Thursday Threads – The Highlander’s Outlaw Bride

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Cathy MacRae‘s wonderful historical romance, The Highlander’s Outlaw Bride:

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Genre: Scottish historical romance
Heat level: Sensual

Blurb:

Thrust into the role of laird upon his father’s unexpected death, Connor MacLaurey returns home to find his cousin has usurped his lands and title. Furthermore, his betrothed–a lass he barely knows and certainly did not agree to marry–is hunted by the sheriff, accused of stealing cattle. His plan is to petition the king for clemency for the foolish chit, break the betrothal, and take his castle back from his treacherous cousin. Marriage is not in his plans.

Brianna Douglas has no use for men. Widowed young, berated daily for failing to give her husband a child, and sent home in subsequent disgrace, she devotes her life to holding her family’s land for her young brother as their sotted father drowns his sorrow in whisky over her mother’s death. Raiders have hit her clan hard, and to save them, she finds herself betrothed to Laird MacLaurey’s absent son to seal a pact of protection with the MacLaurey clan.

Forced into a marriage neither wants, it will take a king’s edict and sacrifice from both to discover what love means. But can they accept their losses and learn from their mistakes before Brianna marries another?

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Excerpt:

“Explain why ye hate me so.” Conn’s voice sounded soft and low, both gentling and demanding at the same time.

Brianna glanced past him, her gaze darting from side to side, judging the possibility of escape. There was none, and after a moment she lifted her chin a notch, refusing to answer him. He hid a grin at her courage and pride. And stubbornness.
“Have ye always disliked the idea of marriage, then?”

A disdainful breath escaped her. “I was married once before. It dinnae interest me much then, either.”

“Yer previous husband was only a lad. Heir to a sizeable bit of land, but still just a lad.”

“And ye can do better,” she tossed at him, repeating his earlier boast to the king.

“Ye know I can.” He touched the backs of his fingers to her cheek and she gasped, her skin darkening beneath his touch. “I cannae get our love-making out of my mind.”

Brianna shrugged. “Och, there was nothing to recommend it to me. I have already put it from my mind.”

“I apologize for that, dearling. Ye willnae feel so bereft the next time, I promise ye.”

“Dinnae bother. All I want from ye is Morven’s protection for Wyndham.”

He met her steely stare. “Ye dinnae want me?”

“Nae,” she ground between clenched teeth, her nostrils flaring.

“Ye werenae married long enough to appreciate a man in yer bed. I bet ye still have yer dowry chest.” He teased her lightly, wanting to see a smile on her lips.

“I burned the wood to warm my cold bedroom,” she snarled in reply.

“Yer wedding dress?”

“Rags for the stable!”

He leaned closer, his voice a raw whisper in her ear. “I would settle for marrying ye the way I found ye.” Brianna eyed him in puzzlement, and he knew the instant she remembered he had pulled her from the burn as naked as the day she was born.

With a snarl of either rage or despair, she flung herself away from the wall. Before he could stop her, she darted beneath his arm and fled down the darkened hallway, her billowing silver hair the last thing to fade into the darkness.

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Buy Link: http://www.amzn.com/B00UD9JMBQ

Author Bio:

Cathy MacRae

Cathy enjoys weaving tales of romance in the Highland mists. Her stories feature strong heroes and feisty heroines in pursuit of their happy-ever-afters in medieval Scotland.

When not writing, Cathy can be found curled up in a chair with a book or enjoying the outdoors with her corgis and newest member of the family, Freki. A member of RWA and Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, she is currently working on another Highland romance novel and planning her next trip to Scotland.

Check out her website at http://www.cathymacraeauthor.com for book updates, writing and author posts, as well as her thoughts on gardening and dogs. She would love to hear from you!

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Romance Weekly – Lights, Camera, Action

Love Write Chat

 

Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all….. About our writing of course! Every week we’ll answer questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride!

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@LoveChatWrite).

