Honorary Blogger Wulf Francu Godgluck: Tidbits about Wulfy + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Tidbits about Wulfy

by Wulf Francu Godgluck

Hell-o, Everyone!

I’m Wulf Francu Godgluck or Wulfy for short.

I want to thank the Blogger Girls for the opportunity to do a guest b post. Often times we authors use these spot to sell ourselves to potential new readers. Either by doing a post about ourselves, our writing or one of our books, though, I feel only readers can sell books to follow reader, hence why asked the readers who favoured my work, why they like my stuff and what draws them to my writing? Though, it would be completely unfair to ask, only what they like, and though, I did ask what they dislike, I didn’t get too many response on that, but I did get some.   

Of course, I won’t post every single thing each reader stated but I would like to share a few with the Blogger Girls’ readership.

“Starting one of your books almost feels like buckling yourself onto a rollercoaster in the dark. You have no idea what’s going to happen. But it moves fast and you get such an adrenaline rush. Sometimes it drops and your stomach falls – and you are always wondering what’s coming next.” 

“You put it all out there and I love it. You are also one of the best that I love/hate. Never know where you are going to go with the stories.”

It’s very true, I love to keep readers on their toes, never knowing what to except or where the story will go.  One thing I hate while reading is predictability, even in romance, despite the fact that most romance ends on HEA, I still want an author to make me feel as if it’s not going to.

“I love the emotions and feeling you invoke with your words and that you don’t follow the norm.”

I strive for this, I work very hard to accomplish this because once you have your readers emotionally invested, it’s hard for them to let go, but I don’t just want my reader to feel the emotions, I want them to be able to taste them. Let me tell you, doing this is not easy, even during an action scene I want my readers to feel.

“I love how raw your characters are. No holds barred and nothing held back.”

Another thing I try very hard to do, is not tell my readers how badass a character is or how alpha male, possessive etc, they are, but to show my reader. So often I come across stories where the authors tells you repeatedly how badass/mean/cruel/deadly/dark a character is, but it won’t carry any weight until that character is tested, and more often than not, some authors tend to fail in that opportunity to show the readers just how badass/mean/cruel/deadly/dark a character can be.

“Pulling you one way then smashing you into the wall with one heart stopping sentence. You invite…no you drag your readers kicking and screaming into your book and hold them there for one hell of a ride. You’re not for the faint hearted, no buttercream topping just raw meat, blood and guts. Then you flip and show your readers tender heart breaking love and joy. You paint a passionate world that’s not easy to read sometime but one you don’t want to leave …”

I really do, do this, I guess, but the lines I want to draw attention to here are those in bold.  You can’t show your readers just darkness, you need to show them the vulnerability, the tender moments, the humanity still struggling to survive within the monster,  because I believe it brings a sense of realness to your characters, no matter how dark they are.

“I love the way you use your words, sometimes it’s a bit crazy, but it just makes you more aware of every word you read.”

I do this on purpose for the very same reason as stated above, I want my reader to pay attention to what they are reading, not just because sometimes we read a line or a sentence and our brain completes it before we read the last word, but there are under tones in my writing. Hidden meanings that sometimes forewarns readers as to what’s to come, or have a reflection on the world and current events, and I truly want my reader to be aware of what’s going on,  on the page.

“You sir have a way with words it’s like jumping down the rabbit hole to wonderland only to get spat out the other end all emotionally bruised and battered, your characters are what cat-nip is to cats they’re addictive, dark, take no prisoners and they’re totally batshit crazy!!”

Totally, I love the villain, the antiheros, the deeply disturbed and crazy ones, even as a young child I was more interested in the story of the villain than I was about anything else, because damn, some of them villains are hot, and well, who’s to say, just because they slaughtered the whole summer camp, that they haven’t loved, or can’t fall in love. Yes, I write criminals, killers, psychopaths and sociopaths. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea but it sure is mine

“Your writing is unapologetic. There’s this ‘you don’t like it? There’s the &$^%king door’ attitude in all of your books.”

