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Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Friday, September 25, 2015
Fall #Anthology Special from Five Wild Rose Press Authors - #Kindle or Paperback
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Hauntings in the Garden, Volume One (Kindle $4.99)
A Fabutastic Anthology full of Fall and Halloween Tricks and Treats
Witch’s Tattoo by Eliza March
Lisette Bouchard is a powerful witch, with no training, no mentor, and no coven. She’s discovered her on and off again boyfriend is the warlock…and her soul mates destined to fulfill the pentacle’s prophecy, Lisette isn't certain she wants destiny ruling her love life.
Caster’s Unfriendly Ghost by Alicia Dean
Confirmed bachelor Reese Caster’s world is rocked when a pesky ghost shows up and demands that Reese romance his widow, and Reese’s former lover, Emily, to keep her out of the clutches of a scheming gold-digger. Can Reese and Emily find the love they were denied, or will the ghost of her dead husband destroy their chances?
Crimson Summer by Cecilia Farrell
A mysterious offer, a threat, then all hell breaks loose.
There are secrets in Carrick County people don’t dare reveal. But Ranalt Fitzgerald will risk everything to protect her family, the man she loves and the little girl she adores. Each turn of the summer moon brings danger and in the shadows, something waits...
The House by Lara Parker
Unexpectedly, Leslie Harrison inherits a sprawling horse farm in Florida. Upon her arrival, she meets the good looking farm manager, Preston McClay and, to her chagrin, he isn’t happy to see her. But the cantankerous man is the least of her worries when things start to go bump in the night. Will the sinister activity in the house chase Leslie away, or will she prevail in the struggle between good and evil?
Witch Familiar by Dayana Knight
Breanna McShae must seek a familiar. After performing a ritual asking the Goddess to provide her with her given familiar, she finds she has two animals vying for her attentions—a wolf and a raven. The catch is one of them is the love of her life and the other devastating trouble—the sikkqui—a creature that can assume any shape and sucks the essence of human spirit. Can she go against her very nature to destroy it without destroying herself and the shifter who has captured her heart?
Volume Two is also available in both formats from The WIld Rose Press ($3.99)
Unlocked Treasure by Linda Carroll-Bradd Aleen MacRae resists the lure of the sea. But when her interest is caught by a man she sees both in person and in a dream, she is afraid that her future is tied to the sea.
Braden Williams hunt for buried treasure brings him to Aleen. Collaboration on genealogy research draws them closer, and Braden steers her toward his true passion—sailing.
Will Aleen play things safe or accept what this free-spirited man offers?
Love Her Like the Devil by Stacy Dawn
A chance meeting in a honky tonk on Halloween finds Luke in the arms of a brown-haired beauty. But if the stories he overhears are true, she may be far more than she seems...and he's more than ready to find out.
Caper Magic by Veronica Lynch
P.I. Nick Forrester has tracked a woman on the run to Cape Brendan. Within days he is confronted by Annunciata Doyle, a vivid reminder of a pain-filled past.
On the shores of Lake Ontario, Nunie Doyle has earned the love and respect of new friends and neighbors—and put her talent for helping women to good use.
Together again, Nicke and Nunie discover a side of each other that has them considering drastic changes for the rest of their lives. Is it madness or Caper Magic?
ShriekWeek by Anne Knol
Two problems threaten Maggie Ballater’s new career as Island events organizer. One is the inexplicable murder of the lead actor in her Halloween pageant. The other is a dangerously attractive guitarist, Bram Jenkins, who brings back memories she’d rather forget. Is his interest in her real, or is he stalking her with a more sinister motive?
For My International Friends in France and Germany and Around the World
I spent quite a few of my early years living in Germany and France, and traveling through Europe. My husband and I still visit often and plan to return soon.
Please leave me a note. ~~ Eliza
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Thought for Today
Spend your love unconditionally. It will return to you tenfold. ~~~Anonymous
The imperitive word in that sentence is 'unconditionally'.
So often advice, proverbs, sayings all suggest similar ideas: 'Do unto others...' 'Love thy brother as thyself...' 'Pay it forward...' 'You reap what you sow...'
All great ideas, all good advice...as long as you remember to 'give' in all ways 'unconditionally' you won't be disappointed.
~~~Eliza
The imperitive word in that sentence is 'unconditionally'.
So often advice, proverbs, sayings all suggest similar ideas: 'Do unto others...' 'Love thy brother as thyself...' 'Pay it forward...' 'You reap what you sow...'
