Blood Moon by @LiviaQuinn is Intense, Full of Action and a Must-Read! #PNR #IARTG #bookreview


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Title: Blood Moon from the Moonlight Magic anthology

Author: Livia Quinn

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Book Blurb:

There’s a new supe in Destiny. She sauntered into the Moat of Morpheus — a redheaded violet-eyed warrior carrying a giant head-splitter of a sword and wielding it with magic. Her name was Cinder. River felt an immediate attraction as well as a lifting of the despair that had been his only companion for months. But it was short lived.

 

She was there to kill a dragonhunter and accused River of hiding the truth about him. Turns out, she was right. River had a secret and his own reasons for remaining quiet. If he couldn’t break free of the villain’s control, there would be devastating consequences for his family and ultimately, the Paramortals.

 

After his sister and the dragon sheriff go missing, River and Cinder join forces. But history has a way of coming full circle and echoes from their past bring a shattering revelation about their Paramortal family and the dragonhunter’s true identity, the full disclosure neither could have anticipated. Can they forgive the past to overcome their common enemy or will the news tear their relationship and the Paramortals apart forever?

 

My Review:

It’s almost Halloween and strange things are happening in Destiny. Tempe can’t seem to keep her emotions in check and you better bring your umbrella because that means storms are imminent. River is drinking away at the bar when in walks a gorgeous sword-wielding goddess looking for a dragonhunter. The gloom eating at River’s soul is lifted when Cinder’s around. Could she be the key to his redemption or has his master come calling for the last time?

 

Cinder is Conor’s little sister and her calling as a dragonhunter’s assassin is put in jeopardy when she falters in killing the hooded man known as Styx. She consults Conor and after consulting the Fae King and Queen, Conor goes through the portal in search of an ancient dragon druid for answers. What he discovers will shake the foundation of all the Paramortals in Destiny and beyond. Enemies must join forces in order to defeat Styx or all will be lost, including Tempe and Sheriff Jack Lang. Will they defeat Styx or is this the end of Destiny and its inhabitants?

 

There’s a lot going on in this book and while I wish I could share the juicy bits and jaw-dropping reveals, I won’t due to my strict NO SPOILERS policy. Let me just say that you’ve got to read this book, especially if you’re a fan of paranormal romance. Quinn does an excellent job filling in details, so it can be read as a standalone novel.

 

This is Livia Quinn’s best book to date for one simple reason: her ability to balance action, suspense, romance and all things paranormal while revealing only enough to keep the reader glued to the story. Brilliant and exciting. A few twists and turns caused me to gasp a few times. The ending made me cry but in a good way. A must-read and highly-recommend!

 

Favorite Character/Quote: Cinder. I loved her passion for life and a female dragon is so sexy. She’s a bundle of sultriness, loves fiercely and is not afraid to go toe-to-toe with her enemy. Brave doesn’t even begin to describe her and I loved reading her story.

 

My Rating: 5+ stars

 

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Livia Quinn

 

Author Biography:

Livia Quinn is a DC native who lives on the bayou in Louisiana where she gets her inspiration from the state’s weather and its fascinating history. She has written ten books in the Storm Lake area, both paranormal and contemporary. As a former mail lady, plant manager, professional singer and salesperson, she has saved up lot of quirky stories to share with her readers.

 

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The Darkness of Love by @SpookyMrsGreen #paranormalromance #ASMSG #books #historicalfiction


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Title – The Darkness of Love

Author – Catherine Green

Genre – Paranormal Romance, Historical fiction

Publisher – Chances Press

 

Book Blurb –

A Victorian vampire lord seeks an heir for his estate in this English Gothic novel with passion and flair.

 

Lord Gregory Stockton is a powerful and respected businessman embracing the modern era of the Victorian industrial revolution. He has a grand and beautiful manor house complete with a repertoire of servants, and his young wife is charming, attractive, and the perfect lady to his gentleman. The only thing they lack is an heir to the family estate. Lord Gregory knows he can never produce a child, for he is a vampire, although his wife and servants know nothing of his secrets. There are other ways to provide heirs for his estate, however, and Lord Gregory has noticed the romantic attraction between his wife and the young stable hand Marcus Scott. He hatches a plan to bring the would-be lovers together, and then cruelly tear them apart as he continues to build his empire and secure his power base in the south of England. The humans are pawns in the vampire’s game of lust, love and control.

 

Excerpt –

 

Gregory stood and walked round the desk.  In a lightning-quick movement he was sitting beside Amelia on the sofa.  She did not react, she merely continued smiling.

 

“I believe at this very moment, he is being cared for by his favourite servant, Mary Jones.  You remember, I told you about her?” Gregory said.

 

“Yes,” Amelia replied, “Although I don’t see why she is relevant.  Surely she will confuse his feelings for your wife.”

 

“I think not,” Gregory said, “I intend for young Mary to be his first meal after I turn him.  It will be a good lesson in controlling his emotions, don’t you think?”

 

Amelia’s smile grew sinister, and she laughed.

 

“And there I was thinking you were showing sentiment in your old age, Gregory,” she said, “Yes, actually, this will be a very amusing exercise.”

 

“Indeed,” Gregory replied, reaching out to touch Amelia’s face, moving his closer to her.

 

Their lips met in a chaste kiss, which quickly escalated.  They nibbled and bit each other, playing in the way that vampires do, and finally they lay entwined together, naked on the sumptuous rug before the fire.  Gregory and Amelia were very old friends.  They were also very intimate.

 

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Catherine Green aka SpookyMrsGreen

 

Author Biography –

 

Author of British paranormal romance series The Redcliffe Novels, Catherine Green was raised on books from a young age, and has happy memories of Saturday mornings spent in her small local library, devouring the contents of the shelves. Catherine has always been fascinated by the supernatural world, and it feels natural for her to write about vampires, werewolves, witches and other mystical creatures in her contemporary stories.

 

If you sign up to Catherine’s newsletter, she will send you a free copy of her Redcliffe short story, It’s Complicated, to introduce you to her fictional supernatural seaside town in Cornwall, England.

 

 

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Irons in the Fire by @PenelopeMarzec #romance #paranormalromance #giveaway


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Title: IRONS IN THE FIRE

 

Author: Penelope Marzec

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Publisher: Originally published by New Concepts Publishing and then later published by Crescent Moon Press. It has now been reissued by the author.

 

 

Book Blurb:

Descended from fairies, Catherine wears a mystical cross to protect her from the Others. Without her uncle’s ancient book of spells, she cannot harness her powers and though she can foresee the future, she can do nothing to change it.

 

As her uncle is murdered, she nearly drowns. Britt Jenkins comes to her rescue. He believes she is a fraud when she tries to warn him of his own impending doom, but as he works with her to find her uncle’s killer, he finds himself losing his heart to her.

 

Catherine falls hard for Britt, and must risk her life in an attempt to save him and foil the plans of the Others.

 

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Excerpt

 

This was the first time she’d ever had such a strong premonition while awake, but it had turned out to be wrong. She had made a mistake. Could she also be wrong about Uncle Mike’s murder and the clue in the note?

 

“Where have you been?” Jenkins’ voice rumbled from below.

 

Startled, she quickly hid both hands behind her back. Why should he care where she had been?

 

“Walking.”

 

He gave a mighty yank on the ratchet wrench. Her heart did a little whirl as she watched his muscles bulge and tense.

 

“You shouldn’t be out walking by yourself,” he growled before giving the wrench another tug. The sinews in his shoulders rippled and something melted inside her. Perhaps Drew was right. Her emotions had gone haywire.

 

“I’m a big girl,” she retorted coolly. Pivoting, she decided to return to the house and do battle with the cobwebs on the third floor.

 

“Even big girls can’t deflect bullets,” he called.

 

She paused. Was that a threat? Or another attempt at suffocating protection? She swung about. “Who’s going to shoot at me?”

 

“Somebody has already tried, once.” He removed the piece of metal from the piling and ran his right index finger along the edge. As he did, her own finger suddenly felt singed. She had to grit her teeth to prevent a wince.

 

“Perhaps the same person who didn’t like Mike, didn’t like you, either,” he continued.

 

“Take your finger off that thing,” she begged.

 

He gave her a quizzical look, but removed his finger from the metal. The fire in her finger immediately ceased. She let out a sigh of relief, clasping her right hand close to her bosom.

 

Britt stared at Catherine. In a split second, she’d turned a sickly alabaster. Damned hocus-pocus. The vixen had the earmarks of a professional money- grubbing psychic. He placed his finger on the edge of the metal again.

 

“Stop. Please,” she hissed, swaying dizzily at the edge of the bulkhead.

 

He threw the piece into a bucket. That a crazy woman! Lunging for the bulkhead, he swung himself up and over, grabbing a handful of her pink fleece top to lift her away from the edge.

 

“I don’t intend to jump into that water and do the valiant rescue bit every day.” His face hovered inches from hers. Her eerie eyes, wide and searching, made his heart slam up against his chest with a jolt. Taking in an unsteady breath, he put his left hand up to her waist, intending to place her gently on her own two feet. But his hand didn’t land on rough cotton. It slid against smooth skin. Instinctively, his fingers sought the small of her back, and he pressed her up against him.

 

“You beast!” she spat. “Put me down this instant.”

 

The touch of her hands against his chest seared right through the heavy bib of his overalls. He dropped her like a hot coal. “Damn you, Catherine Mullaney. You’re one hell of a witch,” he swore.

 

 

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Author Biography:

Penelope Marzec grew up along the Jersey shore, heard stories about Captain Kidd, and dug for his buried treasure. All she got was a bad case of poison ivy. Deciding books were better than buried treasure, she discovered romance novels and was soon hooked on happy endings. She became an early childhood educator and found her own hero in an electrical engineer who grew up in Brooklyn, played the accordion, and was immune to poison ivy. Together they raised three daughters. Now retired, Penelope either writes her stories or paints seascapes in oils. Sometimes she sings while her husband plays the accordion.

Twice a winner and once a finalist of the EPIC Ebook Awards for inspirational fiction, she continues to love romances with happy endings.

 

You can find her online at penelopemarzec.com , read her blog at http://penelopemarzec.blogspot.com, or become a fan at www.facebook.com/penelopemarzecbooks

 

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Happy Release Day to the Moonlight Magic Box Set! @LiviaQuinn #PNR #MM #UF #books #Halloween


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Title: Moonlight Magic Box Set

 

Livia Quinn’s Story: Blood Moon

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy

 

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Blurb:

There’s a new supe in Destiny. She sauntered into the Moat of Morpheus a redheaded violet-eyed warrior carrying a giant head-splitter of a sword and wielding it with magic. Her name was Cinder. River felt an immediate attraction as well as a lifting of the despair that had been his only companion for months. But it was short lived.

 

She was there to kill a dragonhunter and accused River of hiding the truth about him. Turns out, she was right. River had a secret and his own reasons for remaining quiet. If he couldn’t break free of the villain’s control, there would be devastating consequences for his family and ultimately, the Paramortals.

 

After his sister and the dragon sheriff go missing, River and Cinder join forces. But history has a way of coming full circle and echoes from their past bring a shattering revelation about their Paramortal family and the dragonhunter’s true identity, the full disclosure neither could have anticipated. Can they forgive the past to overcome their common enemy or will the news tear their relationship and the Paramortals apart forever?

 

 

Excerpt (Blood Moon by Livia Quinn):

“Oh, Conor. I failed.”

 

He placed his hands on her shoulders and peeled her away from him. He sensed Montana’s presence as he put Cinder at arm’s length and looked into her distraught features. His sister was famous for never allowing people or problems to get to her, for seeing humor in most any situation. This was new. “ Piuthar bheag, what has you so upset.”

 

Cinder looked at Montana who raised her shoulders and looked at the house in question, but Cinder shook her head. “It does not matter if you have seen me trash my heritage or my total failure. It will be well known before long.”

 

Conor didn’t accept her self-flagellation. “Hush, now, sister. Tell me whit happened.”

 

Cinder’s breath shuddered out. “I tracked the dragonhunter. Styx, I heard his men call him. They met in the woods behind the Moat of Morpheus.” Her eyes searched his. “It was as sure a kill as I could ever hope for but…” Her voice trailed away as she looked at Montana and then at the ground. Her shoulders slumped as she whispered, “I couldn’t do it.”

 

Conor frowned. He couldn’t have heard right. “How do you mean? Why couldn’t you complete your blood calling? Whit could have stopped you?”

 

Her stricken eyes rose to his. “I sensed something in him.” She shook her head violently as Conor opened his mouth to speak. “I don’t know, Conor. It felt¾I felt… connected to him somehow, as if in killing… in killing him I would destroy a part of myself.” Tears filled her eyes as the devastating thought took hold. “How can that be? It is my duty, my blood work to kill dragonhunters. What is wrong with me?”

 

Conor’s mind raced. Cinder was part fae. Could this be a trick by the dragonhunter? They didn’t know this Styx’ true nature. Even if he was a fae, it should not matter. There was no reason why she wouldn’t be able to take out another fae if that was her mission. As with all life forms, dragons were created with a purpose and Cinder was a special sub species. Only a few ever existed and they were relentless in their pursuit of their prey.

 

Montana spoke for the first time, as usual reading his mind. “Do you think Petre and Arabella might know something?” She knew him so well.

 

Cinder looked questioningly at Montana. “Who are these people you speak of?”

 

Conor said, “They are the king and queen of faerie folk here. That is a good suggestion, Montana. Thank you for reminding me.”

 

Montana smiled at his thoughtful response. He knew how uncomfortable she’d been on their visit to the Faerie Inn. The Fae king had a special appetite for vampires, but because of their gushing exuberance at Conor’s presence they’d shown special… tolerance in her presence.

 

“They can tell us of any new fae arrivals and perhaps enlighten you about your own heritage,” said Conor. “I’m sorry, Cinder, I should have made it my business to know more before you found yerself in this position. I wish we could leave now, but two dragons flying over Destiny in broad daylight would cause a stir, ya ken?”

 

He hoped to gain a smile from his little sister but the look on her face told him she was back reliving the moment when she’d been unable to fulfill her mission.

 

“You could call a taxi,” said Montana. Two sets of eyes snapped toward her. She raised her hands and grinned, “What? You’ve never taken a taxi?”

 

When they continued to gape at her she shrugged. “It’s like you always say, Conor. ‘Needs must’.”

 

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Livia Quinn’s Bio:

Livia Quinn is a DC native who lives on the bayou in Louisiana where she gets her inspiration from the state’s weather and its fascinating history. She has written ten books in the Storm Lake area, both paranormal and contemporary. As a former mail lady, plant manager, professional singer and salesperson, she has saved up lot of quirky stories to share with her readers.

 

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Put a Spell on Me: 10 Fabulous #Books Featuring Witches! #FridayReads #amreading


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Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Book Round Up. Halloween is eighteen days away and I feel magick in the air. Oh wait, that’s just my Kindle overflowing with  paranormal romance, urban fantasy and magical realism books begging to be read. From the time I first saw the television show, Bewitched, I’ve loved stories that feature witches. So here are ten of my favorite magical books featuring witches:

 

Conjuring Quantico (The Federal Witch Book 1) by T S Paul

How do you cope with magic that goes its own way?

 

As a second year FBI academy witch, Agatha Blackmore has a curtain reputation. After nearly blowing up the school, an untended mid-air incident involving the FBI Director, and declaring war with the US Marines, she has to wonder if she will even see graduation.

 

But when a rash of mysterious disappearances catches the attention of local authorities Agatha finds herself asked to lend a hand to the investigation. Determined to offer protection where it is needed the most, Agatha and her quirky roommate Cat along with her mini- unicorn familiar Fergus, attempt to unravel the mysteries of the four distinctly magical disappearances before time runs out.

 

Does Agatha have what it takes to be an agent? Or will everyone that crosses her end up eating chicken feed for the rest of their lives?

 

Conjuring Quantico is the first book in a brand new Urban Fantasy by T. S. Paul.

As a direct sequel to Born a Witch… Drafted by the FBI, T. S. Paul returns with the first book of the Federal Witch Series!

 

Spellbound: A magical sequel to Bewitched by Daisy Prescott

If you don’t carve a pumpkin, it will appear ripe and perfect for months while it slowly rots from the inside out before imploding. The act of transforming a simple, ordinary gourd into something magical accelerates its downfall.

 

The same could be said for my life.

 

For twenty-one years I’ve lived quietly in the shadows, avoiding attention, and escaping notice.

 

I hide in plain sight.

 

With glasses and average brown eyes below the same dark hair sported by the majority of humans on the planet, there’s nothing extraordinary about me.

 

Except nothing about me is ordinary.

 

Not with the last name Wildes in Salem, Massachusetts.

 

My mother believed she could escape my fate by marrying a normal man.

 

My father thought he could change me by removing me from Salem and my mother’s history.

 

Both of them are wrong.

 

My fate has been sealed since the first time I laid eyes on Madison Bradbury.

 

She thinks she’s average, but she’s extraordinary to me.

 

A new love. A curse. Everything can go wrong.

 

The Girl Who Drank the Moon by Kelly Barnhill

Every year, the people of the Protectorate leave a baby as an offering to the witch who lives in the forest. They hope this sacrifice will keep her from terrorizing their town. But the witch in the Forest, Xan, is kind. She shares her home with a wise Swamp Monster and a Perfectly Tiny Dragon. Xan rescues the children and delivers them to welcoming families on the other side of the forest, nourishing the babies with starlight on the journey.

 

One year, Xan accidentally feeds a baby moonlight instead of starlight, filling the ordinary child with extraordinary magic. Xan decides she must raise this girl, whom she calls Luna, as her own. As Luna’s thirteenth birthday approaches, her magic begins to emerge–with dangerous consequences. Meanwhile, a young man from the Protectorate is determined to free his people by killing the witch. Deadly birds with uncertain intentions flock nearby. A volcano, quiet for centuries, rumbles just beneath the earth’s surface. And the woman with the Tiger’s heart is on the prowl . . .

 

The author of the highly acclaimed, award-winning novel The Witch’s Boy has written an epic coming-of-age fairy tale destined to be a modern classic.

 

Witch’s Bell Book One by Odette. C. Bell

Can this witch survive in a world of magic, possibilities, danger, and love?

 

Ebony Bell owns a cantankerous magical bookstore with a personality like a battering ram. Her best friend is a detective who drives like a bat out of hell. And a tall, dark, handsome, but seriously irritating stranger by the name of Nathan Wall has just walked into her life.

 

Oh, and she’s a witch. A consultant witch, to be precise. She spends her mornings selling books and her evenings investigating magical crimes for the local police department.

