Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Unhuman Light by Chris Stoneheart #urbanfantasy #UF



Unhuman Light 
Chronicles of the Light
Book One
Chris Stoneheart

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher:  Kaleidowords Publishing

Date of Publication:  2/7/19

ASIN:   B07MM6HCJB

Number of pages:  502
Word Count: 120,000

Book Description:

Chronicles of the Light, book one…

Bodies keep piling up, but Kaitlin O'Malley refuses to back down, even when threatened by someone once worshipped as a god. Training for a battle between good and evil, she teams up with the Dragon King and a powerful lion, and finds herself protected by a Master Vampire who wants her in his bed.

With a vile enemy ready to destroy her, the men in her life lock her up to keep her safe, but Kaitlin will never let other people fight her battles. She’ll have to break free and venture out on her own, wielding a powerful weapon to protect herself — a weapon her enemies would kill for. To face the enemy alone, Kaitlin must view the world in an Unhuman Light.

In a supernatural battle of magic and strength, can an unlikely human prevail?

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Chapter One

“Aery, I need a shot!” I screamed, holding back the energy pulsing at my fingertips until he was out of the way. The instant he maneuvered to give me a clear path, I unleashed the fiery red energy and watched it streak through the air and slice into the grotesque monster who’d been holding his own in a fight with Aaron Drake.
My power drained from me as it hit our foe in the chest, melting through skin, bone, and more. I lifted my arm a few inches and the caustic light streaking from my hand rose like a laser. When it reached the hideous creature’s throat, I moved my hand right and left until he was decapitated, and then watched in horrified fascination while the body seemed to evaporate before my eyes.
My gaze swung to my friend, and I checked to be sure he was okay. I was used to Aaron totally dominating, no matter the species he was fighting, and the fact he’d maneuvered to give me a clear shot told me the ancient dragonshifter wasn’t sure he could’ve won. My heart settled when I saw he seemed okay. He’s hard to kill, but I had no idea what we’d just fought.
As far as I know, I’m the only person who can get away with a cute nickname for the sexy, tough-as-nails, bad-assed owner of Drake Security, but I never do it around other people. I wouldn’t have said it today while battling an unknown monster, but it slipped out. No problem though, the bad guy seemed to evaporate and turn to smoke once the life force left his body. I usually want to cry after a kill — even when it’s a really bad guy — but not having to look at a body made it easier. Either way, I couldn’t give into the guilt and soul searching until the op was over.
“What was that?” I asked Aaron.
“Not sure,” he said, barely out of breath. “I used to see things kind of like him a few thousand years ago, but not since we entered the Common Era. I’ll send a sketch to a few friends and see if they have any ideas. I was about to shift into dragon form and see if my fire would work, but your laser did the trick.”
I took a breath and pulled energy in from the forest around us. I’d used almost all my reserves with that one shot, and I’d be useless if something else came along. I leaned against a tree and tried to relax in the crisp, autumn air. It’s easier to absorb energy when you’re at peace.
Aaron, of course, noticed. “I can top you up. You know I have plenty.”
I shook my head. “I’m not up for pain right now. Just give me five minutes with a few trees.” I could almost always find an old tree willing to give me energy. It might take a little time, but not as long as gathering it from the air around me. A waterfall would be faster, or even a creek or stream, but I didn’t hear running water.
“I won’t push more in than you can take, not during a mission.” Aaron said. “You used it to save me, the least I can do is top you back up.”
“Okay,” I relented, “but into my hands. I’ll route it to the right chakras.”
He didn’t argue, thank goodness, and held his hands out for me to grasp. I dropped my shields enough to let his energy flow out of his palms and into mine, and as it streamed up my arms and into my body, my heart seemed to need less energy to pump my blood.
I initially routed the power he gifted me to my first two chakras, since I primarily pull from those for my weapon, and then filled the rest. He truly does have plenty, but I never want to get used to depending on him.
During the few minutes Aaron’s energy filled me, I was at one with everything around me — totally at peace with the world, the universe, and perhaps even God. All energy is magic, but Aaron’s is a special kind of magic.
If we were romantically compatible, I’d be madly in love with him, but since we aren’t, he’s one of my best friends. I love him, but it isn’t the girlfriend kind of love.
When I was as full as I could get without feeling pain, I gently let go of his hands. When we do this as an exercise and he’s expanding the volume I can hold, he forces it in long past when I would choose to let go. This hurts about as much as I imagine a lightning strike would, and there’s a lot of screaming and crying involved on my part. I hate acting like a girly-girl, but he assures me he screamed and begged when his reserves were being stretched, too. Of course, that was thousands of years ago, so who could say how much he remembered of the pain?
Today, though, I felt warm and full and loved.
“Thanks,” I told him. Words couldn’t adequately thank him, so the single word would have to do. Besides, we were still on our mission and needed to focus, so I asked, “Do we circle back around and try the mystery cave, or try my idea?” I already knew venturing into the unknown cave wasn’t an option, but hoped he’d consider my Plan B. Aaron hadn’t liked it when I’d proposed it a few hours earlier, but we were running out of options.
He lifted his chin in agreement but showed no emotion. Aaron Drake totally rocks bad-ass. “Let’s pull Nathan in to help,” he answered. “I’m not comfortable using you as human bait with just me as your backup.”
I nodded and leaned against a tree, closed my eyes, and made Aaron’s energy my own while he texted Nathan our coordinates. Nathan wasn’t too far away, but was acting as lookout and would need to put someone in his spot before joining us.
We knew women were being kidnapped and taken to these woods just outside the boundaries of Prentice Cooper State Forest. Aaron is a weredragon and has an exceptionally good sense of smell, which had helped him find the women’s scents, but the trail had ended around ten feet from the cave’s entrance. I’d found narrow wheel marks leading towards the cave, and Aaron scented a few non-human male scents in the same area. Aaron couldn’t identify the species of the non-humans by smell, and wasn’t sure about them now that he’d seen one of them, either.
I theorized they might be putting the women into some sort of cart to get them into the cave, but Aaron didn’t want to go in without knowing what we were walking into. I understood the logic, even if it frustrated me. Still, Aaron was thousands of years old and hadn’t made it this far by being stupid, so I generally listened to his advice. Not always, but usually.
My Plan B had been to send me into the staging area as a bumbling, helpless female making a lot of noise, and hope someone showed up so Aaron could interrogate them and find out what was going on.
However, if we happened upon more of whatever we’d been fighting earlier, I wasn’t sure how we’d question it. Aaron and Nathan in human form and working together could probably subdue one of the creatures, but if more appeared they’d likely be forced to shift into their animal forms. Not a problem for Nathan, who shifted into a lion, but Aaron’s gigantic dragon form was hard to hide, as he tended to knock trees down and create a huge disturbance even when he didn’t take flight. He might’ve gotten away with it a hundred years ago, but with practically every American owning a camera phone today, he wouldn’t risk it.
The creature I’d killed had looked like an amalgamation of goat, ape, and the Incredible Hulk — minus the green. It’d been tan and brown, with long curved horns and vertical slitted eyes with flaming red irises where they should’ve been black. Creepy was an understatement, and he’d scared the bejeebers out of me even before I knew he was almost too much for Aaron to take on in human form.
As a human who can’t magically heal like the shapeshifters, I only use my metaphysical laser to kill from a distance. Attempting to wound a powerful supernatural creature would likely only get me killed, once they saw I was a serious danger. I could cut limbs off with my laser, or deliver a kill shot, but couldn’t do much else. However, we’d need to capture the next one so it could be questioned, which meant I could only act if I thought there was no other choice.
I was full of energy now though, and if I portioned it out I could probably kill two with what Aaron had given me.
Nathan, as always, startled me when he appeared in front of me. He walks as quietly in human form as when he’s a lion, and he’s just as ill-behaved, arrogant, and stubborn as any grumpy house-cat, so we didn’t exactly get along. I trusted him with my life on a mission, I just didn’t like being around him. Too bad he’s gorgeous.
Ignoring the fact he’d startled me, I told the men, “I need to hand off my gun and mags to one of you. The goat monsters will probably be able to smell them, and I’ll lose my helpless female vibe.”
Nathan held his hand out, choosing to remain nonverbal as usual when around me. I held my tongue, pulled my nine millimeter from the bellyband and handed it off, then the three extra magazines. He put my weapon in a zippered pocket on the side of his thigh, and slid my mags into slots on the inside of his military style tech-vest.
No matter how much of an ass he might be, he’s still built like my ideal man and I always have to work to keep from lusting after his more-than-perfect human body. He can smell emotions and physical reactions, and I endeavored to give him nothing. It was more likely he didn’t care what I thought or felt, but just in case he did, I wanted to keep as much feedback from him as possible.
We were about a half mile from the staging area Aaron had found, and I started walking to it, knowing Aaron would map out a plan with Nathan and they’d both be in position long before I arrived.

