Lusty month of May!

Wishing you all a bright blessed Beltaine!




My Beltaine altar by author–and yes, those are flowers from my garden.

I never have procured an appropriate goddess and god in love image for my collection. For instance a Celtic god and goddess that might fit this Beltaine day, one of the Celts four high holidays?  That’s one of the things I’d like to do…someday, you know. That and spend Beltaine in Ireland. Who knows? Maybe one day…if only we didn’t have to fly to get there! *shudder* But if the hubby goes with me….*thinks* ahem… Getting back to the clear, educational thoughts about the day…

And hey, how about that? Beltaine, under its German title Walpurgisnacht, ties into my forthcoming book…:) More on that later….in the meantime, enjoy this joyous time of year, y’all! *hugs all around*

And for another little chuckle, this time, I’ve got another movie song stuck in my head!


The Wild Rose Press–Unusual paranormal characters in Romance

Unusual paranormal characters in Romance


Juli D. Revezzo


Springheel_Jack, source, wikipedia

Modern paranormal romance caters to women who want to dream a little more than the average reader. They crave the weird and just looking at the romance pages in Amazon or at the shelves in a bookstore, you’ll see publishers are catering to that wish list…..

Here’s a recent article I wrote on this subject. Check the rest of it out  via The Wild Rose Press blog.

New release

I can’t believe I forgot to show y’all this. Another of my new stories, Bargain with the Mountain King, has been released in another anthology, Crossing the River: An Anthology in Honor of Sacred Journeys.

fantasy, pagan fiction, pagan fiction authors, metaphysical fictionJourneys.

Our stories are filled with journeys. Sometimes, though, we neglect the possibility that in our travels we will cross an important boundary, and we may never be the same again.

Crossing the River is an anthology of poems, myths, and tales that take the reader on many different kinds of journeys: travels in the company of deities, visits to other worlds, explorations within oneself, voyages with the dead (or back from death), and other excursions that lead to transformation. These are paths that challenge us and even change us along the way, for returning may not be as simple as retracing our steps.

Where will your journey take you? And who will you be when you return?

Proceeds from this one, as with all Bibliotheca Alexandrina anthologies, go to various charities. If you’d like to check it out, it’s available at Amazon and Createspace.

The Fairy Queen of Spencer’s Butte and Other Tales is on sale! | The Saturated Page

If you like urban mythic fantasy, Jolene Dawe’s book is on sale this week for $.99. If you’ve wanted to try it out, now’s the time!
The Fairy Queen of Spencer’s Butte and Other Tales is on sale! | The Saturated Page.

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No such thing as Dasher

Here’s a little bit of paranormal romance Flash fiction to get you into the holiday mood.  :) It’s a little in the same vein as Murder upon a Midnight Clear, but I hope you enjoy it.

No such thing as Dasher


Juli D. Revezzo

1658, university of Houston/Wikipedia, fantasy, pagan fiction, supernatural fiction, paranormal romance

The hoof print on the vic’s forehead told Christie someone had a sick idea of Christmas. Death by blunt trauma to the head.

She and her partners did all they could to gather evidence, the first step in their investigation and then Christie climbed into her cruiser. She was late for mom’s Christmas dinner. No time to change, she’d have to go in her uniform. Mom would chew her out but at least she wouldn’t give any blind date mom had cooked up any ideas.

Main Street glowed red and green. A most obnoxious house sported a singing Santa, reindeer, and dancing elves, on the roof. Dad’s nemesis. She couldn’t see home yet, but she knew what to expect. Could swear she heard the ho-ho-hos from here. Dad never did obey the noise ordinances when it came to his decorations. Why should he, when his daughter was a cop?

Something large darted into the street ahead of her. Christie slammed on her brakes, but skidded into the beast.

Christie felt its body tumble under her wheels. The impact tossed her every which way, despite her seatbelt. Her car slid to a stop, slamming into a massive, aluminum candy cane. She smacked her head on the steering wheel.

Dazed, she could’ve sworn the animal rose up through her hood. A rack of impressive horns grew from its crown. Glowing red eyes studied her through the windshield.

The animal-being shimmered and turned into a half-naked man. He reached through her windshield and tugged her into his warm, furry arms.

“Merry Christmas, Christie,” he said, and kissed her.

Christie accepted the kiss. A feeling of comfort and safety in the heat of him washed over her, a feeling she couldn’t explain. She, just for a moment, thought she could see the two of them alone before a fireplace.

A moment later she felt herself ooze to the sidewalk, alone.

Trembling, Christie got to her feet and searched. Seeing no tracks, no evidence of anything other than skid marks from her tires and the broken yard decorations she’d plowed into, she laughed to herself. Kissed by Dasher. I must be hallucinating.

Dinner would have to wait. She pulled her cell phone from her belt and dialed 911, sure that despite the pain in her head and the taste of his magical kiss still on her lips, she must be out of it. Mom was never going to believe this excuse.


copyright 2013, Juli D. Revezzo

Halloween Castle open for business.

afternoonteatag*Mistress turns locks and peeks out* Full moon, check, werewolves, check. Minions have the torture chamber and guard tower all decked out. Check. Oh! Look. A hearse or two. Looks like the guests are arriving. Good! Welcome, everyone, to my humble castle. I’m glad you could make it. We do so look forward to opening up the castle to new victim—er, guests this time of year. I’m sure the graveyard will stay quiet this year. We’ve brought in a voodoo priestess or two just to make sure Doctor Helsing stays where he belongs.

Juli: *We hope, anyway. Turns out we’re already besieged by gremlins.*

*Mistress looks at Minion* What was that, Juli my dear?

I was apologizing for letting our first guest out of her cage early. Sorry to interrupt.

*Mistress leans against door jamb and shakes head at first guest* Aw, well. There’s nothing wrong with that. :) Clarissa’s welcome any time.

*Juli*: Very true. *Aside* Night mistress needs all the friends she can get.

Mistress: You’re mumbling again, dear. Don’t mind her, my dears. Good minions are so hard to find. The beating will take place after the close of festivities, tonight. Never mind. We have a bevy of talented guests for your reading pleasure this year—from  the steamy to the macabre. Our guests include:

√Paranormal fiction author Clarissa Johal

√Romance/new adult author Julia Rachel Barrett

√Paranormal romance author Dylan Newton

√Historical romance and fantasy author S.G. Rogers

√Paranormal Romance author L.A. Kelley

√Paranormal horror author Geoff Wakeling

Paranormal erotic romance author Eliza March

Paranormal/western  romance author Loretta C. Rogers

New Adult Paranormal author Brandy Nacole

Other invited authors include

Paranormal romance (zombies!) author Renee Charles

Do come in and make yourselves comfortable. Minions are laying out brew and sweetmeats as we speak. So come, welcome to Halloween at our castle.