 

While her life is messy, she manages, until one investigation ends in a costly mistake. She reveals her powers to a normal human, and in punishment is severed from her magic for one lunar cycle. If that was her only problem, she would cope, but very soon darkness surrounds her.

 

Something is after Ebony Bell. A curse. She must fight it, or die. And if that wasn’t bad enough, she has to rely on the help, and kisses, of that darn Nathan Wall.

 

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How to Date Dead Guys (The Witch’s Handbook Book 1) by Ann M. Noser

College sophomore Emma Roberts remembers her mother’s sage advice: “don’t sleep around, don’t burp in public, and don’t tell anyone you see ghosts”. But when charming Mike Carlson drowns in the campus river under her watch, Emma’s sheltered life shatters.

 

Blamed for Mike’s death and haunted by nightmares, Emma turns to witchcraft and a mysterious Book of Shadows to bring him back. Under a Blood Moon, she lights candles, draws a pentacle on the campus bridge, and casts a spell. The invoked river rages up against her, but she escapes its fury. As she stumbles back to the dorm, a stranger drags himself from the water and follows her home. And he isn’t the only one.

 

Instead of raising Mike, Emma assists the others she stole back from the dead—a pre-med student who jumped off the bridge, a desperate victim determined to solve his own murder, and a frat boy Emma can’t stand… at first.

 

More comfortable with the dead than the living, Emma delves deeper into the seductive Book of Shadows. Her powers grow, but witchcraft may not be enough to protect her against the vengeful river and the killers that feed it their victims.

 

Inspired by the controversial Smiley Face Murders, HOW TO DATE DEAD GUYS will ignite the secret powers hidden deep within each of us.

 

Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen

BONUS: This edition contains excerpts from Sarah Addison Allen’s First Frost and The Girl Who Chased the Moon.

 

In a garden surrounded by a tall fence, tucked away behind a small, quiet house in an even smaller town, is an apple tree that is rumored to bear a very special sort of fruit. In this luminous debut novel, Sarah Addison Allen tells the story of that enchanted tree, and the extraordinary people who tend it.…

 

The Waverleys have always been a curious family, endowed with peculiar gifts that make them outsiders even in their hometown of Bascom, North Carolina. Even their garden has a reputation, famous for its feisty apple tree that bears prophetic fruit, and its edible flowers, imbued with special powers. Generations of Waverleys tended this garden. Their history was in the soil. But so were their futures.

 

A successful caterer, Claire Waverley prepares dishes made with her mystical plants—from the nasturtiums that aid in keeping secrets and the pansies that make children thoughtful, to the snapdragons intended to discourage the attentions of her amorous neighbor. Meanwhile, her elderly cousin, Evanelle, is known for distributing unexpected gifts whose uses become uncannily clear. They are the last of the Waverleys—except for Claire’s rebellious sister, Sydney, who fled Bascom the moment she could, abandoning Claire, as their own mother had years before.

 

When Sydney suddenly returns home with a young daughter of her own, Claire’s quiet life is turned upside down—along with the protective boundary she has so carefully constructed around her heart. Together again in the house they grew up in, Sydney takes stock of all she left behind, as Claire struggles to heal the wounds of the past. And soon the sisters realize they must deal with their common legacy—if they are ever to feel at home in Bascom—or with each other.

 

Enchanting and heartfelt, this captivating novel is sure to cast a spell with a style all its own….

 

The Cupcake Witch (The Chancellor Fairy Tales Book 2) by Poppy Lawless

They say the course of true love never runs smooth.

That’s nothing a magical cupcake can’t solve.

 

Julie

 

Buttercream. Vanilla. Fondant. Dark chocolate. Brown sugar. Molasses. Baking has always been my true love, but it wasn’t until my mother’s death, and the unexpected inheritance of Serendipity Gardens, that my bliss called me. Bittersweet. But Serendipity Gardens has more to offer than just a potential shopfront. An unusual recipe box left to me by a distant relative might be the key to unlocking my dreams.

 

Too bad the most powerful family in Chancellor has plans that could turn those dreams to ruins—literally.

 

Too bad the son of that powerful family is just the kind of guy I’ve been looking for.

 

Horatio

I suppose being heir to the Hunter family’s Blushing Grape Winery should make me happy, but nothing could be further from the truth. With my mother gone, my father has taken me under his wing, and I despise everything about the way he does business. Sour grapes, indeed. Instead of raising money for charitable causes, my true passion, I’m chasing my father’s manifest destiny.

 

Too bad his dream includes paving paradise.

 

Too bad the property owner is the sweetest woman I’ve ever met.

 

The Cupcake Witch is a stand-alone sweet romance and book 2 of The Chancellor Fairy Tales series.

 

Broommates: Two Witches are Better Than One! (Kentucky Witches Book 2) by Rebecca Patrick-Howard

Kudzu Valley was just starting to adjust to having one witch…what’s it going to do with TWO?

 

When Bryar Rose, Liza Jane’s feisty sister, has a breakdown in front of millions of people on live TV, she decides she needs a break from the glamorous life. Moving in with her sister to the small mountain town in Eastern Kentucky will hopefully give her some time to meditate, reflect on the past, and drown her embarrassment in copious amounts of bourbon.

 

Life in the ‘Kudz isn’t as uneventful as she’d hoped, though.

 

As the sisters struggle to coordinate the deep-fried food vendors and knock-off designer purse booths for the annual Mushroom Festival, they soon find themselves at the center of an investigation–half the town has been poisoned and Bryar Rose is the accused!

 

Of course, that’s not stopping the townspeople from continuing to come to Liza for everything from love spells to money charms (everyone needs a bigger tax refund).

 

Can Liza Jane Higginbotham clear her sister, put on a fabulous festival, and take care of everyone before the sisters are chased out of town with pitchforks?

 

A Little Night Magic by Angie Fox

New York Times bestselling author Angie Fox is back with an enchanting collection of six sweet, quirky, laugh-out-loud tales of paranormal mischief. Enter a world of magic with the ever-popular and always rowdy biker witches; take off on a spine tingling adventure with a Southern good girl turned reluctant ghost hunter; and sizzle in the sultry heat of New Orleans as a voodoo mambo makes one very big mistake when casting a love spell. These charming tales of love, friendship, and laughter are a pure delight.

 

Features six short stories (also available individually on Kindle):

A Ghostly Gift

Ghost of a Chance

Gentlemen Prefer Voodoo

I Brake for Biker Witches

Date with a Demon Slayer

Some Like It Hexed

 

“Fabulously fun”

—The Chicago Tribune

 

“Angie Fox has a genuine gift for creating dangerously hilarious drama.”

—RT Book Reviews

 

“A funny paranormal romp with a little heat and lots of action.”

—Fresh Fiction

 

Cursed (The Thorne Trilogy Book 1) by R.K. Ryals

The Thorne Trilogy Book 1

 

He is cocky, evil, and dangerous with one motto: sometimes being bad is better …

 

Ellie Elizabeth Jacobs, often known as Monroe due to her fascination with vintage attire and old movies, is an 18 year-old witch and a darned good one! But there is also something very wrong with her. Demonic energy makes her powers stronger, she has the ability to ward off Demons, and Lucifer wants her.

 

The hybrid Demon son of the cursed Cain and the Demon Lilith, Luther “Thorne” Craig is reluctantly sent to New Orleans, Louisiana by his brother, the hybrid Demon ruler of the Outer Levels of Hell, to protect Monroe from Lucifer’s searching Hellhounds.

 

But what happens when things go wrong?

 

In this riveting spin off from R.K. Ryals’ Redemption series, Monroe is faced with an old grimoire, an ancient curse, a magnetic Demon, and a journey to discover a family secret that may surprise them all.

 

What witch books do you love? Share in the comments below. Happy Reading!

 

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The Pets are Back! Pets in Space 2 by @paulinebjones + 11 Authors #SFR #romance #releaseday


Pets in Space 2

 

Title Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2

Author Pauline Baird Jones + 11 other bestselling/award-winning authors

Genre Science Fiction Romance

Publisher Cats, Dogs and Other Worldly Creatures

 

Book Blurb

The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out Hero-Dogs.org, a charity that supports our veterans!

 

10% of the first month’s profits go to Hero-Dogs.org. Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.

 

Twelve Original Never Released Stories in Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2

 

PEARL’S DRAGON

 

A Novella in the Dragon Lords of Valdier Series

 

By S.E. Smith (New York Times/USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

Asim Kemark has lived a long, lonely life. It is only his pledge to his former king and to Mandra Reykill that keeps him, his dragon, and his symbiot from going crazy. He has given up on ever finding his true mate and devotes himself to caring for the wide assortment of creatures on Mandra and Ariel’s mountain retreat. The last thing he expects when he visits the palace is to lose control of his dragon and his symbiot when they sense their true mate. Before he knows it, he has kidnapped her!

 

Pearl St. Claire is enjoying a new adventure – learning to live on an alien planet. As a mature woman in her sixties, she thought she had experienced just about everything life could throw at her – only to discover she really hasn’t experienced anything yet! She is both amused and exasperated when one of the dragon-shifting aliens kidnaps her, believing she is his true mate.

 

Life is no longer boring or lonely as Asim courts the spirited human woman who has enchanted him, but he isn’t the only one who has noticed Pearl or the unusual animals under his care. When poachers attack, determined to steal the exotic creatures under his protection – including Pearl and a new clutch of alien eggs from Earth – he will do everything he can to protect them. Can one dragon keep the most precious creatures under his care safe, or will he lose the biggest battle of his life?

 

A GRIM PET

 

A Novella in the Tornian Series

 

By M.K. Eidem (USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

The Great Raptor is a fearsome and deadly creature; and while the raptor is no one’s pet, he is fiercely protective and loving of his family…

 

Carly and Miki have never forgotten the story that Grim told them of the Great Raptor, the symbol of their new home world Luda. Yet, it is the comparison their mother once told them of the Great Raptor to Grim that gives them the courage to help the injured bird they find in the garden.

 

Find out what happens when their single act of love, faith, and kindness creates far-reaching consequences that no one, including their mother and Grim, could ever have predicted.

 

The Prince, the Pilot, and the Puppy

 

A Novella in The Star Series

 

By Susan Grant (New York Times/USA TODAY Bestselling, and RITA Award Winning Author)

 

Trysh joined the Space Forces with the secret hope that her absentee father might notice her accomplishments and acknowledge her. At the top of her game as a starfighter pilot, the last thing she needs is a way too charming prince to get in her way. Trysh had learned at a young age what happened when a person lost their heart to someone above their social class – it led to heartache.

 

Prince Rornn feels fortunate he can pursue his passion both in the air and on the ground. He decides being third in line for the throne definitely has its advantages – it allowed him to join the Space Forces as a top-gun starfighter pilot. What he doesn’t expect is to find a woman there who not only competes with him – she completes him!

 

Everything Rornn tries appears to push Trysh further away – that is until they rescue a tiny, starving yipwag pup on the surface of an alien world. It turns out that “Puppy” is as good at sniffing out terrorists as she is at helping her two clueless humans figure out that they need each other as much as they do her.

 

Can Rornn convince Trysh that he is nothing like her father and that she is just the right woman for him before the terrorists discover their furry little companion?

 

Wired for Love

 

By Michelle Howard

 

Hunter Gils has put his past in the military behind him. Now his focus is on his bar and the less than savory clientele. Life is perfect – except for a gray-eyed beauty who refuses his advances.

 

Narelle Bindu wasn’t immune to the tall, dark stranger working at The Zone. He wanted her – and she wanted him. The only drawback was she didn’t have room in her life for a man, not even one as tempting as Hunter.

 

When a deadly attack creates the perfect opening for an old enemy, the two lovers must work together to survive. What they never expect is to find an ally willing to help them – even if that help has four legs. Can their four-legged friend keep Hunter and Narelle alive long enough to find out that one night would never be enough?

 

Rescued by the Cyborg

 

A Novella in the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance Series

 

By Cara Bristol (USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

A cyborg’s haunted past and a Faria’s clouded future entwine…

 

Hostage and sole survivor Solia waits for death at the hands of vicious predatory aliens when Cy-Ops agent Guy Roarke disobeys orders and charges in. A former medic, he initiates emergency medical procedures before rushing her to Cybermed.

 

Guy is taken with Solia, but the guilt of a past mistake won’t allow him to plan for a future with the delicate, brave beauty. Life is so uncertain, he can’t even keep Mittzi, the kitten his niece gave him. What he can do is see to it Solia gets the help she needs for a full recovery. But when best intentions place her in greater danger, it’s up to a little kitten to make everything all right again.

 

Star Cruise: Songbird

 

A Novella in The Sectors SF Romance Series

 

By Veronica Scott

 

Grant Barton, a Security Officer on the Nebula Zephyr, is less than thrilled with his current assignment to guard an Interstellar singing sensation while she’s on board the ship. It doesn’t help that he is also dealing with a recent inheritance – of the feathered kind! The alien bird that his great-grandfather so kindly left him was now sharing his quarters and making his life miserable. It wasn’t helping that his assignment wasn’t making his job any easier either – at least until he had to save her life.

 

Karissa is on her way up the charts and seemingly has it all – talent, fame, fortune and devoted fans, but behind her brave smile and upbeat lyrics she hides an aching heart. When a publicity stunt goes wrong, Karissa finds herself in the arms of the security officer assigned to protect her – and discovers a mutual attraction she can’t ignore.

 

Trouble continues to plague the pair, driving a wedge between them and leaving Grant certain that Karissa is in more danger than she realizes. When a deranged fan issues a death threat, Grant is determined to protect Karissa whether she wants his help or not. Can he discover the truth behind what is going on before he loses Karissa, or is there someone else plotting to keep them apart – permanently?

 

Time Trap

 

A Novella in the Project Enterprise Series

 

By Pauline Baird Jones

 

Hiding in time is not as easy as you’d think…

 

Madison lives by the rules of a time travel rebel – never tell anyone your real name, not if you want to remain alive. On the track of a traitor, Madison and her parrot partner, Sir Rupert, time travel into a trap. Their only way out sends them back in time and into the arms of a man that ignites a fire inside her.

 

USAF Master Sergeant Briggs is in trouble – not the kind he’d like to be, but still in trouble. He is bored out of his mind! Ordered to recuperate on a quiet bay away from the Garradian outpost, he’s ready to mutiny and go back to his beloved engines. When his friends send him a gift from Area 51, he figures it will relieve his boredom for an hour or so – until he turns it on and he gets his second present of the day.

 

Madison would love to get to know Briggs better, but it is just too dangerous. Unfortunately, she might not have much choice. With a Time Service Interdiction Force on their heels, can the three craft a plan that will save a base full of geniuses and technology and discover a happy-ever-after forged through time?

 

Courting Disaster: StarDog 2

 

A Novella in the Inherited Stars Universe Series

 

By Laurie A. Green

 

From monk to married…

 

Captain Navene Jagger’s certainty he will be promoted to command a new battleship is doused when the admiral instead assigns him on what appears to be a suicide mission. If that wasn’t bad enough, he finds his self-imposed decision to be a military monk is thrown to the far reaches of the galaxy when he is ordered to escort Ketsia Tayah and her StarDog through the treacherous, rogue-infested Bradley’s Rift in a battered derelict of a vessel – a task that also makes him have to confront his painful past.

 

Ketsia’s past had taught her a lot. The universe was not only a very dangerous place, it turns out that it is also a lot smaller than she would have liked! Ketsia is rattled when she discovers that she and her StarDog are to be escorted by the man she formerly had a crush on. She swears life couldn’t get any more complicated until they are thrown into jeopardy and have to pretend they are married!

 

Jag soon realizes there is more at stake than his pride when dangerous rogues threaten their spaceship. After he learns the ship, the mission, and the StarDog are all much more than they seem will he be able to save Ketsia, his career, and the day? Or will self-sacrifice be the only way to save those under his protection?

 

Sensate

 

A Novella in the Alien Attachments Series

 

By Sabine Priestley

 

Marco Dar’s position as an Earth Protector means he spends an incredible amount of time alone in space. His only company is with the talkative com unit. It isn’t until he stops at the Galaxy Spinner restaurant that he discovers his com has become sentient – and it wants a physical form!

 

Dr. Zara Mancini hasn’t seen Marco Dar in over eleven years. As far as she is concerned, that still isn’t long enough. When Marco approaches her with an unusual request, she is torn between her fascination with the project, and wanting to leave him eating her space dust.

 

Marco is quickly falling all over again for Zara’s beautiful smile and gorgeous lips. Young and foolish, he sabotaged their relationship years ago. Now he has a second chance. Can he convince Zara to help his AI, and prove to her that he is a different man?

 

Gib and the Tibbar

 

A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series

 

By Jessica E. Subject

 

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

 

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

 

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

 

Pet Trade

 

A Novella in the Central Galactic Concordance Series

 

By Carol Van Natta

 

The vast Central Galactic Concordance strictly prohibits genetic experimentation and alteration of humans on any of its 500 member planets. Unfortunately, animals are not included in those regulations…

 

Veterinarian Bethnee Bakonin has made a home for herself on a frontier planet in the frozen north. Her minder talent for healing all kinds of animals would ordinarily assure her success, but her unwilling stint in the shady pet trade industry left her damaged and scared.

 

“Volunteered” for a black-box research project, elite forces Jumper Axur Tragon now has dangerous experimental tech in his cybernetic limbs. He escapes the project and steals a freighter, but ship damage forces him to crash-land in the northern mountains of a frontier planet. He’s surprised to discover the freighter’s cargo contains a secret shipment of designer pets. Determined to do right by them, he enlists reluctant Bethnee’s aid in caring for them—a definite challenge, considering Bethnee is terrified of him.

 

They will need all the help they can get from their unusual pets to save the day when ruthless mercenaries pose a threat. Can Axur and Bethnee work together to overcome their limitations, or will they lose everything they have vowed to protect – including each other?

 

Mascot

 

A Novella in the Aeon’s Legacy Series

 

By Alexis Glynn Latner

 

Daya Tattujayan is the manager of a remote and nearly derelict space mining station. She has plenty of problems to deal with even before the interstellar syndicate that owns the station sends an auditor to check up on her work.

 

Rik Gole is a nomadic interstellar auditor with no roots to tie him down. He is ruthless when he has to be and very good at what he does, but Rik would be the first to admit that a woman like Daya and a place like this station are way outside of his previous experience.

 

Before Daya and Rik can decide whether they are antagonists, allies, or something more, an unexpected enemy attacks the station. To save their lives, they must dare to trust each other. And they need help from a very unconventional defender—Daya’s mysterious alien pet, the mascot of Star Corner Station.

 

 

Excerpt from Time Trap by Pauline Baird Jones

This time something happened.

