Release day–SEDITIOUS The Fourth Novel in @Emily__Guido ‘s The Light-Bearer Series

Today, I have my sweet friend, and a fine writer of paranormal romance, Emily Guido. She’s about to release the fourth novel in her Light-bearer series and I invited her to tell ya’ll a little about it.

Emily Guido's Light-Bearer series

 

SEDITIOUS

The Fourth Novel in The Light-Bearer Series

Seditious by Emily Guido

Synopsis

Seditious is the perfect title for the 4th book in The Light-Bearer Series. This book captures jealously, deceit, and restoration of love flawlessly.

Life at the Castle Charmeine is blissful until reality of the ruling the Elder Council of the Blood-Hunters causes decent. An unexpected depth to both Tabbruis and Dmitri’s personalities humanizes both men.

This novel shows a side to Tabbruis and Charmeine’s relationship which will throw any reader of The Light-Bearer Series off kilter. Seditious is the continuation of their romantic and turbulent love story and mission on Earth to battle Lucifer’s minions!

Lord Cromwell is a lethal Blood-Hunter who has escaped the Elder Council Prison. He sends his beautiful agent to cause destruction to those who live at the Castle Charmeine.

Bathsheba is a deadly, sexy, and vicious siren who threatens Charmeine and Baby Hunter. Not just with her present actions, but, with the past she shares with Tabbruis and Dmitri. However, the family works together to unravel Bathsheba’s deadly secrets.

Just when you think they are in the clear, a more heinous and ominous villain waits in the wings to tear apart our ill-fated lovers, Charmeine and Tabbruis.

Seditious is a heart wrenching and exciting story of passion, betrayal, and redemption you will not want to miss!

Pull-out quote and/or longer excerpt from one of your books

 

Excerpt from SEDITIOUS the Fourth Novel in The Light-Bearer Series

Charmeine knew this beautiful woman was a very powerful Blood-Hunter. She felt Baby Hunter kicking and fought to control her anxiety.

“Ah, yes, very good gentlemen. We have her now.” The mysterious woman told the men in a thick, French accent. She gazed with wide spellbinding eyes at Charmeine. She looked like a cat ready to pounce on her prey.

The man who held Charmeine pushed her to go out the terrace doors.

She knew this was a kidnapping and worried for Baby Hunter. Charmeine struggled to gain some kind of fighting advantage.

The Light-Bearers practiced their self-defense skills with her daughter, Sandra, and worked on how to get out these hand-binding holds. After Charmeine’s encounters with Pascal, she never wanted to feel helpless again.

With speed and accuracy, Charmeine used her power to fly up backwards over the head of the Blood-Hunter. She broke out of his grip. Immediately, she leveled him with a powerful and fierce bolt of white electricity which stunned him into a stupor.

Percival took this opportunity to sweep the legs of the man who held him. He stunned his assailant, and made him fall down in pain with a green charge which ran through his body.

“Use your light for Athena!” Charmeine yelled to Percival.

Percival threw a green lightning bolt at the man who held Athena.

Within a second, the Blood-Hunter was on the ground. A green current cursed through him.

“Halt!” the Blood-Hunter woman demanded.

Charmeine looked up and a hand gun was aimed at her belly.

The woman widened her indigo eyes with her fangs exposed. She threatened, “You really never know where a bullet will go? Do you?” she laughed.

Her maniacal giggles curdled Charmeine’s blood. She could tell the Blood-Hunter woman was telling the truth.

“Yes, the bullet could just land somewhere very unhealthy for your unborn spawn.” She circled Charmeine like a shark swimming around its prey. “Not that hurting spawn of this Light-Bearer scum would matter,” she quipped in a matter-of-fact way.

Charmeine began to feel waves of nausea and fought the urge to be sick.

“The offspring is just a by-product.” With a sinister laugh the woman scoffed, “Yes, a by-product which should be tossed aside and thrown away like the trash it is . . . as soon as we cut it out of you!”

She began to laugh with a vicious tone and stuck the gun in Charmeine’s belly ready to pull the trigger.

Available at Amazon.

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Please answer at least 5 of the following questions:

On a similar note (pun intended), what music (genre, artist, etc.) most inspires your writing?