All great ideas, all good advice...as long as you remember to 'give' in all ways 'unconditionally' you won't be disappointed.
~~~Eliza
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Thought for the Day - Love
"You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love." Henry Drummond
Sunday, September 20, 2015
#Halloween #Fall Anthology - Hauntings in the Garden #TheWIldRosePress
My release Witch's Tattoo is part of the TWRP
Hauntings in the Garden Anthology
Michael Veret, Acadian coven leader, knows his destiny lies with his soul mate, the witch with the ability to restore the power of the Pentacle, a power needed to release the coven's spirit gifts, but his heart belongs to the young grad student he can't have.
On her birthday Lisette Bouchard discovers the legacy her parents died for. She's a powerful witch, with no training, no mentor, and no coven. Her on and off again relationship with Michael is over...until she discovers he's the warlock who must approve her membership. When she finds out they are also soul mates destined to fulfill the pentacle’s prophecy, Lisette isn't certain she wants destiny ruling her love life.
What she is certain of is she wants Michael to love her for herself and not because he needs her for her power.Will Michael be able to prove he’s loved her all along before evil steals her away?
Michael Veret, Acadian coven leader, knows his destiny lies with his soul mate, the witch with the ability to restore the power of the Pentacle, a power needed to release the coven's spirit gifts, but his heart belongs to the young grad student he can't have.
On her birthday Lisette Bouchard discovers the legacy her parents died for. She's a powerful witch, with no training, no mentor, and no coven. Her on and off again relationship with Michael is over...until she discovers he's the warlock who must approve her membership. When she finds out they are also soul mates destined to fulfill the pentacle’s prophecy, Lisette isn't certain she wants destiny ruling her love life.
What she is certain of is she wants Michael to love her for herself and not because he needs her for her power.Will Michael be able to prove he’s loved her all along before evil steals her away?
There must be a genre here for you!
 Veronica Lynch Caper Magic
Hauntings in the Garden P.I. Nick Forrester comes to Cape Brendan ostensibly to assist with Caper Madness, a month-long celebration of everything...
... more info |  Caster's Unfriendly Ghost
Hauntings in the Garden A year after her husband’s death, Emily Tillman is ready to start dating again, and hopefully, find what she’s...
... more info |  Crimson Summer
Hauntings in the Garden What Carrick County’s powerful Phelan family want, they usually get, whether that’s land like the Fitzgerald...
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 Dangerous Hauntings
(MSRP: 3.5000) Sequel to Jo Barrett's Chaste Kiss... Debi Cummings and Mick Wise have been at odds since the day they met. The attraction between...
... more info |  Love Her Like the Devil
Hauntings in the Garden A chance meeting in a honky tonk on Halloween finds Luke in the arms of a brown-haired beauty. But if the stories he...
... more info |  ShriekWeek
Hauntings in the Garden Events organizer Maggie Ballater has a new career, a new Island home, and a new life, and intends to make the most of it. But...
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 The House
Hauntings in the Garden Unexpectedly, Leslie Harrison inherits a sprawling horse farm in Florida from a distant relative. She packs up her life and...
... more info |  Unlocked Treasure
Hauntings in the Garden Aleen MacRae blames the lure of the sea for breaking apart her family and then her engagement. When her interest is...
... more info |  Witch Familiar
Hauntings in the Garden Breanna McShae is a practicing green witch—harm to none, do as you will is the mantra she lives by. She must seek a...
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Friday, September 18, 2015
Defeat The Darkness: Blood Moon Rising Installment by Eliza March
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Kyle patted him on the
shoulder. “No thanks, my ride’s just down the road.”
“You going back through the
woods?”
“No. Through the cemetery...
Continuing...
"I
parked on a side road back there. I’ll call you.” Kyle walked away with
remarkable control considering how volatile his insides felt. As soon as he was
well hidden by the underbrush, he traced to where Dylan had met up with Garr
and the wolves.
“What do you think?” he asked
Dylan.
“I think if you want to keep
her alive, you need to bring her back here. We’ll help her through this.”
“If what he said about her
blood is true, someone or something infected her,” Salazar said.
“I keep having flashes of
memories, but nothing more than the scent of her blood.” Kyle licked his lips and
remembered the fragrance and the rich sweet taste. His head swam and his knees buckled.
He sat on an old headstone close by before he fell down and embarrassed
himself.
