Tuesday, June 18, 2024

New Release: A Taste of Honey PG Forte

Posted by: PG Forte
Well, I have a surprise release to announce. A Taste of Honey hit the stores earlier than expected. This is the annotated version and, after re-reading it over the last couple of weeks, I have to say this it still remains one of my favorite books.
When Chapter One opens, Lucy has this to say about her life:
"while everyone around her seemed suddenly immersed in fresh new lives and new loves, she’d had to content herself with more of the same old, same old. Not that there was any part of her life that she wanted to change, she reminded herself sternly. She took a moment to rap her knuckles against the side of one of the wooden half barrels that served as planters on the terrace of the tea shop where she and her two best friends were having breakfast. The same old everything she had was pretty damn great.
She had two wonderful kids, satisfying work, a comfortable house, and she’d been happily married to the love of her life for the past sixteen and a half years."

It was so much fun writing about a couple who'd been together for nearly two decades. A couple who knew each other, loved each other, and accepted each other--flaws and all. And then turn it around, give them a really big problem to wrestle with (a couple of problems, actually) and then force them to struggle and grow and find their way back to each other.

They were and are so real to me. I swear they used to visit me in my dreams when I was working on the book before theirs and question me about when I'd get to their story. I remember being so concerned that I wouldn't be able to do them justice, but in the end, I think I acquitted myself pretty well.



A Taste of Honey
Oberon 4.0

For Lucy Greco Cavanaugh, life is a dream come true.  She has it all. The perfect family. The perfect husband. The perfect marriage. What more could she wish for?  Other than the chance to do it all again. To experience once more the agony and ecstasy of falling in love with the man of her dreams. To recapture the joy and uncertainty that comes with starting over.

As far as Dan Cavanaugh is concerned, his life has become a nightmare. His storybook marriage is on the line when Deirdre Shelton-Cooper, the runaway daughter of a former girlfriend arrives in Oberon intent on proving Dan is her father. Even though he's convinced the girl's claims are false, Dan decides his only chance to keep from losing everything lies in keeping her very existence a secret from his wife and family.

 

But, sometimes, what you don't know can hurt you--and those you love. When Deirdre, masquerading as a surfer girl named Monica, accidentally hooks up with their son, Seth, Lucy and Dan are left to wonder: has their perfect, fairy-tale romance, turned into a classic Greek tragedy?

 

Sometimes you get exactly what you wish for.  And it's more than you'd ever dreamed.


https://books2read.com/TasteOfHoney


You can download a free prequel novella here: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/5xxljdbblb


Such Fleeting Pleasures

An Oberon Prequel Novella  

 

Love wasn't always strawberries and cream for Lucy and Dan Cavanaugh...or was it? In this Oberon prequel, we travel back in time to see how it all began. 

Most of the material in this prequel novella (set some eighteen years before the series begins) also appears as flashback scenes in A Taste of Honey.

Monday, June 17, 2024

HERE BE NEWS for Monday June 17, 2024

Posted by: PG Forte

 

 




 Monday June 17, 2024 

Welcome to HERE BE NEWS, where each monday we bring you all the latest from the fantasy romance authors at Here Be Magic:








A House by Any Other Name
Jenny Schwartz
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CB6PV7PN 

 Reality is a complicated multiverse of many species and rare magic. Diplomats are the official envoys and investigators who hold the Union of Worlds together. 

Raisa never intended to be a diplomat. Like so many things in her life, it was her stepmother’s idea. 

Hector is an elf in disgrace. He chose his cyborged brother over his lying, abusive family. Elves revile augmented people. They leave such despicable technology to their ancient enemies, the goblins. 

When a diplomatic mission strands the two elves on a goblin world they find themselves the target of a legendary killer. If they die, so will the emergent species they were sent to save. 

*** “A House by Any Other Name” is a stand alone novel in the “Hidden Sanctuary” series. It includes characters from the “Uncertain Sanctuary” trilogy. No previous knowledge of Reality is necessary to enjoy the adventure.

Monday, June 10, 2024

HERE BE NEWS for Monday June 10, 2024

Posted by: PG Forte

 

 




 Monday June 10, 2024 

Welcome to HERE BE NEWS, where each monday we bring you all the latest from the fantasy romance authors at Here Be Magic:



Thursday June 6, 2024: Nicole Luiken introduces us to her Top Five June Releases






NEW! 

