He’s an angel of death tortured by his sympathy for humans…

“Is there anything that you want to tell me about yourself?” She implored him with her eyes.
The image of her burned into him. She was so beautiful. In those seconds, he wanted to act and speak with abandon, to come clean and bare his very soul to her. He wanted with everything in him to tell her how much he truly loved her, to beg her to just give him a try, to let him show her how her life could be if she let him love her. He hoped beyond hope that the words he couldn’t say would be reflected in his eyes. But then, as quickly as it fled, his reality set in – he was an angel of death and she, a mortal. – MINE by Julia Bade #Paranormal #NewAdult #Romance


It’s getting hot in here! (Paranormal Romance-MINE)

It's getting hot in here! (Paranormal Romance-MINE).

It’s getting hot in here! (Paranormal Romance-MINE)

I’m excited to share that I am working on something very yummy for you! It’s a new paranormal romance called MINE. It started of course, with an idea.



  A year ago, I started typing away, ignoring my bad posture, hunched over my laptop in concentration, going to bed at 3 and 4 in the morning! 


It started as a story based on the Greek goddess Astraea… 60,000 words and hours of research connecting Greek gods and backstories later (which I’m sure I can use in another book, for words and ideas should not go to waste!),  the premise took a WHOLE different turn… And EVERYTHING started falling perfectly into place. Things would connect simply by very good luck, and I’d shriek and dance… I found a perfect soundtrack to write to, and then I picked out the characters for this book. This made it come even more alive. Their faces inspired me. You can see them on my Pinterest board here!

I had Jacob and Dalia in my head (Photos courtesy of Ariana Grande and Liam Hemsworth)…

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 …But I couldn’t find the perfect face for my villain. I knew he was hot, and while scary, he had to be irresistible! So one day in my MFA class, we were asked to watch The Butterfly Circus, and this happened… (photos courtesy of The Butterfly Circus and Eduardo Verastegui)



 Love at first sight! Wait! Here’s one more:


 I had found my PERFECT muse for the evil Sebastian, and let me tell you… if I had to submit myself to him and give him my life and purity to spare my loved ones… well, I’d be a very willing martyr…

So things are coming along well! If you’d like to sample the first few chapters, drop me a line! The synopsis is below!


There is a balance between life and death that should never be tampered with.

      Tall, dark, and deadly…

     Jacob is charming and gorgeous, ever the gentleman, ever the heart, but he’s also an angel of death, doomed to take the souls of mortals who he’s grown quite compassionate of. And one in particular has stolen his heart, a human named Dalia, and he’s flipping for her… literally. There’s only one way to get closer to this irresistible human. He’s joined the college cheer team where she’s the captain. But trying to balance his death duties, cheer practice, wild college parties and wooing the team’s tough leader are nothing compared to what’s coming.


     Sexy, intellectual, compassionate and strong-willed…

     School and cheerleading are Dalia’s life, end of story. But suddenly, her interest has been sparkedby an intoxicating stranger, and her tough exterior, molded by a recent heartbreak, is quickly crumbling against her will. Jacob is endearing and mysterious – not to mention dazzling with his hazel eyes, sandy brown hair and a body that kills – and he’s getting closer to her interior – a girl who just wants to love and be loved. She’ll fight her heart every step of the way, until she simply can’t…


     Happily ever after…

     It’s just not possible when you’re an angel of death or when you happen to be dating one.


     When Jacob’s master, Sebastian, begins to suspect Jacob’s emotions have gone too far, he instigates an aggressive and devastating plan to stop Jacob’s “reckless” behavior.

      In a climactic moment that brings Jacob, Sebastian and Dalia together, Jacob’s “foolish” infatuation with Dalia is revealed. According to Sebastian, this foolishness is dangerous and forbidden, capable of impairing judgment over the presiding of souls, and capable of bringing an even worse punishment from the Underworld than stealing souls on earth – the eradication of their kind.

     Sebastian must teach Jacob the severity of his actions, and the lessons best taught often involve those we cherish.  

     Dalia is now being hunted by an insatiable predator, and Jacob vows to protect her at all costs. But Dalia is no damsel in distress. As this new reality sets in, and as she watches those she loves get pulled deep into this evil tryst, she instigates her own plan – one meant to save Jacob and her family who are now swallowed up in Sebastian’s wrath. Fearless and resolute, she will search for Sebastian and give herself and her purity fully to him. But that’s the easy part- leaving behind the angel she loves proves far harder than the danger of what’s to come.

