Now Available at Amazon

For all those who haven't yet run out and gotten their copy Dealing with the Dead is now available for purchase at AMAZON. Simply click HERE and it will take you right where you need to go.

Now Available for Pre-Order

Now that Dealing with the Dead is out it's time to turn ourselves back towards the Werewolves... And what better way to do that then go and Pre-Order Liam....
It's available through Silver Publishing and you can Pre-Order HERE

Blurb:

Being the Beta to the Panneath Alpha of Australia isn't an easy job, but Liam Anderson uses his position and constant travel to search for his mate. Unfortunately, he's yet to meet the person fated to be his.

Declan Morgan witnesses something he shouldn’t and has no choice but to flee Cairns and hope he's not followed. Exhausted, naked, and starving, he ends up at a house in the small town of Atherton.

Imagine Liam's surprise when he discovers his mate standing in his backyard. Overjoyed at finding him, he's also concerned the reason Declan had to run will get in the way of their happily ever after.

Excerpt:

Another week passed and Saturday night arrived as it invariably did and Declan Morgan once again found himself alone. Sometimes the fact he had no friends really bothered him. He had a younger brother, Tommy, and they were close, but the ten years age difference kept some distance between them. Declan didn't really want to hang out with his little brother all the time. They were members of the Cairns pack, but neither of them had made many friends.

Tommy had only really connected with two guys his own age. Declan, however, hadn't managed to hit it off with a single person. Declan never felt very comfortable around other people. He always worried he would say something stupid and end up embarrassing himself, so most of the time he didn’t say anything at all and just kept to himself. Being a pastry chef didn’t make it conducive to gaining friends. Declan woke up at four most mornings and crawled back into bed by no later than nine at night.

Since their parent's deaths a couple of years ago, Declan had watched over Tommy. They had packed up their lives a year ago and moved to Cairns, Queensland. Coming from the sweltering heat of central Australia it seemed the perfect place. Declan hadn’t really wanted to move half-way across the country, but he had to go where he could find work.

Now he just had to stick it out at his current job for another year or so, until he'd saved up enough cash to open his own little bakery. As much as he loved what he did for a living, he didn’t really enjoy the job he had at the moment. Much too commercial for his liking. He didn't want anything huge, just a small little bakery, and he thought with Cairns’s large tourist population, it would suit his needs. Declan had started to count down the days until he could realise the dream he’d had since he’d been a little boy.

Pulling his phone from his pocket Declan dialled his brother.

"’ello," the voice of his younger brother came through the phone.

"Hey, bro."

"Dec, where are you, man? I expected you home hours ago." Tommy sounded worried, and Declan really hadn’t wanted that.

"Sorry, Tommy, got caught up at work. They had two staff call in sick and I had to stay back to make sure everything got done. I'm just out at the pack grounds. I need a run. I should be home in about an hour," Declan told his brother.

"Okay, no worries. Chase, Jackson, and I will save you some pizza."

"Hah."

"Yeah, like there's going to be any left when you get through with it." Declan heard Chase say clearly through the phone line due to his enhanced hearing.

Declan laughed. His brother's friends were right; the way those boys ate food, it would be a miracle if any survived for him.

"Don't stress about it, Tommy, I can get my own food. Enjoy your evening with the guys and I'll see you soon."

"Will do. Later." Tommy hung up the phone and Declan checked to make sure the call had been disconnected before storing his phone and his wallet in the glove compartment of his car before getting out.

Winner

Hey guys,

Thanks to everyone who entered, some of those foods were truly disgusting. LOL
So the two winners of a copy of Dealing with the Dead are:
Amilyn
Yvette

If you would please e-mail me at info@tonigriffin.net and let me know what format you would like your book in I'll be more than happy to send it along. I have PDF, PRC or Mobi I believe.
If by chance you guys have already pre ordered than you can have your pick from one of my back list stories or a copy of Liam or a Very Holland Christmas.

Look forward to hearing from you soon :)

Contest time

Well it's that time again... I FINALLY have a new release coming out.
Dealing with the dead it due out next week on Saturday the 6th October.
So to win a free copy of the book simply comment and let me know the weirdest food you've seen for sale. (I know, random right?) but on my holiday to the states I found deep fried lasagne on a menu and I still can't quite believe it.
If you can't think of anything that's fine too..... I'll announce the winners (2) on Thursday next week.
If you have already preordered you can have your choice of one of my books already out or one of the next two coming soon.

