Character Interview: Anubis from Descendants of Isis by @KelseyKetch

Happy Thanksgiving! Today, I have posted an interview with one of my minor characters, Anubis, from the Descendant of Isis.


As transcribed from an interview held in Duat.

Egyptian Art Print Ancient God AnubisKelsey: Holy cr*p-sh*t! It’s bloody cold down here.

Anubis: *Laughs* You’ll get used to it.

K: Not likely. I hate the cold. How do you even stand this harsh environment?

A: After living here for thousands of years, you get used to it.

K: *Silence* Right. With how young and handsome you look, I always forget how long you’ve actual lived. All the history you’ve must have witnessed.

A: Actually, I haven’t witnessed much. My time is pretty much spent here, finding and guiding souls to their final destination, then weighing their heart on the scales of Ma ‘at. Kind of a 24/7 job with how many people die. And the little free time I have, I enjoy other, more recreational activities. However, Horus does attempt to keep me up to date on the latest in what you call pop culture.

K: That’s the perfect lead into my first interview question. In Son of Set, you’re first introduced teasingly “nipping” at your half-brother, Horus, while you both were in your animal forms. Have you and your half-brother always had such a great relationship?

A: I’d say we have a pretty normal relationship, I guess. There are times where we get along and times where we are at each other’s throats.

K: So, like normal brothers.

A: Yeah, I would say.

K: But, honestly, you’re not normal. Well, not by mortal standards, at least. What’s it like being a god?

Judgement of Ani by DevilsHavenA: *Laughs* Well, it might seem spectacular, I guess, being a god. But when you live in a world of gods and goddesses, it’s really not as special. Everyone has powers. Everyone has talents. Some which make my abilities seem . . . embarrassingly enough, like simple parlor tricks. So, being a god really doesn’t feel any different here. In the mortal world, it might be more fun, but not here.

However, being a god has its perks. Like I mentioned, each of the gods and goddesses here have their special gifts or talents based on the duties they were born for. Mine focuses on protecting souls on their journey to the Hall of Judgment. That includes battling demons and facing harsh and poisoned environments. So, a god needs great strength and general magic, and transfiguration is very handy. Common, but handy. But my real ability is to see into a soul’s heart and communicate with it.

K: *Voice cracks a little* See into hearts. So, you can see into my heart? Are you seeing into my heart, now?

A: *Eyes move down and a devilish smile appears* Maybe.

K: Okay! *Uses notepad to cover chest* Um, you mentioned protecting souls on their journey through Duat. Could you tell us about your position and duties as a god?

A: I’m often referred to the God of Mummification. However, I’ve had many other titles: ‘foremost of the westerners,’ ‘he who is upon his mountain,’ Lord of the Sacred land,’ ‘the one presiding over the God’s pavilion,’ and ‘he who is in the place of embalming.”

K: Wow.

A: Yeah, mouthful. Not they mean much these days, except to a few. Basically, I’m involved in everything related to the journey into the afterlife. I see over the graves and tombs to protect the bodies of the pure. I’m the overseer of the embalming rites and rituals. I guide souls through Duat and protect them from harm. And I’m the Guardian of the Scales.

K: You weren’t kidding earlier. Sounds like a full time job.

A: It pretty much is.

K: Amazing. In addition, there was a time when Isis asked you to train a young lady—a descendant of ancient priestesses—in her ability to use the power of Ma ‘at. What was it like working with Natara Stone?

A: Our time was too short, really. She was a great student. Despite the logical rationing she used as a wall, she was very open to learn and adapt. Yet, I wish I had more time to hone in her abilities. There is so much more to Ma ‘at. So much more to the power of Ra. Unfortunately, she was forced to face Set before I could truly unlock her heart’s power.

K: At least she had Seth O’Keefe. He was able to protect her, is that not correct?

A: *Glares* I guess. Though, from how I understand it, he was the reason she was captured by the Sons in the first place.

K: An honest mistake, I’m sure.

A: *Silence*

K: Why do you not trust Seth?

A: Because he is a Son of Set. He is a descendant of the priest that served my uncle during one of the darkness times in Egyptian history. They encouraged corruption, stripped people of their free will, and lead chaos into the streets. And Seth is a descendant of the worse kind of Son. He is a Charmer—one whose power can influence others’ thoughts and emotions through magical impulses, and even their memories if the pulse is strong enough. The souls they touch will never get to pass into Osiris’s Kingdom. That lineage destroyed thousands of lives, just as my uncle had destroyed my mother and my family.

K: But Seth has shown to have a caring heart, has he not?

A: A Son of Set is a Son of Set. If it wasn’t for Natti’s love for him, I’d rip his heart out myself and feed it to Ammit without even a bat of an eye.

