…And on the lighter side of paranormal with an odd twist there’s the next novella in the As the Chair Turns series.
A Witch’s Curse, which I expected to complete in March, April, May… I guess I wasn’t feelin’ it. This is a series I write for fun, so if it isn’t fun…I’m not writin’. In any case, life settled down and became a giggle fest again so I could remember the funny parts. You get the point …this is now for sale at most outlets.
That means it's available to read right now. Buy it and carve out some time to read it now that you have a little free time. It’s time to find out what happened after last year's holiday party isn’t it?
And here's a teaser for you...
For those of you who don’t know yet, I'm Delia Belaquoit, and I manage Luna de la Mar, the world’s most exclusive salon and spa located in Boca. Not THE Boca. The other Boca.
You know, the salon I manage is located in the heart of town, but the underground tunnels and caverns extend into another dimension. Totally awesome. The staff is varied and talented—the gnomes in their caves and the forest elves, the nymphs and faeries below ground and more in their private chambers working their magic We have a great crew and wonderful neighbors. Then there are the vampires, shifters, Halflings, and all who work miracles with the clientele. I'm brand new at this paranormal-fantasy stuff, so I just go about my daily life routinely managing the most elite salon and spa on this side of the Atlantic, while dodging magic bullets and avoiding charmed arrows with the help of a few new friends.
This town and its supernatural inhabitants are full of secrets, and I'm responsible for keeping them safe. Their secrets, that is. Not the inhabitants. They don’t need any help from me. I haven’t quite figured out what I am or what I’m capable of, yet. So, think of me as a work in progress, slightly unstable and therefore undependable in the save your ar$e category.
P.S. Trying to give up using vulgarities. Not working as you can see.
Carrie and Jen, my two best friends, are witches. Yup! Real witches—casting charms and curses, Glamour loving, nose twitching, finger snapping magical witches. Discovering that (along with everything else) was a rock the world moment for me. I didn’t believe it, at first, either. But take my word for it. They’re coven loving, craft chanting, cauldron brewing witches. Real, magical witches.
Thank goodness my besties—I think of them as my witch bitches—had my back through all of this so far, because, from time to time, things have gotten pretty hairy in the literal sense, no pun intended. Think full moon and shifters. Cats, wolves, bears. You name it. We got it.
The salon itself is a workplace environment where diversity rules. Every paranormal being from pixies to gargoyles, and some you’ve never even imagined, wander through from time to time—humans too. That’s the real challenge.
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