Walking away from them, through the woods, towards danger without my gun was terrifying, but I breathed through my fear and tried to keep my physiological reactions to a minimum. Both for my own pride, to keep Aaron and Nathan from smelling my fear, but also because it wouldn’t do for the goat-people to know I was terrified before I saw them. A lost human can be expected to smell a little scared, but not out-of-her-mind frightened.

About the Author:


Chris Stoneheart lives in a fifty-year-old house smack dab in the middle of The South, with what promises to soon be a full-fledged herd of retired racing greyhounds. Chris read The Hobbit in elementary school, and The Lord of the Rings in middle school, and has been addicted to fantasy ever since. (It’s probably best we don’t talk about what Chris read in high school.)

Chronicles of the Light gives us a world where weredragons, werewolves, werelions, three different species of vampires, and a variety of other mythological beings exist.

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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

The Shifter's Wish: Ghost Shifters Book One by R.A. Boyd #PNR

A woman haunted.
Two fallen with sleeping beasts.
The age of the Ghost Shifters is ending.



The Shifter's Wish
Ghost Shifters
Book One
R.A. Boyd

Widow Cass Stephens wants to mourn in peace. A freak snowstorm, and the fear of no snacks, drives her out into the cold and into the arms of two sexy shifters who may or may not want to rob her of her can opener.

Jax and Damon have been cursed. They need Cass to complete their Alpha Triad and awaken the dormant beasts within them. And they really need that can opener.

Acceptance from their Clan is enough stress, but Cass’s presence brings unease to the surrounding packs and they’re willing to start a war to stop the Triad from forming. Cass will either prove she’s strong enough to be part of the most powerful Triad the shifter world has ever known or die at the hands of those who are afraid to find out.

Content warning: This book is for grown-ups. They do grown-up stuff. Explicit love scenes, threesomes, cursing, and violence. Oh, and sexy shifter fun. If this isn’t your thing, please skip this book. But if you love M/F, M/M/F, fun times, and men who lurv their woman then hop on in!

BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance

#BBWRomance #PNR #Shifters #MMF #explicitPNR #hotPNR #paranormalromance #shapeshifterromance #BBWPNR #ghostshifters #raboyd

AetherBorn by Alexis N. Sage #YAUrbanFantasy


AetherBorn
The Enuma Legacies
Book One


Alexis N. Sage

Genre: Young Adult/ Urban Fantasy

Date of Publication: April 1st, 2019

ISBN: 9781999019822
ASIN: B07NY3HFHF

Number of pages: 258
Word Count: 50,640

Tagline: What if you could stop a war you never knew existed?

Book Description:

There is a world of deities living among us. What would you do if you were the only one who could see them?

Ruby Black, a photography student at Westerlake University, seems to have the typical life of an awkward college kid. She has average grades, does not make friends easily, and is secretly in love with her best friend. Ruby is content with her place in the world. In fact, she quite likes it. That is until a simple incident on a packed, rush-hour subway train shatters her entire reality.

Reluctantly, Ruby finds herself in the middle of a war that has been brewing for centuries. A battle between powerful beings that have been living in secret under Ruby’s nose this entire time.

Will Ruby go back to her familiar life or will she choose the brooding stranger who opens her eyes to a world far more mysterious than she'd ever imagined? A world where her own powers are far greater than she could have known to be true...


Excerpt
Literally the Worst Train Ride Ever

Ruby could feel sweat starting to drip at the base of her back, forming a miniature pool and staining her vintage leather jacket right through her tank. The train had been stuck between stations for twenty minutes and there was no sign that it would start moving any time soon. Ruby was beginning to regret her decision of not snagging the last empty seat when she got on. This is literally the worst train ride ever, she grimaced as she rearranged her camera bag. She cast an eye for another people-free pocket on the train without any luck. Looks like it’s standing room only for the rest of the ride.
Being just a smidge over five feet tall, Ruby could usually sneak by crowds of people without any issues, and on any other day this claustrophobic train would not affect her at all. Today, however, the weight of two cameras in her bag was starting to take a toll, and she could not wait to get a glimpse of the sun again. Her dark, brown hair was starting to get soaking wet from the heat and she was using the side of her arm to side-swipe it out of her eyes.
I think I live here now. Might as well get comfortable. She shifted her weight from left to right and almost knocked over the young girl next to her with the tripod. She had originally strapped it to her back in hopes of taking up less space, but it had since slid down her back and was now protruding from her waist like the end of a bulky musket. Twenty-five minutes and counting.
She lowered her bag to the ground and tried to reach for her camera without causing any harm to anyone in her immediate orbit but the intention failed immediately. As soon as she bent over, the tripod slid up her back, over her head and made a very direct landing on the lap of the older man sitting across from her.
“I am so sorry!” Ruby perked up, and tried to get the three-legged monster off his newspaper, “The stupid thing will not stay put!” Ruby’s usually somewhat pale cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Her only thought now was a quick getaway.
“It’s no problem, dear.” The man she almost impaled folded his paper and handed her the tripod, “Do you want to take a seat? It might be a while longer, I’m afraid.”
Do I ever! She thought; and honestly, if he had asked her a few minutes later she would have accepted. Luckily for him, she was not yet so tired as to forget her manners entirely.
“Oh, it’s ok. I’m sure it will get moving soon. I should probably take advantage of this anyhow.” Ruby aimed her lens at the man and took a photo. Her airy giggle made him smile, it’s not often a pretty young girl takes your photo.
Ruby clutched her camera lens and started surveying the train. Her eyes darted through the crowd with sniper-like determination. If she was going to be stuck here, she was definitely going to make the best of it!
So far, Ruby’s photography had been, as her professors would call it, an introvert’s daydream. She kept to herself when working, and mainly photographed objects that could not talk back. Her most recent series of rotting fruit had even won her a trip to France, which would have been quite exceptional if she had not been expected to spend ten days with a group of strangers. Unlike her parents, Ruby had not inherited the social butterfly gene and had always preferred the company of books, movies, and photos to actual beating hearts. No one was surprised when she was accepted to the photography program at Westerlake University. If there was a career that would allow Ruby to watch life and not actually live it, she’d be all in.
Her first two years at Westerlake were great. Her professors unintentionally labeled her a “young Man Ray” and she was left to her own devices for the majority of assignments. But this year was different. She had begun to be complacent in her work, and her lack of passion and enthusiasm was starting to get noticed. After their last lecture before Thanksgiving break, her favorite professor asked to meet her in his office.
“Come on in, Ruby.” His tone was different than usual. There was no intrigue, no playfulness. Just a straightforward stare and a beckoning to unchartered scoldings. His pale blue eyes narrowed, and when he took off his reading glasses, she knew she was in trouble. Professor Tremblay saved that maneuver for his troublemakers.
“How are you, Mr. Tremblay?” She brushed loose pieces of hair out of her eyes. The trouble with having mouse-thin hair was in keeping it from looking like an oil-slick all day. Ruby had gotten used to having bangs in her eyes, but something about this moment seemed serious. She tried to look as carefree as possible, but her nerves were coming through every word, “is everything all right?”
Tremblay was leaning forward on his desk and staring directly at her. Despite being quite small in build, his old age gave him a sense of superiority, which was likely why Ruby valued his opinion of her work above all others. You can’t mess up when one of the country’s best is teaching you. “Everything is fine, Ruby. I just wanted to have a quick chat to see what your plans are for your thesis. It seems like it’s shaping up to be quite interesting.”
“It’s going good. I’m still trying to figure out the exact direction I want to take with it...” she lied. She had no direction. She actually hadn’t even thought about it yet.
“May I offer some advice?” He crossed his arms and continued rapidly without letting her answer, “It might be time to try something different. You seem fairly comfortable with your subject matter. I understand that it is easy to get sucked into doing what you’re good at over and over again. But this is a school. This is your one chance to try everything and see what sticks, without repercussions or consequences.”
“Ok...” she had no idea where this was headed.
“I have a little assignment for you for over the holidays. Photograph people. Photograph as many people as you can and forget about the fruit and antiques and abandoned buildings. Can you do that for me?”
Where was this coming from? Ruby had never photographed people. He knew she wasn’t comfortable talking to strangers. Why would he ask this of her?
“You look puzzled.”
“I am, Mr.Tremblay. I just...” she chose her next words carefully, “I’ve never been keen on portraiture, sir.”
“I know. That’s precisely why I’m asking you to do this.” Tremblay leaned back in his chair, his slightly more relaxed posture made Ruby breathe in deeply and lower her shoulders. He’s just trying to help, she thought.
“Are you worried my thesis will not be good enough?” Her hazel eyes started to take on a deeper shade as they filled with water. She might not have had any idea of what her thesis was but that did not mean she couldn’t get defensive over it.
“Not at all! I’m sure it will be as wonderful as the rest of your work! I just don’t want you to graduate without having learned it all. Do you think you can try that?”
How could she not try it? When your favorite professor asks you to do something for your own development, you don’t say no. Yet, here she was now, forcing herself to interrupt the train ride of the strangers around her, sweating buckets and regretting agreeing to this little project in the first place.
Just a few shots and you can put your camera away.
She ran her lens across the crowd. Focusing on each passenger’s face and trying to figure out why they were there. Where they were going? Were they in a hurry? Were they as uncomfortable as she was?
As she scoped the tin tube, her view landed at the back of the train on two men slightly older than she was. Are they fighting? She twisted her lens to sharpen the focus as one of the men leaned in closer to the other. He seemed to be whispering something, something that felt forceful and predatory. His scowling jaw locked tight and his eyes gleamed with pure hatred. He grabbed the man next to him by the shoulders. To anyone else watching it would have looked like a friendly pat on the back but Ruby saw better. She could see the fear in his victim’s face. Something was wrong here.
She tried to move closer to the two, but she was trapped in place by the crowd. She put up her lens and zoomed in. The attacker reached into his pocket. What was he getting? Ruby couldn’t see, there were too many people around. She aimed her camera at his hand as it moved out of his pocket and back towards his train neighbor. Something small. A ring maybe? Whatever it was, he quickly buried it in his palm and placed his hand on his neighbor’s chest. She could see terror forming on the victim’s face. His entire body convulsing with fear.
“Hey!” She screamed as loudly as she could. The entire car now shifted their gaze to the awkward, sweaty girl with the camera. “Stop it!”
She lifted the camera to her face again, what was he doing? Something flashed in the viewfinder. She zoomed in closer. What is that? There seemed to be marks on the attacker’s arms. Some sort of triangles and lines. Glowing blue like a propane fire. What the hell is that?
The train shook a bit as the engines started up again. Some of the lights that were lighting the advertisements across the top of the car flashed briefly and stopped as the train began moving out of the tunnel. Ruby heard a woman’s scream coming from the back of the car. She focused her lens at the crowd standing in a circle. Her gaze shifted down at the train floor. The man she saw being attacked was lying lifeless, face down on the ground. She moved her camera around the train trying to find the attacker. Nothing. How could he get off the train? Ruby lowered her camera to her side. She looked at the old man in the seat across from her who seemed more interested in the crossword in front of him.
What just happened here? What did she just see?
The train slowly inched towards a stop at the next station. The doors stood steady for a brief moment then opened to let air into the train. People rushed out, pushing each other aside. The crowd carried Ruby out of the train like a wave of water, a tsunami really. She stood on the platform and watched as two officers made their way into the car, with the doors shutting tight behind them.

