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Author: Megan Bailey

Title: Message on the Wind

Pages: 171

Genre: New Adult

Date published: June 1, 2015

She wasn't like other girls- not after that night, that thing, took her parents from her. She made it through hospitals, doctors, and therapy by playing by their rules and saying all the things they wanted to hear. But, inside, she held on to the truth.
She knew what she saw.

With her two closest friends at her side, she dedicated herself to a mission. She would train and she would hunt. When the time came, she would be ready. No one she loved would be hurt by one of those monsters ever again

But with high school behind them, new found freedom comes with new responsibilities and new problems. Instead of weapons and self defense classes, she now has jobs and bills. The relation-ship with her best friend was suddenly shifting into new, scary territories. How could she take down bad guys if she couldn’t get her own life in order?

A mysterious stranger who pops up in suspicious places and throws off all sorts of bad vibes. His face now starred in her regular nightmares and plagued her thoughts in the day. Was she overre-acting? Or, was this finally the monster she had been waiting for? As the scars of Taryn’s past rise up to haunt her, she begins to question herself. With her mission faltering and her friendship off kilter, would life ever be the same again?
Would she ever be the same?


She hit him with a cushion. “Shut up and play the game.”

“Truth or dare?” Aiden asked, his tone resigned.

“Dare. I’m not letting you mock my truths.” She leaned forward and started to mix another drink. One she definitely didn’t need but was having anyway. She wasn’t thinking about this lonely dramatic stuff anymore tonight. Even if she had to drown it.

“I dare you to kiss the first guy you lay eyes on.” Aiden bolted forward with his announcement, but she was faster.

Taryn squeezed her eyes shut instantly. “Nice try, goofball.”

“Oh, that’s not fair,” he grumbled.

“Should have worded it better,” she mocked him in a singsong voice. Eyes still closed, she raised her glass, a little wobblier than before. “Let’s make a toast. To being losers together on a Friday night.”

Instead of a tap of his can to her drink, she felt his fingers slide across the sides of her face and tangle into her hair. Her eyes popped open and locked on his, just inches away.

“Gotcha,” he said in a low voice.

Before Taryn could gasp, his mouth covered hers. It was no gentle, hesitant brush of the lips like she would have expected. No, Aiden met her with a firm, warm pressure that melted her insides like chocolate. His fingers in her hair tightened, sending electricity zinging through her. The drink in her hand was forgotten and slipped to the floor. Neither of them seemed to notice. He ran his tongue across the seam of her lips, asking, and the room tilted. She opened for him. His teeth caught her lower lip and tugged, lightly. She could have sworn she felt the tingle right down to her toes.

He pulled back, dragging his lips against hers in a slow caress. They sat there in the silence, eyes wide. Her head swam and her heart raced. Her scalp tingled where his fingers still pressed into her hair. Those eyes of his had turned to that shade of rich, dark blue. They trailed back down to her lips, which felt a little swollen.

From kissing him. Aiden. Heat blossomed through her belly. That just happened. But, for once, she wasn’t running a million thoughts through her head, worrying each one to death. She wasn’t thinking at all. Her panicky, loud brain was turned off, leaving something dark and hungry at the reins. Taryn wasn’t going to question it. Not tonight. She grabbed Aiden’s shirt and pulled him back down to return the kiss.

Somewhere in her head, it registered.

She was kissing her best friend.

And it was amazing.


Megan Bailey is a novelist and short story author. When not writing, she loves playing video games for way too many hours and reading everything she can get her hands on. Megan is married to her own wise-cracking, romantic hero. They live in Central Illinois with their two devious/darling daughters and three furbabies: Minna the boxer dog, Logan the black cat, and Gimli the dwarf bunny.

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What inspired you to become an author?
I have always loved telling stories. When I was little I came up with crazy stories and plays for my sister and I to act out. Later, I kept it up by writing short stories to entertain her at work. She encouraged me to keep writing as we grew up.  It's all her fault.

I assume all authors also love to read, so what book inspired your love of reading?
The very first book I fell in love with was The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein.  I think that one made a reader out of me from a very young age. I have read it a million times. I still read it to my kids, to my friends kids, and to just about anyone who'll sit still for a few minutes.

How old were you when you wrote your first story?
Does the third grade count? I remember writing a series of bizarre scary stories that my sister and turned it to plays.

Who are some of your favorite authors now?
I really love J.R. Ward, Kresley Cole, and Neil Gaiman.

Are you a plotter or a pantser?
Pantser all the way! I just can't stick with an outline. I need chaos.

Are your characters based on people you know?
Not strictly any one person, no. Some of my characters are combinations of people I know. Taryn's grandmother, for example, is a weird amalgam of my mom, my grandmother, and my aunt.

What are some of your writing rituals?
I carry a writing notebook with me everywhere just in case I get a moment to scribble something down. At home, I like to play music and eat way too many snacks.

How do other books influence your writing?
I've noticed that sometimes the mood of whatever I'm reading sometimes bleeds into what I'm working on. If I'm reading a very dark book, I have to put it away or every scene gets a grumpy edge to it.

How do you get motivated to sit down and write with all the real world interruptions?
It's so difficult to stay focused sometimes. I have to mark out a small chunk of time and make it just for writing. I use an AlphaSmart word processor to keep me away from Facebook. It has no games, no internet, no distractions. You just write.  Thankfully, my kids are pretty good at respecting 'mom time' as long as I keep it in short bursts.

Which one of your books is your favorite?
There Are No Vampires In This Book is my first published book, so it's obviously my favorite. Anything before that was a part of a growing process. It helped me get where I am, but I really hope it never sees the light of day.

If you could have a writing retreat anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be and why?
I have always wanted to see France. It's such a beautiful country that is rich in art and history, so much inspiration.

If your main character were an alcoholic beverage, which beverage would they be and why?
Probably Whiskey on the Rocks. She's a little rough for some people, but she is who she is.

If you could live in a fictional world, which world would you choose and why?
Etheria so I could lead the rebellion, defeat Hordak, and party in the woods with my weird friends. I have wanted to be She-Ra since I was four years old.

For the honor of Grayskull!

What’s the best way to hide a body?
I know of this old, unused well. If you dump the body in there and then just cover it, nobody is going to poke around it, right?
This or That

Coke or Pepsi? Coke
Paperback or e-reader? Paperback. (And a bigger house to keep them in.)
Facebook or Twitter? Facebook
Peeta or Gale? Peeta
Edward or Jacob? Bella can have Edward.
Money or love? Love
Tattoos or bare? Tattoos <3 (But bad ink is deal breaker.)
Hairy or smooth? For what?!
Call or text? Text. I just don't answer phone calls.
Hot or cold? Hot.
Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings? LotR if I have to choose.
Coffee or Tea? Tea. Never, ever, ever coffee. Coffee is evil.
Halloween or Christmas? Halloween should be celebrated all year.
McDonald’s or Burger King? Neither!
Batman or Spiderman? Batman. He has the coolest villains.
Oatmeal raisin or chocolate chip? I love all the cookies equally.

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