 

coverfinalcovercookiecutter copyJo Richardson started off today’s blog tour by showing us the cast of her amazing (and hilarious) new novel Cookie Cutter. if you’re starting your blog tour here, jump back and take a look: http://jrrichardsonfics.weebly.com/the-blog

Today Victoria Barbour wants us to show her the cast of your most recent book or WIP.Geek God

And check out her Forever Geek series. It’s amazing:

 

 

 

Welcome to Hearts in Orbit, Volume 2: Pirates of the Dark Nebula, the movie. Casting couch ready? Lets go:

Emma Stone

 

Playing Doctor Luna Callista is the incomparable Emma Stone. The auburn Haired, green eyed actress is a perfect match for my description. And she’s hot.

The brilliant Luna Callista is the sister of Phoebe from the first Hearts in Orbit book, The Blarmling Dilemma, and she’s got a galaxy-changing new technology that the pirates want.

 

 

 

James Marsden

 

Our Hero, Rik Mazar is played by the dashing James Marsden. An undercover galactic marshal, Rik has been entrenched with the Pirates of the Dark Nebula for three years. He barely remembers what it’s like to be ‘normal.’ When Luna falls into his hands, it’s time to get out.

 

Benedict Cumberbatch

 

Benedict Cumberbatch plays Luna’s brilliant colleague, Doctor Ian von Alderamin, the inventor of the Tractor Beam, and Starship Cloaking device. Together he and Luna hold the key to the galaxy’s next biggest technological breakthrough.

 

 

 

Carol Kane

 

Carol Kane plays the mysterious Magda Konicie, a Ferang fortuneteller and mystic. Magda has ‘the sight.’

 

 

 

Peter Dinklage

 

Reprising his role from The Blarmling Dilemma is Peter Dinklage as Markus Stout. Markus, the diminutive clown from Rotund’s Traveling Galactic Show, takes on a more serious role in this movie as the protector of a group of back-water refugees and programer of photon torpedoes on The Starboard Mist.

 

 

 

Jaden Smith

 

 

Jaden smith has been tapped to play Quatrain Tyson. Quatrain, a thirteen-year-old next-generation computer gamer (with loads of attitude) becomes The Starboard Mist’s top gunner.

 

 

 

Penelope Cruz

 

 

Last, but certainly not least, our villain, Kristin Devenport played by Penelope Cruz. We also met Kristin in The Blarmling Dilemma as a side character. Here she takes center stage as the pirate you’ll love to hate.

 

 

So, who did Leslie Hachtel cast for her latest work? Find out by continuing the tour: https://lesliehachtelwriter.wordpress.com/

Thursday Threads

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Unknown Protector by Maggie Mundy:

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Blurb:

 
Two things have helped Nicole cope since the murder of her husband. One is running her detective agency, and the other is her guardian angel Mira. When Mira is killed by a demon, Nicole accepts the help of a Ridge, a long haired, cigar smoking diamond in the rough with wings. Things go from bad to worse when a replacement guardian cannot be found. She has to trust Ridge, which is tricky when she realizes there are no demons or angels, just parasitic aliens that humans have built the myths of these celestial beings around. Ridge isn’t an angel or a devil, but an alien half breed known as a Midworlder. He is also way too sexy for his own good, or is it her own good.

 

 
Excerpt:

 
“Please don’t drop me, please don’t drop me,” Nicole repeated as she closed her eyes. She didn’t like flying in planes, let alone being dragged through the night sky by an oversexed scruffy angel who was too hot for his own good. Or was it her own good.

“I won’t let you fall. Look around before we go over. I reckon you’ve guessed the events of tonight aren’t the way we normally do things. Humans aren’t meant to be aware of our flying through the night sky which means I can’t let you remember any of this.”

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. His face was close to hers as he gripped her tight around her waist. It was too dark to read what he might be thinking from his expression. His lips were so close and her own were parting at the thought he might kiss her. She trembled, but not from fear anymore and hoped he couldn’t read her mind. They were being hunted and she wanted a kiss, no she longed for it. He had to be putting the thoughts in her head.

