Jami Brumfield has recently released the second book in The Winters Series entitled Vampire Princess Rising. Here is my five-star review I posted on amazon.
"Vampire Princess Rising is the second installment in The Winters Series and a great second act for this fast paced, intricate story line. Spoiler alert ahead, here. We pick up with Savvy's new life as a vampire princess in training and mourn with her as she comes to terms with the life she's lost and the new, deadly life she must quickly learn to navigate. Between an arranged marriage, her conflicting emotions for her sister and her new "mother's" calculating political maneuvering that pits her against her family, Savvy has a lot to work through and many obstacles to overcome. Meanwhile Rebecca is tasked with rebuilding her wolf pack and protecting them from the same group that nearly annihilated her pack the first time. Her hesitance to further her relationship with her true mate Gabe, and her unresolved feelings for her father only further the conflict and create some delicious tension on every page. Add an alternate dimension with an alternate Rebecca and you can't imagine where this story will take you next. I was thoroughly entertained and felt the characters and writing were superb. Bravo, Jami. Hurry up and finish the third book. Pretty please!"
Interview with Rebecca Winters
Ever wonder what the characters from your favorite books do in between the scenes
playing out on the pages of the book? They play around in the imagination of the author
and fans. Jami M Brumfield decided to sit down with the characters from Lone Wolf
Rising and find out what is important to them. This interview is with Rebecca Elizabeth
“Okay, let’s get this over with.” Rebecca entered the room with an impatient glare. “I
have quite a few more things to do on my task list today.” She stood with her hands
crossed over her chest.
Jami looked up from her desk and couldn’t help but grin a little at Rebecca’s irritation.
“Well, I know you’re busy. Please have a seat.”
Rebecca stayed in her position across the room, glancing around, most likely searching
for escape points. “I’d rather stand thank you.”
Jami picked up her notebook and pen and stood up, putting her on the same level as the
dangerous teen in her office. “Okay,” she made her way over to Rebecca’s side of the
room and sat down on the comfy couch only a few feet from Rebecca. “Let’s get
started.” She poised her pen on the notebook and asked, “so lets start with asking what it
is like being a werewolf.”
Rebecca rubbed her hand and Jami noticed the faint outline of a tattoo on her hand. It
disappeared as fast as she noticed it. Rebecca narrowed her sapphire blue eyes, “you
know what happens if you reveal our secret to the humans right?”
“Yes, and I will remind you this interview is simply a follow up written for the fans of
Lone Wolf Rising.” Jami leaned forward and whispered, “they already know your
Rebecca breathed a sigh and sat down next to Jami on the couch. “Good because I’m not
sure if you noticed but I have a lot of pressures on me at the moment and becoming a
traitor of the supernatural world is not something I can add to my plate.”
Jami just sat there silently with a grin and a nod. Silence is golden in interviews, or was
that sales? She wasn’t sure but decided to go with it.
“Being a werewolf is okay, I guess. I mean you have the painful transformation once or
twice a month, but it gets easier.” Rebecca smiled. “Or at least you fool yourself into
believing it gets better.” Rebecca examined her unpainted, torn fingernails. “The hard
part is having your wolf constantly second guessing everything you do. It is like a war
zone in my head sometimes.”
“I can imagine.”
“Can you? Really?”
“Sure. You think I couldn’t hear you when I created your story?” Jami asked.
“Yeah? Sorry, not the same thing. I didn’t constantly tell you everything you did was
Jami laughed uncomfortably, “I’m sure she has calmed down a little.”
Rebecca’s sapphire eyes turned violet. “You have no idea.”
“Rebecca this was our interview, not the wolf’s.” Jami said pointedly, trying to get
things back on track.
“She likes to be called Siren.” Rebecca’s eyes converted back to sapphire and Jami
released the breath she didn’t know she was holding. Rebecca’s temper could flare that
fast and she knew all too well what could happen when she got upset. The girl was crazy
strong and if pushed too far; fangs, claws and hair would make an appearance. Jami
didn’t want that mess in her office.
“Siren, got it!” Jami wrote down a quick note for book two. She cleared her throat, “so
you’ve discussed the downsides to being a werewolf, are there any good sides?”
“I used to think the super human strength, enhanced senses, and speed were great benefits
but they did little to help me keep my family safe so now, I don’t know.”
“What about being an alpha? That has to have some perks.”
“If you can call the added responsibility, the political games, and the idea of offering
someone a bite that could kill them or give them a new life perks, then sure.”