BULLETPROOF
Dark Paranormal Romance
By Linda Mooney
Word Count: 56.3K
$3.99 e / $10.99 p

Wanting to wind down after a week-long seminar, U.S. Federal Marshal Stokker Teague finds himself in a hotel bar with plans to celebrate with a few drinks. Seeing a cute female sitting alone a few tables away, he’s interested and decides to make his move to see if she’ll bite. He’s got some time to kill before his flight home in a couple of days, so why not?

 Diane takes the bait, but their one-night stand ends up being so much more than either of them expected. Diane knows she’s getting sidetracked from her job but this time it can wait. She deserves some fun, even though she’s sure it won’t last.

 When time starts ticking on a job, Diane must strike when the opportunity presents itself. She takes her shot and runs. It breaks her heart to leave Stokker, but she convinces herself it couldn’t last. Her job would always keep them apart—except it seems fate has other plans. They keep running into each other no matter how much she wants to stay away and keep Stokker from finding out the truth.

 When Stokker discovers who Diane really is and what she is, he’s torn between his job and his heart. Does he turn her over to the police for murder, or should he allow her to keep delivering her brand of vigilante justice?

 Warning! Contains bullet flushing, a Dastardly Good Donut Shop, faulty (?) surveillance cameras, wearing socks in bed, a girl named Carla, a look that can kill, and two people learning to cope with the uniqueness of their love affair.

 Excerpt and Buy Links: https://lindamooney.com/Bulletproof.htm 

Thursday, June 6, 2024

Top Five June Releases

Posted by: Nicole Luiken

 Not sure how it got to be June already, but here we are. Here are my top five new releases that I'm eagerly anticipating this month.


5/ The Fall of Waterstone by Lilith Saintcrow, book two in the Black Land's Bane trilogy. Think Tolkien-style elves plus Viking werewolves and, gasp, female characters.

4/ Some Murders in Berlin by Karen Robards. After years of writing very good romantic suspense, Robards has switched it to historical thrillers, though there's usually still a romantic subplot.

3/ A Ruse of Shadows by Sherry Thomas - Latest in the Lady Sherlock historical mystery series featuring the neuro-divergent Charlotte Holmes.

2/ Winter Lost by Patricia Briggs - Latest in the Mercy Thompson urban fantasy series. I love Mercy and the gang and can't wait to dive in.






1/ Hell for Hire by Rachel Aaron - Start of a new series by one of my favourite authors.

Tuesday, June 4, 2024

New! BULLETPROOF, a Dark Paranormal Romance by Linda Mooney

Posted by: Linda Mooney

NEW! 

BULLETPROOF
Dark Paranormal Romance
By Linda Mooney
Word Count: 56.3K
$3.99 e / $10.99 p

Wanting to wind down after a week-long seminar, U.S. Federal Marshal Stokker Teague finds himself in a hotel bar with plans to celebrate with a few drinks. Seeing a cute female sitting alone a few tables away, he’s interested and decides to make his move to see if she’ll bite. He’s got some time to kill before his flight home in a couple of days, so why not?

 Diane takes the bait, but their one-night stand ends up being so much more than either of them expected. Diane knows she’s getting sidetracked from her job but this time it can wait. She deserves some fun, even though she’s sure it won’t last.

 When time starts ticking on a job, Diane must strike when the opportunity presents itself. She takes her shot and runs. It breaks her heart to leave Stokker, but she convinces herself it couldn’t last. Her job would always keep them apart—except it seems fate has other plans. They keep running into each other no matter how much she wants to stay away and keep Stokker from finding out the truth.

 When Stokker discovers who Diane really is and what she is, he’s torn between his job and his heart. Does he turn her over to the police for murder, or should he allow her to keep delivering her brand of vigilante justice?

 Warning! Contains bullet flushing, a Dastardly Good Donut Shop, faulty (?) surveillance cameras, wearing socks in bed, a girl named Carla, a look that can kill, and two people learning to cope with the uniqueness of their love affair.