 

There was a low hum that slowly built to just shy of annoying. He heard the moveable parts inside start to move. First one of the dots turned faintly red, then red flowed across the top of the disc. More humming and moving parts sounds, and the circles turned from red to green all at the same time, sending beams of green light toward the sky at least six feet in the air.

 

Interesting. Still not sure what it did.

 

He was tempted to stick a finger into one of the beams, but he knew better. Funny how knowing didn’t stop the wanting.

 

Oh, the human condition.

 

He looked around, found a stick, and carried it back to the beams. He poked it into one of the green lights. The stick glowed green, but nothing happened for a count of three, maybe four, then the end of the stick vanished.

 

Okay. Birthday present number three. Got to keep all his fingers. And he now knew this thing did something. Wasn’t sure what, but something. He went and shut off the video, then turned back to do the same to the disc, but right then the hum increased in intensity and the green lights began to pulse.

 

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Pauline doesn’t love reality so she writes books. She tends to wander among the genres, rampaging like Godzilla (they were born the same year) through her characters lives, mixing peril and humor into her romance, but she always delivers a happy ending.

 

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Cold Hearted Vampire by @REMullins #paranormalromance #vampire #giveaway


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Title: Cold Hearted Vampire

 

An icy she-vamp and a red-hot human Detective make for an explosive combination.

 

Author:  R. E. Mullins

 

Genre: paranormal, vampire, romance

 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Dr. Michaela Blautsauger, a Nosferatu vampire, is considered an expert in her field of work. However, her skills when it comes to dealing with others and showing emotion is almost non-existent. When Detective Seth Whitehead barges into her lab, she discovers the human is just as interesting as the blood formula she is working on.

 

Seth’s tenacity to find who is committing crimes in Amber Heights pits him against vampire aristocracy as well as Toltec vamps who are nasty to say the least. When the she-vamp he is falling heart over fangs for leaves the country to find the blood plant she needs, he follows and discovers his cold hearted vamp truly has a heart.

 

When they both fall into Toltec hands, Seth knows he will do anything he has to do to keep Michaela from suffering harm. But will he be able to keep his own life in the process?

 

Giveaway:

All International and USA readers are welcome to enter. One International and one USA reader will receive a gift featuring my cover art and a signed copy of their choice of titles from my Blautsaugers of Amber Heights Series.

  • IT’S A WONDERFUL UNDEAD LIFE
  • VAMPIRE IN THE SCRYING GLASS
  • A VAMPIRE TO BE RECKONED WITH
  • COLD HEARTED VAMPIRE

Most readers feel each book can be read as a stand alone. Others feel it increased their enjoyment to start at the beginning and read in sequence.

 

Excerpt:

Again, he would have taken the words at face value, but he was watching extra carefully and caught the slight flexing of her right hand. Those concert pianist length fingers curled into a ball, and her arm twitched. Her fist fractionally lifted from where it had been resting against her side.

 

Pretty sure she was about to hit him, his instincts roared into life. Animalistic reflex, his brain certainly wasn’t involved, had him acting in a way that was both uncharacteristic and spectacularly ill-advised.

 

He grabbed her fisted hand, held it securely as their gazes locked in silent battle. Suddenly, those honeycomb eyes of hers widened and seemed to flare with a flash of unexpected heat. His mind stuttered at the lusty gleam. His brain emptied as his blood flow instantly rerouted to his groin.

 

The next thing he knew, she was in his arms, their bodies pressed tightly together. He didn’t remember moving. Hadn’t seen her move either but they were wrapped around each other. Who initiated the kiss ceased to matter as their mouths pressed together. The feel of their lips moving hungrily against each other was overwhelming.

 

He wasn’t sure how long they stood there devouring each other. Licking, nibbling, and sucking at each other’s mouth. It took time for him to become aware of his internal alarm. It started as a low buzz that turned into an insistent squawking until it finally pulled him back to reason.

 

He could no longer ignore the fact he’d stepped over the line.

 

Riding hard on the heels of that thought came the knowledge he was committing professional suicide. Breathing hard, he dropped his arms. His right hand had been buried in her hair at the back of her head and the left had held her torso firmly against him. Taking a step back, he added another for good measure.

 

Michaela leaned against the doorjamb, her own breathing sounded unsteady. Her fingers rising to press against swollen lips. Lips that trembled slightly.

 

Yet, when she spoke her tone was more bemused than upset, “What was that for?”

 

“I don’t know,” his shoulders shifted. He didn’t want to admit he felt just as confused as she sounded. “It seemed a better idea than punching you or allowing you to punch me.”

 

The lines in her forehead deepened as she appeared to carefully weigh his words, “You were wrong.” With that stark announcement, she shut the door, and this time he felt relief as it closed.

 

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Robin Mullins

 

Author Biography:  R. E. Mullins has returned to her old stomping grounds in the beautiful         southwestern part of Missouri. Over the years she has also resided in Oklahoma, Michigan, and Colorado. After earning her B.A. at MSSC and raising three wonderful children, she worked as a phlebotomist and assisted in the Adult Phlebotomy Continuing Education Course at Ozark Technical College. Now she devotes her time to writing and caring for her mother.

 

Social Media Links:  remullins.com

 

 

Her General in Gray by @LNightingale #ParanormalRomance #Giveaway #romance


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Title – Her General in Gray

Author – Linda Nightingale

Genre – Paranormal Romance

Publisher – The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb —

Autumn Hartley purchases Allen Hall at a steal, but the northern lass gets far more than a beautiful plantation in the South Carolina Low Country. The house comes complete with its own ghost, a handsome and charming Civil War General—for the Confederacy. The stage is set for another civil conflict.

 

John Sibley Allen died in battle from a wound in the back, the bullet fired by the turncoat, Beauregard Dudley. The traitor’s reincarnation is Autumn the Interloper’s first dinner guest. Sib bedevils her date and annoys her with fleeting, phantom touches, certain he can frighten her away as he did previous purchasers. As time marches on, her resident ghost becomes more appealing while her suitor, Beau, pales in comparison. Autumn finds her ability to love didn’t perish in the divorce that sent her south seeking a fresh start.

 

After over a century in the hereafter, Sib discovers he is falling for none other than the feisty Yankee girl, but what future could a modern woman and an old-fashioned ghost possibly hope for?

 

Giveaway –

Win a poster of Her General in Gray (US only)

 

To enter, answer the following question using the comment box below:

 

If you had a Civil War ghost living in your house, would you try to co-habitat with it like Autumn or would you cast him/her out?

 

Winner will be drawn on Tuesday, October 10th.

 

Excerpt —

Autumn climbed the stairs to the dusty attic.  No trepidation followed her. Since she’d moved into the house, she’d planned an excursion into its past.  For some reason, her irritating spook had been absent this morning.  She had to admit that she missed having her coffee poured and a nice good morning greeting when she forced her eyes open, but she was now on an adventure that she’d rather not share.

 

She rambled around, stirring up a cloud of centuries old dust, and in the corner she found a lovely old leather trunk with the brass lock open.  Cautiously because of its age, she lifted the top and gazed at a stack of women’s clothing, surprisingly intact.  With careful fingers, she lifted a beautiful dress and held it up to her. The billowed sleeves were short and a shawl collar finished the bodice.  Strings of pearls tucked the emerald overskirt over a beige embroidered underskirt.  If she weren’t afraid of damaging the garment, she was sure she could fit into it.  The full skirt would accommodate her hips and the tiny waist looked as if it would close around her. The romantic she chained deep inside warmed her. What would it have been like to have lived in that elegant time?

 

In an age of smart phones and tablets, she stood for a moment contemplating the past.  The temptation was almost too much for her, but she’d started to fold the dress back into its resting place when a hand landed on her shoulder.

 

Sib’s voice was soft and tender. “The dress belonged to my mother.  She wore it at a ball before the war.  It appears to be in passable condition. Why don’t you try it on?  I’ve imagined you so attired.”

 

“I’m a Northerner, remember? I’m surprised you offer your mother’s gown to me.” She turned, the green frock draped over her arm. “Where have you been anyway?”

 

“Here. All the time. I was simply playing along with your game of asking for my disappearance.”

 

She stiffened. “Don’t play games with me.  My mother used to do that. It was disturbing and hurtful to a child.”

 

“You reveal more of yourself every moment, and I’m enjoying getting to know you.  Very well, I’ll share something about me.  My father—what do you call it today?—cheated on my mother. More than once.. I’d hear her crying at night. Thus, I would have been true to my wife.” Eyes sad, he nodded at the dress.  “I’d like to see you in that, Autumn.  We are becoming friends. She would have approved.  I’ll assist with the buttons.”

 

“Turn your back. I’ll have to get undressed.” She motioned at him. “I’ve no desire for a ghost to see me in my bra and panties.”

 

He chuckled, his big grin enticing. “Such modesty. Actually, I was anticipating that view.  Anyway, I’ve seen you in your underwear before.”

 

“You Peeping Tom!” She accused, shaking a fist at him.  “Will I have no privacy? Do you follow me to the bathroom, too?”

 

“No, Ma’am.”  He shook his head, his hair moving in soft waves.  “I was simply in my bedroom when you changed into your nightgown.”

 

“It’s not your bedroom. This is my house, and don’t you forget it.” She glared at him.

 

He snapped a smart military salute. “Yes, commander.”

 

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Linda Nightingale

 

Author Biography —

Born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston.  She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.

 

 

Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt.  She retired from a career as a retired legal assistant, just joined the Houston BMW Club, and the stars in her crown—two wonderful sons. In a former life, she must have had to walk everywhere because today she is into transportation with fine taste in expensive horses and hot cars! She likes to dress up and host formal dinner parties.

 

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Relaunch Party: For Their Sins by @Rtranbooks #paranormal #fantasy #IARTG


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Title: For Their Sins

Author: Rebecca Tran

Genre: Paranormal Fantasy

Publisher:  Hoffman & Hoffman

 

Book Blurb:

For Their Sins is a first-person narrative following the life of a very unconventional 300 year old vampire. Alexandria Diego was born in 1707 as a Venandi, a descendant of angels. Her people were charged by God to send the worst sinners to judgment. That included the soulless Mordere that are turned into vampires by more traditional means. Although Alexandria chose the path of the hunter she always longed for a quiet life. Destiny had other plans. One simple choice irrevocably changed Alexandria’s life and soon all of her people knew her name. When a war broke out between her people and the Mordere Alexandria suddenly became her people’s last hope of survival. Alexandria is lost and confused under the sudden weight. After agonizing over the problem she faces it head-on. But when her true love is captured by the enemy nothing will stand in her way of getting him back. The only question is: is it too late?
Contains Mature Content

 

Excerpt:

Anya was waiting for me when I entered the room, lounging on a velvet sofa with silk pillows, looking rather pale. Her deep brown curls were only half pinned up the rest spilled over her breasts that were bound in a tightly laced black corset. She wore black well cut pants and low-heeled boots. A gleaming sword lay within easy reach, but her feet were up on a stool and she showed no sign of getting up as I approached. “Alexandria,” she said in greeting as if we were old friends.

 

“Anya,” I replied with contempt.

 

“You look a little out of breath perhaps you’d like a seat.”

 

“I thought that was the point of five ill trained goons, to wear me out. Why offer a seat now?”

 

“A show of hospitality.” She shrugged.

 

“Where is he, Anya?” I nearly growled.

 

She gave a cruel smile “The Venandi you knew no longer exists.”

 

“I know you’ve tainted him I don’t care.”

 

“He’s under my control. It’s my blood he craves and my bed he wants.”

 

“Give him back you cold hearted witch.”

 

“Tsk tsk, Alexandria. We are matriarchs of our peoples to fight over one male seems pointless.” Anya said as if bored.

 

“You did this to draw me out. Now I’m here, so let’s get this over with.” I demanded.

 

She was on her feet with sword drawn every bit as fast as a Venandi. “As you wish.”

 

We fought endlessly back and forth neither of us gaining or losing ground. The sound of metal clashing became a metallic hum in the air that sang to me, focusing my thoughts. In the midst of it all, I found him, my love, my match. I called out to him with my thoughts and felt him approach although, the reason felt wrong and it worried me. What if it were true? What if he was lost to me?  Then he came into the room and I knew the truth. Anya moved into my guard and her sword cut my side. My sword fell. She grabbed me.

 

As Anya’s teeth sunk into my throat I heard him call my name “Alexandria, NO!” My eyes slid closed as a tear slid down my cheek.

 

This was the turning point for me and my people. But you must know what I am and what I have lived through to understand what I did, why I would risk everything, including myself for one male. I am Alexandria Diego and this is my story.

 

 

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Author Biography:

Rebecca Tran is a hybrid author and blogger with three award-winning novels. She started writing when she was sixteen as self-prescribed therapy after her father passed away and hasn’t stopped since. Rebecca is also a pharmacist, wife, and mother to two rambunctious girls and a Boston Terrier. If she ever has free time she likes combing resale shops to add to her teapot collection or quilting. Currently, she lives in her home state of Missouri.

 

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Angels: Who Are They Anyway? A Guest Post by @LNightingale #angels #FridayReads #giveaway


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In my research for Gylded Wings, I discovered a book simply called Angels written by Malcolm Godwin. This book is a wealth of information about the subject, presented in an interesting and witty writing style. Even the character and seals of some of the more famous angels are given, and he goes into detail about questions you didn’t know you had, for instance, the identity of the Watchers or Shining Ones.

Who the hell are they? Choirboys of the Ninth House, aka the Grigori mentioned in the Book of Enoch (another interesting find!), they were angels sent to Earth to teach Man. Unfortunately, they were a little too zealous in the performance of their jobs and taught the use and design of weapons.  There is one mention of them in the Bible, King James Version, in Genesis 6:2: That the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.

Have you ever wondered where your guardian angel stands in the heavenly scheme of things? Well, Mr. Godwin can tell you!

According to the Hebrews, the universe is a hierarchy. The Christians adopted this model of the Cosmos in which God is both at the center of the Cosmos and the highest point of the hierarchy. Entities radiate outward from His Presence, some being close to the center while others move further and further away from the Divine Source of Light and Love.

Let’s look at the Nine Choirs of angels:

Highest Triad

  1. Seraphim
  2. Cherubim
  3. Thrones

 

Middle Triad

  1. Dominations
  2. Virtues
  3. Powers

 

Lowest Triad

  1. Principalities
  2. Archangels
  3. Angels

 

Guardian angels would be of the Lowest Triad, therefore, further from the center of the Cosmos and closer to Man himself.

In Gylded Wings, Gyldan opens the story as an angel. When Brit rescues from his own dimension and takes him to Earth, amazing powers manifest. This as well as his appearance lead the angels on Earth, called Guardians, to believe he is of a much higher Order.

Guardians are of the Tenth Order, created after Armageddon to protect Man from the Fallen Angels who’d tried to seize Heaven in the Second War in Heaven.

This is the angel mythos I used in Gylded Wings. There are a lot of angel books, and each author has his/her own take on the lore.

There are three books I recommend to anyone interested in angelic lore or in writing an angel book:  Angels by Malcolm Godwin; Dictionary of Angels; and the thrilling Book of Enoch (an early John Grisham-type novel that is part of the Apocrypha not the Bible) in which the Prophet Enoch goes to a heavenly court to defend the Grigori.

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Gylded Wings is available in print and eBook format at Amazon:  http://a.co/eIE0R9n and on the publisher’s website, The Wild Rose Press:  https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/paperback-books/5285-gylded-wings-paperback.html

 

Blurb

Angels in slavery? Brit Montgomery cannot believe it, until she is sent on a rescue mission to another dimension and witnesses the cruel practice first hand. The angel, Gyldan, is the most beautiful being she’s ever seen. She is drawn to him but sometimes beauty disguises wicked secrets. This man who rocks her world seems more demon than angel.

Gyldan, born into slavery, has one desire—fly free. When he escapes to Earth, he faces an alternate self-realization full of dark glory…and disbelief. Gyldan is bent on experiencing his newfound powers unmindful of the harm to Brit or others.

Confused and hurt by Gyldan’s erratic evil actions, Brit turns away. While Gyldan’s journey of self-discovery pulls him further distant, Brit finds acceptance in a solitary, comfortable life of her own until she realizes the day of reckoning has come. Will Gyldan be her final ruin or has he come back to her with a gift more precious than life itself?

 

Excerpt

The sound I’d anticipated snapped me to attention, a slow, uneven click of high heels halting me in the shadows.

“There you are,” I whispered.

A lone woman staggered into my path. The doomed creature reeked of sex and whiskey.  Whoring and boozing weren’t reasons for a fiery execution, but I saw into her black soul.  Two years ago, she’d tossed her illegitimate child into a garbage dumpster and walked away from the screaming infant without a backward glance.

She’d make an excellent demon.

I stepped free of the darkness.  My hapless quarry glanced up and stumbled to a breathless halt, watching me.  Fearing me.  I laughed at her doe-in-the-headlights expression, lifted my hands, and loosed the power.  Lightning shot from my fingertips.  The white bolts struck, engulfing her.  She twitched and flopped on her feet for a split second.  In a fall of gray snow, she disintegrated.  Humans and angels die differently.  Daniel had perished in a shower of sparks and trail of colored smoke.  Ashes to ashes, the woman had returned to dust.

“See you in Hell.”  I saluted the powder drifting away on an ocean breeze.

Whistling The Devil Went Down To Georgia, I hooked my thumbs in my pockets and continued my journey of self-discovery.  Tonight, I’d already had sex in a bathroom with a married woman, hurt a sweet girl’s feelings, and French-fried a woman.  What else could a devil do on a Friday night?

A Lion’s Heart (Shadow Shifters Book 7) by @ACArthur #PNR #shifter #romance #FridayReads


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Title: A Lion’s Heart (Shadow Shifters Book 7)

Author: AC Arthur

Genre: Paranormal Shifter Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Shadow Shifter Assembly Leader Roman Reynolds and his mate Kalina, have had a vicious fight on their hands for the last twenty years. The war between the humans and the shifters has grown lethal and to make matters worse, their now grown daughter, Nisa is on the battlefield.

 

The Rebel

 

Nisa Reynolds is a soldier. Despite her love and respect for her parents’ position in this fight, Nisa is determined to do things her way. If only she can convince the devilishly sexy white lion shifter traveling with her that her plan is the best option for the shifters survival…if only she were strong enough to fight the passion brewing between them.

 

The Lion

 

Decan Canter’s tribe had long since learned to co-exist with the other feline shifter tribes as they all lived in Oasis and believed in saving their race by any means necessary. Having a direct order come to him from the Assembly Leader to escort his daughter across the country, wasn’t something he’d expected, yet he respected the order and had tried his best to obey. But Nisa Reynolds was unlike any other shifter Decan had ever met, and even if it meant dying at the hands of the reputed Roman Reynolds, he had to taste her…only, having her once, was never going to be enough.