     In a world of demons, death, life and love, MINE is an emotionally-driven read. Dalia is bold and beautiful as she takes on a modern role of The Arabian Nights’ Scheherazade, working to charm her captor and protect her own cherished ones. But will it work?


















A Look Inside My New Adult Paranormal

I promised myself a decent bedtime in 2014- which means no more night-writing… maybe. It’s the best time for me to write- it’s quiet… no disturbances… the problem is that I go too far- I don’t even realize it until three in the morning is chiding me. Then I’m a zombie for the rest of the day. I could snag a part in The Walking Dead. I’m sure of it. So I’m off to bed- it’s almost ten here. I’ll get a good seven hours! Hopefully. But I’d like to leave you with a snippet into the story of the newest couple taking up my time- I am enjoying giving them life and creating a lot of fun for them to take part in.

I am writing a New Adult Paranormal Romance. I don’t have a title yet, but it’s on the tip of my tongue. It’s at 50,000 words so far, and it’s still VERY ROUGH! And so is the synopsis! More updates to come…

Quiet, well-mannered, sensitive, and HOT…

But Jacob is also an angel of death. And he’s got a problem — he’s fallen in love with his next victim…

…Her name is Dalia, and he’s flipping for her… Literally. There’s only one way to get closer to this irresistible human. He’s joined the college cheer team, where she’s the captain. But trying to balance his death duties, cheer practice, and wooing the team’s tough leader are nothing compared to what’s coming.

There are few things that Dalia has time for in her busy life, and cheerleading dominates over them all. Guys are definitely not on her calendar. Her first and only serious relationship was a flop. She was done. But then Jacob catches her… Literally. In a cheer stunt gone wrong, he appears seemingly out of nowhere and saves her from busting her head open, and then things change. But there’s no time for yet another typical college guy who will surely break her heart. Or is there? Jacob is uniquely beautiful and hard to resist, but tragedy will soon show Dalia what sets him apart.

She’s awakened a passion that was buried deep inside of him.

He’s not like any other guy she’s met.

Happily ever after? Not so fast.

He may have saved her soul, but payment will still be required.

“Have you ever heard the story of the Greek Goddess Persephone?” Jacob asked.

“Somewhat. She’s the reason we have the seasons, right?”

“Yes. I don’t mean to repeat anything you may already know, but for the sake of explanation…” He grew silent.

“Yes. Yes, please go on,” she encouraged him with a nod of her head.  She wanted to know everything about him. She wanted to understand.

“Hades, god of the Underworld, saw her dancing in a meadow one day. He fell in love with her and stole her, taking her to the Underworld as his bride. That’s when I first discovered her.”

Dalia looked down at her hands and began picking at her fingernails. She had no right to feel even a twinge of jealousy.

“Is it okay for me to continue?” He asked unsure, reaching out and taking one of her hands, as if he could feel her discomfort.

“Yes, please,” she peered up at him and gave a half smile.

“To say she was devastated would be a sick understatement. She was broken.” He sighed. “I had to help her. I promised her I would find a way to return her to her mother, Demeter. But as time wore on, she was becoming weak, refusing anything to eat or drink in defiance. As she grew faint, crying out from hunger pangs, I fed her. I put six tiny pomegranate seeds onto her tongue.”

He stared far off, squeezing Dalia’s hand.

“Jacob?” She pulled him closer to her. “Are you okay? What is it?”

“I’m the reason.” He whispered, never looking away from the memory, bewilderment on his face. “She ate the seeds… When I finally got her to her mother, she was cursed. And for the six seeds she ate, she was required to stay for six months out of a calendar year in the Underworld with Hades. And I had only wanted to help her.”

Dalia took his face in her hands and directed him to meet her gaze. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to help someone. You have a good heart.”

“That’s just it, Dalia. I don’t have a heart. I’m a demon. That’s all I will ever be.”

“Not to me.” She spoke firmly. “You’re an angel. You’re my angel.”

I am an angel of death,” he answered, resolute. “It’s a punishment granted on my legion for what I did. I interfered. Banished from the Underworld, where else was a demon to go, but to be destroyed,” he ran a hand over his head. “That is until Persephone pleaded for my life and that of my legion, and we were banished to earth, put in the service of her mother Demeter, the presider over the cycle of life and death. At first, I wished Persephone would have let me be destroyed. Having death would have been much better than experiencing it day after day, taking life from some of the most unwilling of humans. I pondered day and night on how to destroy myself, considering what laws I could break to once again disqualify myself from their favor.

“Whose favor?”

“The Olympians. Those I offended. Zeus, Demeter… Hades.”

Dalia sat silently, pondering every word that he spoke.

This was real.

It had to be.