“It doesn’t matter now.” Garr
offered him a hand up and clapped him on the back. “The full moon is less than two nights
away. We don’t have much time to prepare her for her first shift. Go get her.”
“I don’t know if I can face
her. What the hell have I done?”
“Kyle, there’s no choice,”
Dylan said. “Garr’s right. You want me to come with you?”
“Allow me,” Victor Salazar
offered, stepping forward. “She and I have met before, and although it was
under terrible circumstances, I believe she came to trust me.”
“Good idea, Victor. Being a
doctor, you can spew all that medical mumbo jumbo with confidence,” Garr said.
“Dylan, will just go all mental.”
“You may need me to probe her
memories to discover if this was you, Kyle or some other jaguar, or worse yet, Amyra.
It will help to know what she’ll be facing,” Dylan pointed out.
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| Inspiration for Shelby & Kyle |
“You’ll get your chance, Dylan.
Victor and I will bring her to your place. Now all I have to figure out is what
to do about Max. Have any suggestions?” He’d just finished telling him to keep
her away. Now he was ready to go in and kidnap her if necessary.
“Tell him what he would expect
to hear—you’re hiding her out until Amyra is located. He’ll believe that,” Garr
suggested.
“He may believe it, but he
isn’t going to like it,” Kyle mumbled. “He won’t be comfortable being out of
the loop.”
Dylan added, “We’ll come up
with something else later when I have a chance to talk to the council. Now get
going, Kyle.”
“Hop in, doc, and buckle up,”
Kyle opened the passenger side for Victor and walked around to the driver’s
side.
When he slipped into the seat,
he told Dylan, “I’ll call Max and fill him in on the way. He can be prepared to
take our side when Shelby balks. I’ll make sure he doesn’t warn her that we’re
coming.” He punched the button, put the phone on speaker, and waited for the
call to go through.
Kyle assumed Max would go
along with the plan for the time being, but when he had time to think it over,
they had better have some reasonable explanation to account for the change in
Shelby. Max wasn’t going to accept a line of bull—not when it came to her.
“Max? Is Shelby at home?”
“No. She’s volunteering at the
clinic. Why?”
“Victor Salazar and I are heading
into town. I need to take her some place safe. Remember that danger I mentioned?
It’s worse than we thought.”
“You also said you were the danger.
You didn’t want to endanger her—”
“Doctor Hamilton, this is
Victor Salazar. I reviewed the DNA data you sent me. I need to examine Shelby
and run a few more tests, but Kyle wants to do them some place where she’ll be
protected.”
“I don’t think she’ll agree to
go with you.”
“I’m counting on you to talk
her into it. Max, Victor says this mutation could be serious.” Kyle shook his head at
Victor when he started to interrupt. “We’ll be there in fifteen
minutes. Can you meet us?”
“I’m heading out the door now.
Where do you plan to take her?”
“I’m not going to tell you that
and put you in danger, too. And Max, don’t warn her that we’re coming. If she
bolts, we’ll lose valuable time.”
“Doctor Hamilton,” Victor interrupted,
“I promise I will stay in constant touch with you. I may need you to run some
tests for me. You have the means, correct?”
“Uh, yes. I-uh… Kyle, we’ll
talk about this when I see you.” Max disconnected and Kyle punched the power
off button.
“Damn. He’s going to figure
out what we’re up to sooner or later.” Kyle sighed. “I don’t know how to keep
all this from him when he’s already seen the scientific evidence that beings
like us exist.”
“Dylan will make the decision about
what to do with him after he goes to the council. It won’t be the first time
they have made an exception, especially if the human in question can help us.”
“What else can they do?”
“Several of the members have
the ability to do a powerful mind wipe. Dylan is one of them.”
Kyle stepped on the gas and
Victor white knuckled the sissy strap. “My driving making you nervous, Victor?
Being three-hundred years old and an immortal, seems like you’d be immune to
fear?”
“We can be injured.” Victor
looked a bit sheepish when he answered. “The pain is as painful now as it was when
we were human. Although fortunately you have not experienced a mortal injury
yet, returning from death hurts the most.”
“Wimp. Shifting the first few times was no party, either.” Kyle snorted at the
immortal. “Don't worry. I won’t get you killed, Victor.”
“I always thought if I learned
how to drive one of these—”
“What? You don’t drive?”