 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the 7th book in the Shadow Shifters series. This book is a standalone novel that takes place 20 years after the last story. However, if you would like to read the previous books in this series, they are as follows:

 

Temptation Rising

Seduction’s Shift

Passion’s Prey

Shifter’s Claim

Hunger’s Mate

Primal Heat

 

Excerpt:

Nisa stared directly at him as she extended an arm and patted the pillow beside her.

“Leading requires a clear head. Rest works wonders for a busy mind. My Uncle Baxter used to say that to me when I was a little,” she told him.


“I’m not a child,” Decan replied.


That admission hadn’t been necessary. Nisa knew he wasn’t a child. He was a full grown shifter. One whom she was undoubtedly attracted to. She wondered if that were the reason she’d invited him to sleep beside her. No, it wasn’t. She believed in keeping her enemies, and those she hadn’t quite yet decided whether or not to trust, close.


“And yet, the rest theory, would probably still work,” she quipped. “Come on. I’ll stay on my side of the bed. I promise I don’t bite.”


That brought a chuckle from him. The sound was quick and momentarily startled her. It wasn’t until she felt the bed give beneath his weight as he sat on the other side and leaned over to remove his boots that she realized it was because she liked it.


Following her advice it only took him a few seconds, of which he used to pull his shirt over his head and lay back on the bed beside her. Nisa was surprised by how close he was. Maybe this bed was smaller than she’d thought. She attempted to roll over again, but immediately felt his arm going around her waist to pull her back against him.


When her back was spooned against his front and she was once again biting her lip at the new development, she felt the sharp nick against her neck.


“I’m not making any promises about not biting,” he whispered as his tongue licked over the spot where his lion’s teeth had scraped along her skin.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Lions-Heart-Paranormal-Shapeshifter-Shifters-ebook/dp/B074DRXF5B

 

Author Biography:

A.C. Arthur was born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland where she currently resides with her husband and three children. An active imagination and a love for reading encouraged her to begin writing in high school and she hasn’t stopped since.

 

Working in the legal field she’s seen lots of horrific things and longs for the safe haven reading a romance novel brings. Her debut novel Object of His Desire was written when a picture of an Italian villa sparked the idea of an African-American/Italian hero. Determined to bring a new edge to romance, she continues to develop intriguing plots, sensual love scenes, racy characters and fresh dialogue–thus keeping the readers on their toes!

 

In the young adult arena, A.C. also writes under the name Artist Arthur. Visit her Amazon Author Page for details about available YA books. https://amazon.com/author/artistarthurbooks  

 

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Is It Serendipity…or Magic? @LiviaQuinn Visits A Haunted Jail #paranormal #MoonlightMagic #IARTG


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Is it serendipity…or magic?

 

You’ve heard that saying “when the lesson is needed the teacher will appear” or something like that. Well, one of the things I find fascinating about writing is the way things just fall into place with characters, plots — even settings. It really seems like magic, like the universe is one big creative mind that delivers when you ask, and even when you don’t.

 

When I was nearly finished with my current release, Blood Moon, which is up for preorder in the Moonlight Magic Collection, one of the main characters in my series, Jack Lang, former fighter pilot and newly turned Phoenix dragon was about to be captured.

 

I needed someplace close to my fictional town of Destiny near my fictional Louisiana lake that would be strong, inescapable. I thought — something like an old rusted, heavily barred French prison. My critique partner said, “Google it. Louisiana has a lot of old jails and prisons from their Spanish and French history.” So I did.

 

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And Oh. My! What I found. If you see where Storm Lake is in the southern central part of the state, see the red star northwest of Destiny? That’s Beauregard Parish.

 

Now I have to digress for a second. I had Jack in this obscure prison/barred cell – I hadn’t really gotten the plot together for this scene yet, and I’d been thinking what if I could have some kind of cool paranormal element to it?

 

After all, the book takes place near the Blood Moon on Halloween, a “Spirit night” when the veil is thin between the worlds and it’s easier to…cross.

 

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Well! Imagine my joy when just northwest of Destiny I found an old jail called the Gothic or Hanging Jail, abandoned for the last thirty years with a rich haunted history. It’s called the Gothic Jail because the architect wanted it to be one of a kind with it gothic architecture, inside and out. Is it creepy looking or what!

 

The bars have a unique ridged edge, the cells are heavily built with not only a heavy barred door but a massive vault like second door. There were no recess areas or yards in which to exercise. The women were housed in cells down the hall from the men but they were only able to hear each other, not touch. The cells were unique in the industry with their own window, lavatory, toilet and shower.  Each prisoner was given a blanket and a thin mattress to cover the metal bed slats.  And get this, if you’re in Beauregard Parish around Halloween you can pay $10 (per victim) and be a part of their Halloween Night. But expect to stand in line. Last year they pulled in 10,000 people!

 

Adjacent to the courthouse, the prisoners were sometimes led straight from their sentencing through an underground tunnel and straight up the spiral stair case of the jail, another of its signature features.

 

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Each floor of cells splits off from the center spiral stairs and you can see from the main stairwell, the thickness of the concrete walls, the heaviness of the cell bars and at the top a beam from which the “hanging sheriff” served up the sentence on two of his prisoners back in 1928. You can see the bar at the top of the spiral stairs in this photo. Imagine having the only way into the cells (or out) being those uneven spiral stairs…

 

The gothic style window (below) is in the upper floor where the trustees were kept.

 

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Now here’s the best part! It’s called the Hanging Jail and is so interesting to ghosters because the ghost of the sheriff or his prisoners have been seen and heard on many occasions at the jail.

 

The picture below was akin to death row, as if any of the cells were easy to escape, this one was meant to be absolutely escape proof with the heavy vault doors. The death cell. The perfect place for my villain to keep Jack.

 

 

I wanted to see this place for myself but it wasn’t open for viewing. Then a month before I finished the book I heard they’d opened it for touring and four of us went down to see it. One of my friends recorded a sound in one of the rooms when she was alone. She has a history with ghosts so I don’t doubt her but I didn’t want to go back and listen for myself. She and her sister want to go back for the sleep-in night. Right!

 

As you can see, It was like magic, the way it all fell together. The proximity to Destiny, the cool features of the jail, its history and the paranormal aspect as well as our timely visit.

 

And that’s where Jack met the Hanging Sheriff…

 

Excerpt:

The figure that materialized in front of Jack was dressed in unrelieved black, from his hat to his boots, a Pinkerton style suit coat over a black button up shirt. He leaned against the heavy metal bars near the chain that supported the metal bed slats and pulled on his scruffy beard. “You ain’t never heard of the Hangin’ Sheriff?”

Jack frowned, No, but perhaps he shouldn’t admit it to this…what was he? “Are you… real?”

The man, who appeared to be in his 50s, though Jack couldn’t be sure, bent over at the waist and slapped his knees with a guffaw. “Real, he asks.” He laughed until tears should have been streaming down his wrinkled cheeks, but weren’t, then he wiped his eyes of the nonexistent tears and shook his head. “What kind of sheriff are you, Lang? Why, I’m dead, son, a ghost. A specter. I like that term better ma’self.”

If Jack had encountered this man¾ghost¾earlier in the year he would’ve called it a hallucination, a mirage, or possibly he might have suspected a reaction to some over-the-counter meds, but these days… hell, a ghost, as surprises went, registered only a one on his Destiny shock-o- meter.

“No, sir. I have to say this is a first. I’m glad to meet you unless you’re here to carry out your specialty.” Jack looked over at the dumbwaiter, the rope that might have been used for hanging his inmates still tied to the bars and draping down into the shaft.

“Whatcha lookin’ at? Cripes, boy. I ain’t gonna hang ya. I’m here to help you escape.”

Jack’s heart thumped hard. “You have a key? I can’t touch –”

“Yeah, yeah. I been watching.” The sheriff scratched his cheek.

Jack’s eyebrows rose. He hadn’t sensed him even a little.

His companion laughed again, this time, it was kind of a crazy laugh. “You can’t see me unless I wantcha to. Understand?” He squinted up at Jack, his chin jutting forward. “You’re one of them dragons, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” The sir probably wasn’t necessary but Jack figured he’d get further with respect, even well…under these circumstances.

“Then you probably know about Halloween, about the open door and all? Normally, I wait until the 31st to make an appearance, but see, I figured, if I was to wait, you’d be a hung sheriff.” He slapped his thighs again. “He-he-he. Get it?” He pointed to himself, “Hanging sheriff?” then at Jack and winked, “Hung sheriff.”

“So, you can just pop in whenever you want?” Jack asked, ignoring the ghost’s gallows humor.

“Nah, it’s because of that danged moon¾all about the Blood Moon over here, ya know? Makes it easier, lengthens…” His eyebrows crashed down and he rubbed his chin, squinted one eye closed then looked up at the ceiling. Jack followed his gaze but saw only… more concrete. “Lengthens the t…tie¾what do they call it on Facebook?”

“Timeline.” Jack frowned. “You’re on Facebook?”

“No, are you crazy? I’m a ghost, see?” He pushed his hand into Jack’s torso startling him, but he didn’t feel anything. “Weren’t have no way to peck on a phone. It’s handy though. I can read over somebody’s shoulder and stay…uhh…”

“Current?” Jack offered.

“Right, but that moon makes everything amp… stronger and stretches out that timeline, so we can cross early.” He held out his hands by his sides as if to say, ‘And Voila. Here I be.’

Jack shook his head. Why was he conversing with someone who was admittedly… dead? Still, he asked, “How long have you been here?” Maybe if he showed a little interest in the sheriff’s history, which he seemed proud of, it would lock in his inclination to help.

He studied the ghost in black. On the left lapel of his coat hung a six-pointed star. It read Sheriff – Beauregard Parish. Now he remembered. He’d read about the jailor when researching his move from Memphis to Louisiana.

This hellhole was what people called the Gothic jail because of its unique architecture. The designer wanted it to be one of a kind with full lavatory facilities, a window in each cell. Prisoners had been marched straight from the courthouse through the tunnel, given a blanket and a mattress and locked up, there to stay until their time was served. No courtyards or recess here.

He’d seen pictures but none of them captured the depression being locked within the thick walls of the place would engender. Advanced bathroom facilities notwithstanding, the ‘bed’ was mere metal slats and the heavy bars spoke loudly, “Escape is impossible.”

The article mentioned its signature feature, the spiral stairs that started at the tunnel entrance. Jack hadn’t noticed the uniqueness of the cell at first, with its toilet, sink and shower, mostly because they were old and filthy and not plumbed. And at the time, he’d been struggling to breathe.

“Them transients were takin’ up parish resources. Weren’t no reason not to go ahead and hang ’em from that there rafter.” The ‘sheriff’ leaned against the sink, picking at his teeth with a piece of metal and pointed to the iron beam outside Jack’s cell.

Jack knew it probably wasn’t wise, but he was curious. “Why help me escape?” The ghost shook his head as if Jack was stupid. “Why, son, you the same as me — a parish sheriff.”

 

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Blood Moon is available for preorder now at only 99cents in the Moonlight Magic box set. So not only do you get Blood Moon but nineteen other great paranormal stories, over 200,000 words.

 

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Livia Quinn is a DC native who has been transplanted to Louisiana. She lives, writes and is inspired in her Storm Lake series by the culture and weather in the state. She’s published eleven books, six paranormal and five contemporary. A former mail lady, professional singer, plant manager and current business owner, she has stored up many quirky stories to share with her readers. Sign up for her newsletter to receive the first two books in the Destiny Paramortals series free.

 

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* RELAUNCH! * The Vampire of Blackpool by @SpookyMrsGreen #paranormal #ASMSG #books


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*RELAUNCH!* The Vampire of Blackpool by Catherine Green

 

British paranormal romance author Catherine Green has taken a break from her Redcliffe novels series set in Cornwall, and has launched her brand new novel, The Vampire of Blackpool. A contemporary English Gothic story, it tells the tale of vampire Meredith Hanson, her love interest Samantha Morris, and her rival, the vampire hunter Ryan James. The novel is strictly for an adult audience, and Catherine’s vampires do not sparkle!

 

 

The vampire, the witch, and the hunter battle it out in a contemporary Gothic adventure in Northern England.

 

Meredith Hanson lives in Blackpool, the former Victorian holiday hotspot of Northern England. She masquerades as a reclusive author, feeding on the blood of unsuspecting tourists without remorse. Her life takes on new meaning when she meets a young witch in a local pub one evening. Despite Meredith’s cold demeanour, she finds herself oddly fascinated with Samantha Morris, and falls into an accidental relationship with the girl. It is at this time that a vampire hunter arrives in Blackpool. He is tough, he is determined, and his next target is an ancient vampire that has been spotted in the tourist town. He intends to bring her down and destroy her to save the lives of innocent humans. Will he succeed? Or will the experienced vampire seductress be the cause of his undoing?

 

The Vampire of Blackpool is available to order in paperback and eBook formats via Catherine’s website www.catherinegreenauthor.blogspot.com or you can find it in Amazon and other eBook stores.

 

About the Author

Author of British paranormal romance series The Redcliffe Novels, Catherine Green was raised on books from a young age, and has happy memories of Saturday mornings spent in her small local library, devouring the contents of the shelves. Catherine has always been fascinated by the supernatural world, and it feels natural for her to write about vampires, werewolves, witches and other mystical creatures in her contemporary stories.

 

 

If you sign up to Catherine’s newsletter, she will send you a free copy of her Redcliffe short story, It’s Complicated, to introduce you to her fictional supernatural seaside town in Cornwall, England.

 

You can find Catherine in the following places:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SpookyMrsGreen

Author blog: http://www.catherinegreenauthor.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter page: https://twitter.com/SpookyMrsGreen

Personal Blog: http://spookymrsgreen.com/

 

Princess of the Light Turns Three and We’re Celebrating! #99cents #paranormal #IARTG


POTL 3rd anniversary

 

The story that launched not only this blog, but N. N. Light…

 

It’s the 3rd anniversary of Princess of the Light and like proud parents, we’re telling the world. Sorry, no baby pictures to coo over. lol! What started out as an encounter with a homeless man has turned into a book, a blog and a movement. Spreading the Light is more than a catchy phrase; it’s a way of life and we see Light Bearers all over the world making a difference.

 

So in honor of this, we’ve slashed the price of Princess of the Light to 99 cents for this weekend only (15-17). Click to buy this life-changing story:

 

 

100% of the sales from Princess of the Light during the month of September go directly to help feed needy kids. For less than a buck, you can provide five meals. Talk about life-changing!

 

Here’s the book details —

 

Mary Miller receives a startling visitation from Gabriel, the Messenger of God. The Archangel reveals an astounding truth–Mary is the Princess of the Light and even more amazing, her destiny is to battle Lucifer’s army of demons and restore the balance of good and evil on Earth. It’s getting harder to fulfill her new role and keep her identity secret while juggling her personal life, and when Than, Lucifer’s second in command, amps up the attacks on her, she knows she needs help.

Joe Deacons is everything she’s ever wanted in a man. And as providence would have it, in a moment of great need, he’s the Warrior of Light–the one who can help her defeat the forces of darkness.

Not so simple when they confront Lisbeth, a demon hell-bent on usurping Than and Lucifer himself. When Lisbeth wages war and several innocent people die, Mary must form an alliance with her enemy in order to destroy her. But will this be a grave error or the choice that saves their world?

100% of the proceeds go directly to Food Banks in USA and Canada.

 

Latest review:

“This is an extraordinary story well worth the read. Good and evil battle until the very end and then, what a surprise ending! I sense a series forming and a good one at that. Thanks, N.N.Light for such a treasure. I read right through and didn’t stop.” – Don Thorkelson

 

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Happy Release Day to Gylded Wings by @LNightingale #Romance #Paranormal #WRPBks


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Title                Gylded Wings

 

Author            Linda Nightingale

 

Genre             Dark Fantasy/Romance

 

Publisher         The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

Angels in slavery? Brit Montgomery cannot believe it, until she is sent on a rescue mission to another dimension and witnesses the cruel practice first hand. The angel, Gyldan, is the most beautiful being she’s ever seen. She is drawn to him but sometimes beauty disguises wicked secrets. This man who rocks her world seems more demon than angel.

 

Gyldan, born into slavery, has one desire—fly free. When he escapes to Earth, he faces an alternate self-realization full of dark glory…and disbelief. Gyldan is bent on experiencing his newfound powers unmindful of the harm to Brit or others.

 

Confused and hurt by Gyldan’s erratic evil actions, Brit turns away. While Gyldan’s journey of self-discovery pulls him further distant, Brit finds acceptance in a solitary, comfortable life of her own until she realizes the day of reckoning has come. Will Gyldan be her final ruin or has he come back to her with a gift more precious than life itself?

 

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Excerpt

The lady flipped her hood back, and I stopped breathing.  In her olive wool cape, she looked like a wood nymph, at once young and innocent but wise.  Dark hair curled around an oval face.  Without a trace of fear, big, beautiful eyes held my gaze.  She didn’t belong to this dim, cruel world, and I ached merely to touch her.

 

Her lips parted on a soft exhalation. “You’re an ang—Malak.”

 

If only I could return her smile, but Ragnor would slice me in half.   I was forbidden to glance at her, but couldn’t take my eyes off a vision so perfect I might have conjured her, even to the scent of the forest and rain.  A memory of Miriam assaulted me, but I was helpless to control my feelings.  Never had a woman affected me as this one did.  I felt awkward, terribly aware of my worn clothes and the wings arched behind me, yet giddy and aroused.

 

My eyes offered the smile my lips were forbidden.  “Yes, My Lady.”

 

She tilted her head to look up at me.  Her gaze drifted over my wings, my face, flicked lower.  “In the North, we have heard of the Malak singers.  What’s your name?”

 

I was too shocked to answer.  Like an addle-pated fool, I gaped at her, and she laughed.

 

“Stand aside, Gyldan.”  The giant slammed his paw against my shoulder, throwing the weight of my wings to the left, and I lost my balance.

 

The lady’s hand shot out to steady me.  Ragnor wedged his body between us.  I stumbled into the wall.  As I righted myself, I glimpsed an angry expression on Lady Hamlin’s face.

 

She stepped past Ragnor and touched my arm.  “Are you all right?”

 

Excitement trembled over my entire body.  “Yes, My Lady.”

 

“You’ll see the freaks perform tonight.”  Ragnor shot me a dark frown, gesturing for her to follow.  “Come, Lady Hamlin, I’ll guide you to your chambers.”

