Cry Wolf by Sophie Avett + Sinister Stitches Character Interview of Adonis June 2014
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Join fabulous Sophie Avett as she tackles another fairy tale.
There’s a wild animal on the loose in the black forests surrounding New Gotham...
Not that anyone cares.
Well, Peter doesn't care.
Peter Ume is more interested in finding a way to alleviate the skull-numbing boredom of a city wide shut down. So far his ideas for excitement hover between stealing an unwary idiot’s underwear (soul works, too), setting someone’s eyebrows on fire, or stabbing the next person he meets in the eye with a hot French fry.
It turns out, he’ll be able to save assault and theft for a rainy day. As luck would have it, this naughty kitsune is about to meet the big bad wolf.
And man, is the wolf in for a surprise...
Warning: This story can be read as a standalone, but you will want to smack Sophie for it. (Or so the ravens have said.) So, do keep in mind that there is a part two. (And it will be a freebie. Sophie’s Pixies will carrier pigeon everyone more information soon. Just sign-up for her newsletter.) (MM / New Adult)
There is a boutique hiding out between the fractured, narrow storefronts lining New Gotham’s foggy docks. The shingles are ribbed and black. Washed, peeling paint and displays offering views into wicked leather and lace studded glam. The mannequins are ghoulish beauties stitched together from whatever was left from the last fool to cross one of the sinister witches.
Welcome to Sinister Stitches
“…apparel for a wicked fairy tale.”
A spicy trinity of black magic sisters breathe star-dusted dreams to life with their gothic apparel boutique. They are schooled in the old ways of “fabric-bending” by the Needlewitches of old. With this knowledge, they’ve created an entire line of clothing that all share the same basic design element: one-size fits all. Each garment will magically tailor itself to its wearer once worn. Last time the Witches-Who-Stitch, hosted a literary catwalk, heroines were called from all walks of life and genres to challenge their seamstress skills. This time, their men have joined the fun—apparently, they’ve been sent to the boutique. (Whether they like it, or not.)
The witches were NOT expecting men. Their expertise is usually limited to DEMANDING their husbands NOT wear that in public, and, of course, the fashioning of fantastic clothing for all of literature’s heroines. (New Gotham’s men usually get their goods from Rumpel’s Twisted Threads, BUT that’s beyond the point, the girls put a quill to their interview, changed some bits, and rose to the occasion.)
To enjoy the hilarity, please check out some of the questionnaire Jennifer Blackstream’s Adonis from Golden Stair (Blood Prince Series) lifted from Astrid’s hand with a smile after he swaggered into Sinister Stitches.
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THE WITCHES WHO STITCH QUESTIONNAIRE
Please provide the witches with your name: Adonis
Please provide the witches with the following:
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: [ ] Short and Sharp, [X] Shaggy and Sexy, [ ] Lush and Long
Eye Color: Hazel
Skin Tone: [ ] Ghoulish, [ ] Snow White, [X] Cina-baby, [ ] Mochalicious, [ ] Dark Chocolate, [ ] Other:__________
Please provide the witches with your measurements and body-type.
a.) Height: 6’ 0”
b.) Body Type: [ ] Skeletal, [ ] Lean and Tender, [x] Lean and Tough Bulky and Tough, [ ] Ripe and Edible
Do you have any extra extremities? Place an “X” to all that apply.
[X] Horns or [ ] Haloz
[ ] 20 ft. of Hair or More
[ ] Gills and Fins or [ ] Hooves
[X] Wings (Span: 12 ft. )
[ ] Tail (How many: )
How many heads do you have? Two (smirk)
Do you have arms and legs? If so, how many?
Contrary to what some people claim, just the two. The other’s not a leg.
How dead are you? [ ] Living, [ ] Undead, [X] Astral Form
What are you? (Species/Breed) / Incubus (demon)
What is the occasion? (Ideas include: Wedding, Funeral, Sabbath, etc. Oh, and seduction is a valid occasion. The more details, the better.)
Dinner with a vampire and his wife. Kirill has instructed me that this is a fully clothed occasion. He had the cheek to tell me that I wasn’t going to be allowed near his room with my wife. Sheesh. It was an honest mistake last time. Plane shifting is an art, not a science…
What’s the occasion setting? (Beach, haunted castle, grand ball, etc.)
A dreary castle in Dacia. Formal dining room.
Will you be fighting for your life at some point in the evening?
Not if vampires can take a joke. So, yes.
Will you be set on fire? Better yet, will you be setting other people on fire?
My wife has set the bed on fire by accident seven times. Flames stopped bothering me a long time ago. Somehow I’m sure Kirill will know that and have devised an alternative method of chastisement.
Will you be grave-robbing? (Dirt is a dressmaker’s tedium.)
No grave robbing. Vampires frown on that.
What are you wearing right now? Who picked that outfit out? (Basically, who let you leave the crypt in those?)
White toga with a crimson over the shoulder sash. My wife’s face does odd things when I try to leave the house naked.
Do you hope to be naked at some point in the evening? (All right, dirty birds. Such questions are actually intended toward the weres and shifters in regards to their transformations.)
Sadly, no. But there’s always hope.
Describe your last brush with Death in two sentences. (Helps us plan for the unexpected.)
Met the mother. Out of body experience.
Do you need a secret compartment for gigantic swords and guns, condoms…eyeliner, maybe?
If you could make me a big sword that looks like Prince Patricio’s, I might be able to finally push that angel right over the edge…
What are your three favorite colors?
Ivy’s got the red, orange, yellow handled. Perhaps cooler colors to complement her?
What two colors ninja your brain, sweetie?
