Friday, September 14, 2012

Leading Lady ~ Emma

Hey Lovelies!
I always talk about Abby and how she is the main character of Family Ties. Yes that is very true, Abby is one of the main characters of Family Ties. However I also talk about how Family Ties is told not in one, not in two, but THREE POVs! You already met Abby and her counter part Cory, but who is the third you might be thinking. The third is Emma, she is Abby's Great Grandmother who lived in Germany when she was growing up. Her tale is about before Abby's family ends up in America. What was Emma like? How did she end up in America? How does this relative connect to why Abby was kidnapped? All valid questions!


Brown Hair
Brown Eyes
Good Dancer
Willing to do whatever it takes
~If the second book ends up working out, you'll learn more about Emma because I did comments about that.


I was standing on my balcony, having a free moment for myself, for once in I can’t remember how long.  Some guard was probably standing in my doorway, however, but I was alone out here.  I stood outside to enjoy the simple joy of the wind blowing through my long brown hair, as the sun, bright and warm, shined down on me.  Having my hair not tied back, but free for the first time without it not being time to go to sleep.  It whipped around lightly in the small breeze.  A beautiful spring day as winter was dying away.
I opened my arms wide out to welcome the wind to this unhappy German home with my eyes closed, the sun was warm compared to my home.  Feeling the sense of freedom wash over me, as the wind blew by with the chirping of birds and the sounds of the river, all teasing me of the freedom the rest of the world had that I could only dream of.  Dream of and yet never achieve.  Then I felt these huge strong hands start to slide around my waist so that his arms could wrap around me like two snakes.
“You didn’t have permission to enter!” I snapped, feeling my voice stay strong, not turning around to see him.
My body was tense as my arms crossed over my chest and narrowing my eyes at the vast land before me.  He pulled me closer so that my back was pressed against his chest.  My head was a little under his chin, with his arms firmly around my waist, not ready to budge.
“I don’t need your permission to enter any room in this house.  This house, and you, will belong to me one day soon.” His voice was but a whisper as he leaned over to speak into my ear, his breath causing a shiver down my spine.
“Lord Wilhelm, I shall never be yours or anyone’s!  Take your hands off me this moment or I shall scream for everyone to hear!” I threatened as I started to squirm to try to escape from his prison arms.
He took his hands off me, but using a hand he swung me around so I could finally see him.  Wilhelm was very handsome, but he was as evil as he was handsome, it was almost as if the evil drew people in before they knew the real trap of his personality of venom.
Women will throw themselves at his feet just based on his looks and the so-called charm that I have yet to have seen.  He has light blonde hair and what some girls have called seductive dark blue eyes.  He is much taller than me and has broad shoulders along with strong muscles from the hunting and sports.  At all the grand parties, where we are all dressed in our best clothing, dressed looking like the finest people,  everyone keeps asking when the two of us, the prefect couple, was marrying.  It all makes me gag!
He glared into my eyes, taking a hold of my shoulders, crushing them so that I would face him, and not be able to turn away from him as I started to try.  It felt like he was going to rip my shoulders off my body, but I could not let him see my pain, that he was affecting me in some way.  That will just help him.  Fuel that snake glare that I knew was inside of him.  You never let the evil know how much pain they are causing you.  It shows them that they are winning over you, that they have an advantage.  Even if it meant that I couldn’t wear more than half of my clothes because of the new bruises on my shoulders and upper arms.
“Emma, you keep chasing all the guys away with your personality,” he spoke, even toned, with a half smile forming on his face, trying to see if he hit a spot or not with me.
“It isn’t my personality that is scaring people away.  They just witness how I treat you!” I growled, hands at my sides, turning into tight fists.
“When we are together you will have to do what I say when I say it,” he spoke again, voice smooth, pulling me by my hips closer to him.
“I will never!  I will never ever have to listen to you because I am not your property to show off!” I couldn’t hide my anger anymore.
Using all of my force that I could muster up, I drew my arms back, pushing them against his chest so that Lord Wilhelm went off of the terrace and into the lake below my window.  A splash was heard, music to my ears.  That was when I heard the maids start laughing.  I leaned over on the wall of the balcony to see what they were laughing at; the sight of Lord of the Muck.