She needed to get her mind off him so she gazed down at San Francisco. Her adopted city stretched out below with steep streets reaching down to the harbor, while the lights on the Golden Gate Bridge shone in the distance, reflecting on the water below. She smiled as a tear flowed down her cheek. She had never seen it this way before. For a moment she forgot others were after them or after her in particular. She peeked over Ridge’s shoulder and glanced back over his wings as they glided through the sky. Three dark, winged shapes were following and could be seen against the light of the full moon. Maybe the full moon could explain why strange things were happening, because this was like staring at a scene from a horror movie, except it was real.

The shapes of their pursuer’s bodies blurred. She turned back to the city but the lights of San Francisco were disappearing. In the moonlight she focused on the face next to her. Ridge smiled and touched her cheek with his.

“It’s okay. I’m gonna get you a new guardian and all of this will go away. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

She didn’t want a new guardian, she wanted Mira back. It went dark and reminded her of when she went adventure-caving in Australia. The absolute darkness of underground where not even a trickle of light breaks through, no matter how hard you look. She couldn’t see Ridge anymore, but the closeness of him and the darkness amplified the sound of his wings. For a moment they were all that existed in the universe. His lips touched hers and her mouth opened to him only to have him pull away. Did he mean to do that?

“I suggest you close your eyes and give your mind over to me,” he whispered.

Nicole shook her head and tried to get herself back to reality, whatever that was. “I’m not going anywhere with my eyes shut after tonight, and from what I’m picking up at times your mind seems a bit murky to let you in again.”

“Suit yourself darling, but don’t blame me if you pass out.”

Pain sliced through her temple. She squeezed her eyes shut and instinctively hugged Ridge tighter. His thoughts were in her head again telling her to relax, but this time it wasn’t working. She tried to hold down the rising alarm of what would happen next. Somehow she had an inkling it wasn’t going to be good.

 

 

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Romance Weekly – Flash Fiction

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Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all….. About our writing of course! Every week we’ll answer questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride!

 

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@LoveChatWrite).

 

Riding the Storm Out If you’ve wondered in from P. J. Fiala’s wonderful blog or are starting your tour with me, welcome to a fun day filled with great flash fiction pieces.

Untrue Colors

Today’ s Flash fiction challenge comes from Veronica Forand who wants us to do some Flash Fiction – 100 words- using the words…Spring, coffee, and lizard.

 

 

FYI: I just returned from Garycon, a gaming convention in honor of Gray Gygax the co-creator of Dungeons and Dragons, so if I have gaming on my mind…well…

 

Are you game?

Stacey moved the figure on the game board. “A giant lizard springs at you from the darkness.”

 
She picked up the dice and rolled. Yes! “Your boots sustain three points of damage and your breastplate is now a pile of scrap iron.”

 
Jason set down his coffee. “Which means?”

 

Fitness. Strong man with beautiful, sexy body
“One sock and your shirt.”

 
Stacey drooled as Jason pulled his T-shirt up, revealing chiseled abs. Yeah, the hottest guy in her gaming club was ripped.

 
“You know, we could have just played poker.”

 
Stacey smiled. “Where’s the challenge in that?”

 
Jason raised an eyebrow, grabbing up the dice. “My turn.”

 

So, what did Mikki Cober write? Continue your tour by heading to: http://www.mikkicober.blogspot.com/

Thursday Threads – A Pretty Penny

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Neva Brown and her wonderful novel, A Pretty Penny:

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BLURB:
Clayton Brandt knows the cost of a woman but he never knew the value of a woman until Penny, quiet, efficient, and determined, invades his workplace then his life.

 
Penny, inadvertently, sets off a chain of events that threatens her life and the happy-ever-after that she hoped for with Clayton.

 
How they navigate through government agents’ plans, vindictive women’s plans, and their vastly different upbringing to find common ground to nurture a love that clings through all the troubles and trials takes the reader on a compelling vicarious journey.

 
EXCERPT:
Awestruck and wondering how a rodeo producer managed to have such a grandiose personal jet, Penny jumped in surprise at the clipped, commanding voice behind her. She turned and focused on the imposing man who extended a lean, hard hand for her to shake as he towered over her.

 
“I presume you’re Wilma’s little friend.”

