The Alterealm Series by J. Risk

The HuntressThe Alterealm Series Book 1by J. RiskGenre: New Adult Paranormal FantasyWhere all those things that go bump in the night are real and other
realities do exist.What would you do if you woke up in another realm where the residents are
beings from fictional tales?Where all those things that go bump in the night are real and other
realities do exist!!Damariss Maxx just woke up in a world where all those things that go bump in
the night are real. An alternate realm where the residents are beings she thought only
existed in fiction.Will she find the way to keep life normal and simple for those unknowing
without losing her own sanity?All she has to do now is find a way to protect the people in her world
from the nightmares that have bleed from this other realm into it and
fulfill a prophecy that says she's their huntress queen or doom this
other world to a bleak, violent existence.Add to GoodreadsAmazon * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords
I didn’t even get both eyes opened and focused before I knew something was wrong.  Where was the color?  I was only seeing sepia? Everything was brown.  Blinking rapidly, I tried to readjust my eyes to see if there was any other hue.  It didn’t change a thing and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why.Sitting there, I tried to decipher what was going on and why I was sitting on the ground.  Looking down I ran my hand over the dried dusty surface.  Why was I on the ground? Craning my neck as far as I could in all directions, I looked around.  Okay, where was the pavement and cement? The buildings and streets I called my natural turf?The why’s flying around in my brain suddenly decided the top question, was what the hell was going on?Squeezing my eyes shut, I struggled to recall the last thing I remembered doing.  I was hunting down a bounty—a nice one with a large dollar sign attached to her.  I had tracked her ass down and…I confronted her? Yes, I was minutes away from calling Frank and telling him to get out his shiny pen and sign my check.So what happened between then and now?  Not to sound repetitive, which is something that drives me nuts, but what the hell was going on?Startled, I started to check for bullet holes or the deep crevices that knives leave behind in flesh.  That had to be it, I’d taken a beating and this was that in between place you sit when you’re near death’s door, but not quite ready to see what lies on the other side.
Finding no critical injury, I slumped forward and rubbed my head.  There was some rational explanation for this, there had to be.  Had I been drugged?  It could be some crazy hallucination.  Any minute now I was going to either wake up in my bed at home or some hospital with a cheery nurse leaning over me, reassuring me we are going to be just fine.  I only had to wait it out a little longer and all would be normal.The SeerThe Alterealm Series Book 2Sometimes crazy is all that works…Different.
Weird. Unwanted. Crazy. Afraid.That’s been the story of Crissy’s life.A life spent never quite knowing why she has these visions in her head.And just why she’s so afraid.Finding herself important and accepted for the first time in her life, the
workings of this other realm are confusing, but feel familiar. She’s
seen it before, and that feeling may just be home.Now in a place where she’s understood and loved, Crissy’s visions may
just help to tip the balance in the fight between good and evil.Add to GoodreadsAmazon * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords
“A stick and book, gray street sign and a purple door… they all fit but how?” I murmured to myself.I nodded and threw the ball some more. “A staff like a cane with runes carved in it… a spell of some sort I’m sure.” I bounced through twice more while sorting and then stopped and looked at the ball.Bouncing it again. “The book isn’t a book, but a journal that’s very old… not printed but written because it was seen.” I reversed the direction of the throws. “Written like a prophecy in a leather-bound journal.  Need to find out what prophecy he’s trying to break.”More bouncing, a little faster. “Grey street signs, but the street signs aren’t gray.” Bounced slower again, too chaotic with the fast rhythm. “A sign that isn’t grey, but white only seems gray under a street light.” I rocked my head to the motion of the ball. “A sign that isn’t gray but a sign is something used for directions, so you find your street. Grey street. That was so obvious I didn’t see it.”I caught the ball and nodded once, then threw it again. “Okay.” Wall to floor to wall again. “Purple door.  Purple is no longer my favorite color for reasons that are carved into my back. Purple, mage… a magical place? A door to go through?” I reversed the rhythm of throwing. “Or is it as simple as a purple door on gray street at night?” I bounced it harder, trying to see. “Underneath the door doesn’t make sense… unless it’s a tunnel and the door is above.”I caught the ball and held it in my hand. “Oh, I knowwhere Marcus will be, and what he’s doing. I have to go tell them.”I spun around and then jumped and screeched when I saw all of them standing there, silently watching me. “I…”
The EmpathThe Alterealm Series Book 3A century of questions brought no answers, until now.A century always on the move, never aging and not being able to form
relationships, Alona has far more questions than answers. Absorbing
the emotional turmoil of others is bad enough, with the headaches,
nausea and blackouts, but it is the loneliness that is a never-ending
ache. A bizarre encounter with a crazy-erratic redhead in a nightclub brings
her the promise of answers, if only she can open her mind to the
possibilities. Life will change in ways she never thought possible,
or could ever imagine. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords

Biting my lip, I tapped Chase’s name and hit dial. I suppose even having a king to call was something, even if I was uncomfortable.“Duchess, this a surprise.”“For us both.” I glanced at the door. “I seem to have a situation.”The women knocked on the door. Opening it a crack, I smiled and took the two dresses she offered. I lifted a finger, hoping she was intelligent enough to see I was on the phone whilst supposedly trying on dresses. With her best sales clerk smile, she nodded and walked away.“What sort of situation do you have?”I heard a door close and wherever he had been, it was now quieter. “I believe I’m being followed.  Actually, I’m quite positive I am.”“Same stalker that gave you the card?”I shook my head, then stopped realizing he couldn’t see me. “No, it’s not him. There’s two of them, and they’ve been there each time I’ve turned around. Now they are standing outside the shop I’m in.”“Where are you? Are you safe at the moment?”“Yes. I’m in a changing room.”  I glanced down to see I still held the two dresses the clerk brought and hung them up.“Really? That’s interesting, I’ve never had a call from a changing room before.”I sat down. “I’m so happy to tick that off your new experience list. What do you suggest I do?”“Well… I’d have to see what you’re trying on to help you decide…” He chuckled. “Just use your transporter.”