“Attention passengers. This platform is currently closed due to an emergency situation. Emergency responders are on their way. We apologize for any inconvenience.”

About the Author:

Alexis N. Sage has spent most of her life waiting to meet a witch, vampire, or at least get haunted by a ghost. In between failed seances and many questionable outfit choices, Alexis has developed a keen eye for the extra-ordinary.

Since chasing the supernatural does not pay the bills, Alexis has dabbled in creative entrepreneurship, marketing and retail management. She spends her free time reading thrillers and binge-watching television shows in her pajamas.

Currently, Alexis resides in Toronto, Canada with her husband who is not a creature of the night.

She is a Scorpio and a massive advocate of leggings for pants.






Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Viking’s Ransom by Sky Purington #timetravelromance #shifterromance #vikings




Viking’s Ransom
Viking Ancestors
Rise of the Dragon
Book 4
Sky Purington     

Genre:  Time Travel Fantasy/Shifter Romance


Date of Publication: April 9, 2019

ASIN: B07MJR3ZWQ

Number of pages:  265
Word Count:  78,000

Cover Artist:  Tara West

Book Description:

Kenzie is determined to be there for her sisters no matter what it takes. Even if it means giving herself over to her fated mate, Viking Eirik Sigdir. When she ends up traveling through time to tenth century Scandinavia, she’s ready for whatever comes her way. Until a chance encounter with Hel, the Goddess of Helheim, who has long loved Eirik.

Having recognized Kenzie from the moment he saw her picture in the twenty-first century, Eirik realizes the time has finally come. A secret close to the heart is about to be revealed, and the stunning red-head is the only person capable of protecting what matters to him most.