Good luck to all

New cover art

I swear to god I am one lucky author. The amazingly talented Reese Dante has just sent me my new cover for Liam, book 1 in The Atherton Pack series and I couldn't wait to share it with you all.
Liam is set for release on November 10.

Isn't it stunning???

Now Available for Pre-Order

Hey guys,

Dealing with the Deal is now available for Pre-Order through Silver Publishing. Just click HERE and it will take you right where you need to go :)
For those who don't want to pre-order, DWTD will be released for sale on the 6th October.

I hope you all like Jayden and Noah. I had a lot of fun writing this one.

New Cover Art

The wonderfully talented Reese Dante sent me these this morning

 

 

 

Blurb:



Jayden Thompson is special. He’s a necromancer, but as the seventh son of a seventh son, he’s more powerful than anyone else in the country.

This is lucky for Noah Michaels when he walks into the Thompson Agency and finds out the sexy man with blue streaked hair is the only one who can take his case.
Falling in love with Jayden is easy, but watching him try to deal with the havoc his powers create isn’t.

Excerpt:
Jayden Thompson was exhausted when he finally made it into the office. After spending nearly the entire night at the cemetery all he wanted to do was crawl back into bed, but instead, he had to come to work. His night started out badly, and hadn’t gotten any better as it went along. First, there was the snob from an insurance agency who thought it was reasonable to show up forty-five minutes late for their appointment without letting him know.

This made him late for his next client, a very irate and upset Italian woman who wanted to say goodbye to her dead husband. Jayden had apologised profusely, even though he did try and call. It wasn’t his fault her phone battery had died. He didn’t know any Italian, but he had been pretty sure there were several swear words mixed in with her yelling.

After his last two clients, insurance agents once again, Jayden had needed some time to decompress. So he went to visit his grandad. Those were the times Jayden loved being a necromancer, it allowed him to talk to his grandad whenever he needed. On the other hand he had to deal with the business side of things. As much as he might hate it, necromancy was a business.

His family’s business as Jayden had been born into a family of Necromancers. Yes, they could raise and converse with the dead for short periods of time and no, they were not evil. It was just another form of magic. Witches' magic dealt with the living, Shifter magic came from within and Necromancers' magic dealt with the dead. It was as simple as that.

Jayden sat down at his desk, turned his computer on and opened the newspaper he had brought with him into the office that morning. Giving it a quick scan he rolled his eyes as he noticed yet another crocodile on the front page. He skimmed through the rest of the paper quickly, but found nothing else interesting. He threw it away and got to work.

Not many people could work with their entire family six days a week, but it seemed to work for his family. Jayden was thankful they all didn't still live together. He thought that would have sent him over the edge and caused him to commit mass homicide. He could probably convince the police to let him off with a warning as no-one can live and work with their large—and he meant large—family twenty-four hours a day.

He pulled out the new files that had been placed in his in-tray; the damn thing was empty when he left yesterday afternoon. Skimming through the files he found it was all basic stuff; insurance companies wanting clarification on a cause of death so they hopefully didn't have to pay out millions or families wanting one last chance to say goodbye to a loved one who was taken from them suddenly.

Jayden placed the files to the side and opened his e-mail. He looked through the calendar first to see how many appointments had been added to his day since he last checked it. Jayden groaned as he noticed he was nearly booked solid for the entire day.

As the youngest, he seemed to get stuck with all the less interesting jobs, as evidenced by the files in his in-tray. His dad and his eldest brothers, Jackson and Jessie, always seemed to get the good ones. His family had still not realised that Jayden was the most powerful of them all. He was the seventh son of a seventh son, but his father had never known about the older brother he had lost. That was a secret his grandad had only shared with him, and Jayden felt a pang of guilt at keeping it from his father.  Jayden had felt his magic bubbling under the surface of his skin from the tender age of thirteen.

He shuddered as he remembered walking home past the pet cemetery and seeing the forms of not just one, but nearly every pet in the place. He was only fourteen at the time, so he had screamed and run away.

Raising the dead was not an easy task. It took an amazing amount of energy and concentration. Normally a necromancer was able to raise two or three people in a night, and each of those for maybe fifteen minutes. Jayden, however, could raise someone and talk to them for hours without feeling drained. He often went and spoke with his granddad when he was feeling particularly lonely. He hadn't tested how many people he could raise in one night, but he figured it was a lot considering the pet cemetery incident.