Victor shook his head. “I
didn’t have a need—”
“It’s not about need, man. When
I lived in Boston, I didn’t need to drive, either, but no red-blooded young man
hits sixteen now-a-days without getting his license. It’s a ‘rite of passage’.”
Still weaving in and out of
traffic, Kyle glanced over at Victor. His hand no longer held the sissy strap
with a death grip. “Listen, when all this is over, and after you’ve taught me
how to manage my demon, I’ll teach you to drive.”
Victor looked unsure until
Kyle added, “We’ll buy you a sweet little Lamborghini like Dylan’s—”
“Yes!” Salazar perked right
up. “I would like a—how do you say? A ride like Dylan’s.” Victor’s face was as animated
as a sixteen-year-old boy’s contemplating his first naked girl.
“Well, let’s save the
princess, fight the demons, and thwart the evil Queen’s plans, first.
“You are joking?”
“Not really. All this sounds
like a Grimm’s fairy tale.”
“Ah, the brothers Grimm. I met
them once. The council wasn’t happy with all their diaries getting out.”
“Really? So I guess they
weren’t writing fiction after all.”
Kyle shook his head and
released a sigh. He was doing a lot of that lately. His head wanted to explode.
This was too much for him to take in. How was he going to break it to Shelby?
He turned the wheel, rounded
the corner, and brought the Jeep to a screaming halt behind Max’s Vette. He jumped
out and checked the interior on the way by. His friend had already gone inside.
Victor turned three-hundred
and sixty degrees and said, “Smell that?”
“Yes. She’d been here.” Kyle’s
gut churned. "Not long ago, either."
As he and Victor bounded up
the steps, Shelby was unsuccessfully struggling to break free of Max as he
dragged her out the door. When she bumped into him she stopped fighting Max.
“You!” she gasped and went
limp, deflating like a burst balloon.
He held on and Max backed
away.
“I’ll take her now.” Kyle
said, “You and Salazar go in your car. We’ll meet up at the same place where I
met you earlier.”
Max stared at Shelby who’d
gone pale at the sight of him and nodded. He asked, “Shelby, are you okay with
this?”
“I’m not sure.”
“You wanted me to find Kyle
for you,” Max said, sounding defensive. “I found him.”
“How?” Shelby’s lips continued
to move but no sound escaped.
Kyle hated to see her so
distraught, but it was for her own good. She was going to be tired of hearing
that before this was all over, and he was going to take the brunt of her anger.
Victor moved closer to Kyle
and Shelby. “We must go.” The scent of brimstone grew
stronger. “You’re in danger, Shelby. We’ll take you to safety.”
Her attention shifted to Max
for approval.
“Go ahead. They’ll explain
everything, and I’ll call you later. Take care, babe.” He kissed her cheek
before helping Shelby into Kyle’s car. After the door closed he said, “We’ll be
right behind you. Be careful.”
(These were early unedited versions.)
~~~
The interior of the Jeep never
felt so stifling to Kyle before. With the outside noises muffled by the hard
top, the silence inside the car hurt his ears. Besides, the beat of her heart and the scent of her blood distracted him. Everything about her called to
his basic instincts—to claim, provide for, keep, and protect.
Dylan had to be right.
Shelby was his soul mate and now, with the scent of the cat in her blood, his
jaguar roared for release.
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| Catlike attributes forming |
Maybe he’d been right from the
start. He wasn’t the best choice of guardians under the circumstances. Who
would heed the danger he posed to her?
“Did Max know where you were
all along?” Her voice sounded thick with
emotion, and he didn’t dare risk looking to see if there were tears.
“Not until today. I made him
promise not to say anything to you—”
“What changed your mind? Not only did you
suddenly show up where I work, what the three of you just did came damn close
to the definition of abduction. If I hadn’t agreed, would you have taken me
anyway?”
Her voice sounded stronger,
more indignant. To his way of thinking, that was a good sign even if his answer
wasn’t going to make her a fan.
“Yes. Absolutely.”
“Dammit, Kyle—”
“I warned you this was
serious. After that drugging in Guatemala, I’d think you’d believe me. I won't risk your safety.”
She shivered although the
night was hot and humid. When he stared at her to gauge her reaction, he noted
the perspiration on her upper lip glistened in the moonlight. Ready or not, the
moon approached its zenith, and the fever was upon her.
“What’s happening?” She turned
and stared directly into his eyes when he turned toward her. “And where are you
taking me?”
“The where is simple enough. I
have a friend who lives in a remote Parrish out by the bayou. He offered us his
guest house until the authorities track down the danger.”
