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Tuesday, October 11, 2011


Sara Humphreys: Author of Unleashed

One of the reasons I created the Amoveo was because I’m fascinated by the idea of being able to take on another form. I’m not sure why but I suspect it goes back to Saturday morning cartoons—specifically the Wonder Twins. Remember them? Zan and Jayna were extraterrestrial twins who, when they touched one another, could activate their powers and take on another form. They would pound fists and say, “Wonder twin’s powers, activate!” Zan could take on any form of water, whether it was a fifty foot snowman or a bucket of water and Jayna could take the shape of any animal. I thought Jayna was the bomb! They also looked suspiciously like Vulcans from Star Trek….

If I could have any hidden power it would definitely be the ability to shapeshift into an animal of some kind but I’d have trouble picking just one. How cool would it be to shapeshift into a bad ass tiger and scare the snot out of your high school nemesis? What if you could shift into a magnificent golden eagle and soar high up into the mountains or float above New York City on a warm summer night? Perhaps take the shape of a wolf and roam the woods of Montana or shift into a cheetah and shoot like a bullet across the plains of Africa?

If I had to choose just one of the clans to be a member of …at the moment it would be the Cheetah clan. That’s probably because the heroine I’m writing now is member of the cheetah clan, so that’s at the forefront of my mind. When I wrote Unleashed, my favorite was definitely the Wolf clan and it’s no coincidence that it’s Samantha’s clan. I love wolves because they are so family/pack oriented and there’s real beauty in that kind of fierce devotion.

Since we’re talking about shapeshifting, I thought I’d share an excerpt with you. This is the scene when Samantha first sees Malcolm shape shift. She’s experienced some pretty weird stuff up to this point like some telepathy and she saw his eyes shift into their clan form. She lost her necklace on the beach during their first date and Malcolm promised her he’d go find it and get it back…but she never thought she’d get it back like this.

Samantha lay in her bed, enveloped in darkness, but sleep eluded her. She touched the empty spot at the base of her throat, wishing she had her necklace, wishing Malcolm was there with her. She turned onto her side and stared out at the moon and stars, which lit up the night sky. Samantha hadn’t seen Malcolm or heard from him since he’d walked out of the diner. She remembered the way she’d heard him in her head and the breathtaking way her body responded from that intimate connection.

I’m going nuts.

She threw her arms across her eyes. She was terrified because she needed to see him. There was an aching emptiness in her chest that Sam knew only Malcolm could fill. She lay there wishing he would come to her and bring the necklace as he’d promised. She was thoroughly confused by the events over the past few days, dreaming of him, hearing him in her mind. The irrational attachment she felt was more disturbing to her than anything else. She craved that feeling she had when she was with him. Connected. Alive. For the first time in her life she felt alive. It was as if he’d awakened her, and she’d been sleepwalking until the day she’d met him.

Christ, she actually craved him. Like a fat kid craves cake. Her sanity was slipping away by the second. She had always prided herself on her ability to be rational, never getting caught up in romantic notions like so many of her friends had. Well, so much for that.


She heard Malcolm whisper along the edges of her mind. His voice was deep and hypnotic, a seductive caress that tickled her inside and out. She sucked in an unsteady breath.

Get out of my head. This is crazy. Yet even as she sent that message to him, her body betrayed her. Her nipples peaked and tightened; her womb clenched as heat pooled low in her belly. She sucked in a quick breath and squeezed her eyes shut. Sam tried desperately to fight the tears that pricked the back of her eyes. She had absolutely no control over her body’s reaction to him.

She heard a scratching sound and opened her eyes. Through the fluttering ivory panels at her window, she saw the hulking bird who had visited her the other day.

Sam lay there completely still and kept her wide eyes fixed on her feathered visitor. She was unsure whether to scream or pinch herself to see if she was awake. They stared at one another, neither moving. Sam fought the overwhelming urge to cry out for her grandmother, like a child.

The bird finally cocked its head to one side and made a small squawk, as though it was saying hello. Sam jumped slightly. She opened her mouth to say “shoo” or something, but her eye was immediately caught by a glinting at the animal’s beak. Her breath caught in her throat. Mustering up her courage, she sat up slowly and pushed aside the cotton sheets. Her bare feet touched the cool wood floors, confirming that she was indeed awake. The late summer breeze hit her arms as the sheer curtains fluttered around the magnificent bird.

Bird? No, that didn’t even seem like an appropriate word to describe it. A bird was a sparrow or a crow, something ordinary. This creature was far from ordinary. It was majestic. Raptor. Wasn’t that what birds of prey were called? Sam swallowed hard, and her gaze flicked down to the massive talons that were wrapped around her windowsill. Yes, that was much more fitting.

She stood carefully, not feeling completely steady on her feet. Squinting, she looked closely at what it had in its beak. Sam froze. Disbelief flooded her, and she licked her lips nervously. Dangling from this eagle’s beak was her silver cross.