Closing my eyes, I sighed. “I would, if I hadn’t left it at home.”The WitchThe Alterealm Series Book 4Doing a favor for your best friend never works out.Finding a best friend and roommate in Erin, Bethany agrees to use her magic
to help a group of Erin’s new friends. But something told her that
things were off, and now she’s got to use her powers to get her
friend back. Sharing a small apartment and struggling to survive was far better than being
locked away with no word of Erin, and a niggling feeling that the
stories she was told aren’t the truth. Discovering another realm, learning about her powers and making things right,
Bethany must make amends for all she did wrong, no matter the
consequences. Goodreads * Amazon
I glared at the clear wall. I’d done it all right. The royal guard had called someone when I told him I had news of Leone and now I was standing in a large glass box. I touched it, I wasn’t even sure if it was glass, whatever it was I was surrounded by it. I couldn’t even see out of it, how that was possible to not see through clear glass, I had no idea. I paced around trying not to scream.  I’d already tried magic to no avail. It was blocked in here.  Something changed on the one side of my cube and a man stood looking at me through the glass. Another giant. He had long black hair and haunting gray eyes.  He didn’t look anything like Leone. He just stood there legs apart, arms crossed over his large chest, just looking at me like I was a bug.I didn’t know if he could hear me or not, but I didn’t have time for this staring contest. “As much as I appreciate being chosen to be part of your display case barbies, I don’t have time for games. I need to find Leone’s brothers.”He turned his head and then two more men stood there. Twin giants. Holy crap was all I could think there.“Guys, this isn’t going to help Leone. Find me someone in charge.  Do you guys speak English or is all that muscle blocking off your voice boxes?”  I sighed. No reaction at all.Two women appeared and then in the span of a few moments ten pairs of eyes were staring right at me. They were talking, but I couldn’t read lips. I looked for any resemblance to Leone. One had the same brown eyes, and another had the same hair color as Leone, neither looked very approachable. The one with the I-will-kill-you-and-not-think-twice aura and same hair color as Leone moved to the side.“You have news of my brother?”I actually jumped when his voice filled my cube. I nodded. “Yes.”  I’d found his family.“Where are you from?”  I frowned. “Pluto, what the hell does that matter?”He turned and again I couldn’t hear them.  “Seriously?”  Reaching into my pocket I pulled out the chain and pendant Leone had said everyone knew was his.  Holding it in my palm, I went over to the wall and slapped my hand against it.  All eyes went wide. Oh, they knew that, I thought. “Figured that would get your attention,” I said just in case they could hear me. I stared at the one with Leone’s eyes. “I don’t have time to screw around. Leone needs help. Now.”The door to my display cubical opened. The guard that had put me in here motioned for me to come out. I did hesitantly, then went where he pointed. Into the space with those ten anxious and angry looking people. Mostly angry.“Talk quickly,” the big scary one said, then waved his hand for me to speak.
“Oh yeah, you’re definitely related to him.”  My hands tingled, my magic must not be blocked in this room. He was huge and scary as shit. He stepped toward me. I held up my hand, sparks and all toward him. “You stay right there.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to hurt anyone.”J. Risk is a pseudonym used by Author Jacqueline Paige (Multi-published
Paranormal Romance author of The Magic Seasons series, The Hidden
Senses Trilogy, The Dream Series and more)I wanted to write a story that would fit into new adult levels as well
as adult. Something that was serious with fun elements--paranormal /
fantasy that everyone could read and enjoy.I've decided to use J. Risk as the pen name for this to separate this
series from my other writing which is definitely adult reading
material.Jacqueline Paige lives in Ontario in a small town that's part of the popular
Georgian Triangle area. She began her writing career in 2006 and since her first published works
in 2009 she hasn't stopped. Jacqueline describes her writing as "all
things paranormal", which she has proven is her niche with
stories of witches, ghosts, physics and shifters now on the shelves. When Jacqueline isn't lost in her writing she spends time with her five
children, most of whom are finally able to look after her instead of
the other way around. Together they do random road trips, that
usually end up with them lost, shopping trips where they push every
button in the toy aisle, hiking when there's enough time to escape
and bizarre things like creating new daring recipes in the kitchen.
She's a grandmother to four (so far) and looks forward to corrupting
many more in the years to come.Website * Facebook * Twitter * Pinterest * Amazon * GoodreadsFollow the tour HERE
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