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In need of reviews...

Hey Lovelies!
As you know I just re-released End of the Line! I'm looking for a couple of reviewers for it. I'd like a few reviews on blogs/amazon/bn/goodreads or something to help build up a little roots. It was re-edited, this time it was edited by the fabulous Amy Eye, for those on goodreads I'm sure you see her all over the place! There are a couple new scenes, a new cover, and I changed a character's name to help with the flow of things. Oh and a minor twist in the plot ;P so if you are interested in doing a review, I'm looking for a couple! I have the ebook format ready to go on my computer so you can get it instantly! Either comment this post or email me at ottilieweber(at)gmail(dot)com.

End of the Line

When so much is lost how does one to have the strength to move on? At seventeen Lauren was prepared for yet another year of school. Then asteroids hit, killing all of those she knew except for a few other teens from her neighborhood. Joining forces with her classmate Aaron, they work together on the journey in the hopes of finding more people that are alive. On the way, threats of starvation, illness, and freezing to death don’t compare to the danger of Dean Manson. Manson is an ex-con out for revenge against Aaron. With so much working against them these teens fight for everything even if it means denying their feelings just for the chance to see a new day.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Available once again!

Hey Lovelies!
After the long journey, End of the line is available once again! It is available for ebooks and now paperback! This book is based off a nightmare I had every couple of years from age nine to age seventeen. I got pretty close to the dream with the characters and the plot. However the dream was a little bit futuristic and I did change that though. This new edition has a couple new scenes, a character with a changed name, a sample of another piece and a new snazzy cover!

Those are my two babies below :) I'm looking for a couple of reviews, I've already sent out a couple if you are interested contact me :)

End of the Line
When so much is lost how does one to have the strength to move on? At seventeen Lauren was prepared for yet another year of school. Then asteroids hit, killing all of those she knew except for a few other teens from her neighborhood. Joining forces with her classmate Aaron, they work together on the journey in the hopes of finding more people that are alive. On the way, threats of starvation, illness, and freezing to death don’t compare to the danger of Dean Manson. Manson is an ex-con out for revenge against Aaron. With so much working against them these teens fight for everything even if it means denying their feelings just for the chance to see a new day.


Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Leading Lady ~ Abby

Hey Lovelies!
Now I can't always let the guys have all the attention can I? Of course not! So here is a little introduction to Abby! Family Ties is going to be part of the BCPublishing book signing this saturday at East Greenville PA. Abby wasn't about to sit back much longer with Cory and Aaron getting all the fun.


Brown hair
Brown eyes
Works at a country club
Is not a fan of dresses


The bell rang for the end of the day, telling us to separate, summer was officially starting. Everyone ran out of the rooms to enjoy the rest of the day that they had. My friends and I waved to each other knowing we’d see each other soon, we had all summer. School had been a half day so there was still time to find a way to the beach or to someone’s pool. It was a warm sunny day, one that should be enjoyed. On the way out of the door Cory and I had jump back to be flat against the lockers as someone started to run down the hall in a banana suit followed by a person in a gorilla costume with a screaming middle aged teacher with a receding hairline behind them. It was the last day of school after all, might as well make it a memorable last day.

“We’ll see or talk to you guys later!” I shouted down the hall waving my hand high in the air towards Zoey and Danielle.

“Bye Abby!”

Cory and I headed towards our homes, passing the cars getting stuck behind the buses that were filing out to get everyone home, but in reality they just caused more traffic. Acting like the true friend that he is, he took my book out of my hand and started to run ahead on the sidewalk leaving me behind. I started to run to catch up with him, yelling all the way about him being an idiot because I wasn’t too far behind him, I was gaining up on him, but then I thought of a better way to get him. I stopped quickly then took one of my shoes off and chucked it at his head.

Yes, a direct hit! He turned around rubbing the back of his head and I started to crack up and ran up to get my book back from him then slipped my shoe back on. I stuck my tongue out on him and he grabbed me by my waist. He pulled me close to him. I couldn’t stop laughing not that I wanted to stop it was an amazing shot after all. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders so I was trapped in a hug. He held me tight enough that I couldn’t escape, but loose enough that he wouldn’t hurt me in any way. I could feel his chest shake as he laughed against my back. It was not as fair now that we weren’t the same size anymore. The only chance I had was throwing things or jumping him from behind.