K: *Gapping* All right. Moving onto some current pop-culture. What did you think of the movie Gods of Egypt?

A: *Exhales and smiles thinly* It wasn’t bad. I’m not as big of a fan of it as, say, my little brother is. But, then again, I’m not the star of the film. *Gives wink*

K: *Giggles* True. I could see why your brother would then take a liking to the movie. But Anubis was still a very important character in Zaya’s journey through Duat. How did you feel about how the screenwriters, graphic designers, and actor portrayed your character?

A: *Leans cheek on fist and shrugs* I’d say they did all right, for the most part. Unfortunately, they didn’t really capture my true physical appearance in any since of the word—as you can tell for yourself. Even in a were-form, I don’t have gold veins running through my body, as cool as that might be. Also, many people of this day-in-age tend to confuse Wepwawet and myself. My fur being the color of obsidian while Wepwawet has the slate gray, which was used in the film. Plus, being in our were-forms often takes more energy than either our human or animal forms. It would be exhausting to stay in that form for that long. That’s why I often wear a golden mask at the judgment ceremonies instead.

K: And what about the character’s strick, but caring personality? Personally, just sitting with you today, I think they were fairly accurate. Particularly the caring part. You were often depicting adjusting the scales in favor of the hearts in your charge.

A: Well . . . *blushes* thank you for the compliant. I like to think I’m a little more laid back than that character, but I’m just grateful they didn’t depict me the villain other movies have in the past.

K: How do you feel when the media shows you in such a negative light?

A: Disappointed, mostly. I get people’s hesitation of me. My duties as a god represent something people fear most. Especially, now-a-days. But I’m honestly not a bad guy. And Ammit—Ammit is a pussy-cat.

K: How would you feel about having a novel written about you someday?

A: *Laughs* How do you mean that? As a villain?

K: Not necessarily. I mean as the main character, good or bad. How would you feel about having a novel focus on your story?

A: *Long pause* I think I would like that. It would be nice to get out of the shadows and have a book crafted around my story.

K: Okay, my final question is for all those single folks out there. Are you single or married?

A: Um. *Fidgets nervously and rubs the back of his neck* Divorced actually, but I don’t want to go into that, if you don’t mind.

K: Of course not. But are you currently in love with anyone?

A: There’s someone I’ve admired for a long while, but I don’t see it going anywhere.

K: *Smiles* I won’t press any farther. Thank you so much for meeting me today to answer some questions.

A: Thank you for coming here to interview me. And if you have any other questions, feel free to call my name. I’ll even give you an exclusive tour of Duat, if you are interested. *Gives me a wink*

K: Oh. Ah, I’ll think on that.

A: Yeah?

K: Yeah.

Thanks for reading! Have a happy holiday, and be sure to leave Anubis some comment love!

New Adult Scavenger Hunt: Kate Thomas

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Welcome to New Adult Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was inspired as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online for 96 hours!

Go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are TWO contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I’m subbing for Olivia Love, who couldn’t be part of this hop. She is a part of the TEAM PURPLE-but there is also a TEAM GREEN and TEAM ORANGE for a chance to win a whole different set of books!


If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page.


Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my lucky book number. Collect the lucky book numbers of all the authors on TEAM PURPLE, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by October 30th, at noon Eastern Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.



Kate Thomas, is the author of the Equilibrium Series, a five-book supernatural new adult series, and The Resounding Series, an eight-book paranormal series. She is a full time writer, a church planter and entrepreneur at heart; however, writing and reading are passions she just can’t help but indulge in. With more ideas than one person should be allowed, she is blessed to have a muse that doesn’t seem to take a vacation and more energy that one might consider healthy.

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***THE CORE***

One of the most unique paranormal stories available. It’s like nothing you have ever read before. He had blood on his hands when I walked in that day. Though it should have drove me far from wanting anything to do with my illustrious boss, instead, it forced me to look closer. Too close. It started as a simply infatuation. Dark hair, deep green eyes and a dominance about him that left everyone paying attention, but that was only the beginning. Things got off track the moment I let myself look beyond what I could truly see and explain. Thus began the unfolding of Equilibrium. I have no clue what part I will play in the powerful structure set up to maintain the balance between good and evil. All I know is that the epicenter of all power has passed away and someone must take his place. I can only hope that it’s not me. I’m not prepared for such a journey, nor will I ever be. I don’t even believe in good and evil. But somehow the truth remains… I have no choice in what’s to come. None of us do. The Core is missing and the position will not go unfilled. The Invitation: Join us from the beginning of this journey and emerge yourself in the alternative reality that Kate Thomas has created. Let the here and now subtly fade away as you discover something new, and perhaps even find yourself changed by the authentic human experience presented in this fantastic magic adventure. Not everything is quite what it seems… But you knew that already.