I like to listen to classical or easy listening music with headphones on. I hate being interrupted while I write, so sometimes, I stay up all night and write.

Which of your own stories is your favorite?

I don’t know if I have a favorite story since it’s a series. However, I would love to have dinner with Dmitri. He is the oldest and wisest of all the Blood-Hunters. But he still is totally gorgeous with long black hair and deep blue hypnotic eyes. He has a sense of humor like you wouldn’t believe. I don’t think Dmitri would like anything else but blood for dinner, but I would chomp on my steak while listening to his interesting stories about his past on Earth and look into his dreamy blue eyes. Totally got a thing for Dmitri, sorry, he is my fav!

 

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Keep writing and know social media to promote your book but also just say to yourself each day this mantra…

It only takes one…

One person to read your book

One person to tell another person about your book

One person to buy your book

And so on…

Tell me about your current work-in-progress and what your plans are for it.

SEDITIOUS is my fourth novel in The Light-Bearer Series and is coming out shortly, published by PDMI Publishing. YEAH! In a month it will be out on pre-sell on Amazon. SEDITIOUS is the perpetuation of Tabbruis and Charmeine’s love affair. They are enjoying life until the reality of ruling the Elder Council and Temple Guards come crashing down on them. Then a sexy, mysterious and gorgeous woman appears at the Castle Charmeine ready to take what she wants by orders of her Master, Lord Cromwell. Twists and turns, ups and downs are in in this novel of passion and redemption.

What is your ultimate goal as a writer? (To write for pleasure? To be a best-selling author? Something else?)

I write strictly for pleasure. Oh yes, I dream of having my books read around the world. However, if I did this for money or to be famous, I would have never gotten this far. My goal is to enjoy and pass on this wonderful story of The Light-Bearer Series! I have spent a lot of money making these books come to life and promoting them. I also network. I have spent hours promoting these books. It is a labor of love, and if I make anything, I just put it back into the books and promotion.

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Author Emily Guido Bio

Emily Guido is Paranormal Romance Author. She was inspired to start writing The Light-Bearer Series because one day she got an idea of two star-crossed lovers which needed to have their story told.

The Light-Bearer Series is Young Adult, Paranormal Romance, with Vampires, Angels, Action and Adventure.

The novels Charmeine, Mactus, Accendo, Seditious, Ransom and Conundrum are the continuation of the wonderful adventures of the inhabitants of The Castle Charmeine!

Emily is currently works for a Fortune 500 Company and has a Master of Business Administration.

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Links to any social media that apply to you (your blog, Twitter, Facebook page, Tumblr, etc.) and buy links.

Emily’s Stalker Links

Emily Guido – Email guido.emily@gmail.com

Emily Guido – Author WEBSITE

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Emily Guido – Author TWITTER

 

Buy links – Amazon

 Seditious is available at Amazon.

CHARMEINE the First Novel in The Light-Bearer Series on Amazon

MACTUS the Second Novel in The Light-Bearer Series on Amazon

ACCENDO the Third Novel in The Light-Bearer Series on Amazon

Coming Soon

 

SEDITIOUS the Fourth Novel in The Light-Bearer Series

RANSOM the Fifth Novel in The Light-Bearer Series

Thanks for being with us today, Emily. And best of luck with SEDITIOUS!

Another Sexy Moment ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors

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Here’s my week’s offering for My Sexy Saturday–another sexy moment.

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Briak shifted behind her and she felt his warm breath on her neck. She gulped and shut the basket. Turning to seek out water, she landed against Briak’s broad chest.

Ianthe blinked up at him, surprised, startled, and pleased all at once. “Hi.”

“Hi,” he said.

“I need to get the water if I’m going to finish this coffee.”

“How do we keep ending up like this?” he said in a soft voice. “Last night you needed egg salad and I was in your way.”

“Yes you were.” Like last night, she didn’t want to do anything about it. Damn her, but she didn’t mind being in Briak’s way.

“You’re always doing stuff for other people.” He nudged a lock of hair out of her eyes. “Do you ever do anything for yourself?”