“Do you give up?!” Cory chuckled in my ear as I tried to squirm out.


I tried to pull away, knowing this game. I kept laughing and wiggled a hand free from the trap. Then I started to tickle his stomach till he let me go. I lucked out, we were both very ticklish. I would be so doomed if it was just me.

“Race you!” I shouted.

I started after I picked up my book that was dropped carelessly on the sidewalk during the tickle entrapment. I watched as Cory caught up easily, which made me run harder I did not want him to win. I’m a tad on the competitive side. He is taller than I and his longer legs gave him that extra step length. As we grew up he loved holding things over my head so I could not reach.

“Don’t hurt yourself, Abby!”

At that I paused at running and I pushed him over. Since Cory wasn’t excepting it he fell over onto the grass of some person’s lawn. He laughed as he tried to catch his breath sitting on the ground. I bent over trying to catch my breath, leaning so that my hands were on my knees. I really needed to start running. Great, now I need to take a shower before I go to work! That was going to take time out of my small relaxation time.

“Are you alright?”

I turned my head to glare at him. This was getting old fast, real fast. My chest rose and fell heavily as I stood back up to put my hands on my hips to face Cory. He really needed to learn to listen to me about this.

“Okay Cory, get this straight in that thick skull of yours, I’m fine!” The last two words came out real slow to try to get my point across.

“You were in the hospital!”

I rolled my eyes. This would be a lot easier if I still could breathe. I moved my arms so that they were across my chest as I shifted my weight to one foot. Still huffing I tried to look for the words.

“Cory, it was just my appendix! It’s a very normal thing! Many people have to get it taken out. There is medical evidence that I do not need an appendix to live, I’ll live a, well, close to normal life.” I spoke knowing he was just trying to be nice, but I was about to beat him into the ground if he and my parents didn’t leave me alone soon about this.

People need to stop being so overprotective of me and let me live my life!

“But I should have been there for you!”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

I pulled him up from the ground as he almost toppled into me and we continued to walk home. There wasn’t a lot of cars on the roads around as we broke off the main raods and went on side streets. Cory was on the sidewalk as I walked on the edge of the curb.

“Remember, I was supposed to come over and watch that movie with you? If I went over there, then you wouldn’t have been alone when the pain hit.” Cory had his hands in his pockets as he just stared at the ground, shuffling his feet.

I rolled my eyes. He was insane! It was unnecessary guilt for him to live with.

“Cory, you were studying and I was fine! Josh came home just shortly after the pain started and everything was fine! Stop carrying this nonsense guilt! So, remember not to be late tonight for our first day of work or then you will truly be sorry because I will not cover for your sorry butt.”

He rolled his eyes as we turned into our street. I turned into my house once we reached it. I unlatched the lopsided fence around our whole yard, but it was stuck so I gave it a big kick to loosen it.

“Ah my royal lady, what grace and sophistication you have!” Cory spoke still standing on the crack filled sidewalk with his arms opened wide.

I raised my arms high and gave a deep bow. I turned around and jumped into the yard. I hopped up the stairs to the front door and tried to open it. The door was stuck so I had to kick that too. I really wished I wore sneakers today.

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Saturday, September 1, 2012

Men of Ottilie ~ Aaron

Hey Lovelies!
So since the ebook verison of End of the Line is now available with the proof for the paperback in the mail I figured it was time to have an introduction of some characters! Today I will be having a Men of Ottilie so that you all can meet Aaron, the main male of the story. He is closely written to the guy that was in my nightmare that End of the Line was based on. I had a lot of fun writing him and I hope it shows!