My brain is ninja-proof.
Please pick a style that you feel embodies you the best. If none apply, feel free to surprise us by providing your own brilliant description in the “other” slot.
[ ] Dark Angel: This is for the spoonfuls of charming. The good-natured and naughty boys next door types. Thoughtful and sensual. Loyal and intelligent. More often than not, his head is in the clouds, but that smile holds hope for all of us. Our wizards.
[ ] Beast King: This is for the warlords and alphas. The type of men who walk into a room and their presence hushes out the sun. They live in their bodies, but their minds are searching for the next challenge. Hands for fighting and these boots for ass-kickings. Our protectors.
[X] Smooth Criminal: This is for the bad boys. You know, the types---mother’s worse nightmares. The kind of man that makes your skin itch every time he devours you with that hundred yard stare. Chances are his senses of humor is as wicked as his tongue. To hold him, isn’t to catch him. Our scheming rogues.
[ ] Black Knight: This for the mysteries. The ones no one can quite make heads or tails out off. He’s a mixture, a melting pot of strong, sinister, and sweet. He might be Dark Angel one day, and a Smooth Criminal other days. Our brothers.
[ ] Other: _____________________
Who is your favorite fairy tale villain?
The wolf who courted Little Red Riding Hood. He was a little confused about the phrase “getting into her clothes,” but you can’t fault his effort.
If you could be any comic book hero, who would it be?
Now, tell us who you love the most.
My wife, Ivy
Anything else you’d like to add…
After many barrels of chocolate, a dash of magic, and furious sewing…
Sinister Stitches’ Medieval Mistress
Astrid Dweyer presents Adonis’
Completed Threads “Sinful”
There is a vampire stalking you from the shadows of Sinister Stitches’ tearoom. Her eyes are slanted, jaded amethyst glowing in the darkness. You can’t see her face, but every cutting sweep of her long lashes is felt against your cheek. Seated on a stool with miles of oil-black coils wound at her feet, she is clad in a black satin pencil-skirt dress. Black stiletto catching the light and gleaming like a silver stake. She uses the tip of her twisted bone wand to pull purple tea-shades down her slender nose:
Have you lost your mind, dear? Is that why you’re here? Don’t give me that look. This is Sinister Stitches. We cater to the ladies. Men and other apes get their outfits from Twisted Threads. And no, you can stop looking so scared--you haven’t slept with and forgotten me. My sparkling personality has nothing to do with you, but seriously—WHAT are you doing here?
Ah, ah—don’t answer that. This is my mother’s store and she doesn’t believe in turning down good business, so I will fashion you a suit, but don’t expect me to be happy about it. Now, pay attention, I haven’t a clue what people wear to social functions wherever the hell you come from, but I’ve done my best to fashion you something appropriate.
Now, look over—WHAT are you doing?! Stop touching that, heathen! And that!
Oh my god, give me that, too.
Here, have a fucking Kit Kat and settle down. I’m stitching over here. *smacks a needle-cushion out of his hand, grabs his chin and forces it to the mirror* You’ll note that we didn’t bother fashioning you a jacket. You probably won’t wear it anyways. So, we skipped straight to a double collared shirt. Note that we imported some Illusion buttons from Midgaurd. They do not engage into a slit like regular ones. No need to put someone’s eye out every time you want to crack open your shirt, and beat on your chest. The shirt will remain fastened as long as the lapels are lined up, and you physically pull the panels open.
You’re welcome, ingrate.
Otherwise, we’ve fitted your starched, black slacks with the same buttons, and my sister Gillian insisted you at least wear a bow tie to the function. No, you don’t have to wear it now. What are you doing? Put your the tie back on. Close your shirt. Why are you smiling at me like that? Oh my god, you wouldn’t? I swear to the gods, I will pick up that mirror and call your wife—Adonis. Adonis! Oh my god, is that a…leg? *takes off screaming into the night* Brenda! Quick! Attack!
IMPORTANT BULLETINS from THE PIXIES:
For more information about Jennifer Blackstream and Adonis’ adventures in the Blood Prince series please check out her author website.
Care to check out the last round of Sinister Stitches interviews? Check out Sophie Avett and Jennifer Blackstream’s paranormal den, the Brimstone Pub. All SS interviews are retired there after their tour until the release of the SS e-book.
Fancy a tour of New Gotham? Check out New Gotham’s Survival Guide! It might save your life!
For more information about Sophie Avett’s New Gotham Fairy Tales, the Sinister Stitches series, and recent releases, please check out her website.
Image Credit(s): CURAphotography
Image Editing Credit(s): Elaina, For the Muse Design
Sinister Stitches Boutique Blog: http://sophieavettsinisterstitches.blogspot.com
Newsletter Post-Its, the Blog: http://sophieavett.weebly.com/post-its-the-blog.html
Brimstone Pub, the Blog: http://thebrimstonepub.com
Sophie Avett is kind of a nerd. Like not even one of the cute, hip ones everyone brags about nowadays. More like the socially awkward hippie who eats way too much bread and dreams about being a dragon from behind towers of mythology books. Um...yeah. Picture old, tattered paperbacks and comic books--mostly Batman and Wonder Woman--dwarfing a tiny desk, with just barely enough room for the troll who writes there and the 70 pound hell-hound that insists on laying it's wet nose on top of her bare foot.
Granted not the most exciting existence, but she tries to make up for it by writing romances populated with her own peculiar ilk of paranormal beasties. Trolls, wyverns, the obscure Nordic brownie--she likes to keep things interesting. And bloody. (And mostly naked--but, we'll keep that bit between us.)
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