“Well, there was this one time, but that was before the whole Snow White family debacle.”

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Oops! I think Ianthe’s in trouble. That’s the trouble with cute guys, they tend to make your brain run slower on the important things, don’t they? ;)

 

 Changeling's Crown; fairy godmother; paranormal romanceChangeling’s Crown:
genre: upper YA/New Adult Paranormal sweet Romance

Blurb:

When Ianthe began her career as a faery godmother, she stumbled so badly that Snow White will probably never speak to her again. After a long suspension, she’s finally been given a chance to redeem herself…but everything on this latest assignment is going wrong.

But why?

Worse, she definitely doesn’t need an attractive mortal man distracting her from her duties. Of course, needs and wants are two different things.

Briak has had his eye on Ianthe for a very, very long time, but he’s been waiting for just the right moment to make his move. Despite the fact all hell’s about to break loose on his watch, he can’t resist the opportunity to insert himself into her earthly assignment. Can he convince Ianthe of her true calling and thereby win her heart? Or will his subterfuge ultimately cost him her love?

Changeling’s Crown is available at Amazon, Amazon–other worldwide venues, Barnes and Noble, Itunes, Smashwords, and in paperback from Createspace.

And for more Sexy Saturday posts see the main site, here.

Launching…Michael S. Fedison’s The Eye-dancers in paperback

I’ve been following Michael S. Fedison and his intriguing novel The Eye-Dancers for a while now, so when he told me he had a new edition of it, I asked him to come tell you, my readers, a little more about it.  He kindly agreed. Michael, you have the floor….

The Eye-Dancers, a Young Adult sci-fi/fantasy novel that explores the very concept of what we term “reality,” has been available as an ebook since late 2012, and while it was a great feeling releasing the novel as an ebook, it is especially rewarding at this time to release it in paperback form.
What is The Eye-Dancers about?  Here is a quick synopsis! . . .

The Eye-Dancers by Michael S. FedisonSeventh-grader Mitchell Brant and three of his classmates inexplicably wake up at the back edge of a softball field to the sounds of a game, the cheering of the crowd. None of them remembers coming here. And as they soon learn, “here” is like no place they’ve ever seen. Cars resemble antiques from the 1950s. There are no cell phones, no PCs. Even the spelling of words is slightly off.

A compulsive liar, constantly telling fantastic stories to garner attention and approval, Mitchell can only wish this were just one more of his tall tales. But it isn’t. It’s all too real. Together, as they confront unexpected and life-threatening dangers, Mitchell and his friends must overcome their bickering and insecurities to learn what happened, where they are, and how to get back home.

The answers can be found only in the mysterious little girl with the blue, hypnotic eyes. The one they had each dreamed of three nights in a row before arriving here. She is their only hope. And, as they eventually discover, they are her only hope.

And time is running out.

I also wanted to include an excerpt.  What follows is a portion of the opening sequence in the novel . . .

Peering out his bedroom window, his eyes flattened into squinting slits, Mitchell Brant saw her.

“No,” he said.  “It can’t be her.  It can’t be.”

But it was.  She had come again.

He looked away, at the night-shadows on the floor, at the sheets jumbled and strewn on his bed.  Maybe she wasn’t really out there.  Maybe it was just an illusion, some odd distortion of the light.

He looked out the window.

She was still there.

He felt the fine hairs at the nape of his neck stand up.  Gooseflesh, cold against the stifling humidity filtering in through the open window, speckled his forearms.

The girl was standing under the streetlamp, looking straight in at him—the same way she had last night and the night before.  She was just a child, probably no more than seven years old—his sister’s age.  What was she doing out in the street, alone, well past midnight?  Was she a runaway?  And why had she come three nights in a row?

I asked Michael a few questions about the book, here’s what he said. :)

What inspired the story of The Eye-Dancers?

Michael: Actually, the germ of the idea began decades ago!  When I was in high school, I had a nightmare I never did forget.  In the dream, there was a little girl, maybe seven years old, standing out in the road, beneath the street lamp.  The light from the lamp streamed right through her–she was more ghost than girl.  In the dream, I was looking out through my bedroom window, and she saw me, beckoning me with an index finger to come outside.

