Monday, June 24, 2019

HERE BE NEWS for June 24, 2019

Posted by: Dani Harper, Author






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Monday, June 17 
"HERE BE NEWS" - All the latest from the gang at Here Be Magic.


Tuesday, June 18 -

"WRITERS and their FURRY ASSISTANTS" -  June 17-21 was "Take Your Pet to Work Week®". But you can still meet some of the four-footed sidekicks of the Here Be Magic authors!

Saturday, June 22 -
This week's Bring It Back(list) feature is OAK, Book 2 in the Celtic Legends Series by PG Forte. Scroll below for all the details.







OAK
Book 2 of the
Celtic Legend Series 
by PG FORTE

Twice each year, Aine Murphy ventures into the woods to hold ceremonies to honor the Oak King and the Holly King, never dreaming these Lords of the Forest could be anything more than myth. When the legends spring to life in front of her, how can she help but fall for the sexy demi-gods she's loved all her life?

From midwinter to midsummer, Fionn O'Dair rules the Greenworld as the Oak King--a role he feels is beyond his abilities, and one that dooms him to a loveless future, forever craving the one man he can never allow himself to have. How can he resist what Aine offers--the sweet devotion that soothes his aching soul, and the slim chance to live a "normal" life as her husband, if only for half a year?


Holly King Kieran Mac Cuilenn never desired a human lover--until now. Seeing Fionn and Aine together fills him with longing for the love he threw away and awakens feelings he thought he'd buried with the last Oak King. Is there enough magic in the solstice to correct the mistakes he made years ago? Or is he doomed to be forever left out in the cold?

Read an excerpt on HERE BE MAGIC 

Buy links: AMAZON, NOOK, APPLE, KOBO

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Saturday, June 22, 2019

Bring It Back(list) OAK by PG Forte

Posted by: PG Forte
Twice each year, Aine Murphy ventures into the woods to hold ceremonies to honor the Oak King and the Holly King, never dreaming these Lords of the Forest could be anything more than myth. When the legends spring to life in front of her, how can she help but fall for the sexy demi-gods she's loved all her life?

From midwinter to midsummer, Fionn O'Dair rules the Greenworld as the Oak King--a role he feels is beyond his abilities, and one that dooms him to a loveless future, forever craving the one man he can never allow himself to have. How can he resist what Aine offers--the sweet devotion that soothes his aching soul, and the slim chance to live a "normal" life as her husband, if only for half a year?

Holly King Kieran Mac Cuilenn never desired a human lover--until now. Seeing Fionn and Aine together fills him with longing for the love he threw away and awakens feelings he thought he'd buried with the last Oak King. Is there enough magic in the solstice to correct the mistakes he made years ago? Or is he doomed to be forever left out in the cold?

Excerpt: 