 ***Exclusive Content: Cover Reveal!***

The Fae aren’t the pretty creatures that you imagined them to be.
They’re warriors, and they fight on
your behalf, deep in the world of your dreams.

To enter, you need to know that OLIVIA’S lucky book number is 13.

Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on TEAM PURPLE and you’ll have the secret code to enter for the grand prize!


To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author, Suzanne Lazear!


Seasonal Review Reward #Giveaway–300 Ratings on Goodreads

This past month, my Descendants of Isis series received it’s 300 ratings on Goodreads. Yay! To give back, I’m going to start a series of seasonal giveaways which readers who have rated or reviewed my novels can enter for a chance to win a 5 USD e-gift card. But because this a special occasion (300 ratings!), I’m giving away a 25 USD e-gift card.

I don’t care if the ratings or reviews are positive or negative, and it can be any site where you can rate or review my novel (Goodreads, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, etc.). The giveaway is open INT and will close October 30th at 12 AM EDT. To enter, click the link below:

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Isis (Aset)—Goddess and Queen of Egypt

Now a days, when we hear the name Isis, we automatically think of terrorism and destruction. This is mostly thanks to the media continually using it to refer to a group known for these attributes, which has actually switched between many different acronyms in short periods of time. However, the name Isis once was revered, not feared, and still is by certain people who understand its true origin.

Isis is the ancient Greek name meaning ‘the throne,’ and is commonly used to refer to the Egyptian goddess, Aset, one of the oldest goddesses of ancient Egypt. She was a mother goddess as well as the goddess of magic. Her back story takes on many different twists, but the most widely known as being the oldest daughter of Nut, the sky goddess, and Geb, god of earth.

She and her husband, Osiris, traveled Egypt teaching the people new methods of agriculture, which later earned them their titles of King and Queen of Egypt. Unfortunately, their happiness and bliss didn’t last long. Envious of his brother’s success, Set, the god of chaos, killed Osiris to gain his power. He then took his brother’s body, cut it into fourteen pieces, and scattered the remains across Egypt, which disabled Osiris from entering the afterlife.

In response, Isis and her sister, Nephthys, searched the lands and collected thirteen of the fourteen pieces—Osiris’s penis being lost to the fish of the Nile—and bandaged him in wrappings. Using clay to form the final piece and her magic, she revived her husband, who was able to pass into the afterlife in peace. Meanwhile, now Osiris’s widowed wife, Isis gave birth to their son, Horus, and raised him in the Delta of the Nile, away from his uncle Set’s eyes, until he came of age to take his rightful place on the throne of Egypt.

Her loyalty to her murdered husband and infant child, her courage in defying Set, and her compassion towards all people made Isis one of the most beloved goddesses in Egypt. She was considered the paragon of motherly virtues, and her image with the infant Horus is seen throughout much of Egyptian art and religion—much like Mary and the infant Jesus in Christianity.

Her priestesses were skilled healers, midwives, and sorceresses. It was even rumored they could control the weather by braiding or combing their hair. The Tjet (known as the “Knot of Isis”) amulet her priestesses wore was thought to represent the magical power of a knot or braid. Because of this, it was often used in the funerary rites, potentially linked with the ideas of resurrection and rebirth.

There are many more wonderful myths and knowledge about the goddess Isis, how she obtained her powers, and the sacrifices she had made to mankind. As well as some debate that, though she is mostly known to be a goddess, she was once a mortal woman who ruled over Egypt. Real or not, this is the woman’s name should be honored rather than stained. And it’s her bravery and compassion that sparked my series, the Descendants of Isis, to life.


  • Fassone, A. and Ferraris, E. (2008) Dictionaries of Civilization: Egypt. Berkeley, California: University of California Press.
  • Faulkner, R.O. (2010) Ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead. New York, New York: Fall River Press.
  • Hill, J. (2010). Ancient Egypt Online.
  • Oakes, L., and Gahlin, L. (2003). Ancient Egypt: An illustrated reference to the myths, religions, pyramids and temples of the land of the pharaohs. New York, New York: Barnes & Noble, Inc.
  • Strudwick, H. (2013). The Encyclopedia of Ancient Egypt. New York, New York: Metro Books.
  • Wilkinson, P. (2009). Myths & Legends: An illustrated Guide to Their Origins and Meanings. New York, New York: Metro Books

Book Blitz: Bottled by @Artzicarol


by Carol Riggs
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: July 7th 2016
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Summary from Goodreads:

At seventeen, Adeelah Naji is transformed into a genie and imprisoned in a bottle. For a thousand years, she fulfills the wishes of greedy masters—building their palaces, lining their pockets with gold, and granting them every earthly pleasure. All that sustains her is the hope of finding Karim, the boy she fell in love with as a human. When at last she finds a note from her beloved, she confirms he has access to the elixir of life and that he still searches for her. 