Now hang on, lol, before readers think I’m arrogant, I’m not, but I do write my characters this way, they are who they are, and they won’t change for you, for me, or anyone else. (Okay maybe in some causes they’ll change for the one(s) they love.) But my point here is, I write hard characters, not always for the readers to fall in love with them or even sympathize with them, but to understand them, maybe to relate in one or a few of their aspects, I write for the journey they take you on, why are they the way they are, what happened, what changed and how will this play out in the end.  I am a big believer in every action has a consequence, the butterfly effect, it’s not so much the destination, but the journey and the ones you meet and things you learn on the way.

“In 100% honest truth… since you asked… I like your books because they’re different. They aren’t your everyday hearts and rainbows, fluffy, cookie cutter shit that I hate. I like the imagination. The unique plots. The covers are all $#%king awesome! Seriously amazeballs. The only critique I would give is that sometimes they can be harder to follow because they bounce around some, ideas wise/flow.”

Yes that last line is one of my biggest flaws, I do tend to jump around, presenting an idea or explanation to readers before I get to the actual point. To some it can be confusing, even frustrating. It’s just how my brain’s thought patterns work, I process information extremely fast, confronting and dismissing pros and cons or possible contradictions, I also tend to have multiple POV within a manuscript. I don’t write purely romance, I lean more towards fiction, with romance as a sub plot. My sorties are also complex in plot. Again, it comes back to how my creative though proses is wired. I’ve tried and tried hard to write a sweet and simplistic romance, and damn it’s freaking hard for me, my brain always have to butt in and over complicate things. I take my hat off to authors who can keep their stories sweet and tender with uncomplicated romance.

A few things readers did not mention that I personally feel is some of my writing flaws, I can be over flowery with adjectives, and make use of very vivid (sometimes overtop) descriptions, I can be very dramatic in my writing, stretching things to their extreme, I also tend to be poetic in my writing. Some reader are okay with this, others are not. I also over show with my writing, but I would rather over show than tell. English is not my first langue, this is both good and not so good, for one, it has given me a unique voice among my writing peers, but this also handers me in the way I express things in writing.  

And there you have it, a few thoughts and comments from readers and me about my writing.

Wulfy

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About The Wulf Chronicles

What if werewolves were real?

What if one of them was different?

What if you were a defective werewolf?

This is not the story of how one night I got bitten and my life changed. Nor is it the story of how I went on a savage killing spree that left me tormented with guilt and dread the next morning.

No.

This is the story of a boy, a boy who’s spent his life running from the shadows of monsters. A boy who never understood why the world hated him with so much odium. Why his mother would throw away her only life to protect his. Why he was never allowed to have friends. Why he never had the childhood every child should. Why he was never allowed to cherish happiness.

This is the story of a boy becoming himself, embracing his vulnerability and learning to accept and love.

This is a story about a werewolf, trying to find the answers to why he was born defective.

And maybe that’s the very reason I become the main course on the menu.

Available at: Amazon

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An Excerpt from The Wulf Chronicles

A lycan’s sexual orientation was a completely nonproblematic topic. Most lycans, before meeting and knowing the gender of their mates, tended to be bisexual, however, there were the few cases, as with Leo, where a lycan knew beforehand what gender they were drawn to. And, luckily, the mating call was never cruel in that regard.

Contrary to how prejudice and discriminatory the Council and lycan community’s views on females were, homosexuality had never fazed the lycan race. It was part of their ancestry, as natural and accepting as bleeding.

“Go,”she growled at him, “before you shatter my stoic façade and have me in tears. I’m honored to know this beautiful thing is happening in my presence.”

Leo smiled, turned, and ascended the stairs, his grin fading as he neared the bathroom the Beta occupied.

He clutched the doorknob, squeezing his eyelids and drawing in a shaky breath, willing himself to calm down.