Unfortunately, Hel has already stolen Kenzie away. Now he needs to convince the goddess to give him back his bargaining chip because of a little-known prophecy. One that foretells he must offer up the woman he loves as ransom to get back what has been taken from him.


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Excerpt

“We can return to the others now,” she murmured, well aware he had brought her here to make sure she was really okay. To be a sounding board if she needed one. She was doing all right though. In truth, she would just as soon stay here simply to spend time alone with him. But not if he thought he had to make her feel better the whole time. “I know your heart’s in the right place, but I don’t need coddling.”
“I know you do not.” He stroked her hair then inhaled its scent. “I just wanted to show you something…and be alone together.”
Glad they were on the same page, she inhaled his scent just as deeply, amazed by how much she was into him. Thrilled by the sensation. Addicted to it almost. She had never wanted to be in a man’s arms so much. Against him. Touching him.
“Come,” he whispered before he pulled her after him along the river to a stream that branched off and ran beneath a thick intricately carved stone archway.
“That definitely looks manmade,” she remarked, caught by the stunning beauty of the area. Moss caked rocks lined the stream and delicate roots from sparkling silver trees draped down into the water as if long, enchanted hair caught in the moonlight. It was all so eye-catching, she found herself walking forward without much thought as to where she was going.
“Why does this place look so familiar?” she whispered, smiling as she saw the entranceway between the roots to a dark but tempting pool of water directly beneath the archway. “It’s a whirlpool of sorts, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he said, joining her. “Though this stream is one of many in the area, this location seems more caught up in the Realm’s oddities.”
“What do you mean?” she murmured, eying a small but lush bed of green grass nestled beside the whirlpool. Before he could respond, her eyes were drawn specifically to the compelling swirl of water, and she suddenly understood. “The water’s different here isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he replied. “Like a few bodies of water in the Realm, it goes against the laws of gravity, but there is even more to it…”
“My God,” she whispered, interrupting him as she figured it out. She began removing her clothes, compelled to go in. To be part of all this. “It flows both upstream and downstream at the same time.”
Yet she knew he had been about to say even more. That he was going to speak of the inherent magic of this place. Because its pure enchantment was undeniable.
“It does flow both ways,” he confirmed, as he began undressing as well.
Her gaze remained locked on the whirlpool as she waded in. It drew her in a way that brought unexplainable joy to her heart. Oh, how she wanted to immerse herself in it.
Remember it.
“That makes no sense,” she murmured. “Why would I want to remember it when I’ve never been here before?” She stopped and glanced over her shoulder at Eirik, suddenly certain this place was more than familiar to him and not because he had visited it lately. “It makes sense to you though, doesn’t it?”
“It does,” he confirmed, his eyes never leaving hers. “It did the moment I first discovered it.”
A delicious, life-altering sort of chill washed over her as their eyes held. “Why?” She swept her eyes over the area then looked at him again. “What does this place have to do with us, Eirik?”

“Everything,” he said softly, pulling off the last of his clothes before he joined her. “It has to considering this is where we were the first time I dreamt of you years ago.”


About the Author:

Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over forty novels and novellas. A New Englander born and bred who recently moved to Virginia, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth, and legend. When combined with a love for history, romance, and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.

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Monday, April 15, 2019

Cover Reveal for Blackflies and Blueberries by Sharon Ledwith #CoverReveal


Mirror World Publishing presents the cover reveal for Blackflies and Blueberries 
(Mysterious Tales from Fairy Falls, #2) by Sharon Ledwith!

About Blackflies and Blueberries:

The only witness left to testify against an unsolved crime in Fairy Falls isn’t a person…

City born and bred, Hart Stewart possesses the gift of psychometry—the psychic ability to discover facts about an event or person by touching inanimate objects associated with them. Since his mother’s death, seventeen-year-old Hart has endured homelessness, and has learned ways to keep his illiteracy under wraps. He eventually learns of a great-aunt living in Fairy Falls, and decides to leave the only life he’s ever known for an uncertain future. 

Diana MacGregor lives in Fairy Falls. Her mother was a victim of a senseless murder. Only Diana’s unanswered questions and her grief keeps her going, until Hart finds her mother’s lost ring and becomes a witness to her murder. 

Through Hart’s psychic power, Diana gains hope for justice. Their investigation leads them into the corrupt world threatening Fairy Falls. To secure the town’s future, Hart and Diana must join forces to uncover the shocking truth, or they risk losing the true essence of Fairy Falls forever.

Blackflies and Blueberries Cover:


Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal

Publish Date: May 17, 2019

Publisher:  Mirror World Publishing https://www.mirrorworldpublishing.com/

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Wicked Salem by Sam Baltrusis




Wicked Salem: Exploring Lingering Lore and Legends 

by Sam Baltrusis


It’s no surprise that the historic Massachusetts seaport’s history is checkered with violence and heinous crimes. Originally called Naumkeag, Salem means “peace.” 

However, as its historical legacy dictates, the city was anything but peaceful during the late seventeenth century. 

Did the reputed Boston Strangler, Albert DeSalvo, strike in Salem? Evidence supports the possibility of a copy-cat murder. From the recently pinpointed gallows where innocents were hanged for witchcraft to the murder house on Essex Street where Capt. Joseph White was bludgeoned to death and then stabbed thirteen times in the heart, Sam Baltrusis explores the ghost lore and the people behind the tragic events that turned the “Witch City” into a hot spot that has become synonymous with witches, rakes, and rogues.


