help herself, she went back in for a third and final time, she found one more,
really old looking one jammed into the joinery at the very back. Six styluses.
Pulling back slightly, a wary eye to the open door, she moved over and checked
every cupboard, as fast and as systematically as she could in order to not miss
one. Ten panicked minutes later, she had a broken one in her hand. No others
though. She'd searched every shelf. Now to safety.
She ran across the room and back
into the open doorway from where she'd entered.
Just as she hit the safety of the
darkness, she heard a loud grunt behind her.
Shit.
Reviews:
5.0 out of 5 stars – “Wow!”
“Dale has done it again with
this adventure. I really liked that she inserted the last chapter of the
previous book 'Dangerous Designs' to bring you back into the story. The world
she built, the characters, the motives, all ring true. She has a fantastic
imagination. I can't wait for the next book to come out.”--Donna
Caubarreaux
About the Author:
Dale
Mayer is a prolific multi-published writer. She's best known for her Psychic
Visions series. Besides her romantic suspense/thrillers, Dale also writes
paranormal romance and crossover young adult books in several different
genres. To go with her fiction, she also
writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume
writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has
recently published her Career
Essentials Series . All her books are available
in print format as well.
Visit
Dale online at:
Website - http://www.dalemayer.com
Twitter
- http://www.twitter.com/dalemayer
Facebook
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BOOKS BY DALE MAYER
Psychic Vision Series
Tuesday's Child
Hide'n Go Seek
Maddy's Floor
Single Title Romantic Suspense/thrillers
Touched by Death – out now!
Novellas
It's a Dog's Life- romantic comedy
Young Adult Books
In Cassie's Corner
Dangerous Designs – Book I
Deadly Designs – Book 2 – out now!
Vampire in Denial – Book I of Blood Ties
Vampire in Distress – Book 2!
Gem Stone Mystery Series- out now!
Non-Fiction Books
Career Essentials: The Resume
Career Essentials: The Cover Letter
Career Essentials: The Interview
Career Essentials: 3 in 1
My 5 star review of Book 2 in the Design Series
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My 5 star review of Book 1 in the Design Series
Brilliant master piece in the YA Paranormal genre.
Filled with suspense that kept you glued to the pages as the story unfolds of Storey and her ability to draw portals into other dimensions. Creating havoc as she learns to control this powerful tool she picked up while walking in the woods, close to the town she was living in.
We met up with the sixteen year old Storey in a small town. Shunned by most peers she was used to be on her own. What made matters worse was her mother's choice in life style. Causing endless problems and allowing the teenager to withdrew from any one.
But when she picked up the stylus or pencil her world changed. Not necessarily for the better.
She met up with a young man Eric, from another dimension discovering there were more worlds on Earth she care to admit.
This is where all the drama begins and you meet his father, autocratic in his ways, Paxton Eric's mentor; and she found a people that was so far superior but when it came to action they were cowards. And once again a earthling, young girl must save the day.
Realizing she could move through the veils through the sketches she made she learn about her own strengths abilities and her willingness to help these people that has a death banned on her. Accusing her for their own troubles.
She learn about the Louers wrapped in mystery and trying to understand their world.
Then she found out by simply asking questions that the stylus could not only sketch but also "talk" to her and so help Eric's people from the awaiting doom.
Storey immersed from a distant, depressed young woman to be a strong, willful woman that spring into action. Spirited and spontaneous, finding meaning in her life.
Brilliantly written that caused me to read the book quickly, and then left with a cliff hanger.
But do not fear, Book 2 is out.
Highly recommended to lovers of YA Urban Fantasy Suspense Novels.
The author's imagination is absolutely great to come up with this idea, creating dimensions with the help of a seventeen year old artist and a stylus.
The story continues, thankfully with Storey and Eric who discovers the deceit of the Councilman, his father.
They met up with Tammy and her pet. A six year old little girl and Louer.
They are transported from dimension to dimension, traveling back to end up in her room once again, solving the problem of Tammy and how to get her to her family.
Romance is also in the air between the two young people and hopefully it will continue since once again we are left with a cliffhanger at the end. Meaning Book 3 will come.{smile}
The characters develop more strongly although their was a time of break down for Storey as the enormity of the task at hand was just to big. Which is understandable under the circumstances.
The flow of the story line, the build up in the plot still continue to give the reader a good read and the reason to buy the next book.
A good clean series for parents to give to their teenagers with a love for urban fantasy.
The story continues, thankfully with Storey and Eric who discovers the deceit of the Councilman, his father.
They met up with Tammy and her pet. A six year old little girl and Louer.
They are transported from dimension to dimension, traveling back to end up in her room once again, solving the problem of Tammy and how to get her to her family.
Romance is also in the air between the two young people and hopefully it will continue since once again we are left with a cliffhanger at the end. Meaning Book 3 will come.{smile}
The characters develop more strongly although their was a time of break down for Storey as the enormity of the task at hand was just to big. Which is understandable under the circumstances.
The flow of the story line, the build up in the plot still continue to give the reader a good read and the reason to buy the next book.
A good clean series for parents to give to their teenagers with a love for urban fantasy.
Hi! Thanks so much for hosting my series and being part of my barrage!
ReplyDeleteI'm delighted to hear you enjoyed my series! Book 3 will be out in the spring :)