 

“Gyldan.”  The sprite grinned as she smoothed a dark curl back from her face.  “Do you know the way?”

 

“No, My Lady.”  I was forced to lie to save my hide.  “I have never been in this part of the castle before.”

 

“Off with you then.”  A graceful hand shooed me along.  “Be about your business, and I shall go about mine.”

 

She had brushed me off like an insect on her sleeve.   What had I expected?  That she would feel the same overwhelming attraction I felt?

 

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Author Biography

Born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston.  She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.

 

Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt.  She retired from a career as a retired legal assistant, just joined the Houston BMW Club, and the stars in her crown—two wonderful sons. In a former life, she must have had to walk everywhere because today she is into transportation with fine taste in expensive horses and hot cars! She likes to dress up and host formal dinner parties.

 

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Eye of the Tiger (A Redcliff Novel) by @SpookyMrsGreen #werewolf #vampire #ASMSG


The Redcliffe novels series follow the adventures of bookshop owner Jessica Stone as she meets a man and falls in love, only to discover the hidden werewolf secrets of her close friends. Who knew the Cornish coast could be so deadly?

 

 Love Hurts (A Redcliffe Novel) is about a young woman
who runs a bookshop in Cornwall with her best friend. She falls in love with a
local police detective and later discovers that he is a vampire, and that his
identical twin brother is a werewolf. She is dragged into their complicated and
dangerous lives, to her detriment, where secrets are told and lives are lost…

 

 
 
Love Kills (A Redcliffe Novel) is book 2 in the developing Redcliffe series. In the quiet Cornish seaside town of Redcliffe,Jessica Stone recovers from an horrific werewolf attack and comes to terms with revelations that her lover, Jack Mason, is a vampire, his brother, Danny, the werewolf pack leader, and her best friend, Simon, is a werewolf.  Add to that her discovery that she is a witch, and life is suddenly a whole lot harder than it used to be. Jessica has to fight for her own life and Jack’s when faced with his jealous vampire master who wants her old lover back. But things are never easy, and a vampire master is not so easy to defeat…

 

 
 
Love Redeems (A Redcliffe Novel). Life has changed forever in Redcliffe, Cornwall. Jessica Stone used to be a normal, happy human. Now she is an angry, conflicted and confused witch. It all happened when she met Detective Jack Mason and his identical twin brother Danny. Jessica almost died twice, fell into a love triangle, and she became a murderer. Now she faces the ultimate challenge as she continues the fight to save the man she loves, while simultaneously struggling with her lust for his werewolf brother and their vampire friend. Can she survive, or will love finally end her life completely?

 

 
 
Eye of the Tiger (A Redcliffe Novel). Jessica Stone used to be a normal human. Then she fell in love with a vampire, met his identical twin werewolf brother, and her life fell apart spectacularly. Meeting Detective Jack Mason, and his brother Danny, brought about a powerful change, and Jessica’s magic was released. Now, in Redcliffe book 4, she must learn to control her ethereal animal familiar, who lusts after the alpha werewolf, and will stop at nothing to use her human mistress as a tool… Or is that a weapon?

 

 

The Redcliffe novels are widely available in paperback and ebook formats from UK bookshops, your local library (UK only), and online with retailers including Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, Smashwords and more. See buy links HERE.

 

 

Find Catherine Green and her British paranormal novels in the following places:

 

 
 
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Kiss of Magic Romance series by @maryleoauthor #romance #paranormal #TuesdayBookBlog


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I’m so excited to read this whole series… ~ Mrs. N

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 1

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. There’s just one catch – Jackie’s first couple is a test!

 

Will Jackie Cupid turn misbegotten lovers around in time to keep her powers? Or will her magic become a stardust memory?

 

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 1 includes Jackie Cupid’s First Love, and It’s Written in the Stars.

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

It startled her so much that Jackie shot the arrow at no particular target. When she followed its trajectory, Eros Kostopoulos, who had appeared out of thin air, caught it with his right hand like some Marvel Superhero. Completely blown away by his catch, she watched as Eros, the sweet older Greek owner of the archery range, with graying hair and a round belly, morphed into a some sort of half human, half bird creature and sprouted wings . . . real, honest to goodness, full-body-sized, white-feathered wings. His clothes disappeared and he was left with a leather Tarzan type of loincloth revealing the body of a Greek god.

 

Any other mortal might have decided it was time to bug out, that this bird-man might be a threat, or at the very least, blow fire in her face, nevertheless Jackie was more curious than afraid.

 

Call her crazy, but Jackie didn’t exactly appreciate the distraction, especially on her birthday. She’d paid good money for her time inside the range, and this creature, as magnificent as he might be, was usurping her precious minutes.

 

“Mr. Kostopoulos? Is that you?”

 

Jackie stood perfectly still for a moment, while the god spread his wings, knocking over anything and everything that got in their way, including all the heavy lane barriers as if they were as light as cotton balls. His wingspan had to be a good twelve feet from tip to tip, and the Greek god stood well over six feet tall, maybe somewhere in the range of six foot five inches. He wore a perfect, blond-wooden bow over his right shoulder, along with a soft quiver filled with only two arrows. His curly dark hair almost sparkled with natural silkiness, and his skin seemed perfectly smooth. He looked a bit like the statue of David, only with wings.

 

“I am Eros, god of Love,” he roared, the ground shaking once again, rattling everything around her until pictures, equipment, and bottled drinks in the vending machine began popping from their moorings and crashing to the floor.

 

Jackie wasn’t having any of it. She didn’t care what kind of beatific title he had, he needed to move out of the way or leave, whichever he preferred, so she could take her shot. She’d been practicing long and hard for this moment.

 

“Nice to meet you, Eros, god of Love, I’m Jackie, goddess of this room, and if you don’t mind, you’re spoiling my private birthday party. Do you think you can appear somewhere else, because I only have this place for another hour before the lights go out.”

 

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” he bellowed, his head tilting, looking as curious as a puppy.

 

“Should I be?”

 

“Yes. I am all-powerful. I am magical. I am Eros, the god of—”

 

“Love, I know. If you’re the god of Love, there’s no reason for me to be afraid, right? So instead, I’m just annoyed. Look, as I said, it’s my birthday and I’m here alone. No love for me, get it? So unless you’re going to shoot one of your arrows out of a window at some great guy who’s going to fall madly in love with me, you’re just wasting my time. Now, if you don’t mind . . .” And she made a gesture for him to move out of her line of fire.

 

“I am here to tell you your true identity. Is it not important to you?”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Kiss-Magic-Romance-Book-One-ebook/dp/B073WPHJPS/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-one-mary-leo/1126743753?ean=2940158644313

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-one

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1258806294

 

Author Biography:

USA Today bestselling author, Mary Leo, grew up in an Italian family on the Southside of Chicago where pasta and debate were the main staples of everyday life. She writes about magical romances, cowboys, and fun mysteries.

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 2

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 2 includes Romancing Rudy Raindear, and Loving Hamilton Winchester.

 

Romancing Rudy Raindear:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers and an outstanding bombshell body, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. “Look out, baby, there’s a new Cupid in town!”

 

North Pole, Maine is a curious town where Christmas is celebrated all year long, and where December 24th is marked with a visit from the big man himself.

 

Unfortunately, Rudy Raindear, the last descendant who can run Santa’s favorite bakery, Sugar Plums, no longer believes in Christmas and has gotten on Santa’s Naughty List. Rudy’s red nose proves it. That is until Jenny Bells, secret helper to Mrs. Claus, takes on the challenge of teaching Rudy just what being good is all about. And with a little help from Jackie Cupid, the plucky Cupid with attitude, Jenny and Rudy better buckle up. When Jackie gets involved, almost anything can happen.    

 

Loving Hamilton Winchester:

All Hamilton Winchester ever wanted was Gaby Venti, but Gaby Venti never wanted to be tied down to any man . . . especially not to Hamilton, the father of her unborn baby. When she shows up at the Winchester cabin in Plymouth Rock, Colorado wanting Hamilton to sign a document that he disagrees with, Hamilton decides to take matters into his own hands by asking for a little heavenly intervention from his grandfather . . . his deceased grandfather.

 

Soon Jenny Cupid arrives, wielding her special Cupid magic and Gaby finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of emotions for Hamilton she simply can’t shake . . . or can she?

 

Will a magical snowbound weekend be enough to convince Gaby that being tied down with Hamilton is exactly what she’s wanted all along? Or will she emerge from the enchantment, and walk away from the one man she has always secretly loved?

 

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

When Eros appeared in front of her, gone were his magnificent wings, his nearly naked perfectly chiseled body and his Tarzan-like loincloth. Instead, he was dressed like a Christmas Elf, complete with pointy shoes, a green suit, a strange hat, and he stood all of four-feet tall.

 

He must have felt her shock because he said, “It was the only way I could get Santa’s attention and I thought I would blend in better looking like this.”

 

“You blend in like an elephant,” Jackie told him as he pulled out the chair across from her at the small table along the windows. At once a young boy stopped to wave, and Eros, being the kind god that Jackie knew him to be, waved back.

 

“What a sweet child. He will grow up to be a pediatric surgeon. He will marry his childhood sweetheart, they will live right here in this town, have three children and he will save the lives of countless other children.”

 

“How do you know this?” He lifted an eyebrow. “Fine, so you’re a god and you have magical powers. I had no idea you could see that far into the future. What about free will? I thought that was the one variable that couldn’t be determined.”

 

“It can not, but I can still see what will happen if a human chooses wisely, and he will choose wisely. He has loving and supportive parents, and his sweetheart will guide him in the direction of his innate talents.”

 

“Will I ever be able to see someone’s future?” Jackie wanted to know.

 

“You already see the future of your assigned soulmates. Is that not enough?”

 

“Not when I can see so much more.”

 

“When you get your wings, you will be able to see these things, but not before.”

 

“I would ask you when that will be, but you’ll just give me a nebulous answer.”

 

“Your wings depend on your successes, and so far, you are batting a thousand, as humans like to say.”

 

“I’ve been fortunate. Getting the potential lovers together that you have given me have been easy. I need a real challenge to sink my teeth into, so to speak.”

 

“Then you will like this new challenge. Not only is Rudy Raindear trying to do something that will certainly destroy this festive town, but he is lying to his grandfather, the owner of this establishment. He will lie to the woman he is destined for, and worst of all, Rudy has gotten on Santa’s Naughty List, as you will see this evening when we meet again at Yule Tide’s. It is a tavern in town where Rudy and his friends will meet.”

 

Jackie sucked in a breath, as her hand shot up to her mouth. She knew for certain that in the Magic World she now dwelled in, getting on Santa’s Naughty List was tantamount to being shunned by all your friends, being turned out into the cold without a coat . . . or even worse, being identified as having a cold heart.

 

“I asked for an assignment that was difficult, not impossible.”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B073WS8YTY

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two-mary-leo/1126744404?ean=2940158644429

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two/id1258819714

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 3

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 3 includes A Christmas in Time, and The Ghost of Dillon Spencer.

 

A Christmas In Time:

Kris Timekeeper would like nothing more than to rekindle his failing marriage this Christmas, but being Santa’s Master-magical Clockmaker comes with a downside. After several months of endless work on Santa’s clock, he and his beloved wife have separated. Kris may be able to save Christmas Eve for Santa, but will he have enough time to save his marriage with the only woman he’s ever loved?

 

Noelle Timekeeper reluctantly agrees to spend one last Christmas with Kris in Merry, PA, his quirky new hometown. She’s brought along their young daughter, Annabelle, and her very pregnant pooch, Holly. Despite all the hype about Santa’s magical clock and how it can stop time, Noelle can’t seem to let her guard down long enough to allow Kris back into her heart. That is until Jackie Cupid shows up with some timely magic of her own. Once Noelle is stung by Jackie’s charm, she finally takes the time to understand what makes Kris tick . . .

 

Will Kris and his magical clock be able to save not only Christmas, but his marriage to Noelle as well?

 

Only time will tell.

 

The Ghost Of Dillon Spencer:

Uptight–but ever so sexy–billionaire Dillon Spencer, gets a second chance at love when his own ghostly spirit takes up residency in his hotel room at the historic and haunted Hotel Colorado in the trendy town of Glenwood Springs, Colorado. Along with several more notorious and opinionated ghosts, Dillon attempts to convince a skeptical Hilly Thompson, his enchanting and very much alive assistant, that true love can break through any dimension.

 

Hilly doesn’t believe in spirits, ghosts or anything that smacks of the hereafter. Hell, she can barely get through her own life let alone someone else’s afterlife. So when Dillon tries to convince her that he’s really a great guy trapped in some heavenly limbo, she’s skeptical and resistant until he gets help from Jackie Cupid, who knows his true heart’s desire. Soon, Hilly is falling for this translucent Dillon, but will it be enough to keep him from joining the ranks of the other ghosts that haunt the historical hotel?

 

It’s a risk luminous Dillon is willing to take.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Kiss-Magic-Romance-Book-Three-ebook/dp/B073WSRBHZ

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three-mary-leo/1126744702?ean=2940158644467

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three/id1258892289

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 4

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 4 includes The Lone Cowboy of Starlight Bend, and The Fortuneteller’s Valentine.

 

The Lone Cowboy Of Starlight Bend:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers and an outstanding bombshell body, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. “Look out, baby, there’s a new Cupid in town!”

 

Jolie Shepherd didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. So when she accepts an open invitation for a visit to Starlight Bend, Montana from her best friend, Jolie expects to pass most of the holiday season holed up inside a rustic cabin, not playing cowgirl with quite possibly the most adorable cowboy in the entire state.

 

Red Weisman is a man who prefers to ride alone . . . that is until he meets Jolie Shepherd. Once they team up to grant a Christmas wish for a needy child, something magical happens between them. Problem is they come from totally different worlds. But with Santa’s help, and a little pinch from Jackie Cupid and her magical stars, all they have to do is believe in the magic of their deepest Christmas wish, and everything will work out . . . or will it?

 

 

The Fortuneteller’s Valentine:

When a fortuneteller’s prediction begins to come true, Rose Candi dismisses it as a coincidence, but when a past estranged boyfriend shows up reminding her of the love she once felt for him, Rose can’t help wondering if that fortuneteller had true magical powers.

 

Maximilian Rosso hadn’t seen Rose in ten years, and in those ten years Rose had grown into a stunning beauty who now owned part of a popular bar and restaurant in San Diego. But Max is a wanderer who can’t stay in one place . . . or can he? If Jackie Cupid, a meddlesome love bomb, has anything to do with it, those wandering days Max has been so fond of may be coming to an abrupt end.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B073WLZ8RP

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four-mary-leo/1126744983

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four/id1258904624

 

Blood Moon (Destiny Paramortals) by @LiviaQuinn #CoverReveal! #IARTG #MoonlightMagic #PNR #UF


She could destroy his world…or save it.

 

It’s been a long long year, what with vision problems and my day job, but River’s story is finally here. When my series, The Destiny Paramortals began, River’s genie bottle had gone missing and that was just the first event in a long line of crises for Tempe Pomeroy and her hunky sheriff, Jack Lang. Now, River gets his own book and his own girl.

 

It’s kind of a good news, bad news thing. The good news is Blood Moon is out and the cover is so beautimous, I’m excited to share it with you. My cover artist, Cora Graphic, really made them come alive!

 

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And well, there really isn’t any bad news because not only is it available everywhere for $0.99 but since Blood Moon is part of the Moonlight Magic Romance collection, you’ll also get 19 other fantastic paranormal romances, over 200,000+ words!

 

Now would be a good time to make sure you don’t miss out!

 

https://books.pronoun.com/moonlight-magic

 

 

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Blurb:

There’s a new supe in Destiny. She sauntered into the Moat of Morpheus¾a redheaded violet-eyed warrior carrying a giant head-splitter of a sword and wielding it with magic. Her name was Cinder. River felt an immediate attraction as well as a lifting of the despair that had been his only companion for months. But it was short lived.

 

She was there to kill a dragonhunter and accused River of hiding the truth about him. Turns out, she was right. River had a secret and his own reasons for remaining quiet. If he couldn’t break free of the villain’s control, there would be devastating consequences for his family and ultimately, the Paramortals.

 

After his sister and the dragon sheriff go missing, River and Cinder join forces. But history has a way of coming full circle and echoes from their past bring a shattering revelation about their Paramortal family and the dragonhunter’s true identity, the full disclosure neither could have anticipated. Can they forgive the past to overcome their common enemy or will the news tear their relationship and the Paramortals apart forever?

 

 

Excerpt (two of my favorite Destiny characters, Conor and Montana with Cinder)

“Oh, Conor. I failed.”

 

He placed his hands on her shoulders and peeled her away from him. He sensed Montana’s presence as he put Cinder at arm’s length and looked into her distraught features. His sister was famous for never allowing people or problems to get to her, for seeing humor in most any situation. This was new. “ Piuthar bheag, what has you so upset.”

 

Cinder looked at Montana who raised her shoulders and looked at the house in question, but Cinder shook her head. “It does not matter if you have seen me trash my heritage or my total failure. It will be well known before long.”

 

Conor didn’t accept her self-flagellation. “Hush, now, sister. Tell me whit happened.”

 

Cinder’s breath shuddered out. “I tracked the dragonhunter. Styx, I heard his men call him. They met in the woods behind the Moat of Morpheus.” Her eyes searched his. “It was as sure a kill as I could ever hope for but…” Her voice trailed away as she looked at Montana and then at the ground. Her shoulders slumped as she whispered, “I couldn’t do it.”

 

Conor frowned. He couldn’t have heard right. “How do you mean? Why couldn’t you complete your blood calling? Whit could have stopped you?”

 

Her stricken eyes rose to his. “I sensed something in him.” She shook her head violently as Conor opened his mouth to speak. “I don’t know, Conor. It felt¾I felt… connected to him somehow, as if in killing… in killing him I would destroy a part of myself.” Tears filled her eyes as the devastating thought took hold. “How can that be? It is my duty, my blood work to kill dragonhunters. What is wrong with me?”

 

Conor’s mind raced. Cinder was part fae. Could this be a trick by the dragonhunter? They didn’t know this Styx’ true nature. Even if he was a fae, it should not matter. There was no reason why she wouldn’t be able to take out another fae if that was her mission. As with all life forms, dragons were created with a purpose and Cinder was a special sub species. Only a few ever existed and they were relentless in their pursuit of their prey.

 

Montana spoke for the first time, as usual reading his mind. “Do you think Petre and Arabella might know something?” She knew him so well.

 

Cinder looked questioningly at Montana. “Who are these people you speak of?”

 

Conor said, “They are the king and queen of faerie folk here. That is a good suggestion, Montana. Thank you for reminding me.”

