Dorianna by Catherine Stine

Dorianna by Catherine Stine

What word best describes true love?

Exclusivity. Having Ander love me as much as I love him, having him forget about Lacey

© Finish this sentence: When I think of love, I think of Ander and I cuddling on the Coney Island beach

© What’s your ideal romantic evening?

I loved it when Ander danced with me at my Yellow Party.

© What’s the perfect Valentine’s Day gift?

Ander letting me read his secret journal, him surprising me with a love poem there.

© Did you ever think you’d found that perfect love? What happened?

What happened was that Ander’s still in love with his ex, Lacey. What also happened was Wilson lured me into his enchanted, magnetic trap and now I don’t know how to get out of it!

© What are the ideal traits you’re looking for in a forever love?

Forever-ugh… now that I’m tormented by my inner beast Wilson somehow contaminated me with, and Wilson said I’m basically immortal, I’m not so sure “forever” is a gift! I’d like to grow with Ander, except he’ll grow up and older, but I won’t. How’s that for a dilemma!

© What song title best describes your relationship track record?

“Looking for Love in All The Wrong Places” or Rhianna’s “We Found Love in a Hopeless Place”.

© Why are you still single?

Well, I’m only seventeen. Plus, I’ll be seventeen forever, while my contemporaries age.

© What type of man are you instinctively drawn to?

Soulful, tortured, handsome. A writer like Ander. Unfortunately, I’m also drawn to charismatic, powerful, manipulative guys like Wilson. Ack!

© What’s an absolute deal breaker in a relationship?

My man still being in love with his ex like Ander is. My man being the Prince of Darkness like Wilson is!

© What was your first opinion of each other?

I fell for Ander immediately! At first he was using me to make Lacey jealous. He thought I was plain. That was before my transformation. Still, he did fall for me without any magic on my part. Pretty amazing!

© What first attracted you to each other?

He appreciated I was different than the elegant, jaded city girls in Brooklyn or NYC. I was from rural Indiana. I think he liked that I was kind of hokey, and drove a Dixie Chopper and harvested Brussels Sprouts with a bowie knife. Earthy but bada@s, you know? I liked him because he talked to me from the very first day when I was new at school. Because he was so incredibly handsome yet little boyish too. Not your typical hipster.

© What kept you from acting on that attraction?

I knew he was stringing me along for a while. As soon as he actually fell for me and I sensed it, we kissed.

© Who made the first move and what was it?

We danced together. He stroked my leg on the subway. He kissed me on the forehead, And it just went from there, each delicious step closer.

© What would he have to change to make this relationship work?

He’d have to make a choice between me and Lacey. He’s still too confused because suddenly she wants him back. I think it’s only because she knows I want him. Sucks.

© What would you be willing to change to make this relationship succeed?

I can’t be with him, or anyone, until I kill this goddamn demon inside me. And I don’t know how.

© What could stand in your way?

I can’t tell Ander about my dark side, and I promised myself never to manipulate him through my powers. I have to kill this beast in me. It curses at me, kicks me from the inside out, makes me do horrid things. I’m not acting like my old self. I never thought I’d say this, but I miss that old hokey girl! And Wilson just keep saying he told me there’d be consequences if I made a vow. How was I supposed to know it was for real? I thought he was joking but now it’s too late. I don’t want to hurt Ander. Not at all.

 

DORIANNA

Catherine Stine

 

Contemporary/Paranormal Teen Romance

Released October 24, 2014

 

 

Internet followers, beauty, power. It all sounded good. Until it transformed into a terrifying reality Dorianna couldn’t stop.

 

When her father is jailed, her mother ships Dorianna to her aunt’s house. Dorianna yearns to build a new identity, but the popular Lacey bullies her—mostly for getting attention from her ex, Ander.

 

Ander takes Dorianna to Coney Island where Wilson, a videographer, creates a stunning compilation of her. She dreams of being an online sensation, tired of being plain and lonely, and vows she’d give anything to go viral. Wilson claims he’s the Prince of Darkness and offers her the beauty and fame she’s dreamed of—warning her that a pledge has its downsides.  Dorianna has no idea of how dire those consequences might be.

 

 

Buy links:  Evernight Teen    Amazon      

 

 

 

Excerpt:

 

On the way to my new school, I catch a glimpse of my face in a shop mirror. Even though I hate mirrors, I force myself to look. No one needs to remind me I’m plain.

 

Leaning forward, I examine my pale skin with its tracery of blue underneath. It looks like granny spider veins. And I never smile all the way. That would expose my wonky teeth—one front tooth slightly over the other.