But someone else also hunts her. Faruq—the man who plots to use her powers to murder and seize the life forces of others—is just one step behind her. With the help of a kind master named Nathan, Adeelah continues to search for Karim while trying to evade Faruq. To complicate matters, she begins to experience growing fatigue and pain after conjuring, and finds herself struggling against an undeniable attraction to Nathan.

As Faruq closes in, Adeelah must decide just how much she’ll risk to protect Nathan and be with Karim forever. How much power does she really have to change her future, and what is she willing to sacrifice for an eternity of love? If she makes the wrong choice, the deaths of many will be on her hands.

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Carol Riggs is an author of fiction for young adults (and adults!) who lives in the beautiful green state of Oregon, USA. Her debut novel, The Body Institute, released Sept 2015 from Entangled Teen, exploring body image and identity. Her fantasy YA, Bottled, will release from Clean Reads on July 7, 2016, and her sci-fi YA, Safe Zone, will release from Entangled Teen in October 2016. She enjoys reading, drawing and painting, writing conferences, walking with her husband, and enjoying music and dance of all kinds. You will usually find her in her writing cave, surrounded by her dragon collection and the characters in her head.
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Release Day Buzz: Edge of Glory by @MaganVernon

 Title: Edge of Glory
Series: Friendship, Texas #1  
Author: Magan Vernon
Genre: Sports Romance/Romantic Comedy
 Release Date: July 12, 2016
“Welcome to Conti’s. I’m Lia and I’ll nguhhhhhhhhhhhhh.I froze. Directly facing me was Olympic swimmer, Jay Morningstar…and I just made an idiot of myself.

The rest of the table looked up to see my standing there with my mouth practically gaping. His coach, who I recognized from TV interviews, and even two other swimmers from the Olympic team. They didn’t say anything, they didn’t even blink.

“Uh…I mean…”

I couldn’t even put together my words and Jay Morningstar was just staring at me with that Wheaties box smile and those icy blue eyes. 

What was I supposed to say? Sorry I just made a weird noise, it’s just that I have a poster of you on my wall where you are wearing nothing more than your gold medals, a smile, and a pair of man panties?
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Snow in Texas didn’t happen.

The weather report said that we were supposed to get significant snowfall, but I told Jay that the weatherman was usually wrong so there was nothing to worry about.

This was one of the first times that Jay was going to hang out at my house and nothing was going to ruin that for me.

Or so I thought.

I’d cleaned everything from top to bottom a million times over and made sure my parents would both be at the restaurant along with Sonny.

Jay was just coming over to watch a movie, but I couldn’t wear my usual “lounging” gear of sweatpants. It took me forever to figure out what to change into after school and put on extra deodorant.

Staring at myself one last time in the mirror, I thought I could pull off looking half way decent. I smoothed out my sweater and touched up my lip gloss.

Okay, so maybe I wasn’t a Christy Quinn with a great fashion sense, but hey, a sweater and jeans weren’t that bad.

The doorbell rang and I bolted down the stairs only to feel something warm and squishy underneath my sock-clad feet.

I winced, not wanting to look at what I stepped in, but as soon as Nonna’s goat walked into the foyer, I knew it was exactly what I thought it was.

“Nonna! What is Capra doing in the house?”

Nonna shuffled into the foyer and looked down at my feet then at Capra, swatting him on the butt and swearing in Italian. Capra snorted and turned around, dropping another big pile of little pellet poops on the ground before she sauntered toward the living room.

I put my hand on my head and looked between the new pile of poop, the one on my foot, and the door where Jay was standing behind the stained glass door.

I didn’t even have any time to panic. I whipped off my socks and turned, cracking the door open slightly, trying to put on my biggest smile. “Um, hey, Capra had a little bit of an accident, so I’m just going to clean it up before you come in. Okay?”

Jay raised an eyebrow. “Um. Okay?”

I shut the door again and then raced my socks to the laundry room, throwing them in the wash then moved as fast as I could to clean up the new piles.

I let out a deep breath before I opened the door again to see a smiling Jay. He always found a way to look better than me, no matter what he was wearing. His hair was still wet as if he just got out of the shower, or maybe the pool, and he smelled of soap and cool mint. I tried not to let my eyes wander at the way his thin black t-shirt clung to him with moisture still on his chest, but there is only so much a girl can resist.

Or maybe he was freezing and I was the jerk that didn’t let him in because I was cleaning up goat poop.

Author Bio

Magan Vernon has been living off of reader tears since she wrote her first short story in 2004. She now spends her time killing off fictional characters, pretending to plot while she really just watches Netflix, and she tries to do this all while her two young children run amok around her Texas ranch.

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