“And what exactly is the
danger? That woman?”
“Yes.” There was no point in
denying it. “But under the circumstances, I’m not sure how safe you are with me
either.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m not the same man I was
when I left here.”
"I trust you, Kyle." She shivered again, doubled over,
and more sweat formed a sheen all over her face. “What’s happening to me?”
“Victor thinks he knows what’s
wrong with your blood. He brought some jungle plants known to ease your
symptoms. Max said you hadn’t had many, but you don’t look so good now, Shelby.”
“I’m on fire, and every muscle
in my body aches. It’s getting worse.”
Kyle glanced at the moon and cursed. It was going to be a blood moon. He stepped on the gas and drove faster as Shelby slumped over in her seat. She was better off being unconscious until he reached Dylan's and Victor could dose her with the medicine he brought with him. Too well, he remembered the fever and the aches. When her joints began to stretch, the pain would feel like every bone in her body was breaking. It was excruciating to experience, and he'd like to spare her as much of that as possible. His protective instincts wouldn't survive her pain.
...All rights reserved. No part of this may be copied or reproduced without the written permission of the author. Copyright 2012, Eliza March
Friday, September 11, 2015
Karlie's Wild Ride by Eliza March
Karlie's Wild Ride By Eliza March
Two years is a long time to be alone struggling with a ranch and a broken heart. Karlie isn't prepared to have her first love show up on her doorstep with a financial offer she can't refuse and a physical promise she hasn't forgotten. The hunky sidekick Jonathan claims is his partner is charming enough to make Karlie forget why she should turn down their offer, especially when her body sorely wants to try on both men for size. But she needs the help around the ranch and answers to questions she's kept silent in her heart for too long.
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Sunday, September 6, 2015
Sharon Saracino's HER EXECUTIVE PROTECTOR Available for Pre-Order
You
never know what waits beyond a door you thought you closed forever.
The Blurb:
Madigan
Moran walked away from both an alcoholic father, and the man she loved, putting
a painful chapter in her life behind her. At least she thought so, until her
father died. Returning home for the first time in years, she has a single
purpose—sell everything and resume life as an up-and-coming artist. But she
discovers nothing is ever simple and inexplicable happenings make her question
whether her father’s spirit has actually moved on, or still lingers in her
childhood home.
Having
given up his career in Executive Protection, Sam Barstow leads an unassuming
life despite his high-profile father’s badgering. Regardless of a promise to
her dying father, he thought he’d hardened his heart towards the woman who
tossed him aside like a half-eaten sandwich. But Maddie isn’t anything he
expected and the heat between them burns as hot as ever.
When Sam
confesses a secret battle, and Maddie is threatened and later accused of a
crime, each has to face their personal fears or walk away. Will the ghosts from
their past be the catalyst that holds them together, or the wedge that drives
them apart?
Excerpt:
Sam
Barstow’s head exploded. At least it felt that way as the lamp caught him right
above the ear, knocking his bandana flying and sending him heavily to his
knees. He swore he actually felt his skin splitting. His eyes clamped shut
against the pain, leaving him temporarily blinded. He planted his hands on the
cool tile, concentrating on his breathing, while hoping she didn’t decide to
take another shot at the back of his head while he was down.
Thankfully,
he heard his assailant move away, and detected the muted beeps of his cell
phone. Her voice was low and husky and took him right back to fast cars and
warm summer nights. His groin twitched in involuntary response. The bitch had
hit him with a lamp and he was fantasizing about her? It was official. He’d
lost his mind. Maybe he needed to get out more. He had to be nearing the point
of desperation if he was getting aroused by a sleep rumpled woman who ranked
high on his shit list.
He heard
the phone click off and the rattle of his tool belt. If she’d nearly taken him
out with an old lamp, she’d be a hell of a lot more lethal with his claw
hammer. He’d only had a brief glimpse of her before he couldn’t see anything at
all, so it was difficult to tell how much she might have changed. Well, he’d
deal with that in a minute, as soon as he managed to uncross his eyes.
Climbing
slowly to his feet, assisted by the back of the chair, he blinked rapidly and
groaned as he turned to face his would-be attacker. Yep, as small and slender
as ever, her shapely bare legs poked out of a baggy pair of plaid boxers riding
low on her narrow hips. A white tank top hugged her curves, and he could detect
a hint of dusky nipple through the thin, clingy cotton. Her thick, dark hair
was flat on one side, a riot of tangled curls on the other, and her green eyes
were wide and wary as she braced her bare feet shoulder width apart,
brandishing his hammer in front of her with two trembling hands.