 

Montana smiled at his thoughtful response. He knew how uncomfortable she’d been on their visit to the Faerie Inn. The Fae king had a special appetite for vampires, but because of their gushing exuberance at Conor’s presence they’d shown special… tolerance in her presence.

 

“They can tell us of any new fae arrivals and perhaps enlighten you about your own heritage,” said Conor. “I’m sorry, Cinder, I should have made it my business to know more before you found yerself in this position. I wish we could leave now, but two dragons flying over Destiny in broad daylight would cause a stir, ya ken?”

 

He hoped to gain a smile from his little sister but the look on her face told him she was back reliving the moment when she’d been unable to fulfill her mission.

 

“You could call a taxi,” said Montana. Two sets of eyes snapped toward her. She raised her hands and grinned, “What? You’ve never taken a taxi?”

 

When they continued to gape at her she shrugged. “It’s like you always say, Conor. ‘Needs must’.”

 

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Xander (A Dark Assassins Novel Book Three) by @valerieullmer #ParanormalRomance #shifter


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Xander (A Dark Assassins Novel Book Three)

 

By Valerie Ullmer

 

Genre:  Paranormal Romance

[ Blurb ]

Half-human, half-shifter.

Xander has secretly yearned for a mate for most of his immortal existence, and yet after three of his friends found exactly what he’s always wanted, he’d come to believe that he’d missed his chance at happiness.

Until he heard her voice.

Frost is a wildlife biologist and tracker and she has been assigned, despite her adamant protests, to lead mercenaries into the mountains of Snowfall, Colorado for the sole purpose of killing immortal shifters.  In order to protect those who have no idea the kind of danger they are in, she agrees.  As she leads the armed men on a wild chase around the snow-covered pines, she could sense that she was running out of time.

Until she heard his voice.

Xander understands exactly who Frost is the moment he hears her thoughts.  With the help of Kane and Gunnar, they eliminate those in her group as they try to keep her safe.  But during the fight, she is hurt and all of his protective instincts flare to life.  As Xander learns more about her, he realizes that Frost might be the key to the creation of the immortals, both vampire and shifter.

But when she becomes a target from those who want to destroy the Dark Company and Xander’s family, how far will he go to save her?

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[ Excerpt ]

Xander froze when he heard a feminine voice carry over to him, she sounded closer than she had been even a few moments before.  He should have sensed her coming closer.  But the only question on his mind was why she was tagging along with a group of mercenaries.  He heard the voice again, a tinny version of her voice, and for a long moment he couldn’t understand the words.  Until she stepped forward.

No, no.  Not that way.  Not that way.

Something warmed his chest as he heard her in his head as clearly as they were speaking aloud.  A familiarity washed over him and he felt connected to this woman in an elemental way.  A feeling a peace settled over him.  He knew this was the first time he’d ever heard her voice.  He was so stunned and happy that he didn’t even question how they were able to mind link.

Can either of you hear the woman’s thoughts?

Woman?  Gunnar sounded confused.

Kane’s reply was quick and clipped.  No.

Hello?

 

Hello?

Xander tried to get her attention.  Can you hear me?

He held his breath when he heard her distinct gasp, knowing that their mind link worked.  His chest filled with dread at the thought that she gave herself away, until he heard her next words.

“I spotted a grizzly bear in the trees to the west.  Sorry, I startled him and he ran off.”

For long seconds, the men in the clearing stared at the woman before they were ordered to keep searching.

Xander stood close enough that he could see her curves underneath the heavy white parka.  And having the worst timing in the world, Xander felt his body react.  He took a deep, cleansing breath of sharp mountain air that instantly cooled his overheated body.

Yes, I can hear you.  These men, seven in total, are looking for immortals.  They have been contracted by my boss at U.S. Fish and Wildlife to kill them.  Apparently, the immortals are supposed to become animals.  Can you help me without hurting yourself?  They are heavily armed.

Xander was taken completely by surprise.  She didn’t question their connection but instead relayed vital information that he would need.  He could also start to feel her emotions.  She wasn’t scared, just determined.  He could hear her heart beating at a fast rate and her breathing strained from either the hike up the mountain or the tension in the air.  He watched as she subtly shifted her head around as she searched for him, unable to spot him in the trees.

We can help.  I’m going to communicate with my team and we’ll take out the men.  Are you okay with that?

 

Yes, I know they are paid mercenaries and I’m mad that they killed a wolf two days ago for no other reason than they wanted to shoot something.

 

What’s your name?

 

Frost.

 

Frost, I’m Xander.  When I tell you to run, run south.  Okay?

 

Yes, I understand.

Xander relayed the conversation he had with Frost.  We are going to have to kill them, there’s no other way around it.  They couldn’t have a threat looming over them, especially if one escaped and brought in a stronger, more trained group of mercenaries.  Although they could easily defeat any group of fighters, keeping their existence a secret was crucial.  The more humans that knew about them, the bigger the danger it posed.

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Title: Royal Enchantment

 

Author: Sharon Ashwood

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Book Blurb:

She married the king. She wanted the man.

 

Guinevere’s marriage to Arthur was a political partnership, never a romance. Merlin knows that the king’s court, newly restored at a medieval theme park, will only be complete if Arthur has his lady. Little did anyone suspect that once Guinevere gets a taste of twenty-first-century freedoms that this ancient queen would lose interest in belonging to any man—even a royal one.

 

It takes a dragon, and some passionate nights spent in each other’s arms, to lure her back to her husband’s side. Arthur is willing to accept Gwen’s help in protecting the new Camelot from a fae menace, but the bigger challenge will be wooing back Guinevere for a second chance at love…

 

Enchanted Warrior, the first story in this stand-alone series, is a 2017 RITA Finalist for Best Paranormal Romance.

 

 

My Review:

Camelot is reborn in the modern era and thanks to Merlin, Queen Guinevere is reborn in the present. The fae are on the verge of attacking the human realm using a feisty, independent dragon and the last thing King Arthur needs is his queen meddling in his affairs. Old arguments threaten to drive a wedge between king and queen, not to mention the knights. Can King Arthur see his Queen for the woman she is and make her his equal or is the royal enchantment a faint memory?

 

I’m a big fan of all things Camelot and while this was an original take on King Arthur and Queen Guinevere, I found it hard to relate to the characters, especially King Arthur and his knights. Arthur is a ROYAL JERK and a pompous one at that. The conflicts between him and Gwen were never-ending, making me sometimes wish the dragon would just light King Arthur’s body on fire and be done with it. The belittling of Gwen in modern times got so old. I’m elated the ending was a happy one but boy, it took a long, long time to get there.

 

What I loved most was Guinevere. She’s regal in all regards but the more she’s in modern times, the more growth happens to her. She’s an intelligent woman whose search for knowledge makes her astounding, even by today’s standards. She could run the world and I’d like to be her advisor! Gwen is the best part of this book, hands down.

 

If you’re looking for a modern-day feminist Camelot story, I highly recommend Royal Enchantment. It’s a great series and kudos to Ashwood for bringing a fresh approach to the King Arthur lore.

 

Many thanks to Harlequin Books and Sharon Ashwood for giving me an ARC via Netgalley in the hopes I’d review it.

 

Favorite Character/Quote: “Battling monsters was a man’s business. Never mind that it was the women, left at home, who had the most face time with whatever horror was tearing the village apart. They typically had the beastie on the run by the time Sir Whatever showed up to poke it with a sword.”

 

My Rating: 4 stars

 

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Confession: I Broke Two Cardinal Writing Rules and I’m Glad #ASMSG #IARTG #Paranormal


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I admit it, guilty as charged. My name is Mrs. N, one-half of the bestselling N. N. Light, and I broke the first rule in writing: never write about yourself or real life in a novel. The truth is I am happy I did both and here’s why. I was inspired to write Princess of the Light through a chance encounter with a homeless man.

 

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I first got the idea for our debut novel one chilly morning back in 2012. It was a cold wintry morning and I was walking to the grocery store. I happened to look across the street and what I saw made me stop in my tracks. A homeless man was sitting on a curb next to the gas station. He wasn’t holding a sign or asking for money. His eyes were closed and his head was uplifted to the sky. There was such a contented and happy look in his weathered face. It took my breath away.

 

I wondered how he became homeless and if there was some way I could help him. I continued on with my day but my thoughts were filled with him and his plight. Who is he? Could I help him?

 

As the days and months passed, I saw him every day. He kept to himself and never begged for money. Instead, he walked the length of our town. Yes, he walked the length of the town. Every time I saw him, I nodded and said good morning. The simple act of kindness didn’t seem like a big deal to me but to him, it was as if I had given him the sun. I started leaving food and clothing for him. The more kindness I showed, the happier he appeared.

 

Rule #1: Never write about real life in fiction

 

I knew in my heart it was my calling to tell his story. He isn’t some nameless face; he’s someone’s son, brother, grandson, uncle, father, husband, and/or friend. If I had the power, I would be his protector and free him from the darkness keeping him prisoner. He would no longer be the forgotten man.

 

I made a promise to myself to donate part of the proceeds to food banks if our book got published. I am keeping my promise and through our marketing, people are donating to food banks on their own.

 

My motto for our book and for my life is spread the Light. It doesn’t matter to me what your spiritual beliefs are for everyone has the Light inside them. Spreading the Light comes in many forms but it starts with being kind.

 

Rule #2: Never write about yourself, especially when it comes to love and romance.

 

I wrote about my own love story with Mr. N. Gasp! I know you’re in shock and hoping I brought smelling salts. Stick with me for a moment and let me explain. The romantic story between Mary and Joe is simply based on my own love story.

 

I met Mr. N back in 2001. We actually met online in a Buffy the Vampire Slayer yahoo group and hit it off right away. We both adore Buffy and it was one of many things we had in common. We started out as friends but soon it blossomed into love. Through some uphill battles and insecurities on my part, I broke his heart not once but twice. It pains me to admit it but the second time around, I was truly cruel.

 

I thought it was over and I had moved on. I joined another Buffy yahoo group in 2003 and as fate would have it, Mr. N was there. Is the Universe trying to tell me something? He and I got to talking one night off-list. I asked for forgiveness and he granted it. We took it turtle-slow and before I knew what happened, I was in love with him. I mean, true love (the hills are alive with the sound of music) and my walls came tumbling down.

 

POL wedding

 

Long story short, I moved up north and married him in 2004. A few weeks ago, we celebrated our thirteenth wedding anniversary. Every day, I thank my lucky stars he forgave me and loves me unconditionally. This is my love story and every time I tell it (or Mr. N tells it), people swoon and say how utterly romantic it is. So I incorporated our love story into Princess of the Light.

 

Giving the rules a heave-ho allows writers the freedom to create irresistible stories.

 

Sometimes breaking the rules is needed to tell a really great story. I hope you will see how weaving real life with fantasy makes for an irresistible book. More writers should rebel like me and add dashes of real life into their stories.

 

Princess

 

Title: Princess of the Light

 

Author: N. N. Light

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Supernatural, Spiritual Romance

 

 

Blurb:

Mary Miller receives a startling visitation from Gabriel, the Messenger of God. The Archangel reveals an astounding truth–Mary is the Princess of the Light and even more amazing, her destiny is to battle Lucifer’s army of demons and restore the balance of good and evil on Earth. It’s getting harder to fulfill her new role and keep her identity secret while juggling her personal life, and when Than, Lucifer’s second in command, amps up the attacks on her, she knows she needs help.

 

Joe Deacons is everything she’s ever wanted in a man. And as providence would have it, in a moment of great need, he’s the Warrior of Light–the one who can help her defeat the forces of darkness.

 

Not so simple when they confront Lisbeth, a demon hell-bent on usurping Than and Lucifer himself.  When Lisbeth wages war and several innocent people die, Mary must form an alliance with her enemy in order to destroy her.  But will this be a grave error or the choice that saves their world?

 

Excerpt:

Marie furrowed her brow and softly interrupted, “André is the Walking Man?”

 

I looked at Marie and asked, “You’ve heard of him?”

 

Marie nodded. “Of course. He is a staple of the Downtown area. There are a few groups I’m affiliated with that hand out food and clothing to those in need. He never comes to these events so I leave them by the area where he sleeps.” She paused, thoughtfully. “I just can’t believe that it is André.”

 

Joe cleared his throat and looked at his father. “What happened to André?”

 

Alfred sighed and after a moment said, “It really was the fault of that witch he was married to. She and her family treated him horribly. She was a gold digger and all she cared about was money and the prestige.”

 

Marie interrupted Alfred by saying, “I remember her. She was so mean to André and all she cared about was looking rich. Wealth is a gift—she just wanted it for a toy. She treated André so badly… and his mother-in-law was the worst. She would put him down all the time. In front of other people, no less.”

 

Alfred continued, “André was a good man and worked hard. He was working on a big project for the city. He worked night and day on the project and told me it was going to put Golden Lake on the map.

 

“He absolutely adored his daughter, too. I remember that clearly. She was his everything.” Alfred paused, apparently lost in his thoughts. With a sigh he said, “There was a scandal with the project, though, and André got fired. Soon after, Dara left him, took Katherine with her and André fell apart. He started drinking heavily and, without his daughter, his life fell apart.”

 

Joe looked at me and I fought to keep from throwing my hand over my mouth. There was purple fire in his eyes and I felt his anger. I already knew the story of André and I tried to smile at him.

 

I smelled burning flesh. Joe flashed in full armor fighting demons with a golden sword.

 

I gasped at the vision and brought my hand to my chest in shock feeling the key necklace, before I could stop the physical reaction. The necklace weighed heavily as did my heart. He would be fighting at my side soon.

 

Marie asked, “Are you okay, dear?”

 

Joe turned to look at his mother. He nodded and only said, “I never knew any of this.”

 

Alfred continued, “I am sorry, son, but you asked for the truth. This is what I know. André was sleeping at the office and drinking all the time. He was supposed to give a presentation to a client and was drunk. He got into a scuffle with his boss and rumor has it, André punched him.”

 

I feigned shock and said, “Oh my!”

 

Than is to blame. I don’t know how I know or what happened but I vow to the Lord that I will make Than pay, thought Joe.

 

I choked and almost spit out my drink. I just heard Joe’s thoughts! I had to set him straight and right away.

 

I cleared my throat and said awkwardly, “Joe, I think I left something in the car.”

 

Joe looked at me with eyebrows raised. “Excuse me, we’ll be right back,” I said with a smile.

 

I walked outside and knew that Joe was right behind me. When I reached the car, I whirled and said in a stern tone, “Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

 

Joe stopped mid-step and said, “What are you talking about, Mary?”

 

I ran into his arms and whispered, “You cannot take on Than by yourself! I heard your thoughts in there. Now, I don’t know how you know that it was Than who drove André to punching his boss but please promise me that you will not get revenge.”

 

I paused to catch my breath and remembered what Gabriel told me. “Joe, in order to defeat the darkness and not become dark ourselves, we need to have a pure heart. We are filled with the Light and our motives must always be to speak the Truth and spread the Light.”

 

Joe took several deep breaths while he held me. He stroked my hair and whispered, “I’m sorry, my angel. I didn’t mean to frighten you and you are right. It was just a momentary thought.”

 

I lifted my head and locked eyes with Joe. Tears filled my eyes but I was determined. I bit at my top lip and then whispered, “Promise me you won’t put yourself in harm’s way.” Hot tears spilled down my cheeks.

 

Joe wiped at them and said in a deep, reassuring tone, “I promise, Mary. I promise I won’t be a hothead and I won’t be rash.” Then, he laid his forehead on mine and whispered, “Please don’t cry, darling. Please.”

 

I nodded and whispered, “I would die if I lost you. Than will use you to try to get to me. You are my love, my everything.” My voice cracked. “I would die if I lost you,” I repeated.

 

Joe shook my shoulders a little and looked deep into my eyes. “Listen to me, Mary, you will never lose me! Do you hear me? I am by your side now and forever.”

 

Overcome with emotion, Joe kissed me.

 

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Author Bio: N. N. Light is the husband-wife writing team, commonly known as Mr. N and Mrs. N. Mrs. N. has been creating stories ever since she was little. Her grandfather remembers when she was two years old, she would stand at the top of the stairs and tell him a story filled with emotion (and in a language foreign to him) with her hands on her hips. Let’s just say she was a born storyteller.

 

They’re blissfully happy and love all things chocolate, books, music, movies, art, sports, trains, history, cooking and baking. Their mantra is to spread the Light.

 

Most of the time you can find them on Twitter or getting new ideas on how to spread the Light on Pinterest. They’re a proud member of ASMSG and Independent Author Network.

 

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In addition to being authors, they’re also book promoters/reviewers, social media marketers/influencers and the owners of N. N. Light Author Promotions. They both love books, have ever since they were young. Matching up books and readers is something that gives them great pleasure.

 

50% of the proceeds of Princess of the Light go directly to food banks (US and Canada) in order to feed the hungry and help those in need. With only 7,500 books sold, N. N. Light will be able to set up a monthly endowment for the local food bank.

 

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If You Love #Paranormal + Small Town #Romance, Read the Destiny series by @LiviaQuinn #IARTG


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Enter Middle Earth (Destiny)…you won’t want to leave.

 

Ages ago a pact was made between all the supernatural species – shifters, djinn, dragons, vampires and fae – to protect humans. Just don’t tell the humans…

 

Tempe Pomeroy is a mail carrier and Tempestaerie though she’s been denying her storm powers for most of her life. Now her quickening in upon her and strange things are starting to happen in Destiny.

 

Former Navy pilot Jack Lang took the job as Sheriff of Destiny because he thought it was a quaint, safe, normal small town to raise his teenage daughter, like Mayberry.

 

Turns out Destiny is not Mayberry. Seriously, it’s more like Middle Earth.

 

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Blurb:

I’m Sheriff Jack Lang. After an exciting career as a Navy pilot, Destiny seemed like the perfect place to settle down – safe, sane and secure. But that ship sailed when I met Tempest Pomeroy – sexy redheaded mail lady and trouble magnet. Tempe never fails to test the limits of my patience or the law. Every time I think it’s the last straw, up pops another haystack.

 

My name is Tempest Pomeroy, and my human job is delivering the mail. I’m also a Paramortal like my family, or I’m supposed to be. If I didn’t have a few little talents, I’d think I was adopted. To say I was having a bad day would be like saying Katrina dropped a little rain on New Orleans. My brother’s genie bottle is missing, my mother’s AWOL, and the sheriff and my ex-lover are squaring off like yard dogs staking a claim over a poodle. I am no one’s poodle. I’ve denied my heritage for most of my life but all this chaos is a sign of my quickening Tempestaerie power.