Thursday, April 11, 2019

Music Playlist - The Lost Lunason Series by Stacie Sultrie #reverseharem #fantasyromance


I really love music and have an appreciation for most genres. My all-time favorite band is Metallica, but I listen to everything from classical to hip-hop. I’ve incorporated some of my favorite songs and artists into my books, but I thought I’d do something interesting for this post. I’ve picked one song that I think fits each of my characters, and most of these are in my music library. I thought that it would give you a chance to know my characters and me a little better! If you’ve read the series, I’d love to hear your opinions about the songs I chose or other suggestions! 

Ari – My Sacrifice, Creed 

Braxton – One Call Away, Charlie Puth

Bilson – Hurt – Johnny Cash

Cassia – Drops of Jupiter, Train

Celestia – Fighter, Christina Aquilera

Forest – Wherever I May Roam, Metallica

Jordan – Born to Be Wild, Steppenwolf

Rayannah - Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral (Irish Lullaby), Bing Crosby

Violet – Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pink Floyd 

Vita – Mansion, NF (featuring Fleurie)








While My Soulmate Slumbers
The Lost Lunason Series
Book One
Stacie Sultrie



Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: October 20, 2018

ASIN: B07JLGV9P8

Number of pages: 96
Word Count: 41,746

Book Description:

When the love of her life sacrifices himself to protect her from the ultimate evil, Cassia Lunason plunges herself into an enchanted slumber. After two hundred years of blissful dreaming, Cas wakes up to discover that the world has become a very different place. Cars zoom down the streets, lights come on with the flip of a switch, and enchantresses take more than one mate.

Not only does the powerful enchantress need to learn how to navigate the new world, Cassia soon realizes one very important thing - her soulmate is still alive. With the help of her familiar, a majestic white wolf with the ability to speak telepathically, Cassia struggles to reach her lost love. Along the way, Cas is distracted by a handsome man who will stop at nothing to help her get her beloved back.

Will Cassia reach her lost love in time?

Is the evil her soulmate sacrificed himself for truly destroyed?

Can her newly kindled friendship stand up to the scrutiny of her familiar?

Turn the page to see how Cas deals with the multiple men in her life while struggling to get the one man she has always loved back.

**This is a slow-burn reverse harem romance. The action slowly builds throughout the series, and the main character has more than one love interest. Though book one is relatively mild, the following books in this series include explicit language, graphic scenes, and some BDSM action. F/M, F/MM, F/MMM and some MM kissing/touching. This series is not recommended for readers under 18 and may be a trigger for some.


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Excerpt Book One:

Excited and curious, Cassia made her way down a well-worn path in the heart of the woods. Though unable to see anything through her blindfold, the smell of jasmine and honeysuckle tickled her senses, and the sound of distant rushing water alerted her to the fact they were heading toward her favorite place. The waterfall she loved and visited often was a hidden treasure on her parent's land, and she regularly spent her free time there. Cassia gripped her beloved's hand a bit tighter when she stumbled on a jagged stone protruding from the rough earth. He sensed her misstep and slowed their pace, but he continued to guide her carefully down the trail. When they finally stopped, he let go of her hand and commanded in his deep voice, "Don't move.” She sensed her love making his way behind her, and Cassia’s pulse kicked up a notch when she felt his warm breath shiver across her neck. Smooth fingertips feathered across her arm before he whispered, "Are you excited, my love?"
 "Of course," she breathed, "this is torture." Cas was quivering from the sensation of his breath in her ear, and goosebumps prickled her skin where his long fingers continued their exploration of her body. Cassia anxiously waited for him to remove the scarf from her eyes, enthusiastic to see her surprise as she felt his hands leave her arms. She let out a gasp of disbelief when his fingers didn't reach for the blindfold, but instead arrived at the place where the high lace of her dress met the front of her neck.
 He chuckled and wrapped his sizable fingers around the nape of her neck. Her beloved’s other hand seized her waist, and suddenly, Cassia was pulled backward against the hard planes of his body. "I told you to be patient. Perhaps I should torment you a bit longer. Hmm?"
 "No, please don't," she whimpered, feeling the first touch of his tongue on her ear. He gradually licked his way down her neck and lightly nipped at the sensitive skin. His hand on her waist feathered up the middle of Cassia’s chest leaving tingles in its wake. Soon his fingers brushed her hardened nipple, and he began tracing slow circles around the pebbled skin. Her entire body grew warm and moisture began to gather in her underclothes. Momentarily sidetracked, Cassia relaxed against her beloved's chest and enjoyed the feeling of his hard length pushing against her back. Cas let out a low moan, but she loved surprises and could barely contain her excitement any longer. “I've been such a good girl, I need to see it now," she whimpered.
His deep laugh rumbled powerfully, and she could feel his muscular form shaking in amusement. The sensual moment broken, he reached up to untie the delicate blue silk scarf that covered her eyes. "Happy early birthday, My Love."
Cassia looked around the clearing in wonderment. A soft blanket covered the oversized rock near the base of the waterfall. Colorful petals from her favorite flowers were scattered about, and the small fire a few feet away cast a soft orange glow on the area. She noticed a small chocolate cake with a single blue candle placed perfectly in the center of the quilt. Other large candles lined the path and surrounded the blanket, lending the moon a hand in creating a romantic atmosphere. She looked up at her soulmate and smiled at his adoring gaze. He led her to the blanket and lit the single candle with a twig from the fire. "Make a wish, Cas," he said, presenting the cake to her.
She closed her eyes and thought of the only thing she truly wanted - to see the flame burn blue at their ceremony. Cassia didn’t need any assurance that he was her soulmate, but she wanted the world to know that their love was eternal, and the blue flame would leave no question. She opened her eyes and smiled at her beloved thinking, "I wish for blue fame," as she blew out the candle. 
Cassia's eyes suddenly surged open, "He's awake," she gasped, and stood from her bed for the first time in two centuries.