“What about the handsome suitors you have falling over each other to win your heart?”
“Lucky is engaged to someone else and Gabe wants a commitment for life. So if you
think having those two gorgeous men falling over me is a perk then you are sadly
mistaken. In fact, I feel terribly guilty for the problems I bring to their lives.” The silver
circle tattoo on Rebecca’s neck seemed to sparkle.
“It’s not all that bad, Becca.” Jami put the pen and paper down.
“Oh no? You did a great job of creating a page turner for the readers but that means my
life has been turned upside down for the majority of the book. It would be nice to have
something good happen once and a while.” She crossed her arms over her chest again.
“You have forgotten your desire for to avenge your parents’ death.” Jami started ticking
off good points with her fingers. “You have realigned the rogue wolves and given them ahome. You have the undying love of your mate. Your family now knows a secret that
has been kept from them for ten years. You protected your brother from drugs.”
“And what about my sister?”
Jami couldn’t respond to that question. It was a horrible thing that happened to Savvy
but it was necessary.
Rebecca jumped up from the couch and placed her hands on her hips. “Did you have to
let my sister face that ordeal?”
Jami simply shook her head. “Things happen for a reason.”
“This interview is over.” She started heading towards the door. “Oh and thanks for all
the wonderful things you gave us.” She said sarcastically as she slammed the door
behind her and disappeared.
Jami stared around her empty room. “Well you think you’ve seen challenges so far?
Wait until book two.”
Excerpt from Lone Wolf Rising
He maneuvered her back against the wall and moved in close.
"You need to be more careful if you plan to protect your family," he whispered.
Her human half knew he was right. It was also one of those rare moments her wolf agreed.
"It’s not like I ran home to show her,” she said. “She saw me limping and grabbed my arm. She pulled up
my sleeve and reacted. Besides, they should have been healed by then. This cut," she held up her
bandaged hand, "is already gone."
"Like I told you, your healing focuses on the most life threatening wounds first. Bruises are always the
last to heal." His answer made logical sense. He started to move away from her and she grabbed his
waist, pulling him back into their little corner. She wasn’t done talking to him. “They lasted for hours.
How was I to know?”
“You need to be more careful.”
He was beginning to sound like a broken record. In fact, everyone seemed to have that same advice.
How was she supposed to be more careful when she didn’t understand anything? No one seemed to
grasp this was new to her and she needed time to understand everything. No one seemed to see that
she was scared and was constantly being backed into a corner, being forced to react, and left to wonder
if she made the right decision. She closed her eyes against the common phrase she has heard so much
lately and decided to change the subject.
"Are we going to talk about the kiss from last night?" Or the fact that you punched Gabriel when he
kissed me a few minutes ago? She kept that last thought to herself but didn't release her grip on his
waist. It made her feel powerful as his golden amber eyes took on a darker hue. The urge to run her
fingers over his six pack abs and chest was overwhelming. If they weren't in the school she would have.
It would completely go against her decision to stay away from Lucky and Gabriel in the romantic sense,
and then there was still the small matter that they were only using dating as a cover. But none of that
matter when she was this close to him.
He moved in closer, his lips inches from her ear. His warm breath invaded her senses and sent electricity
through her body. It took every ounce of will power to remain still. The silence stretched on painfully.
And with that he took a step back and grabbed her hand. "What took you so long in the restroom?" It
appeared the conversation about the kiss or the passionate moments they share was over, just like that. Annoyance and frustration raked her body. She refused to let him see her hurt ego or let him know he
was rattling her.
‘He isn’t meant for you anyway,’ the alpha whispered in her mind.
‘That isn’t your decision.’ Rebecca shook her head to clear it, but keeping things professional between
them would definitely help the situation.
She went along with his change of subject, for now. "I ran into Sundae. She seemed to be interested in
the fact that I’m a werewolf."
"Oh?" Interest entered his face and eyes.
"Yes, she asked if I was happy." Rebecca shrugged.
"Hmm, that’s interesting. I wonder why?”
"I don’t know. Truthfully, I think she saw me looking at her in the quad. She seemed to want to
intimidate me more than actually carry on a conversation. I got the distinct feeling she wanted me to
understand she’s more dangerous than she looks. She even called me a little wolf." Rebecca almost
laughed at the thought. "Which is funny considering she is much smaller and obviously weaker than
He stopped and set his intent amber eyes on her. "Be careful of the dream weaver, Rebecca. She’s far
more dangerous than she looks."