 Excerpt and Buy Links: https://lindamooney.com/Bulletproof.htm 

Monday, June 3, 2024

HERE BE NEWS for Monday June 3, 2024

Posted by: PG Forte

 

 




 Monday June 3, 2024 

Welcome to HERE BE NEWS, where each monday we bring you all the latest from the fantasy romance authors at Here Be Magic:



Tuesday May 28, 2024: Read Chapter Five of Linda Mooney's gripping fantasy romance, Dark Hours here:http://herebemagic.blogspot.com/2024/05/dark-hours-fantasy-romance-by-linda.html

Tuesday, May 28, 2024

DARK HOURS, a Fantasy Romance by Linda Mooney - Chapter 5

Posted by: Linda Mooney

DARK HOURS

Chapter 5 

            Kayge stared in horror as the dragon lifted its face, extending its neck so that the bulge could slide from its throat into its gullet. His mind continued to deny what his eyes were witnessing, even though his heart knew it for the truth. He threw a hand out toward the creature as it continued to undulate its neck, forcing Emers’ body downward.

            “Nooo!

            He tried to get to his feet, but his body wouldn’t obey. Helpless, he watched the dragon make one last effort to swallow. The swelling in its throat finally dropped, and the creature opened its mouth to belch.

            “No! No, no!” He managed to turn onto his side but his muscles remained rubbery and weak. Useless. Rolling onto his face against the cold packed earth, Kayge fought not to cry as his body refused to obey. “Get up, damn you! Get up!

            A hawking sound caught his attention. It was a sound he’d heard many times before, but not from a winged beast. Opening his eyes, he watched the thing hunch over until its chin rested on the ground. Its stomach heaved, and the thought that it might be trying to regurgitate Emers flashed through his mind.

            Struggling, Kayge somehow managed to turn onto his side. The dragon made several more hard coughing noises, when its jaws spread open as far as they could. A mass of something poured onto the dirt. Something grayish that shimmered in the sunlight. Something hard that fell in lumps.

            He eyed the vomit, searching for sign of Emers’ body. For something that resembled an arm or a leg. The mass had none of it.

            Glancing back at the thing, he saw the creature staring at him with one eye, and he’d swear he saw a smile peel back a portion of the dragon’s mouth.

            “You fiend! You abomination!

            He knew if the dragon could laugh, it would have. It seemed to be taunting him with its cruelty. Delighting in his misery.

            “This is not over!” Kayge swore to it. “I will kill you! I will slit your throat and bathe in your blood!”

            The animal took a few steps back, then turned and leaped into the sky. Knowing that all he could do was watch it fly away, Kayge kept his eyes on the thing. As it banked and came back around, an eerie voice came from overhead. A voice he thought he recognized, except this one was high-pitched and raspy.

            Follow me!

          Kayge gulped. He’d never heard of a dragon that could speak. Roar, yes. Bellow and howl as they normally do. But never speak a language.

            Follow!

           It swooped over him, almost sweeping the tips of its leathery wings across his skin. It gave him one more steely glare with its crimson eyes, then straightened and took off. Taking a direct path…

        Kayge doublechecked its flight path. If it continued in that direction, it was heading toward…

Toward Noranye.

            As incredible as it seemed, Kayge would swear the dragon wanted him to follow it back to Noranye.

            He gritted his teeth. “Aye, I will follow you back to that cursed town! I will follow you anywhere you want me to go, if only to avenge my beloved Emers. To make you pay!” he yelled at the departing creature.

Kayge groaned loudly. His arms were twisted in an unnatural position beneath his body, and little stilettoes of pain were slicing up and down his muscles to let him know they were about to fall asleep on him. After much effort, he dragged himself into a semi-sitting position as his mind fumbled about blindly, trying to grasp every sliver of reality.

A sudden gust of wind wrapped him in a grip of ice. His knee-jerk reaction was to draw his limbs against his body to try and preserve heat. It was then he realized he was completely naked and covered in some kind of slimy substance.

“What…”

He blinked. His mind still felt groggy, as if he’d spent the night drinking and had fallen asleep in the arms of Bacchus. The inside of his mouth felt incredibly filthy, his tongue like a lump of clay. He ran a hand over his face to try and rub some sensation back into it. A slow thread of shock wove through him when he saw the smear of blood on his palm. Another swipe over his mouth, and more blood came away at his touch. Blood mixed with that clear, gel-like…

Phlegm, his brain informed him. It’s dragon phlegm.