Chasing Cas
Lost Lunason Series
Book 2
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 11/17/18

ASIN: B07K16FHTW

Number of pages: 168
Word Count: 50,035

Book Description:

Follow Cas and her three powerful protectors in this exciting paranormal tale of magic, shifters, and soulmates.

Cassia, the most powerful enchantress born in centuries, is so busy living her happy new life that she doesn't realize people are searching for her. While Cas spends her time bonding with the boy next door, the soulmate she doesn't remember exhausts every option on his hunt to find her.
Unfortunately, he isn't the only one hunting...

An evil from her past is back with a vengeance and will do everything imaginable to destroy Cassia and her mates - including feasting on unsuspecting humans and tormenting the other enchanted.

Can Cassia's true love find her before evil destroys them all?

Will Braxton finally risk everything and reveal his secret?

Book 2 of The Lost Lunason Series really heats up and will leave you begging for more!

This is not a standalone and should be read after "While My Soulmate Slumbers."


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Excerpt Book Two:
Vita licked the last bit of blood from his empty eye socket, then dropped the fresh corpse and approached the cell full of humans. She had about twenty left, all of them dirty and disgusting, rotting away behind bars. ”You,” she pointed to the healthiest looking male, “you’re next.” She waved her hand releasing her magic and pulled the man through the enchanted bars. Vita reached for the pair of heavy cuffs hanging from a hook in the ceiling and locked them around his wrists. She yanked on the shackles until his toes were barely touching the floor then secured the chains so he would remain in that position.
The man was probably 6’3” and had a muscular physique. His sturdy build, dark hair, and blue eyes reminded her of Ari, and Vita couldn’t wait to take her aggression out on the revolting creature. Vita reached for the bolt cutters on her table and approached the man hanging by his wrists. “Don’t move,” she commanded, but imbued a bit of magic into her words so that the man would remain frozen in place. Calling a chair to her side, Vita stood on the seat and snipped the first of the human’s fingertips from his hand. Blood spurted from the wound, and Vita joyfully opened her mouth, allowing the spewing liquid to coat her tongue and face. She knew that by elevating his hands, the blood flow would slow and ensure that he wouldn’t die immediately. Vita repeated the process on each of his fingers and giggled like a school child as she stood under the dripping appendages. She felt as if she were taking a shower in the man’s blood, and to Vita, it was one of the best feelings in the world.
She understood that she was wasting some of the precious liquid, but at this point, she couldn’t find it in her to care. Vita had taken all she needed from these wretched pests hours ago, and now she was just having fun. It was the perfect opportunity to alleviate her anger at Ari. With blood covering her face, Vita bent down and stuck her tongue into the mouth of the human, enjoying the taste of his fetid breath. “I could take you if I wanted to,” she told him, and cackled like a loon. “There would be absolutely nothing you could do about it, Ari,” she stepped off of the chair.
Vita reached for her favorite branding iron and walked toward the fire. She could have heated it with her magic, but Vita took pleasure going in doing some things slowly. As the end of the metal became a dazzling orange color, she pulled the iron from the fire and sashayed back toward her captive. Vita rammed the metal into his skin, memorized by his sizzling flesh and relishing the scent of burning skin. She removed the metal from his chest and was delighted by the way his tender skin turned black and bloated. She stared at the beauty of her name burned over his heart. “Perfect,” she said, dropping the steel and clapping her hands.
“You behave so well, Ari, you haven’t made a peep!” She giggled again and kissed his blistered flesh.

Claiming Cassia
Lost Lunason Series
Book 3
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 1/18/19

ASIN: B07KBGLNMN

Number of pages: 107
Word Count: 51,977

Book Description:

Just when she thinks it’s safe to concentrate on her relationships, Cassia’s world is turned upside down once again.

The most dangerous enemy of the enchanted is on the loose and nobody is safe.
Celestia has made the ultimate sacrifice for her sister; unfortunately, this is the worst time for her to be so vulnerable.

Secrets are revealed that leave Cas wanting more than just answers, and her three muscular mates hope to give her everything she desires.

If you thought Chasing Cas was hot, you won’t believe the action in book three!