 

My hair’s limp, but it’s auburn with peachy highlights. I’ve got that going for me, at least. Lifting up a lock, I admire its warm glow in the September sun. And there’s still a hint of eagerness in my eyes––they haven’t knocked that out of me. It’s hope, whispering, “Maybe this place will be different. Maybe they won’t walk past me as if I’m floating dust.”

 

I’ve been here in Brooklyn for four days, shuffled away from family chaos to my Aunt Carol’s house. She’s nice so far, but I don’t really know her. It’s too bad we could never afford to fly east for family reunions. I do know she’s a fundraiser for a public radio station, and owns one floor in a brownstone. And that she eats vegetarian, and neatly folds the nubbly throws on her earth-tone Pottery Barn couch.

 

And she’s the sister of my screw-up father.

 

I’m not sorry I left Wabash. School there was a train wreck. It got so lonely, watching the reigning couples kissing their way down the halls. I wanted someone’s arms around me, too, or at least another good friend after Jen. But it wasn’t meant to be, after gossip spread that my father was sent to jail for committing moral turpitude. My mom took to her bed, and I took over. We were struck with loss and horror and shock all at once. Mom needed me last spring. I tried to help in any way I could, until she insisted that I needed a total break from the family. Or was it Mom who needed the break?

 

I’m going to suck it up. I am. If she needs the break, she can have it. Maybe I need one, too. I’m determined to pump myself up to face a different army of kids.

 

Ambling down Montague Street, past the cute boutiques, I soak in the balmy September sun and survey my new stomping grounds. These Brooklyn streets are as delicious as strawberry shortcake. The narrow shops are a wonder of necklaces, handmade with glass bits and bottle tops, and leafy bracelets fashioned from green computer chips.

 

The caffeine-laced scents wafting from the cyber café draw me in. As I walk by, I sneak looks at the lean, fox-quick boys with scruffy hair, low-slung belts, and tees that read Neon Pandas and Oubliettes of Onyx. Bands I’ve never heard of, since out in Hoosier Land they mostly play country music.

 

I smile, picturing myself talking to a slinky boy who makes me my very own playlist—he’d call it Songs for a Brooklyn Beauty. A girl can dream, right?

 

Turning down Court Street, a woman breezes past me in a black jumpsuit. Another dramatic beauty in thigh-high boots floats by, with two dachshunds tugging against their pink leashes. As I glance back at her, I imagine her working as a Broadway actress, dancing across a stage in those fancy boots.

 

Just then, one of her dogs works free of her grasp, and streaks into the street. “Hey!” I call. “Hey, pup!” I dash after it, grab the pink leather strap, and coax it back toward the curb as a bakery van careens around the corner, the driver pounding on his horn.

 

The booted lady runs over to me. “Thanks so much!” she says, breathless.

 

“Happy to help. Couldn’t let your sweet dog be hit.” Our eyes meet as I hand her the leash, and her smile touches me. I watch for another moment as she walks demurely on.

 

Everything here vibrates with possibility, if I block out my dread of school. It’s my chance to figure out who I want to be, which I couldn’t quite do back home. I can’t wait to let my old, stale-kernel life rot on the vine, and start over.

 

Reading the sign on a red colonial stone building, I sway with sudden trepidation: School. Ivy sprints up its scholarly walls, and its walkway is marked with marble planters. Each one bursts with purple chrysanthemums, as if this is the cheeriest high school ever. I’m here, no turning back. Look, you’re smart, I tell myself, you tested in and even got a scholarship here. Maybe private school kids are easier on new students. Unlikely, but I’ll give it my best.

 

 

 

Author Bio:Catherine Stine YA author photo

Catherine Stine’s YA novels span the range from science fiction to dark fantasy to modern horror. Her futuristic thriller, Fireseed One was a finalist in YA and SF in the USA News International Book Awards and an Indie Reader Approved notable. Its companion novel, Ruby’s Fire was a finalist in the Next Generation Indie Awards. She also writes new adult fiction as Kitsy Clare, and her Art of Love series (Model Position and Private Internship) is about Sienna’s artistic perils in NYC. Her YA paranormal, Dorianna is her new YA horror from Evernight Teen. Catherine’s love of dark fantasy came from her father reading Edgar Allen Poe to her when she was a child. She was also addicted to science fiction as a teen. The freakier the better! She teaches workshops in writing speculative fiction and is a member of RWA, SFWA and SCBWI.

 

 

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