I sensed, more than knew, that she wanted to take me somewhere–perhaps the cemetery, or some version of limbo where I might forever remain, a prisoner.  When I woke up, my bedsheets were jumbled in a heap at the foot of my bed.  I was sweating, my heart beating too fast and too hard. 

Once I managed to get my bearings, I realized I had some very gripping material for a story.  (Even back then, I wrote all the time–I’ve always needed an outlet for my imagination!)  I jotted down the pertinent details of the dream, determined to include this “ghost girl” into a story.  Over the next few weeks, I tried, but nothing worked.  It appeared the “ghost girl” might remain on the fringe, never able to fit into a workable story.

Then, two decades later, I experienced the same dream!  But this time, upon waking, the idea for The Eye-Dancers was in place.  When I had gone to sleep the previous night, I had nothing.  Then, in a flash, after a restless night, I had a novel to write.  The creative process never ceases to amaze me. 

The opening scene of The Eye-Dancers, where Mitchell Brant, one of the novel’s main characters, has a nightmare of the “ghost girl,” mirrors my own dream. 

Finally, after twenty years, the “ghost girl” had a home, after all.

Who’s your favorite character in the book?
Michael: Mitchell Brant is one of four main characters in The Eye-Dancers.  He was the most personal character for me–by that I mean, he shares several of my own characteristics at that age.  In that sense, he is the character I feel the strongest kinship with.
That said, Marc Kuslanski, the science wiz, was awfully fun to write for. I’ve always had a soft spot for the science genius/know-it-all/idiosyncratic character.
Is there a particular intriguing tidbit you’d like to share about The Eye-Dancers?
The parallel world where Mitchell and his friends find themselves is loosely based on 1950s America.  I wasn’t even born in the ’50s, but nevertheless, I have always been drawn to the decade.  The styles of the ’50s have always called out to me.  It was fun incorporating this element into an alternate reality novel.
Is there a secret about Mitchell and his pals you can tell us that your readers might not know?

Michael: Actually, the four main characters–Mitchell Brant, Joe Marma, Ryan Swinton, and Marc Kuslanski–are all inspired by friends I knew growing up.  I still keep in touch with them, even after all these years. 

What authors might you list as particular influences?
Ray Bradbury would have to top the list.  His unparalleled enthusiasm and imagination have always inspired me.  Truman Capote is a master wordsmith.  When I want a primer in how to write well, I simply open up one of his stories.  Stephen King’s characterization, an underrated quality to his writing, has left a mark as well.  His characters tend to be well-rounded and real.  And, though a different medium, the original black-and-white Twilight Zone has always been a favorite.  The Twilight Zone features numerous landmark episodes that stretch the imagination and yet, at the same time, force us to look inward–at our society, our values, ourselves.  One of the greatest shows in television history, without question.
Now for a fun question: if you could face and vanquish any literary (or movie) villain, who would it be?
Michael: Hmm.  That is very interesting!  This is where my comic book geekiness will come out.  Who else but Doctor Doom?
Uh oh! Remind me never to get on your bad side! ;)Finally, do you have any forthcoming projects you’d like to share with our readers? What’s next for you, now that The Eye-Dancers is released?
Michael: A short story collection is in the works.  And I am currently writing the sequel to The Eye-Dancers.  The sequel takes place five years after the conclusion of The Eye-Dancers.  Writing for the characters now that they’re older–one year away from heading off to college–has been a very interesting and fun experience.  I can’t wait to see how it all turns out!

As part of The Eye-Dancers coming out in hard-copy format, I am running a special promo for the ebook.  Until September 30, 2014, The Eye-Dancers, the ebook, will be on sale for just 99 cents.  Please grab a copy today!
At Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/The-Eye-Dancers-ebook/dp/B00A8TUS8M
At B &N:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-eye-dancers-michael-s-fedison/1113839272?ean=2940015770261
At Smashwords:  http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/255348

And, if you’d like to buy a hard copy! . . .

http://www.amazon.com/The-Eye-Dancers-Michael-S-Fedison/dp/0692262784/ref=tmm_pap_title_0
Or . . .

https://www.createspace.com/4920627

Sounds great, Michael. Good luck with it!

author Michael S. FedisonAbout Michael:

Michael S. Fedison was born in Rochester, New York, and now lives with his wife, Sarah, and regal cat, Luke, in the green hills of central Vermont. Michael has been writing creatively for as long as he can remember, and has had short fiction published in several literary magazines, including Iconoclast and The Written Word. He works as a full-time technical writer and also is a freelance proofreader and copy editor.

