Kristy Centeno’s Secrets of the Moon Tour & Guest Post


Young Adult

Date Published: 7/7/2013

Teenager Marjorie Emery eluded death. As she struggles to get her life back on track, she believes her efforts are paying off. Yet, when a black dressing, unfriendly, and incredibly handsome hottie walks into her classroom, she’s forced into a tailspin. Marjorie has no idea how much his presence is going to shatter what little tranquility she’s achieved.

Kyran Rousseau’s gloomy nature has a name, one that is potentially fatal under the right circumstances. His family harbors secrets and does everything to protect Kyran. While, he doesn’t want to ruin Marjorie’s normal life, love has a way of changing his plans.

Falling for Kyran is the least of Marjorie’s worries. With a faceless threat hunting her and a boyfriend who’s as dangerous as he is good looking—how can Marjorie and Kyran keep all hell from breaking loose before it’s too late?

Guest Post by Kristy Centeno

The 5 Reasons Why I Write Paranormal
Paranormal is, without a doubt, my favorite genre. Vampires, witches, werewolves, ghosts, so on and so forth have always been a source of fascination for me. So it came as no surprise that when I began to write my very first novel, it turned out to be classified as a paranormal romance.
I didn’t make the conscious decision to actually venture into this genre, but once the idea crossed my mind I just couldn’t stop myself from fully exploring this field. It is easy to say I pictured the endless possibilities and opted for reconnoitering them to my fullest capacity. Feeling the need to allow my imagination to expand and run amuck is very important to me and writing paranormal books allows for me to do this.
The five main reasons as to why I enjoy writing paranormal are as follow:

  • 1) There are hardly any boundaries to consider.
    It definitely helps when I don’t have to limit what I write so much. I can take one idea and run wild with it. Mold it as much as possible to fit the society my characters live in.
    2) I can set my own rules.
    It’s not necessary to do things according to either history or as said by other authors. Not that there’s anything wrong with what has been written before, but I do enjoy refreshing and shaking things up a bit.
    3) The characters can be mildly dysfunctional.
    I love a great romance as much as the next gal, but I’m not one to believe the hero can’t bring some form of emotional baggage along with him. He doesn’t have to be picture perfect or even completely sane for that matter.
    The heroine doesn’t have to be the damsel in distress most of the time or be completely boy crazy. Her role can vary from the outcast, to the uninterested single mother looking to improve the lives of those she loves, to the workaholic too consumed by her everyday life to worry about other matters. Adding a paranormal element to these factors only makes the story much more interesting.
    4) Cliché’s don’t have to be a bad thing.
    I’m not a big fan of cliché’s per se, but I can sure make the most of them. If I can write about a forbidden love, which is considered one of the biggest cliché’s out there, and make it unique, why not?
    5) I love paranormal creatures.
    Need I say more? I’ve always been captivated by all things that go bump in the night. Ever since I was old enough to actually know what a vampire was I was hooked. Now that I get to write about them my interest has only increased.

Alison here – Thanks so much Kristy for sharing! I’m a big fan of YA paranormal romances, so I can’t wait to read this! The excerpt left me reeling for more!!


Minutes later we arrived, and just in time for our eight a.m. classes. Claire, Tracy, and I dispersed to our respective classrooms upon entering the building, agreeing to meet later on for lunch.

Usually, I’d sit in one of the chairs at the first row of tables, since I barely made it in time for class; but today the only available seats were at the back—where no one likes to sit because it’s too far away from the writing board. No one paid attention to me as I scooted by to the back of the classroom and grabbed one of the empty seats at the last row of tables. The seat to the left of me was empty and everyone else had chosen their seats, so I was a little relieved that I wouldn’t be sharing the table with anyone. I wasn’t in the mood for small talk, so sitting alone came as a bonus.

When a few moments had gone by and no one else showed up, the teacher began his lecture for the day. With book, notebook, and pen in hand, I began to take notes of what the teacher was either saying or writing on the board, when the door opened and someone stepped inside. I was too busy going over what I wrote so I didn’t bother to look up to see who’d entered the classroom. I automatically assumed it was probably a student running late. However, the sound of loud gasps rushing through the otherwise silent room caused me to look up to see what the commotion was all about.

That was the first time I saw him. My gaze automatically drifted toward the silver-colored orbs he had for eyes. Never in my life had I seen eyes like those. It wasn’t just the color of them that was strange and incredibly alluring but the way he looked around the room also, as if searching for prey. Where that thought came from I had no idea, but I did agree that the description match him to a T.

The instructor spoke softly to him, but the boy only nodded several times, not even bothering to look at him. I thought that rude until I noticed he was too busy looking at…me.

My cheeks started to burn as he kept staring at me with those dangerously sensual eyes. No one had ever observed me that way before and it made me slightly uneasy. His quiet stare made me feel hot and uncomfortable all at once. After a silent staring contest, I turned my eyes away from him and decided to stare at the notes in front of me instead.

His eyes were intense, too much for me to handle without feeling as if I was going to be burned alive right on the spot. Good grief, no one ever had this mammoth effect on me before.

He was so different from the young men from around here. His demeanor held a hint of arrogance, boldness, and indifference unlike anything I’d perceived. Sure, some guys tended to act that way, but he took it up a notch. I took note of his dress code too: all-black casual wear—black hoodie, black shirt, black pants, black boots. Even his backpack was black. I could have easily accused him of being some kind of rock and roll groupie or maybe even a Goth-loving fan, but he didn’t appear to fit into either category.

However, the dark clothing only made his look more mysterious and it definitely brought out the color of his eyes even more. He was tall, too, very tall. If I had to guess what his height was, I would say six-foot-one or something close to that. His chestnut-colored hair was long, down to his shoulders, and he wore it lose. Something about him clearly screamed bad boy.

About the Author


Kristy Centeno

As a child, she used to lose herself in an imaginary world by the means of a good book. Now that she’s all grown up, Kristy gets to create her own fictional realms and make them come to life in ways that most readers might not expect. She’s always had a passion for writing but never had the opportunity do so until now. After trying out numerous options, she realized that writing was what she loved the most so when she found herself with some free time on her hands, she decided to pursue her passion. As it turned out, her very active imagination helped her achieve her goals of creating believable plots with some ordinary, and some not so ordinary characters that helped the stories move along in one way or another. As she keeps moving along in achieving her dreams of becoming a published author, she divides her time in between her four children and her very understanding husband.







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