The knob ripped from under Leo’s grasp as the door swung open, the momentum of Cooler’s movements and of Leo’s stumble at the abrupt occurrence, sent them colliding into each other.

Cooler grabbed Leo by the throat and shoved him against the bathroom wall, his one eye glowing a furious blue fire as he glared up at him.

“If the pretty puppy wanted a kiss, all he had to do was whimper.”

Leo swallowed against the clutched grip squeezing his windpipe, any response stuck in his throat. Cooler leaned in close, released Leo’s neck, and cupped the back of his head, pulling him down before sealing their lips together.

Fire screamed through him, heat gnawed to the tips of Leo’s fingertips and toes as Cooler wrenched open Leo’s lips with nip of his teeth, shoving his fat tongue into Leo’s mouth…

No one said a lycan claiming his mate was a pretty event.

The kiss that followed was a soft and gentle devastation of sweet hunger.

Cooler’s lips were pure lightning against Leo’s, every hair on his body pulsated to attention. His growl simmered through their mouths, giving Leo ample knowledge of how much power resided within his mate, the vibration, a thunder, rattled him to his soul.

He didn’t dare touch Cooler. Just because they were sucking lips, didn’t mean the Beta had accepted Leo as his.

Cooler pulled back, his eye a bone-chilling dark as he glared up into Leo’s gaze.

Fat fingers slid from behind Leo’s neck, mapping their way along his cheek to brush over his lips, only to catch him by the chin.

Leo closed his eyes, both needing and dreading the words about to spill from his mate.

But time stretched, and it stretched, and it stretched as he waited.

His lips moved involuntarily, quivering, ready to speak, but only a whimper undulated through him. Cooler grunted, halting Leo’s tongue and washing hot air up into Leo’s face, reminding him of how close the Beta’s lips were to his own.

His insides squirmed, anticipating, hoping and wanting Cooler to bless him with another taste.

No kiss came, no words either. Only the scent of his mate. A spicy, intoxicating, rugged musk. Prime Bloods tended to have a heavier, far more domineering scent than half-breeds. That and, of course, the raw power they emanated were the only physical truths that set them apart.

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About Wulf Francu Godgluck

They come to me in the night, creeping into my head. Their voices are all different, their stories all dissimilar, but they keep saying the same thing…

“Show us, tell us to the world. Bring us into yours, and make us known.”

Then I sit and they take over. They tell their tales of love, loss and sinister misfortune, not all of them get a happy ending, but they are pleased when their part is written.

I sometimes find myself lost in my own mind; a world very similar to our own yet so different. Things don’t go bump in the night—they squeal, and crawl under your skin, making you grind your teeth, and your stomach turn over and put your nerves on edge. Then there’s the drama. Oh, the drama!

I write because I must! There is so much inside of me that needs to get out. So many stories to tell, characters that want to be heard, and hearts lost and won. Words and art are my way of bringing my world to others. I enjoy telling tales of the human condition but working in elements of the supernatural. Werewolves, Vampires, Zombies, Witches and the unexplainable all set against the human world or worlds of their own.

Wulf Francú Godgluck hails from South Africa. His work is not for the faint-hearted! In his books, you’ll find… all the beasties with their nasty claws and teeth, and some you didn’t even know existed. But the monsters aren’t all real. Some live inside us. Who knows what he will make you discover about yourself, lurking in your heart, behind the closed walls of the deep, black recesses where no light penetrates? Wulf will steal your heart and never give it back. More than likely, he’ll pin it to the wall with a bobby pin and sit there sipping his tea while you writhe and squeal on the floor… STILL sure you want to read a Wulf Godgluck book?

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As part of this blog tour, Wulfy is giving away two ebook copies of The Wulf Chronicles!! To enter, just click the link below!

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Please be aware that the only way to enter the giveaway is to click the Rafflecopter link above. Any comments on this post will not count towards entering the giveaway unless otherwise stated but are still welcome anyway.

Don’t forget to check out Nikyta’s review of The Wulf Chronicles to see what she thought of it!

Good luck!

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