Michael has been a lover of imaginative stories his entire life. He enjoys any story that takes you by the hand, lifts you up, and transports you to another place, a new and creative way of looking at the world around us.

Connect with Michael at his blog: http://eyedancers.wordpress.com/

On Twitter: https://twitter.com/msfedison27
At The Eye-Dancers Facebook Page:  https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Eye-Dancers/213004492164436
And at Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6592469.Michael_S_Fedison
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I think The Eye-Dancers sounds really intriguing, don’t you folks? Best of luck, again, Michael, and thanks for being here!

Our Sexy Starry Night ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7

 This is, technically, my first attempt at My Sexy Saturday. Let’s see how this goes.

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This is from my fantasy romance Changeling’s Crown.

Ianthe and Briak’s first kiss and first trip into the Dark Grove….

Changeling's Crown by Juli D. Revezzo, Fantasy, Romance, New AdultYou must see what I am. Don’t you see it? To illustrate, she strengthened her magic. Faery dust shimmered pink on the air. He must see it. [Ianthe] spread her arms.

Darkness fell. A crowd’s murmur and cheers swamped the restaurant buzz. She gasped and spun.

Ianthe found herself standing on a high balcony overlooking a sea of people. In the distance, the moon hung, bleeding red light across a dark sky. Sparks flew from the torches the people held, their light illuminating twisted, pocked faces.

She gasped. By Thumbelina, what had she done?

She hadn’t taken Briak into the dark side of the groves, had she?

She blinked and rubbed her eyes, disbelieving what she saw. One minute, she’d been happily seeing she could still do her job, and now, here she stood overlooking a crowd of freakish goblins. How had this happened?

Shivering with the possibility and what it might mean, she looked to her left, taking Briak in. “What—” She gulped. Well, you’re here. Now what? She cleared her throat. “What do you think now?” Take us back, take us back! she ordered herself.

They stayed as if riveted on the balcony.

Briak reached out and swept a lock of hair over her shoulder. “I think you’re beautiful.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Just like a faery queen. Any man would be lucky to have you.”

If you’d like to read more, Changeling’s Crown is available at Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, and Createspace.

Synopsis:

When Ianthe began her career as a faery godmother, she stumbled so badly that Snow White will probably never speak to her again. After a long suspension, she’s finally been given a chance to redeem herself…but everything on this latest assignment is going wrong.

But why?

Worse, she definitely doesn’t need an attractive mortal man distracting her from her duties. Of course, needs and wants are two different things.

Briak has had his eye on Ianthe for a very, very long time, but he’s been waiting for just the right moment to make his move. Despite the fact all hell’s about to break loose on his watch, he can’t resist the opportunity to insert himself into her earthly assignment. Can he convince Ianthe of her true calling and thereby win her heart? Or will his subterfuge ultimately cost him her love?

For more participants in Sexy Saturday see their main site at: http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.com

H. L. Burke – Dragon’s Curse – The Dragon and the Scholar Tour

I have another guest for you today, fantasy author H.L. Burke has stopped by and she’s brought dragons! Don’t worry, they don’t really look hungry. ;) They’re just kinda guarding us. So do come sit by the fire, have some coffee, or ale, whatever you like best, while H.L. Burke tells us a little story about the latest in her fantasy series, The Dragon and the Scholar … H.L.  And do check out her giveaway below. Without further ado, H.L, The floor is all yours.

ABOUT H. L. Burke

Author H.L. Burke

Author H.L. Burke

Born in a small town in north central Oregon, H. L. Burke spent most of her childhood around trees and farm animals and always accompanied by a book. Growing up with epic heroes from Middle Earth and Narnia keeping her company, she also became an incurable romantic.