Blue eyed
A Protector
Has a tattoo
Was adopted
Learned to ride a motorcycle illegally



 watched Lauren fall asleep near her brother and his friends. I hated her at that moment. There really was no other way to express the feelings I had toward her. She had someone with her that she knew: family. Not only that, but a whole group of people while I didn’t. I was alone. She had her brother—I had a man who wanted my head on his wall as a trophy. Looking at this strange cluster, I suddenly wondered why I was even helping them. Even, as this question seeped through my mind, it made me sick to my stomach. How could I look at them, especially the two kids, and doubt my decision?

I was never friends with Lauren. We’d had been on the same bus since kindergarten, until one of my buddies began to drive me to high school. She and I had a few classes together over the years, but Lauren was the silent one in the class, with the high stack of books, not daring to leave them in her locker because you might need one of the textbooks in class that day. She could be absolutely annoying. Was being a perfectionist really, honestly necessary? In my handbook of life—no.

After watching my parents being crushed as they tried to run for the house, I had to help when I heard her cry.

I saw it all happen as I was sitting on my window sill with my window wide open, hanging a leg out while I was thinking. I was hot and needed some air. Mom didn’t like when I sat like this, but I’d always found it relaxing. Then in the distance, there were bizarre shapes in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, scattered rocks the sizes of busses or bigger were heading toward the earth.

I closed my eyes quickly and shook my head to get the images out of my mind. I was not ready to face that. It was the first time a major feeling of guilt and horror took over me. The only family I had was killed before my eyes. They had put up with me, dealt with more than what they signed up for.

Listening closely to the air blow by, trying to make sure that no one was coming, I looked over at the six of them and I felt my heart race. Trying to calm down, I hung my head low to try and get my breathing back to normal. How did this whole mess happen? I just became an orphan for the second time in my life. The first time was miserable enough, but a second time? I just lost my all my friends. I was stuck with Lauren and her luggage. After what seemed like forever, one of the kids started to move, which made Lauren come around.

She sat up appearing like she hadn’t really slept either. Her eyelids looked heavy with dark circles, not all of which seemed to be from her make-up. Lauren rubbed her head, then stretched her limbs a little. Her jean-blue eyes met with mine and they were filled with pain, as she remembered what happened. I noticed because it shined in her eyes and I was sure she could see the same shimmer in my own.

“We should go, so wake them up and we’ll be out,” I spoke softly.

She nodded and started to wake them up gently. I remembered when my mom did that for school or if I was sleeping in too late on the weekends and she thought I wouldn’t be able to sleep that night. That would never happen again. She would tenderly rub my back until I made signs that I was alive. The two littlest ones started to stir, then got up, looking confused. Almost like they had forgotten that they fell asleep on the ground instead of their beds. That yesterday was nothing but a nightmare instead of reality.

Next, the other three woke up. We started moving, as the two little ones wondered where breakfast was. This was definitely going to be a long day, the first of many to come; I could feel it.

Lauren was walking in front with me as she held the two littlest ones by the hand. I could tell she wanted them to walk as far as they could because she wasn’t going to be able to carry both of them for too long. Meanwhile, the three in the back were quiet, but Cole gave me death glares every once in a while. I could sense his glare on the back of my head, and I would turn my head as I felt the pricking. Our eyes would meet and we’d both scowl. I still couldn’t figure out what I did to him.

“I want pancakes!” Sean pipped up, nearly skipping.

“Waffles!” Paige spoke, challenging Sean’s food choice.



“Guys, there aren’t waffles or pancakes available right now,” Lauren commented, sounding upset about them being hungry.

“But it’s time for breakfast! I woke up, so it is time for food!”

I grinned, suppressing a chuckle. I really liked the little boy’s logic. I watched as he looked up at his sister with a straight face, which made me want to laugh even more. I had a feeling that this was a normal relationship for the two of them.

“I know, but we have to wait a little longer for food.”

Those two weren’t the only ones hungry. I was starving too. I kept glancing at the two of them as they each swung from one of Lauren’s arms. Lauren seemed tall next to the two of them. She always seemed smaller at school. Was it because we were always sitting in desks, not near each other?

“We’ll walk over those hills and see if that town is up and functioning.”

Lauren agreed by nodding her head as we headed over the hills and I helped her with the two little ones when they almost fell. Once they were standing next to me, I helped Lauren by pulling her hand to give her some balance. Her hand was smaller than mine. It was strange seeing her long, clean nails against my hands. In school I never really noticed or thought of her.