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 Excerpt Book Three:
Cassia looked as though she’d been struck, and Vita used the momentary shock to her advantage. Like a viper, she lunged at Ari and sunk her fangs into his neck. For the first time since she’d laid her eyes on the sexy Mr. Shoren, Vita finally got to taste him. His blood poured into her mouth, and she greedily sucked it down, enjoying the refreshing taste of his untainted magic. Ari was stronger than even Vita had realized, and she was thrilled at the taste of unfiltered power flowing through his veins. Knowing it wouldn’t be long before someone reacted and attempted to stop her, Vita regrettably released her prey’s throat. She winked at Cas and licked her lips, then called on her magic and began to disappear. Vita was going to finally take Ari to her bed. She easily could have killed Cas, but the thought of leaving the pathetic witch to wallow in her misery was better than the idea of her death.
Cassia watched in shock as Vita sunk her fangs into Ari’s neck, but as they started to shimmer and disappear, Cas burst into action. She ran full speed toward them and jumped onto Vita’s back. The unexpected interruption must have worked to disrupt Vita’s concentration, and the transportation spell backfired.
As soon as she released Ari, Cas used her power to propel Vita across the room, smashing her into the opposite marble wall. “You stupid bitch,” Vita roared, “Ari is mine!”
“I’ll never be yours, Vita!” Ari sent a powerful blast of fire toward the woman, but she effortlessly dodged the flame. Cas grew anxious when she realized that Vita didn’t appear even the slightest bit affected by anything they did to her. Even the force of hitting the white stone didn’t seem to slow her down. She ran at Ari and slid across the marble floor at the last second, sticking her feet out and hitting him in the knees. Cas heard bone crack seconds before Ari howled in pain and toppled to the floor.
Cas was unsure how she did it, but immediately after contacting with Ari’s body, Vita shot to her feet and bounded over a nearby couch. “You like this one better?” Vita snickered and lunged at Jordan, clutching his throat and digging her nails into his neck. Cas was horrified as Jordan’s skin began to turn black - she’d never seen anything like it. Green mist surrounded Cassia’s lover, and a powerful blast of water shot from his fingertips, forcing Vita to lose her grip and stumble backward.
Cas used the opportunity to try and get Vita as far away from them as she could. She called on her most powerful element and thrust a gust of wind toward the crazed enchantress. Vita went crashing into an end table, and the force of her body shattered not only the pristine white lamp but also the white oak of the stand. Ari sent more fire at her, but Vita didn’t stay down long and quickly cast a shielding spell. “You idiots,” she screamed, “you are not powerful enough to destroy me! I will kill you, Cassia Lunason, and your tattooed party boy!”


Portal of Power
Lost Lunason Series
Book 4
Stacie Sultrie

Genre: Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: 4/16/19

ASIN:  B07MTVN998

Number of pages: 117
Word Count: 52,000

Book Description:

The happily ever after you've been waiting for! Or is it?

The bonding of multiple mates, a group of true soulmates, will unlock the ultimate power...

That was the prophecy that changed the way the enchanted mated, the prophecy that gave way to enchantresses taking more than one mate.

When Cas and her men finally complete their bonding ceremony, they are shocked to discover that they've opened a portal to another world. They didn't know that their love would open the door to another dimension, but they are also clueless about what's on the other side.

Will monsters flow through the newly opened gate, or is this the world they were destined to live in?

Though the quartet has no idea what to expect, they certainly didn't think that the portal would draw the evil from their own dimension to their doorstep.

Can Cas and her mates finally defeat Vita?

Who is the mysterious Addie and why did the portal call to her?

Did Cassia and her mates finally find their happy ending, or will new problems threaten the happiness they've worked so hard for?

Find out these answers and more in this thrilling conclusion of The Lost Lunason Series!


Excerpt Book Four:
The guys had been silent during her exchange with Vita, but Jordan soon exclaimed, “Where the fuck did she go? We need to find that bitch before she does something crazy.”
“She could have gone anywhere,” Brax responded. “We could try to follow her transportation trail.” He stepped closer to the area Vita had recently vacated.
Ari shook his head and looked back at the portal, “We can’t, Brax. We have no idea what this,” he motioned to the still glowing circle, “even is. I think it appeared to us for a reason, and I don’t think we should ignore it. Vita will come back. She always comes back.”
 “Ari’s right,” Cas agreed, “she always comes back.” Cas sighed and looked into the portal, briefly wondering if the trees really were made out of gold. She couldn’t believe that only a few hours ago she swore her life to her men, she’d experienced the joy of joining with them and the intense emotions that had flowed through the bond when they made love for the first time. It was the happiest night of her life, and she shouldn’t have been surprised that Vita attempted to ruin it. She didn’t know what the portal was exactly, but it appeared to them for a reason, and she would protect it until they could learn more. If they went chasing after Vita, the portal could close, or people from the other side could enter their world. There was no telling who or what could come through, and there was no way that Cas could unleash more monsters on this world. Vita was wicked enough. “Now that she knows where we are, I have no doubt that it won’t take long for her to try and destroy us.”                
"No, I don’t think it will take long at all,” Vita laughed from directly behind Ari, “did you miss me, lover? I know I missed you,” Vita proclaimed before plunging her fangs into Ari’s neck.
Cassia was furious that this woman dared touch her mate.  “How dare you touch my mate?!” Her enraged yell seemed to tear everyone from their stunned immobility, and Jordan and Brax rushed toward Ari.
Cassia was closer, however, and she felt Ari’s fire flowing through her veins. She snagged Vita’s floor-length red hair and watched in shock and horror as the strands engulfed into flames. Cas new she was angry, knew she could feel the power flowing through her, but she didn’t even intend to use the magic. She quickly realized that she needed to learn how to control the power now surging through her before she harmed someone that didn’t deserve it.
Vita screamed in agony as she released Ari from her death bite, and the guys swiftly pulled him from her reach. Cas called on her most powerful element and sent a blast of air at the flaming vampire. The fire died quickly, and though Cassia wanted Vita to meet her end, she couldn’t stand by and watch while someone burned to death.


About the Author:

Stacie Sultrie was born and raised in the United States and currently lives in a tiny Midwestern town. She has a loving and supportive husband who always encourages her to follow her dreams. Stacie has an amazingly athletic son that habitually hauls the family around the Midwest for sporting events. She also has two darling dogs that stay up late with her while she works on her books. Stacie is a stay-at-home mom, has earned her bachelor's degree in psychology, and plans to continue writing while pursuing a master's degree. She enjoys watching her son play sports, is an avid reader, and has a myriad of artistic hobbies. Stacie has always appreciated horror, paranormal, and romance books, but after reading her first reverse harem, was hooked on the genre. She hopes to publish a book every two or three months, and is grateful to everyone that supports her!



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