An addictive personality, she jumped from one fandom to another, being at times completely obsessed with various books, movies, or television series (Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and Star Trek all took their turns), but she has grown to be what she considers a well-rounded connoisseur of geek culture.

Married to her high school crush who is now a US Marine, she has moved multiple times in her adult life but believes home is wherever her husband, two daughters, and pets are.

Dragon's Curse by H.L. Burke

 
 On her first assignment out of the Academy, young healer and scholar, Shannon Macaulay is summoned to the struggling kingdom of Regone to see to the wounds of a young but crippled king. When the unwanted attentions of an aggressive knight and the sudden appearance of a hated dragon turn her world upside down, she decides to take matters into her own hands even if doing so proves dangerous. Finding herself strangely drawn to the company of the dragon, Gnaw, Shannon must force herself out of her safe world of books and botany to come to the aid of her unexpected ally in a strange kingdom, cursed by a fateful encounter with a dragon and the loss of a beloved prince. Can she learn to put aside her fears, and perhaps sacrifice her deepest desires, to help a friend and restore a family?

Dragon’s Curse is available on Amazon.com.

H. L. Burke on Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/H.-L.-Burke/e/B00EYQ1HLW/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

H. L. Burke on Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/hlburkewriter

H. L. Burke on Twitter:https://twitter.com/typativemamacat

H. L. Burke on Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7230868.H_L_Burke

H. L. Burke’s Author Website:http://www.hlburkeauthor.com/

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More about H.L. Burke

There is the great lesson of ‘Beauty and the Beast,’ that a thing must be loved before it is lovable.” ~G. K. Chesterton

A long time lover of fairy tales and folk tales, I’ve always had an affinity for a “fairy tale” romance, but I’ve also been amused at popular perception of what a fairy tale romance is. Even the Oxford dictionary defines “fairy tale” as Denoting something regarded as resembling a fairy story in being magical, idealized, or extremely happy: a fairy-tale romance.”

This wouldn’t be my definition. When someone describes a love story as “fairy tale,” I want to know whose toes got cut off, who had to spend a year hopping about the swamp as a frog, and if there were any dragons involved. Usually such inquiries lead to disappointing stories about idyllic dates and rose petal paths and the like. I always wonder, have these people actually read fairy tales?

Fairy tale love can fall into the shallow, cliche of love at first sight and princesses sleeping while they wait for first kisses, but if you dive deeper into the collections (basically past anything that has been adapted by Disney) you’ll find so much more.

Love endures much in these stories. People are sent upon impossible tasks. In The Blue Bird the heroine must walk until she has worn out three pairs of metal shoes. Other leading ladies ride upon the wind, discover the Water of Discernment, and wash shirts . . . well, washing shirts may not be thrilling stuff, but it is practical. Also, sometimes heads are cut off.

As a child reading these stories, I never imagined being rescued by a prince charming. Yes, a portion of them feature this, but my favorites involved a lady–princess or peasant–going on quests to find her stolen love. Perhaps she lost him due to her mistakes. Like Psyche she could not resist lighting that forbidden candle. Other times the fault lies with a jealous stepmother or rival who set a trap to turn her love against her (and in her lover for not seeing through it).

So to me a fairy tale romance is one where the lovers face insurmountable odds and defeat them through sheer determination.

Fairy tales also do not always involve the unions of “beautiful people,” at least not right away. In fairy tales love conquers physical repulsiveness and focuses on true positives. Princes and princesses deprived of their beauty win their loves because they are kind or brave or clever.

Having the love interest cursed to another form brings the appealing prospect of being loved for a sense of self beyond physicality. The king may merely be a voice in the darkness. A bride may be a clever frog. A girl may turn to a frail old woman with the waning moon. Love truly can make any being beautiful.

And this is why I love fairy tales romances. Because they are anything but “fairy tale.”

The dragon, Gnaw, has survived a battle with Sir Roderick. Worried about him, Shannon comes to his cave to see to his wounds.

“Gnaw lay in the dark, trying not to concentrate on the throbbing puncture in his wing. It was a flesh wound and a clean one at that, but it still hurt like the devil and the prospect of infection worried him.