 
His emphasis on “little” implied so much more than the fact that she was only five foot two, one hundred five pounds. She stiffened.

 
“I’m Penelope Ann Jones. And, yes, Wilma and I are friends.”

 
“I’m Clayton Brandt, your boss.” His icy stare chilled her from head to toe.

 
“Are you another of her projects, or can you do a day’s work for a day’s pay?”

 
Her haughtiness probably added to his irritation, but she wasn’t about to cower before this arrogant tyrant.

 
Stretching her neatly clad body and raising her eyes from his chest to his cold, gray eyes, she answered with an indifferent tone.

 
“I can do the work Wilma said would be expected of me, sir.”

 
She bit her tongue to keep from adding that she had a master’s degree in finance, held a CPA license, and had worked as a secretary all the way through college. Just because she had been following the rodeo did not make her incapable, just besotted with love.

 
He curtly dismissed her. “Get buckled up. The pilot is ready to take off.”

 

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His woodsy scent and the feel of his hand still lingered in her memory. From her luxurious lounger, she continued to watch. He frowned at Wilma. His words became clear enough for Penny to hear.

 
“I thought we got through your ‘mother hen’ phase a few years back. Where did you find this one?”

 
Wilma’s longsuffering look made Penny strain to hear the reply.

 
“The ‘mother hen’ periods as you call them passed a long time ago. Penny is different. She was Jason’s wife, but none of our family even knew they were married. They’d been married almost a year when that bull killed him.”

 
“Then she’s a rich young widow. Why does she need to work?”

 
“Things aren’t quite what they seem. Jason never got around to changing his will and never had her sign a signature card to draw on his account at the bank. Being his usual distracted self, he just gave her cash. She had money but no permanent financial security.”

 
“So I guess you’re paying her bills. No wonder you want to put her to work.”

 
“Clayton, she was my baby brother’s wife and was ‘holed up’ in that fifth wheel at a trailer park with nothing but crackers and peanut butter. She’s smart and willing to work. You know I wouldn’t ask you to hire her if I didn’t believe she could do the job.”

 
He scowled at Wilma as she added, “I’d bet six month’s wages she’ll do a good job.”

 
“You may not have six month’s wages if she messes up. I don’t suffer fools and lazy people, as you well know. Right now, she looks like both to me,” he growled.

 
Penny let her eyelids shut completely at the hostile sound of his voice. A surge of adrenaline made her ears ring and her muscles twitch. Her anger churned, and her thoughts raced. Just who does this aging Adonis with a Neanderthal attitude think he is? Wilma thinks he hung the moon, and he acts like she is just some inconsequential employee when, in reality, she shields him from all kinds of thorny situations every day. She’s always telling me about the mountain of work she does to smooth the way for him. What an insufferable man!

 

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Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Pretty-Penny-Neva-Brown-ebook/dp/B00NMY1BJK/

Romance Weekly – My current WIP

Love Write Chat

Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all….. About our writing of course! Every week we’ll answer questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride!

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Riding the Storm Out

If you’ve wondered in from P. J. Fiala’s wonderful blog or are starting your tour with me, get ready for a glimpse of the future, as we reveal our current works in progress.

Sing To Me

Today Raine Balkera wants to know what everyone is working on ATM. Details & conundrums, plus five bonus points for including a wee bit of your favorite scene.

 

You better believe I’m going for those extra points.

 

My current work in progress is the sequel to The Blarmling Dilemma entitled Pirates of the Dark Nebula. I’m about halfway through writing the story and it’s shaping up nicely.

 

Here’s the blurb:

 

It can’t fall into the wrong hands.

 
Luna Callista holds the key to a galaxy changing new technology. Captured by a ruthless band of deep-space pirates, she’s rescued by a man filled with dark secrets of his own. Who is Rik Mazar?

 
Galactic protector or rogue pirate?

 
After three years undercover among the Brotherhood of the Dark Nebula, Rik Mazar isn’t sure what side of the law he’s walking. In a world of murder and betrayal, his life goes on the line every day. But, protecting Luna Callista means putting his heart in as much danger as his hide.