 

Oh, and the sheriff? He thinks he’s settled in a normal, quaint small town—like Mayberry?! We’ll see how that turns out… Things better settle down soon, ‘cause I’m about to go…Storm Crazy.

 

Excerpt:

 

I heard a quiet click of metal behind me, spun around and swallowed a startled gasp. I was staring into the barrel of a mean looking gun, and at the other end of that rigid grip was an even meaner looking Jack Lang, the one I hadn’t met until now, a cold-as-ice predator. His knuckles were white but his arm was steady as a granite mountain.

 

“Where’s…my…daughter?” he growled. One eye actually twitched as silver eyes whitened into pure frost. If he was trying to scare me, he’d succeeded.

 

A sound rumbled up from his chest like that of an animal. “What have you done with Jordie?”

 

Recognition came in a flash. I smacked my hand against my forehead. “I knew I recognized her.”

 

His eyes seemed to take on an angular appearance, brows winging up, but the gun never wavered. “Woman, you’d better start talking or you’re not going to like my next move.”

 

Not an animal—a papa-bear.

 

I’m sorry.”

 

He gave a snarl of pain and grabbed me. “What do you mean you’re sorry?”

 

“I mean…” I squirmed in his bruising grip… ”I’m sorry I didn’t put it together.”

 

He roared, “What the hell are you talking about? Where is Jor—”

 

“She’s at your parents’.” It finally dawned on me; he thought I’d kidnapped his daughter. Zeus’ newborn godling!

 

“You’re lying. I was just there.” He recoiled when I put my hand on his arm, but thankfully, he was professional enough not to pull the trigger. My guess: he was probably tempted.

 

“Call her,” I suggested.

 

He pointed his finger at me and said, “You. Don’t. Move.”

 

This time, I obeyed.

 

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Cry Me a River

 

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Isn’t it just like a man to exit a relationship when he finds out a woman has a few little secrets?

 

The last time I saw Sheriff Lang, he got his first glimpse of my Paramortal “talents” – a few measly bolts of lightning aimed … in his general direction. He’s finally on board with our search for my brother but time is running out. In the course of the investigation we’ve gone from attraction to suspicion, support to friendship, romance to oh-my-god-get-away-from-me revulsion.

 

Jack’s an ex-Navy pilot. He says he wants to know “everything”. But after we answer his questions, he’ll probably grab his daughter and take the first jet out of Middle Earth. Oh, he may stick around, help me save my brother and discover the whereabouts of my parents, but I doubt he’ll still want to take me to the Mardi Gras ball, once he knows “everything”. There’s a lot of everything

 

 

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“What’s a Tempest fairy?” I asked her finally.

 

“Tempestaerie,” she corrected. “A major Tempestaerie can control the elements, air and water, though they will have some influence over fire and earth. Thus—my rain and lightning bolts, such as they are. Minor Tempestaeries like Paige have no significant talent.”

 

“Is that an honest assessment or just two kittens fighting over the milk?” I asked.

 

“Tempe’s understating her potential, Jack.” Dylan said, “In the past they’ve been known to call down asteroids.”

 

That got my attention.

 

Tempe shrugged. “It’s not all catastrophic drama though. A storm faerie, as we’ve been called, can turn into anything associated with weather.” She was quiet for a minute then her gaze met mine, her voice turned soft, sad. “I just remembered—when I was in my first week at school I think, it had been raining for days—the principal’s assistant came to my teacher and handed her a pair of black boots. There was a note in them from my mother. It said, “So your little feet will be dry and I can keep my girl close.” Her eyebrows dipped as tears flooded her eyes. “She’d turned into a pair of boots, and I walked around with her on my feet all day… long.”

 

Aurora said, “It was all Phoebe could get away with—”

 

A few splats of water were the only warning we had before a gentle rain began to fall on every surface of Aurora’s workroom. “Oh, dear. It’s getting quite unpredictable,” Aurora said as she wiped the rain from her eyes.

 

Dylan seemed to be out of patience. He rose advancing on me, staring me down with just a hint of grizzly-face. I rose standing toe to toe while the anger in his eyes sparked. I suspected it was directed mostly at himself. He cared for Tempe and the people here. I respected that. “You in or out, Lang?”

 

I knew my answer but I had a statement to make as well. “Show me your other—what did you call it, your Para—” The air bubbled around Dylan making it hard to discern any of his features, then the dressed in black, dark and deadly man standing eye to eye with me blurred once again into an eight-foot shaggy Sasquatch. His huge paws hung at his side, level with my shoulders.

 

I studied his furry-face, the slavering mouth, the intelligent black eyes. “Turn around,” I ordered.

 

The creature’s head tilted as if to say, Really? but turned as I reached out and tugged on his fur. A sound like a growl escaped and an image from the previous week resurfaced. “I saw you on Grand Pied Boulevard the morning after… damn,” I shook my head. “Grand Pied. French, for big foot—”

 

A bark escaped the massive jaws and the Finrir’s eyes glinted with laughter.

 

The air shifted as Dylan turned back, and I was face to face with the man again.

 

“So, you’re in.” Dylan’s voice sounded deeper, as if his vocal chords hadn’t quite made it from growl mode to human. Scratch that, not human.

 

“It’s a lot to take in…”

 

“And no time to play catch up,” said Dylan.

 

Tempe had stiffened, but visibly relaxed when I asked, “Where do we go from here?”

 

“We find River and take care of whoever is responsible.”

 

“Who do you think killed the Nucklevay?”

 

Dylan corrected, “Nucklavee. I’m not sure. Paige and her partners, Phoebe’s protectors, some other entity—human even—though not likely.”

 

“A human, go figure,” I muttered. I’d come a long way in two weeks… Light years.

 

 

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Eve of Chaos

 

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“You vill meet a dahk dangerrous sttrrangah…”  Aurora predicted at the Mardi Gras ball, and as if someone left their Swords of War video game on “share” in a parallel universe, he walked in. Conor de Sept Flambe´— the Dark Knight they’d dubbed him—with his dark gleaming muscles, the distinctive leathery tattoos across his shoulders, armored boots and magnificent flashing swords.

 

“Where did he get those swords?” Montana asked, drooling. She’d been unable to force her eyes away from him all evening. Then he’d walked across the ballroom floor, parting the crowd like Moses through the Red Sea, and asked her to dance. Turns out, he’s quite the music lover. He said he wanted to show her some of his moves. Right! Her Dinnshencha warrior wasn’t born yesterday… There’s more to this Knight than meets the eye, and he’s quite an eyeful. Recognizing her diminishing strength, he offers to prepare her for the Chaos, twenty-four hours when many Paramortals would lose their power.

 

Sheriff Jack Lang knows something’s afoot with Conor’s appearance in Destiny. Crazies are coming out of the woodwork, Paramortals are losing their abilities, and dispositions going AWOL, Jack wants to know who will be left standing beside him when the Para-moon begins. If Flambe´ is what Jack thinks he is, the good guys might have a chance. If not, they’ll be in deep… trouble.  Where’s an F-18 when you need one?

 

 

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The chatter around us quieted suddenly. Montana and Jack looked over my shoulder.

Montana hissed behind me, a sound I’d never heard from her. “Mother of all the gods! Who is that?”

 

We turned as the elder at the door called out, “Conor de Sept-Flambe, Knight of his Majesty’s realm.”

 

Jack stiffened and muttered, “Which Majesty?”

 

“What realm?” I wondered aloud.

 

“Where’d he get those damn swords?” breathed Montana behind me. Leave it to a warrior goddess to appreciate and hone in on the most obvious feature of the newcomer’s costume.

 

The—it seemed lacking somehow to call him a man though he appeared to be, but I could see why both of them had reacted to the stranger.

 

He wore a beautiful black and red mask, which was slightly reptilian in design, strapped around his shoulder length black hair. He was shirtless and radiated danger with intricate red and black tattoos that resembled bat wings across his shoulders and triceps. He didn’t need a costume t-shirt with abs painted on it. The ridges of his torso indicated strength and discipline. Matching leather strips banded his bulging biceps and matched the jagged hemmed samurai pants floating about his muscular calves.

 

“Looks like someone left their video game on too long,” said Jack.

 

The Knight Flambe did indeed look like he’d walked straight from the Martial Arts/Samurai Assassin video game into the Grand Ball. His boots were exquisitely tooled silver and bronze, with a belt of the same metals, which glimmered flat against his lower abdomen. When he turned to hand his invitation to the elder there was a collective murmur and Jack made a low guttural sound.

 

Two long deadly looking gold and silver swords crisscrossed his back and seemed to shoot fire with each movement down their jagged twisting length. As he listened to the announcement, the knight’s hands, girded at the wrist in pewter, bronze and gold to the elbows, fisted and relaxed, making the tendons flex from elbow to chest. Whew!

 

Montana stood like a statue of a Valkyrie, her hands clenching and unclenching, piercing cobalt eyes locked on the figure dressed in precious metals, leather and a lot of bronzed skin. Menori reacted restlessly to the dark knight.

 

So did Jack. It was as if they were meeting as equals on some arena of war—not as I’d described him and Dylan—like dogs fighting over their Poodle. This was something elemental, as if they knew each other at their core. It lasted mere seconds but it was as if time during those few seconds amplified, expanded to push away all other sounds and only those of us who saw, felt, and understood, well, I didn’t understand except to know that something of impetus had passed between them.

 

Party sounds filtered in again from the other room and the Knight Flambe’ took three deliberate steps off the platform, glancing toward Montana and away. His sharp predatory gaze met each attendee briefly, making each person acknowledge his presence, like he was studying them one by one and simultaneously erasing himself from their minds. I shook my head. We’d had our share of supernaturals, but this powerful looking ‘soldier’, a sexy sword-wielding samurai warrior… it was a first.

 

The newcomer bowed and walked deliberately through the crowd, which parted like the Red Sea for the Israelites, to give him and his swords an unencumbered path to the bar. Montana devoured him with her eyes. She had not moved since he walked in the door. Interesting.

 

“Reckon that’s a costume? Or is he some kind of knight in shining armor?” I asked.

 

Jack said, “He doesn’t seem the type.”

 

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Blame It on the Moon

 

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It’s the height of the Para-moon and Jack is up to his ‘six’ in alligators. Defending those weaker than himself is in his DNA which is what made him become a Navy pilot. But who is he kidding? Alligators he could handle! Supernatural bad guys… and ragtag doesn’t begin to describe his band of temporary ’heroes’. If he had to go to war with the troup that showed up at dawn, he might as well start cutting up white sheets and attaching them to garden stakes.

 

There’s little time to worry about his future with Tempe as one crisis after another raises its head. He must find a healer for Dylan, relocate a lost elemental, make a formal request for help from the Fae, figure out what the hell his crazy ex Georgeanne is up to, and – very important – keep the humans in the dark. If worse comes to worse, he has a dragon on his side and a few surprises up his sleeve, “Yippe, ki, yi…”

 

But a lot can happen in twenty-four hours and things… don’t always go as planned.

 
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Montana

 

What? I can be humble…

 

“Um, I know you’d prefer to eat me more than listen to me, or divide me up with the clan…”

 

Petre growled, “I don’t share…”

 

I heard Conor swords slip out of their sheaths. Petre’s posture relaxed slightly. I said, “I was asked to inform you of the Chaos and beg your assistance.” Petre’s eyes flared and the view of his teeth became more prominent as he gave what I assumed – that comment seemed to give him particular pleasure.

 

And if birds could be said to roll their eyes, I would swear that’s what Petre’s Queen had aimed in his direction. Then Petre said, “Kneel, vampire.”

 

It wasn’t my imagination. The crowd of nasty looking fairies thought this conversation was the appetizer to the main course. My snide comment about the shakedown earlier might come back to bite me—literally. I’d have to be more careful in the future and more aware of species customs—if I made it past the next sixty-seconds. A tiny voice in my head, I’d like to think that was Arabella as well, said I’d been getting my way for too long.

 

“Uhnn…your highness, I’m sorry about my earlier insensitive comment. We could really—”

 

Petre shook his head no and drool escaped the toothy grins of some of the fae’s lips. He extended a hand that looked like a giant spider with its disjointed digits and large knuckles, and pointed the longest of four fingers at the floor.

 

I groaned inwardly and looked at Conor, who simply leaned on his giant sword and shrugged. I could almost hear him thinking, “Needs must”. Yeah, yeah.

 

Okay, what’s a little humble pie if it keeps you from being torn apart by a bunch of crazed fae? Watch them carefully, I knelt on the stone floor feeling the thrum of energy vibrating through the floor in pulsing waves.

 

“Can we talk now?” I asked Petre, beginning to get concerned.

 

He studied me briefly then satisfied, asked,”What were the exact words the Tempestaerie used?”

 

I repeated Phoebe’s message verbatim. “Vazar Aquilei vel Aq-ligea meile.” It was the old Paramortal language, to paraphrase it meant, Fae, get your asses over here and defend your Paramortal brothers. I waited for a signal from the fae King that my message has been accepted.

 

Subtle changes took place on his features and in the room’s atmosphere. It wouldn’t have been noticeable to most beings but I felt the shift from pure antagonism to something more positive. Petre said in his even, kingly voice,”Rise, Bratislava.”

 

Surprised that he knew my real name I looked at him. He was once again beautiful and if not cheerful, at least he looked hospitable, like he could skip the vampire au gratin.

 

Arabella appeared at my side in her fairy queen body. I wondered if Conor was affected by the Queen’s beauty or their glamour but when I looked his way, he remained impassive. He was really good.

 

 

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Take These Broken Wings

 

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Strap in! ‘cause it’s a wild ride through Destiny, or should I say Middle Earth…

 

Five months ago, Sheriff Jack Lang would have sworn there were no such things as vampires, tempestaeries, djinn or dragons. That was before he met Tempest Pomeroy, his sexy redheaded mail lady and… trouble magnet. He’d fallen for her before he found out about her “special abilities”. But that wasn’t what turned his life upside down.

 

No, to say Jack’s world had gone FUBAR was like saying Wolverine’s fingernails were long enough for a manicure.

 

Tempe had been afraid her supernatural nature would be a problem for Jack, who’d mistaken Destiny for a “normal” safe small town, but that didn’t explain why he’d left her in favor of haunting the highest levees in the parish. She knew he’d received a shock, but what was it going to take to get him to return to his life – and to her? A stubborn man is one thing; a grumpy, depressed twenty-ton dragon is a bit more of a challenge…

 
Excerpt

Tempe

 

“Aiy-yy…”

 

The long cry intensified as it grew closer. Then a bright silver streak whizzed by me, the reason for the sound now apparent.

 

I watched my boyfriend, a silver dragon, run toward the top of the levee at full speed—it was more like a clumsy lope—and leap, sun sparkling like diamonds from his crystalline scales before he disappeared from sight. The sound cutoff abruptly and was followed by a huge splash. Zeus’ missing molars!

 

I made it to the crown of the levee just in time to watch Jack plummet, wings flapping furiously—to no avail—into the river below. “Below” wasn’t that far and “river” was too generous a word for the swampy backwater where he now sat, covered in duck weed and gumbo looking like a dejected dragon on a Saturday morning TV show. And tired. Poor baby.

 

His handsome dragon face turned up at me, beautiful silver green eyes revealing more than a little distress. I’d thought he could shift, but he hadn’t. Instead he pushed up out of the muck, his enormous backside making a loud wet swhuuuck as the gumbo released its hold.

 

I stood out of the line of fire while he gave a mighty shake and great globs of slimy mud flew in all directions, leaving his scales sparkling and shiny once again. At least he was getting a grasp of some aspects of his change, or it was instinct. His powerful hind legs lifted from the swampy water and one step at a time he walked toward me, then hopped up onto the bank. The ground quaked. I widened my stance to keep from falling over. From my position on the levee I was nearly eye level with him.

 

“No luck, huh?” I asked.

 

He opened his mouth to speak and remembered he wasn’t able to, yet. Our dragon friend, Conor, seemed to think speaking in his shifted form would come in time. Jack shook his crystal-bright head and rainbows bounced off the water.

 

“That sucks,” I said, shading my eyes. He glared at me and I shrugged. “Sorry, no pun intended.” He turned away.

 

A trudging dragon is a sorry sight. All of his frustration and uncertainty was apparent in the slump of his massive dragon shoulders, in the way his wings dropped to his sides, and in the ground-shaking thump of his feet. For a second I thought about having a t-shirt made for him with MY BUTT IS DRAGGIN’ emblazoned on the front. I’m really not that mean, just as frustrated as my man.

 

“Jack. Wait.” I ran down the levee after him as he plodded, a fatalistic air to his stride. Boom…thud, boom…thud.

 

Jack’s problem, the disappointment that was eating at him after the initial hope that had helped him come to terms with his dragonness, was that he couldn’t fly. He simply could not believe that a former Navy jet pilot-turned-dragon would not be a flying dragon. And obviously, it wasn’t for lack of trying.

 

I’d never forget the first time I saw him in his backyard under the moonlight looking alternately disconcerted and elated. He denied the elated part right off, because it simply wouldn’t do to admit that as much as he wanted to fly again, admitting to the desire to fly as a dragon would just not do. First, he had to admit he was a dragon. Maybe I could find him a dragons anonymous meeting. His problem is denial. Jack is old hands with the emotion.

 

I watched his steady progress toward the woods. He’d apparently given up for the day. The sun was rising and humans would be about. I wished he’d return to his job as sheriff of Destiny. That and his parental responsibilities would keep him grounded. Oh, Zeus, another pun.

 

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There’s a new supe in Destiny. She sauntered into the Moat of Morpheus¾ a redheaded violet-eyed warrior carrying a giant head-splitter of a sword and wielding it with magic. Her name was Cinder. River felt an immediate attraction as well as a lifting of the despair that had been his only companion for months. But it was short lived.

 

She was there to kill a dragonhunter and she accused River of hiding the truth about him. Turns out, she was right. River had a secret and his own reasons for remaining quiet. If he couldn’t break free from the villain’s control, there would be devastating consequences for his family and ultimately, the other Paramortals.

 

After his sister and the dragon sheriff go missing, River and Cinder join forces. But history has a way of coming full circle and echoes from their past bring a shattering revelation about their Paramortal family and the dragonhunter’s true identity, a perspective neither of them could have anticipated. Can they forgive the past to overcome their common enemy or will the news tear their relationship and the Paramortals apart forever?

 

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River was deathly sick of hanging out at bars, especially this one. He didn’t know if the depression and fatalism that had absorbed all his thoughts had started before he’d found out about the enthrallment, or if they were a product of the company he was keeping, miscreants, killers, thieves, variants, whose main goal was to destroy Paramortals. They had no compunctions about who they used or how. Case in point… his ‘brother’. He’d become numb to them, apathetic about their open hostility and uncaring about their jibes.