When he heard the approach of another person his heart skipped a beat. He had not the energy for a second battle today and fleeing, in the dark, with a wounded wing, would be difficult. He breathed deeply. The approaching human smelled of crushed herbs, tea leaves, and books. He sighed in relief.

“Gnaw! Gnaw!” Shannon called out. He managed enough of a flame to light the pile of branches and illuminate the cavern again. She rushed to his side. “Are you all right?” she stammered.

“Aye, no thanks to that rabid lap dog you set on me,” he snorted. “My advice, put that one down.”

“I didn’t set him on you,” she sniffed.

“Well, he seemed convinced you wanted him to do it,” he said. “Of course, he was obviously insane. He kept coming after me when most men would’ve been lying on the ground in tears or running for the hills.”

“And you still let him live,” she smiled at him.

“I did? That was careless of me. I’ll be more thorough next time.” He lay his head back down.

“Thank you; he’s too much of an idiot to see that you had mercy on him, but for myself, I thank you. If you had killed him he would have died because of me, and I don’t know if I could sleep at night with that on my conscience.”

“You wouldn’t be responsible for his idiocy.”

“Are you hurt?” she pressed.

“No, well, not much.”

“May I see?”

He unfurled his wing towards her. She winced.

“I’ve never bandaged a wound like this. I mean, the wound isn’t unusual but . . .”

“It’s on a dragon?” he pointed out.

“Well, in a wing, I was thinking. During my training, I treated an injured bird, but the structure was a little different and a lot smaller. I think I can figure out something, however. Hold still, please.”

He winced a little bit but didn’t make a fuss as she cleaned and bandaged his wound.

“All done,” she said. “I’m so sorry you were hurt.”

“I’ve had worse.” He carefully folded his wing back against his body and lay still. He glanced out of the cave. “It is well after dark. You trip over your own feet enough in the day time. It’s a miracle you made it up here without breaking your neck.”

She grimaced.

“Well, I was worried about you, and I couldn’t exactly ask Roderick if you were all right. Still, I hope you are fine with me staying the night. I don’t want to make the descent until sunrise.”

“Of course. I can fly you down at dawn,” he said.

“Are you certain that is a good idea?” She caressed his wounded wing.

“I’m hardly crippled,” he scowled. “It will be fine.”

She nodded and rubbed him behind the ears. His ego bristled. He wasn’t a lap dog or a barn cat. What did she think she was doing? Oh, that felt good.

He shut his eyes with a contented moan as she continued to rub the back of his head and neck.

“I am not sure if you are a witch or an angel,” he murmured.

“Semantics,” she teased.

He laughed.

He let himself doze off, only marginally aware of what was going on around him. After a while he realized she had stopped her massage and opened his eyes to find her asleep, her head, arm, and shoulder draped over his neck. He curled his head back again to form a cradle for her body and listened to her breathe.

Such a pretty little thing. Would it be wrong to keep her?

 

 

Sounds intriguing, doesn’t it folks? Thank you for stopping by, H.L.! Good luck with Dragon’s Curse. Folks, if you’d like to get a copy, again, Dragon’s Curse is available on Amazon.com.

A brand new tour

I’m going on tour again…yes, another webtour. This one courtesy of Fire and Ice Book Tours, I’ll be visiting a whole new set of sites. We’re also featuring another giveaway so do follow along by checking out the following schedule.

Fire and Ice book tour banner
Master (past) Schedule.

And there’s a giveaway. One winner will win any title (ebook only) from my backlist. Enter through the Rafflecopter.

Do stop by! It should be fun. :) My thanks to Shelly–and Cherry Mischievous!–for setting this up for me.

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Past stops:
8/12 Fantastic Indie Author’s (Interview)
Stop 2 The Book Recluse (Review)

8/13 Literary Chanteuse
Stop 2 Teen Romance Books List
Stop 3 Memories in a Box

8/14 Peace Love and Writing

Stop 2 Coffee, Books, and Art (Guest Post)

8/15 Laurie’s Thoughts and Reviews

8/16 Underneath the Covers

8/18 Fiction Zeal (Guest Post)

8/19 Cryptic Reads (Review)

Stop 2 Book Skater