 
A rusting service droid, a Ferang fortuneteller, and a ship full of back-water refugees are their only allies, as two hearts go into orbit to save a galaxy in peril.

 
Hearts in Orbit: Volume 2 – Pirates of the Dark Nebula is a science fiction romance set in the far-flung space traveling future, continuing the series’ course across a galaxy filled with love and adventure.

 

And here’s that snippet:

Narko’s gaze shifted to Rik. “Whadaya want me ta do, boss?”

 
Rik forced a smirk. “Get the old woman a coat. One of those sub-zero, radiant assault jackets. If the woman’s cold, let’s give her an oven.”

 
Narko chuckled and nodded his head, then his gaze fell on to Luna. “What about her?”

 
Only then did Rik let his real emotions show. The smile that crossed his face and the open lust he let show would certainly be misinterpreted by the pirate. “Leave her with me. Maybe I can teach her to be a bit more civil when she asks for something.”

 
Rik had Luna in his arms the moment the door closed behind Narko. “Is everyone alright? Are you alright?”

 
He didn’t wait for an answer, diving in for a kiss. The purring rumble in Luna’s throat and the passion she poured into the kiss spoke volumes. Had she missed him as much as he’d missed her?

 
He wanted her so badly, but still wore the dust and grime of his recent mission. Not like this. He pulled back. “I need a shower.”

 
“A shower?” Lust-filled joy twinkled in Luna’s eyes.

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Hearts in Orbit: Volume 2 – Pirates of the Dark Nebula is scheduled for release this summer from Soul Mate Publishing.

 

Now click HERE to find out what Katie O’Connor is currently working on.

Rekindled Fire

 

Thursday Threads – Blood Brothers

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Blood Brothers, Book tow of The Turning Stone Chronicles by the incredible writing duo known as C. D. Hersh:

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TITLE: Blood Brothers, Book two The Turning Stone Chronicles
GENRE: Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy
HEAT LEVEL: Sensual

InDtale Magazine, in their November 17, 2014 four and half star review, said ““The Promised One” takes paranormal and turns it on its ear, taking shape-shifting to a whole other level.” The unique shape shifting found in the first book of The Turning Stone Series gets even more surprising as Promised One Rhys Temple discovers his abilities surpass those of any other Turning Stone Member. Take a peek at the excerpt from book two Blood Brothers and discover what Rhys can do.

BLURB:
When Delaney Ramsey is enlisted to help train two of the most powerful shape shifters the Turning Stone Society has seen in thousands of years, she suspects one of them is responsible for the disappearance of her daughter. To complicate matters, the man has a secret that could destroy them all. Bound by honor to protect the suspect, Delaney must prove his guilt without losing her life to his terrible powers or revealing to the police captain she’s falling for that she’s a shape shifter with more than one agenda.

The minute Captain Williams lays eyes on Delaney Ramsey, he knows she’s trouble. Uncooperative, secretive, and sexy, he can’t get her out of his mind. When he discovers she has a personal agenda for sifting through all the criminal records in his precinct, and secretly investigating his best detective, he can’t let her out of his sight. He must find out what she’s looking for before she does something illegal. If she steps over the line, he’s not certain he can look the other way for the sake of love.

EXCERPT:

 
Grumbling, Rhys unlocked the door to Alexi’s house and ushered in Eli. “Don’t know why I couldn’t have stayed with Alexi in the hospital.”

 
“I told ye, laddie, we havetae prepare for the council meeting. They’re going tae want tae know what ye can do.”

 
Rhys glanced at his watch. “In four hours? It took Alexi years.”

 
“She hasnae the innate skill ye do. Tae draw power from the rings o’ other shifter hasnae been done in thousands o’ centuries and ye did it. Twice.”

 
Had his hasty decision to join the Turning Stone Society been a bad idea? But it tied him to Alexi, in multiple ways. He didn’t regret that. Rhys hung his Stetson on the hall rack and then shrugged out of his coat. “Where do we start?”

 
“With something ye’ve already done. Ye can try tae pull oot my life force.”