“I got that. My wolf warned me. Sundae did a pretty good job of creeping me out, too.” She shivered.
“I’m serious, Rebecca.”
She wanted to laugh, but something in his look gave her pause. She didn’t want Lucky to see that
Sundae worried her. She was tired of feeling scared and having to hide it to the world. "What? Okay, so
they can give me nightmares. So I’ll have some sleepless nights, no biggie."
"The myth that if you die in your sleep you die in reality is very true. They are far better assassins than
allies." Lucky spoke slowly to make sure the words hit home. The fact that someone as strong and
trained to battle enemies could get unnerved by a small chick didn’t help matters. It only made her feel
A shiver ran down her spine. Assassins, the word hit a chord deep inside. Lucky hinted at it before
Rebecca confronted Sundae about it in the bathroom, but hearing him talk about this with such a grave expression on his face made it more real. The idea was creepy but made logical sense in a weird,
Rebecca shook her head in an attempt to clear her mind. The random thoughts of concern seeme d to
pile on top of each other. Before she chose to be a werewolf the biggest problem she had was finding
ways to avoid depression every night. Now she had enemies she never knew existed, a fake boyfriend
who was pretending not to be a bodyguard, a family that hid the fact that they were powerful witches, a
group of rogue wolves who wanted to rejoin the pack, a pack that she was now Alpha of, and not to
mention she also had someone spying on her from afar. The last thing she needed to worry about was a
sleep assassin. "I’ll be careful." She promised.
The mood had suddenly taken a solemn tone and she decided she needed to lighten it with a fun change
of subject. "So why did you punch Gabriel?"
"Why did he kiss you?" The intensity in the look he gave her made her wonder if he thought she’d
invited the kiss.
"I had nothing to do with his decision to kiss me." She put up three fingers and said, "Scouts honor." The
memory of the intense feelings his kiss ignited inside her began bubbling up inside her and she had a
sneaking suspicion her wolf had something to do with the sudden flooding of feelings.
‘Traitor!’ Rebecca snapped in her mind. The wolf simply laughed playfully.
"But you enjoyed it, didn't you?"
“No!” She answered quickly, which got her raised eyebrows from Lucky.
‘Yes.’ The wolf smiled in her mind.
And there was the question Rebecca was dreading. She planned to make fun over the punch not get on
the topic of Gabriel’s kiss.
She shook her head. "It wasn't me that enjoyed it." She didn't know how to explain this to him, but she
knew she needed to try.
"Come on, Becca. I heard you." Betrayal played in his eyes as he continued his path towards class.
"It’s my wolf. She’s attracted to him. Not me." Rebecca took his arm and spun him towards her. "I know
we’re using this 'fake' relationship as a cover. I’m not stupid! But I can't change my attraction and desire
for you. And ever since that kiss last night all I can think about is doing this." She reached up and pulled
his head to hers, crushing her lips to his, desperate to show him her need. His lips were like stone for a
moment, but he lost all resolve when her hands sank into his silky hair at the nape of his neck. He deepened the kiss with a growl of frustration as his hand wound around her waist and pulled her
against him. She was thankful the halls were empty in that moment, but if they weren't everything
would have simply faded away. In that moment it was only them, the rest of the world stood still. Their
size difference made it hard to get closer, so he lifted her up slightly and she wrapped her legs around
his waist as he pressed her against the wall. When his tongue slipped into her mouth she felt the moan
escape and his groan in response only pulled her further into the kiss.
He pulled back and shook his head. "This can't keep happening."
His voice was raspy and breathless and hit her like a pail of water putting out the flames of desire
burning in her body. He set her down and took three steps backward, putting a hand up when she took a
The gesture made her freeze.
"Why?" It was a single word question that held so much meaning.
"It’s not allowed. I’m a Nephilim and you’re a wolf, an alpha of all things. The Authority frowns on mixed
relationships, and I’m technically engaged."
Rebecca took a deep breath as she digested his words. "Okay, we could battle the Authority. My parents
did it, didn't they? But engaged?" She shook her head in confusion. "Who? How? Why? You never said
anything." Her head was spinning with this new information. Now, in a strange way, she understood
why he kept pushing her away.
"I’m promised to someone, have been since birth. If we both live to be twenty-seven it’s expected that
we marry and have kids." He tried to explain, but had a helpless look on his face. "Besides, you’re an
alpha. You’ll be expected to marry a wolf in the pack and that wolf has already made his first play for
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