“Just
stay right over there.” She waved the hammer threateningly in the air. “The
police will be here any minute, so don’t even think of trying anything.”
“Nice to
see you again too, Madigan,” he wheezed dryly, annoyed that his voice lacked
its usual authoritative tone. Her brows sailed into her hairline, and she
lowered the hammer a fraction of an inch. “Welcome home.”
“Sam?”
she whispered, the fear and uncertainty clear in her voice. “Oh my God, it is you. Sam Barstow, what in the hell
are you doing here?”
Available wherever e-books are sold!
Sharon Saracino is a multi-published author who resides in the
anthracite coal country of Pennsylvania with her long suffering husband, funny
and talented son, and two insane dogs. When she is not reading, writing, or
enjoying photography and genealogy, she brews limoncello, dreams of living in
Italy, and works as a Certified Registered Rehabilitation Nurse.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Happy Release Day to Maureen Bonatch - GRANDMA MUST DIE
Grandma Must Die
A
Touch of Magic Series
Volume
1
Maureen L. Bonatch
A paranormal romance from The Wild Rose
Press
Release Date: October 07, 2015
She's a witch hunting a spell. He's
hunting witches and falling for her.
Blurb:
Carman
has worn out more towns and last names than impractical shoes protecting the
secret of her magic blood. But when a friend goes missing, and another is
infected with a deadly spell, Carman must choose. Expose her magic blood by
curing the spell—or stop the infection from spreading by killing the source…the
grandmother.
Magic
bounty hunter Dylan has scoured libraries of banned magic paraphernalia seeking
a method to distinguish genuine witches from impersonators. He suspects
unorthodox librarian Carman might hold this information tighter than the hair
he’s dying to unleash from her bun. With a past as hidden as his sleeve of
tattoos, Dylan discovers he’s been used to gain Carman’s trust and their
passion risks more than mixing mortals and magic.
Grandma
Must Die
Maureen
L. Bonatch
Excerpt
…once
she’d started Carman couldn’t stop,
the book
beckoned. Pressing its spine against her palm, begging her to search within the
pages to find the answers she’d unconsciously sought her entire life. As she
lifted the book, her scalp tingled and her hair elevated like a halo.
“Whoa.”
Dylan shielded himself with his hands. “Put it back, slowly, because this is
reminding me too much of the incident with the chest. Having my apartment blown
up from magic isn’t covered in my rent.”
The
plastic evaporated in a puff of smoke in Carman’s hands and the book unsealed
with a sigh. She smiled, the welcoming warmth emanating from within its pages
against her palms. Why had Mother kept her from this? This is what she’d been
waiting for.
As
curiosity overtook his common sense, she detected Dylan’s cautious approach. He
stood close enough to peer over her shoulder into her book, but far enough away
to avoid touching her.
After
the shockwave the last time their skin met, he probably worried he’d ruin
another pair of pants. Carman closed her eyes, absorbing the power from the book.
The delicious feeling evoked a sensation like melting chocolate, sweet and
satisfying.
“I
remember hearing about her, Esmeralda Wrath. I wonder if this was her book?”
Dylan’s warm breath caressed her shoulder.
Carman
opened her eyes and examined the page. To stare right at a photo of the most
powerful witch of all time…her grandmother.
Fun Facts about Grandma Must Die:
·
The
inspiration for the church/library and the town in the story are located along
a bike path the author frequents.
·
A
church that now operates as a bar the author has visited inspired the interior
of the church/library in the story.
·
The
heroine, Carman, is obsessed with sexy, stilettos
·
No
real Grandmas were harmed in the making of this fictional story. In real life
everyone loves Grandmas (unless, of course, they’ve been infected with a nasty
spell).
About the Author:
Long Bio:
Maureen
realized later in life everyone didn’t have characters telling stories in their
heads, or weren’t envisioning magic and mayhem within the everyday. This, and
long walks in the beautiful state of Pennsylvania spawned a love of writing.
Therefore
she’s chased other interests, though none-the-less-daring, but closer to the
ground, such as belly-dancing, becoming a self-proclaimed tequila connoisseur,
fulfilling her role as biker babe to her alpha hubby and surviving motherhood
to twins (so far).