 
Rhys backed away, hands in the air. “No way. I’m not fond of you, but I don’t want to kill you, old man.”

 
“Ye’ll nae harm me. I’ll control the contact. Ye need tae do whatever ’twas ye did the first time.”

 
“Don’t know what I did.”

 
Eli stroked his beard. “Then we’ll wing it.” He held his hands out to Rhys. “Take both o’ my hands. ’Twas closed contact the first time.”

 
“Alexi was here. Don’t we need three?”

 
“Mayhaps not. Since ye have yer own ring, ye’ll have more power.” Eli waggled his hand at Rhys. “Come on, laddie.”

 
He slowly grasped Eli’s gnarled hands, keeping a loose grip the old man could easily break. Nothing happened. “Now what?”

 
“Think about my hirt pumping and see if you can will it tae slow, or race.”

 
Concentrating, Rhys stared into Eli’s eyes. Then he remembered the visions of the future Eli had given him in the ER while Alexi was still unconscious. He’d no desire to see terrible omens again.

 

Quickly, he unfocused his gaze to see all of Eli’s face. The old man’s features doubled and softened.

 
Rhys slowed his breathing, like he had when he’d prepared to take a marksman shot on the Iraqi battlefront. The measured beat of his heart, slow and steady, thrummed in his ears. He thought about Eli, pictured his blood racing through his veins. The rhythm of Rhys’ blood pounding in his ears hiccupped, a second beat joining in. Startled, he moved his focus off Eli. The air surrounding them shimmered.

 
“Yer doing it, laddie,” Eli whispered in a strained voice.

 
The tone caused Rhys to return his gaze to Eli’s face. Gray. Like his buddies in Iraq before they died. “You okay?”

 
“Aye. Keep going.”

 
Tapping into the double heartbeats, Rhys let the rhythm drop into a muted background noise, keeping a steady focus on Eli’s face. His features doubled and then wavered. Rhys blinked, and a woman’s face appeared, partially transposed over Eli’s. Startled, Rhys tried to drop Eli’s hands but the old man gripped tighter.

 
“Dinna stop,” he commanded. “Concentrate.”

 
Rhys focused. The woman’s features shifted, and Eli disappeared completely. His grip changed, his hands becoming smaller and softer. Rhys yanked away and stumbled backward.

 
A woman stood where Eli had been, staring at him with a startled expression that matched Rhys’ confusion.

 
“By the Druid’s beard,” she said. “What did ye do?”

 
“Where’s Eli?”

 
The woman’s form wavered for a second, and Eli appeared in her place. He staggered forward and grabbed Rhys’ shoulder, steadying himself. “Isnae there anything ye canna do, laddie?”

 
“What just happened?”

 
“Ye pulled oot my alter ego.” His knees dipped, and Rhys grabbed his elbow. “And I think a bit o’ my life force.”

 
“Let’s get you seated.” Rhys led Eli to the kitchen and lowered him onto a chair. “Your alter ego is a woman?”

 
“Aye. And sae will yours be. All the men have female alter egos.”

 
“And the women have men?” That would explain the man he’d seen Alexi change from the night he discovered she was a shape shifter.

 
“How did ye do that?” Eli said.

 
“You mean you don’t know?”

 
“Nay. I’m hoping ye can describe it, for I’ll be wanting ye tae do it agin, but without the life force pulling part. While I can withstand it, I doubt the other council members could. We’ll not be wanting tae kill one o’ them tae prove yer a true Promised One.”

 

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Book one of The Turning Stone Chronicles titled “The Promised One” currently available in eBook and paperback on Amazon at: http://amzn.com/B00DUMODKI

Book two of The Turning Stone Chronicles titled “Blood Brothers” currently available in eBook on Amazon at: http://amzn.com/B00OVNFC8W

Book three of The Turning Stone Chronicles titled “Son of the Moonless Night” is scheduled for release early summer 2015 from Soul Mate Publishing.

Book four of The Turning Stone Chronicles titled “The Mercenary and the Shifters” coming in 2016 from Soul Mate Publishing.

 

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