Moving on, I quickly snapped out of it, and I helped the two girls. I really needed to learn the rest of their names. I doubted they would want to be referred by numbers. Cole didn’t want any help, so I let him stumble over the rocks on the slant.

“Aaron, we have a problem,” Lauren said.

I stared at her, confused, as I climbed the rest of the way to the top where she turned to look at me. My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped, not believing what I was seeing. Only a couple of feet below us, water covered everything with only a few things sticking above the new water line. I thought I saw someone’s satellite dish poking out. This was definitely not looking good. I turned right and left, seeing that the water stopped along the hills, but this couldn’t stay forever. We had to move before it rained or something. It looked like the ocean had found its way to us.

“Aaron, does this mean the ocean was hit with one of the asteroids?” Lauren asked in a murmur near my ear.

I couldn’t speak, so I just stood there, shaking my head and shrugging my shoulders in disbelief. This couldn’t be happening. This was getting more awful by the second. Just when I didn’t think things could become stickier, they did.

“Hey! Look, Paige. The beach came to us!” shrieked the little boy at Lauren’s side, his hands shooting up into the air.

He was about to run over to the water, but I was able to grab him by the back of the shirt before he could make his leap. My heart almost leapt out of my chest. I wasn’t sure how Lauren would react to see her brother dive into the wet unknown. Lauren grabbed him from me and held him close to her with her eyes closed tightly.

“Lauren, I can’t breathe. You’re hugging me too tight.” The little boy squirmed in her embrace, using his small arms to try to push his sister away from him.

I smiled at the little guy as I picked up the little girl with dark red hair (who must’ve been Paige) just in case she tried what he had failed doing. We really didn’t need to any more attempts.

“Sean, you can’t do that. You don’t know how to swim. Stay by my side and don’t leave me.” She nearly cried, her hold on him didn’t seem to loosen.

I was a bit taken aback by this. I had never seen anyone that caring over a sibling. I was adopted and didn’t have siblings. I watched her practically killing her brother with her hug because the fear of losing him was too much to bear. I was resentful of them.

“Lauren, we should probably keep going,” I said quietly, trying not to sound bitter and attempting to push those feeling deep inside of me.


We headed down the hill slowly, trying not to kill ourselves from the tilt. I kept a close eye on Lauren carrying her brother. Once we were on our way again, we changed our direction so we were heading west.

“Lauren, what are everyone’s names?” I asked, kind of embarrassed it took me so long to even ask.

She grinned. “This is my brother, Sean, and the one you are holding is his best friend Paige... Both are six. The one that has black hair a little shorter than her shoulders is Jill, and the other girl with very short brown hair is Mandy. Then there’s Cole, and you know me from school.”

“What are the others’ ages?”

“Cole is sixteen, Jill is fifteen, and Mandy is nine.”

Nine wasn’t too young, so the only ones we really had to worry about were Sean and Paige. They would need the most help and attention.

“So, oh dear saviour, what is plan B?” called out a voice reeking of bitter sarcasm.

I turned to glare at Cole, stopping everyone in our little group.

“Listen to me you little piece of—”

Lauren slapped me on the back of the head. I felt so stupid, as I stood there in shock with my mouth left wide open. She hit me!

“Listen, you two! We have to get along if there’s any chance for us to stay alive. One person alone can’t survive out here, so we have to work together and stop fighting with each other. We don’t know what’s out there, so come on, please get it together. Furthermore, no cursing! There are little kids around us!” Lauren ordered. I almost felt like I was back at school with her scolding us.

I looked at the quiet book worm who was now bossing me around and I couldn’t believe I was desperate enough to save her. I knew that was horrible to think, but I could tell this was definitely going to be harder than I thought with this group. She marched ahead of Cole and me with the other two girls, as I stood there with the little girl in my arms. She glanced up at me with big, brown apprehensive eyes, almost desperate for any comfort she could get. I was not known for my reassuring traits or my child-caring skills; I didn’t know what to do. I had to listen and work with the geek if we had any chance for all of us to survive.

End of the Line

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