 

“He may be the son of the greatest Djinn, but look at him. He’s a wastrel,” said a dark fae. “We could take him.”

 

River had spent a small amount of energy to beat back their rhetoric though he hadn’t much cared. What was wrong with him? He remembered enough to know he was different.

 

Maybe his strange response to the sexy red dragon had temporarily awakened his sensibilities, and his moral compass. Yes, he’d felt it when she was close to him. Where was she? She could be trying again at this very moment to take Styx’ head.

 

He wished. At least, he knew he should and could wish for that very outcome. If it were that simple, it would be done. Over. Fini. But Djinn couldn’t grant their own wishes.

 

Something pressed again at the corner of his mind. The times he’d been close to her… it was almost as if her presence countered the emotional effects of the enthrallment. He’d felt bewitched by her that first time. He set his glass down. Maybe he could test his theory.

 

A harried voice from the other end of the bar drew River’s attention. “Eh, mate, ah need a cold one, and fast. Ma feet ‘er burnin’. The water is near boilin’ out ther’ and the sand ain’t much bettuh. It’s turned to glass in some places, eh?”

 

Two creatures scooted their chairs back and walked toward the exit, curious to see this phenomenon. River frowned. What could make water boil and sand turn to glass?

 

Dragon fire for one.

 

He passed the scruffy looking were, reptilian if his webbed feet were any indication, and strode quickly down the tunnel after the other two.

 

He sensed her presence on the Isle as soon as he exited the tunnel. Djinn radar was keen or… well, there was something special about her. Finding a small crowd gathered not a hundred yards from the Moat, he merely stood behind them, tall enough to watch the action over their heads. He wasn’t the only one mesmerized by the display she was putting on.

 

She was as bright as the sun, majestic, with her feet planted in the sand, her neck stretched out, creating a large circle of brilliant blue flame. Several short blasts were accompanied by her large claws kicking the sand. She aimed the next blast down the beach away from the crowd, obviously aware of her audience and taking care with them, but she was just as obviously in a snit.

 

He laughed. And everyone on the beach turned. Djinn were renowned for their thunderous voices and boisterous laughter going back to ancient times. It went with their gregarious personalities and strong connection to the elements. But this wasn’t something anyone had heard from River, ever. Dutch¾but never River. Some had begun to question if they were even related.

 

They weren’t the only ones paying attention. The red dragon had stopped mid breath and turned her haughty glare on him, which made him laugh even harder. Efrit, she was mad because he was interrupting her tantrum.

 

She lowered her head and lifted her powerful legs, planting one foot in front of the other as the crowd parted, watching, fascinated by the play in front of them, forgetting their fear and the heat. This was going to be entertaining.

 

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Hi, I’m Livia Quinn. With a lifelong fascination (read that: phobia) of storms, and living in Louisiana where severe weather is a part of life, it was only natural that it would play a big part in my world. The farther east you go the more weather you see and the less paranormal the stories are. But that doesn’t mean there’s no magic. What would life be like without a little magic?

 

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What if you woke up one morning and realized that you were the chosen Princess of the Light?

 

What would you do?  Would you quit your job and contact every religious leader in the world and announce your arrival?  Would you keep it quiet and not tell anyone?

 

Hello, my name is Mary and I am just like you.  A normal person who God happened to choose to help the world.  I was skeptical at first but you can’t deny a miracle when you witness it.

 

I don’t expect you to believe me.  But just you wait and see…

 

Princess

 

Title: Princess of the Light

 

Author: N. N. Light

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Supernatural, Spiritual Romance

 

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Mary’s the Princess of the Light but her only hope is to make a pact with her enemy.

 

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Mary Miller receives a startling visitation from Gabriel, the Messenger of God. The Archangel reveals an astounding truth–Mary is the Princess of the Light and even more amazing, her destiny is to battle Lucifer’s army of demons and restore the balance of good and evil on Earth. It’s getting harder to fulfill her new role and keep her identity secret while juggling her personal life, and when Than, Lucifer’s second in command, amps up the attacks on her, she knows she needs help.

 

Joe Deacons is everything she’s ever wanted in a man. And as providence would have it, in a moment of great need, he’s the Warrior of Light–the one who can help her defeat the forces of darkness.

 

Not so simple when they confront Lisbeth, a demon hell-bent on usurping Than and Lucifer himself.  When Lisbeth wages war and several innocent people die, Mary must form an alliance with her enemy in order to destroy her.  But will this be a grave error or the choice that saves their world?

 

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Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my skin glowing. What on earth? Gasping and looking around, I wondered if anyone else could see the purplish glow.

 

“Princess?” Gabriel’s voice echoed in my head.

 

When I turned around and saw Gabriel behind me, I smiled. “I’m glowing,” I exclaimed happily, then asked, “Is that normal? Can others see my glow?” I added in a whisper.

 

“Princess, you’ll find that people will see you in many different ways. Most will be drawn to you—not knowing why—and you’ll help them see the Light.”

 

I nodded in understanding. Then it dawned on me that Gabriel was wearing clothes—a plain, grey hoodie and blue jeans. Where was his heavenly attire and wings?

 

Gabriel chuckled. “I can appear human when the moment arises.” Wait. He can read my thoughts?

 

I wondered what else he’d heard. So, he could appear however he wished and he could read my thoughts… Great.

 

I know this is coming at you fast, but please don’t be afraid. You’ll quickly adjust, and soon you won’t even think about it. I heard Gabriel’s words in my head, but his mouth remained in a kind smile.

 

“You met André earlier.” Gabriel said, aloud this time, getting right to the point.

 

I nodded. “Yes.”

 

“André’s story is a sad one. Let this be your first task as the Princess of the Light: Help André.”

 

“How can I help?” He seemed to shun people and any contact whatsoever.

 

“You will, because it’s His will. Do you doubt?” Gabriel paused. “I will be near you at all times,” he reassured me.

 

I shook my head. “I don’t doubt. It’s just… I don’t know how I can help.” Truthfully, there was more to it than even that. What if I failed? What if I couldn’t help André because of my own short comings?

 

I sighed.

 

Gabriel looked at me and simply smiled. “Remember you carry the Light. It is in you to do. But first you have to believe. Do you?”

 

He was asking the faith question. I certainly believed in the Lord and His magnificent power. “Yes,” I said. “I have faith and I trust in God. With you as my guide and the Lord leading me, I can do it.” Now, if only I believed that last part.

 

“Concentrate on the Light within you and imagine your Light is easing his pain,” he said. Gabriel then turned me back toward to the sidewalk and pointed down a little ways.

 

I guess we weren’t going to have a discussion first. We were just going to get started.

 

About five hundred yards away, the Walking Man—André, I corrected myself—was on the sidewalk. He appeared to be talking to himself.

 

What should I do?

 

Gabriel’s voice echoed back in my head, The Light in you can heal. It can take away darkness. It reveals Truth. Truth cannot be destroyed. Your enemy may twist it, hide it under a blanket of darkness, and even laugh at it. But he cannot destroy it.

 

I nodded, trying to create a mantra in my head: I’m the Princess of the Light. I’m the Carrier of the Light, and Light reveals Truth. I can do this. I concentrated hard on the Walking Man, lifted my arm and prayed, Let the Light enter André and ease his suffering.

 

Suddenly, what looked like purple lightning bolts shot out of my palm and seemed to enter his chest. Whoa, what was that?

 

I spun around to ask Gabriel, but he was gone.

 

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The Ghost Chronicles, Book 1 by @MarloBerliner #YA #Paranormal #bookreview


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Title: The Ghost Chronicles, Book 1

Author: Marlo Berliner

Genre: Upper YA Paranormal with Adult Crossover Appeal

 

Book Blurb:

Can Michael get to heaven before the devil gets him first, and if it means leaving Sarah is he sure he still wants to go?

 

Michael Andrews had everything – a loving family, a great girlfriend and a promising basketball career. That was before the accident that took his life. Now, he’s a ghost, wandering among the living, struggling to understand why he’s stuck. All he wants is to move on.

 

That is until he meets Sarah, an attractive young girl who died just as tragically as he did. The only trouble is falling in love and binding oneself to another soul is forbidden, for it may keep one or both of the souls bound to earth for longer than they should be.

 

To make matters worse, there’s also a danger in going too far with Sarah, because the “joining” of two souls in the afterlife is also strictly forbidden and they don’t know what will happen if they do go that far. Each time they touch they can feel the boundaries of their energies slipping perilously into one another.

 

Things get even more complicated as Michael learns he’s being pursued. Demons are after him because he’s a marked soul, a soul the devil wants very badly for some unknown reason.

 

So, maybe falling in love in the afterlife isn’t such a good idea.

 

 

My Review:

Michael Andrews has a charmed life, that is, until his young life is cut short due to an accident. But contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t move on to Heaven or Hell; he’s roaming haplessly among the living. Not sure what to do or how to feel, he clings to the past and pines for the future he’ll never get. But then he meets Tom who becomes like a mentor to him. He discovers he’s got the Devil on his tail, hunting him down to drag him into Hell. Just when the afterlife was getting interesting…

 

Michael on the run when he bumps into Sarah, a ghost just like him, and they instantly connect. Can two spirits fall in love? Anything is possible but it’s against the ghostly rules. Is their love affair over before it starts and why does the Devil want his soul so badly?

 

I’m a huge paranormal fan and this ghostly tale, while not scary in any way, sheds light on what the afterlife might be like. Confusing, sad, overwhelming, happy, are some of the emotions portrayed which made me think long after I finished the book.

 

I took a full star off my rating for the abrupt ending. I know that this is book one in the series but for me to read the next one, there needs to be some kind of conclusion, a plot arc closed, something. Disappointing.

 

I loved the backdrop of New Jersey and the author’s descriptive narration transported me. The world-building in The Ghost Chronicles, while not 100% original, suspended my disbelief completely. I was completely taken into Michael’s head through his POV and his reactions made it an excellent read. The romance, while sweet, made me smile. Michael and Sarah are so cute together, exploring love and desire as ghosts.

 

If you love paranormal with a touching romance, pick this up today. I look forward to reading book two and seeing what happens next.

 

Favorite Character/Quote: “To be warm again, to tingle again, to feel again, these sensations were so familiar, yet already so forgotten.”

 

My Rating: 4 stars

 

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Author Biography:

Marlo Berliner is the award-winning author of THE GHOST CHRONICLES, her debut book which was released in November 2015 to critical acclaim. The book won the 2016 NJRW Golden Leaf Award for Best First Book, was named a FINALIST in the National Indie Excellence Awards for Young Adult Fiction, received the Literary Classics Seal of Approval, and was awarded a B.R.A.G. Medallion. Marlo is represented by Eric Ruben of the Ruben Agency and she writes young adult, women’s fiction, and short stories. Marlo is also a freelance editor with Chimera Editing. Her second book, THE GHOST CHRONICLES BOOK 2, will be released in August 2017.

 

When she’s not writing or editing, Marlo loves reading, relaxing at the beach, watching movies, and rooting for the Penn State Nittany Lions. After having spent some wonderful time in Pittsburgh and Houston, she’s now back in her home state of New Jersey where she resides with her husband, two sons, and a rambunctious puppy named Max.

 

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Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

It’s #Paranormal/ #ParanormalRomance Day on the #POTL Blog! #books #FridayReads #amreading


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Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Book Round-Up. It’s Paranormal/Paranormal Romance Day here on the POTL Blog (review to come later this morning) and I wanted to share with you my top seven all-time favorite paranormal/paranormal romance series. They’re not in any particular order (other than me remembering them) and I highly recommend them. The book titles are for the first book in the series. I’d love to hear your favorites so please comment below.

 

Midnight Crossroad (A Novel of Midnight, Texas Book 1) by Charlaine Harris

Welcome to Midnight, Texas, a town with many boarded-up windows and few full-time inhabitants, located at the crossing of Witch Light Road and the Davy highway. It’s a pretty standard dried-up western town.

 

There’s a pawnshop with three residents. One is seen only at night. There’s a diner, but people stopping there tend not to linger. There’s a newcomer, Manfred Bernardo, who just wants to work hard and blend in. But Manfred has secrets of his own…

 

Lucifer’s Daughter (Princess of Hell Book 1) by Eve Langlais

It drives my dad nuts I’m such a goody two shoes, but the fact that I’m a virgin makes smoke pour from his ears. See, I’m determined to save myself for love, but daddy dear, more commonly known as Lucifer, just wants me to stop being an embarrassment. Would it kill you to sin a little?

Maybe he’ll get his wish because I met an intriguing hunk last night in my bar. Could he be the one? He certainly melts my panties like marshmallows over the coals of Hell, but do I dare trust him? My last boyfriend thought he’d gain infamy by killing me. He’s infamous all right. Dad had him mounted on a wall, his version of modern art titled, ‘Touch my baby girl and die’. Cute in a twisted way.

My love life isn’t the only thing I’ve got to worry about. There’s someone threatening the denizens of Hell, and while my daddy says to not worry my pretty little head about it, I an involved because whoever is behind the attacks keeps coming after me.

Bring it. I’m not afraid. Being a princess of Hell means that sometimes I have to grab a demon by the horns and slap it around. It’s what keeps my ass looking great.

Nothing in my life is ever simple, and I blame that on my dad, Lucifer. Assassination attempts, hellhounds, and a rebellion in Hell? A piece of cake compared to the turmoil in my heart. No one ever told me love would be the toughest battle of all.

 

Sanguinary (Night Shift Book 1) by Margo Bond Collins

Detective Cami Davis and her sexy, cowboy-turned-vampire informant are all that’s standing between humanity and monsters who would rule the world—and all that’s standing between them having a torrid love affair is the fact that he’s an enemy of humanity.

 

THROUGH DARKEST TEMPTATION

 

When Dallas police detective Cami Davis joined the city’s vampire unit, she planned to use the job as a stepping-stone to a better position in the department. She didn’t know then what she knows now: A silent war rages between humans and their supposedly pacified predators, and the vampires are winning. With the clock running out on her kind, Cami will do whatever she must to defeat the “Sanguinary.”

 

Enter Reese Fulton, a disaffected ex-cop and a vampire. She can’t exactly trust him, but with his cowboy boots and good-ole-boy drawl he’s the perfect beard for Cami’s fledgling undercover operation. Yet playing Reese’s Claimed—a vampire’s personal bloodgiver—isn’t as straightforward as she was led to believe. His bite is as enthralling as his dimpled smile, and soon Cami is wondering which will pose more of a challenge: subduing the enemies of humanity…or her own desire.

 

Bitten (Women of the Otherworld) by Kelley Armstrong

An erotically charged, addictive thriller from the future queen of suspense.

Living in Toronto for a year, Elena is leading the normal life she has always dreamed of, including a stable job as a journalist and a nice apartment shared with her boyfriend. As the lone female werewolf in existence, only her secret midnight prowls and her occasional inhuman cravings set her apart. Just one year ago, life was very different. Adopted by the Pack when bitten, Elena had spent years struggling with her resentment at having her life stolen away. Torn between two worlds, and overwhelmed by the new passions coursing through her body, her only option for control was to deny her awakening needs and escape.

But now the Pack has called Elena home to help them fight an alliance of renegade werewolves who are bent on exposing and annihilating the Pack. And although Elena is obliged to rejoin her “family,” she vows not to be swept up in Pack life again, no matter how natural it might feel. She has made her choice. Trouble is, she’s increasingly uncertain if it’s the right one.

An erotically charged thriller, Bitten will awaken the voracious appetite of every reader, as the age-old battle between man and beast, between human and inhuman forces, comes to a head in one small town and within one woman’s body.

 

Raven’s Peak (World on Fire Book 1) by Lincoln Cole

A quiet little mountain town is hiding a big problem. When the townsfolk of Raven’s Peak start acting crazy, Abigail Dressler is called upon to discover the root of the evil affecting people. She uncovers a demonic threat unlike any she’s ever faced and finds herself in a fight just to stay alive.

 

Abigail rescues Haatim Arison from a terrifying fate and discovers that he has a family legacy in the supernatural that he knows nothing about. Now she’s forced to protect him, which is easy, but also to trust him if she wants to save the townsfolk of Raven’s Peak. Trust, however, is something hard to have for someone who grew up living on the knife’s edge of danger.

 

Can they discover the cause of the town’s insanity and put a stop to it before it is too late?

 

Slouch Witch (The Lazy Girl’s Guide To Magic Book 1) by Helen Harper

Hard Work Will Pay Off Later. Laziness Pays Off Now. 

Let’s get one thing straight – Ivy Wilde is not a heroine. In fact, she’s probably the last witch in the world who you’d call if you needed a magical helping hand. If it were down to Ivy, she’d spend all day every day on her sofa where she could watch TV, munch junk food and talk to her feline familiar to her heart’s content.

However, when a bureaucratic disaster ends up with Ivy as the victim of a case of mistaken identity, she’s yanked very unwillingly into Arcane Branch, the investigative department of the Hallowed Order of Magical Enlightenment. Her problems are quadrupled when a valuable object is stolen right from under the Order’s noses.

It doesn’t exactly help that she’s been magically bound to Adeptus Exemptus Raphael Winter. He might have piercing sapphire eyes and a body which a cover model would be proud of but, as far as Ivy’s concerned, he’s a walking advertisement for the joyless perils of too much witch-work.

And if he makes her go to the gym again, she’s definitely going to turn him into a frog.

 

Fugitive of Magic (Dragon’s Gift: The Protector Book 1) by Linsey Hall

In the city of Magic’s Bend, I protect what’s mine. No matter what.

To the world, I’m a just a Conjurer. To my closest friends, I’m a FireSoul–a dangerous Magica with forbidden powers and a dragon’s soul. The downside? If anyone discovers what I am, I’m dead. So I lay low, kicking butt with my weapons, not my magic.

Things get ugly when I witness the murder of a powerful vampire ally and become the key suspect. Soon, I’m hunted by the sexiest, strongest supernatural I’ve ever met. Ares is an unheard of vampire hybrid, and it’s hard to say if he wants to kiss me or kill me.

I’ve got three days to catch the real killer. The bad news? It will take my forbidden magic to succeed. But can I control it, much less keep my secret with Ares watching my every move? Especially when the stakes get ever higher?

I’m used to protecting others…now I have to protect myself.

Fugitive of Magic is a fast-paced fantasy mystery with a kick-butt heroine, a tough hero, and magic that will blow your socks off.

 

 

What’s your favorite paranormal/paranormal romance series? Share in the comments below. Happy Reading!

 

MRS N, Book Addict