Sam reached out and hesitantly approached the magnificent creature before her. “Shhhh. It’s okay,” she whispered, inching slowly toward the bird. She repeated this mantra in hushed tones as she moved closer, wondering if she was saying it for the bird or herself. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally had her trembling hand under its beak. The bird promptly dropped the delicate silver strand into her quivering palm. It looked at Sam with those piercing yellow eyes that had become oddly familiar. She stared back at the bird and closed her fingers around her reclaimed heirloom. The silver felt cool against her hot skin.

Sam didn’t know what to do next. Do I say thank you?

Then she heard Malcolm answer her in her mind.

You’re welcome.

Sam’s head snapped up, and she looked at the bird in her window. “Malcolm,” she said in a small, shaking voice.

Unblinking, he just sat there looking at Samantha. She stared back at him with a mixture of fear and wonder. He looked into her dark blue eyes, and her lips trembled. She swallowed hard.

I told you I’d bring you your necklace, and I always keep my promises.

With that thought, the gigantic bird spread his golden wings and shimmered as if she was looking at it underwater. The air around them thickened, and the entire room crackled with something akin to static electricity, causing every hair on Samantha’s body to stand on end.

Within seconds, Malcolm stood before her in his human form.

Sam stared at him, her mouth wide open, something that resembled a silent scream. She backed away. Her legs hit the mattress, and she abruptly sat down, bouncing on the edge of the bed. She slowly shook her head with disbelief. Her brain couldn’t quite grasp what she had just witnessed.

The eagle was gone and replaced by Malcolm. He towered above her, all six feet, four inches of him. He was a solid wall of muscle. His face was sharp edges. His eyes glowed—the eyes of the eagle—like two yellow embers, and seemed to bore right through her.

“No way.” She still shook her head. “This is not possible. What the hell are you?” she whispered.

I hope you enjoyed this excerpt of Unleashed. You can find more information about upcoming books in the series, blog tour stops and cities on my book tour on my website

Dream on…..

What if you suddenly discovered your own powers were beyond anything you’d ever imagined…

Samantha Logan’s childhood home had always been a haven, but everything changed while she was away. She has a gorgeous new neighbor, Malcolm, who introduces her to the amazing world of the dream-walking, shapeshifting Amoveo clans…but what leaves her reeling with disbelief is when he tells her she’s one of them…

And shock turns to terror as Samantha falls prey to the deadly enemy determined to destroy the Amoveo, and the only chance she has to come into her true powers is to trust in Malcolm to show her the way…

Get swept away into Sara Humphreys’s glorious world and breathtaking love story…

Sara Humphreys has been attracted to the fantasies of science fiction, paranormal, and romance since her adolescence when she had a mad crush on Captain Kirk. An actress and teacher, Sara lives in New York with her husband, who is very considerate of her double life, and four amazing boys. For more information, please visit

Sourcebooks is giving away 2 copies of Unleashed. 2 winners, US and Canada only, please. Leave a comment to be entered.


Debby said...

Being a wolf would appeal to me but I think I would like to be a bird of some sort and soar above the skies and feelt he wind in my fathers.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Jean P said...

Being a tiger would be appealing for me. They are kind of mysterious, they can blend into their surroundings. Very powerful and quick.
skpetal at hotmail dot com

Sara Taney Humphreys said...

@Debby-You hit on two of my favorites. Hope you'll enjoy Unleashed.

Sara Taney Humphreys said...

@Jean-Tigers are sexy. Keep an eye out for some down the road.

wanda f said...

The ones that appeal to me the most are the wolf and the panther .I love the strength beauty and power of them

Sebrina said...

I agree, Sara, how could you choose just one? I'll take a 'lease' please? LOL First the wolf, then the tiger, then....*laughs*
GFC: Sebrina C
Thanks for the chance..... :)

Sherry said...

I think it would be wonderful to be able to shift into another form. I think it would be wonderful to shift into a wolf. I love wolves and have a couple of wolf tattoos and have all kind of wolf figurines around my place.
sstrode at scrtc dot com

Dani said...

I would difinately like to be able to shift into an animal. I think it would be an advantage. Like others have said before me, I love tigers and wolves, but I find myself drawn to cougars a lot more lately. They just have a quiet power to them.

Dani said...

Oops, I forgot my email. Irishwolf @

alainala said...

i would love to be some sort of cat shifter.. that would be awesome

these books sound really good, i hope i get the chance to win!!

alainala@hotmail DOT ca

SusieB said...

I would love to be a cat shifter or even a bird of prey so I could see the world from a bird's eye veiw!!

SusieB said...

oops my email is

Sara Taney Humphreys said...

Hi Gals! Thanks so much for commenting here and checking the series out. I'm partial to the panther and the falcon clan tonight because I'm writing that hero and heroine tonight. LOL. Almost done writing Untamed and can't wait to get cracking on Undone.
Can't wait to find out who the winners are!