Penning
stories boasting laughter, light suspense and something magical in the hope of
sharing her love of finding the extraordinary in the ordinary world.
Friday, September 4, 2015
Happy Labor Day Weekend - Meet Award Winning Author - Kelly Lee
RELEASE DAY CELEBRATION!!!
BATTLE HEAT…. A sexy new release in the Four
Realms Series, from Wild Rose Press
BATTLE HEAT - AVAILABLE NOW
The heart-pounding story of Holly, the
reluctant assassin you loved to hate in MURDERING EVE — and Ares, the
God of War who destroyed her whole world.
By Kelly L Lee
Holly
Okeanos is alone, held against her will by the immortal that destroyed her
people. Desperate for revenge, she vows to fight until her last breath to
regain her freedom.
The beast
inside Ares must feed. His family knows darkness lies within him and they
equally fear and hate him for it, but he's the first they call when the Olympus
throne is threatened. He's struggled to control the bloodlust since the dawn of
time, but only carnage sates the monster within.
With an escalating rebellion and a
resurrected Scarab to defeat, Ares doesn't have time to deal with his
infuriatingly beautiful captive, whose mere presence strangely calms the beast
and settles his mind. She detests the very air he breathes, but he finds
himself assailed by feelings that haven't surfaced in over a millennia.
Could Holly be the woman to finally
quiet the beast within?
Brief
Excerpt:
“I’m
not going to punish you, though
I probably should.”
Relief
washed through her, and Holly blurted the obvious question. “Why not? I
distracted you and caused your defeat.”
“Don’t
flatter yourself, Titaness.” Ares scoffed and kicked the broken end of the
spear at his foot. “Your girly little scream was a mild annoyance, not a
distraction so monumental I would allow myself to get killed over it.”
Holly
bristled at the word girly. She was many things, but girly was not one
of them. Given half a chance, she’d make him eat the word, along with a
mouthful of putrid arena sand.
Ares
arched a brow at her, wiped the dagger’s blade on his leathers, and shoved it
into a hidden boot sheath as he spoke again. “However, I don’t advise
barging into my sparring session again, lest you find yourself dragged into my
pit. Though I admit, I have half a mind to do that now, considering you want to
feed me sand.”
Try
me, you smug shithead.
The
instant the thought snapped into her brain, she wanted to kick her own ass. He
spent the last several minutes reading her mind. Did she honestly think he
would let the insult go?
Ares
flipped his gaze up to meet hers, anger burning brightly within the depth of
his molten chocolate irises. His lip twitched with a hint of satisfaction.
“Come
down here and say that.”
MURDERING
EVE - AVAILABLE NOW
Exiled to magic-barren Earth Realm, Whit Blackstone has
resigned himself to never seeing his family or clan again. But when a
mysterious woman appears, wielding as much power as the goddess who banished
him, primal desire and his desperation to return home collide.
Immortal…
After twenty-nine years of believing herself human, Eve Moore can’t wrap her
brain around the word. But even immortals can’t always cheat death, especially
if a bloodthirsty God of War threatens your soul. Betrayed and hunted by a
relentless assassin, newly immortal Eve Moore has no choice but to trust the
heart-stopping stranger she’s been tasked to find and return to Olympus.
As
their chemistry ignites, Eve discovers the depth of her emerging powers, and
the inescapable connection she and Whit share. When the time comes, will
Eve hand him over and walk away? Or will the long buried secrets of her past
doom both their lives, and their very souls?
Read
the award-winning first book in the Four Realms series Murdering Eve
Iron Defiance -
Book 3 in the Four Realms series
Amelee, a princess of the Seelie Court, is engaged to one man
out of duty, but desperately loves another. She’s accepted her fate, willing to
deny the deepest longings of her heart in service to her queen.
Arganos has secretly loved Amelee since the beginning of time,
but she is Fey royalty and he is a hardened warrior, reviled by her kind for
the sins committed by the God of War he serves. Though Arganos is prepared to
sacrifice his own happiness to ensure Amelee’s, he refuses to intervene even
though he knows her fiancé isn’t what he seems.
But when tragedy strikes, Amelee turns to Arganos, the forbidden
war captain, instead of her fiancé for help. Fueled by Faery Court politics and
a treacherous Queen’s rule, will the secrets they discover drive Amelee and
Arganos apart forever, or will they defy everything for love?
Find Kelly Lee at:
Contact: kellyleefiction@gmail.com
Twitter: @kellyleefiction
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