Whirling around, he stared at the mounds of what the thing had vomited.

“I was vomited up,” he said aloud, if only to hear himself voice the truth. “I was vomited up so it…” The next part was like a dagger to the heart. “It vomited me up to make room for my Emers.”

Lifting his face to the sky, he screamed her name. Venting his pain and despair until his voice was no longer his own. Only then did he allow himself to rest until he was able to perform his next task.

He faced another struggle before he was able to get on his feet. Despite the blasts of frigid air trying to knock him over, Kayge’s soldier instincts and training took over. For the moment he was unmindful of the weather.

The day had been born not too long ago. The sun had already cleared the distant mountain peaks and was now ascending higher in the sky. A quick check in the direction where the dragon had gone showed no sign of the thing, but Kayge knew he hadn’t dreamt it. The fact that he was here in the condition he was in, and Emers was gone, was proof he hadn’t imagined the encounter.

In all directions he could see gently rolling hills that, in the warmer months, would have been covered with hay or grain crops. Now they were only stubbled fields. Barren but for the occasional tree or large rocky cluster.

A sound from behind him made him whirl around in a crouching position. Immediately he felt a flood of relief. A small fire was burning itself out. The sound of charred logs falling over the embers was what had alerted him.

He paused, locking onto a nearby dark red object. He recognized it as a cloak, his woolen cloak lying across a fallen log, as if the person who had been wearing it had tossed it there and forgotten about it. Glancing around, Kayge saw that he was alone. Just as Emers had been alone.

But where was here? Where was this place?

Another gust of wind made his muscles spasm from the cold. Kayge went to retrieve the cloak. As he passed by the mound of vomitus, he nearly tripped over a pair of boots lying nearby.

“By the saints!”

Examining the mucus-covered remains more closely, he identified his uniform, his chain mail, and his armor. Vaguely, he recalled Emers wearing his clothing, but it hadn’t imprinted on his brain during his initial awakening. Now he could tell that, although the dragon had swallowed her whole, it had been forced to regurgitate that which wasn’t flesh.

The objects were sticky from the drying slime, but he had no choice if he wanted to keep from freezing to death. He winced as he noticed parts of his uniform were still warm—either from Emers’s body or from the dragon’s. It didn’t matter.

Once he was dressed, Kayge wrapped himself in the cloak for warmth and reached for the boots. They weren’t his, nor were they Emers’s, making him wonder who they belonged to. They were a tight fit, even after pulling out the bundles of dried grass stuffed inside them. But they would do until he could find more suitable ones to wear.

A sudden fit of coughing overtook him. Kayge tried to muffle the sound, but his throat felt like he’d swallowed sand. From the corner of his eye, he could see what looked like a water skin lying near the dying campfire a few meters away. Quickly he strode over and grabbed it. The skin was half-full. The water was cold and tasted better than anything he could remember. It also washed away the remaining threads of bile from his throat. Wiping his hand across his mouth, Kayge glanced around.

The horses were nowhere to be seen. He fleetingly wondered if the dragon had consumed them as well. At the thought of the creature, Kayge turned to face the route the creature had taken, and fierce determination strengthened him. Almost at the same time, that eerie voice whispered in his ear.

            Come find me! Emers needs you!

            He shuddered. Emers needed him? “She needs me? Does that mean she is not dead? Does that mean she still lives?”

He was answered with the ghost of more maniacal cackling.

            You are alive, are you not?

            The truth gripped him with icy talons. The dragon had swallowed him! The dragon had consumed him the same way it consumed Emers, except it didn’t have enough room for the both of them. It made sense now. It had vomited him up to make room for her.

            But why? Why make the switch?

            “Emers. My beautiful Emers. If there is the slightest chance you are still alive…”

            Iron resolve sent heat through his body, strengthening his bones and muscles, and giving him the clarity he needed.

            “I am coming for you, you beast from Hell! I am coming for you, and I will relieve you of my Emers even if I have to shove my arm down your cursed throat and pull her out myself!” He shook his fist at the horizon. “I am coming for you! Do you hear me? I am coming for you!


 TO BE CONTINUED


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