At the time of the summer solstice

The Holly King was not happy. Kieran Mac Cuilenn, Lord of Misrule and Ruler of the Waning Year, had been awake since before the dawn, intent on making the most of every last minute of freedom before his six-month reign began. He was also eager to be reunited with his lover, if only for a few short hours. But the day was swiftly passing, and the Oak King had yet to make an appearance. This made the third time since sunrise that Kieran had climbed to the top of this lonely hill to stand beside the Oak King’s tree, to lay a hand against the oak’s rough bark and whisper words of encouragement. But, just like the last two times, his pleas went unanswered. Naught but the faintest of pulses emanated from within the massive trunk, letting him know that his friend and lover continued to slumber.
“Damn you, Rory,” Kieran grumbled as worry and disappointment ate away at his temper. “What ails you? Why won’t you wake up?” He struck the tree with his fist, feeling more like a petulant child than a mature dru just settling into midlife.
He sighed in exasperation. Every summer it grew harder to coax the older tree spirit from his tree. At this pace, it would not be long before the only time they saw each other was at the winter solstice, which was under Kieran’s control. If that was to be the way of it, he was half-tempted to play the same sort of game this next December.
Why should he not pay Rory back in kind for worrying him so? But he knew he would never carry through with the threat. Their time together was already so short; anything less was unacceptable. All the same, however, something would have to be done. Kieran had been as patient as he knew how. The time had come for action.
“I’ll be back soon, you old goat,” Kieran promised, dealing the heavy trunk another sharp blow. “And, when I return, I will have you out of there if I have to set fire to your roots to do so.” Then he turned and headed back down the hill, a foggy idea already beginning to take shape.
He’d tried soft words and sweet enticements—they hadn’t worked—and Kieran was no longer in the mood for gentle coaxing. He would find another way to rouse Rory and draw him forth. All he needed was the proper goad, something to ignite the Oak King’s passion and force him from slumber. But what?
He’d gone no distance at all before the exact thing he needed appeared to him in the person of a handsome young dru lurking in the shadows of the trees adjacent to the path Kieran trod.
Kieran’s footsteps slowed. The lad was vaguely familiar, though Kieran did not know him by name. Something about the self-conscious expression on the youth’s face, the flush on his cheeks, the awkward way he dived for the shelter of the trees as though attempting to conceal himself, caught Kieran’s attention. He stopped in his tracks and fixed the lad with a piercing gaze. “You, there. Come out here at once and tell me what you are doing.”
The young man flushed even harder. “Why, n-nothing, sire. I mean, Y-your Majesty.” Taking a deep breath, he squared his shoulders, then stepped boldly onto the path. “I was just… I’d hoped…” Abruptly the lad dropped to his knees and bowed his head. “I wanted to wish you a H-happy Solstice, m-my liege.”
“Happy?” Kieran repeated the word thoughtfully. He did not consider either of the solstices to be joyful occasions. Once he might have done so, he supposed, but they’d long since become the dreariest of days, forever associated with sacrifice and loss.
“Aye, Your Majesty. And also…to wish you well as your reign commences.” He paused, tongue darting nervously out to wet his lips, then continued in a rush. “I know you are always with us, my liege, whether we see you or no. But the world will seem a bleaker place until you return again to grace us with your presence.”
“I see.” Kieran felt a rush of attraction such as he could not remember feeling in a very long time. It was followed almost immediately, however, by one of regret. What a shame they had not crossed paths earlier in the year. As it was, he now had no time to pursue anything with… “Stand up, my boy. And, tell me, what is your name?”
“F-fionn, m-my liege,” he said rising slowly to his feet. “Fionn O’Dair.”
Fionn. Kieran repeated the name silently. He would really have to try and remember that. “Well, I thank you, Fionn, for your well wishes.” The boy was delightful, bright as a summer morn—an oak, obviously—and, perhaps because of that, Kieran was suddenly reminded, most forcefully, of Rory.
It was then that the half-realized ideas in Kieran’s head coalesced into a plan. What better way to gain the Oak King’s attention than to flaunt a new lover in front of him, to make love to this lad right in the shade of Rory’s branches? Why, nothing could be more perfect! He could indulge in a harmless flirtation with Fionn and roust Rory from his bed at the same time.
Knowing Rory as he did, Kieran was certain the oak would waste no time in making Kieran pay for his insolence. He’d be wont to take his wayward lover hard and fast—very much in the same manner as Kieran planned on taking Fionn, if he were willing. The thought only added to Kieran’s excitement.
A smile overspread Kieran’s face. “I wonder, young Fionn, how sincere are you in wishing me happy? For, if you’re willing, I can think of a way in which you might assist me in making this solstice a very happy one indeed.”


Tuesday, June 18, 2019

WRITERS and their FURRY ASSISTANTS - #takeyourpettoworkweek

Posted by: Dani Harper, Author
Did you know it's "Take Your Pet To Work Week®"?
First celebrated in 1999, TYPTWW runs from Monday, June 17 to Friday, June 21 this year.

But many writers get to celebrate it EVERY day!  Our furry companions often take it upon themselves to become part of the creative process.

Read on to meet some of the "assistants" to the authors at Here Be Magic...

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Scruff keeps Maureen Bonatch 
in her writing chair!
MAUREEN - "Scruff appointed himself as my writing assistant from the moment he was adopted.

Initially he believed his job was  to challenge me to find time to write while chasing a puppy who tried to eat the push pins that fell from my writing boards.

Now he often lays behind my chair to make sure I don't try to escape and I get the words on the page."  ~ Maureen L. Bonatch

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Linda Mooney's writing buddies
LINDA - "This is Bo and Rusty, and their help in my writing took me a while to understand. You see, they frequently need to go outside to potty.

"At first, I was slightly irritated with them for this “constant” interruption, until I realized that (1) I needed to get my butt out of chair and my eyes off the screen every now and then, and (2) my going outside to throw the ball was beneficial to both of us.

"They’re my writing buddies, I love them dearly, and Bo also makes an excellent foot warmer in the winter months." ~ Linda Mooney

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Cloud proves cats make great supervisors 
NICOLE - "Cloud keeps me company while I write from home, sometimes supervising from her perch behind me, sometimes giving me an excuse to get up and stretch my legs as I obey her imperious commands to be let in or out. ~ Nicole Luiken

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Cindy Spencer Pape's canine brigade
CINDY - "We sit in judgement of your efforts. Also we will bark at the letter carrier or demand to go out right when your words are flowing best. Because we are 300 pounds of DOG on your couch." ~ Cindy Spencer Pape

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PG Forte's pals take her happiness seriously
PG - "Because I work from home, every week is Take Your Pet To Work Week. Here they are, patiently waiting for me to stop working and give them a treat or take them for a walk (they’re not allowed outside unmonitored anymore because of their high prey drives and total lack of intelligence when it comes to skunks—yeah, don’t ask).

"If it’s nighttime, the big one will try and make me go to bed whenever he’s tired because, apparently, he can’t sleep until he knows I’m tucked safely away.

"I suppose you could say that making sure I take regular breaks for exercise and food, and that I don’t stay up all night contributes to my health, which counts as contributing to my writing?  Yeah. It’s a stretch. But they make me happy, and that definitely counts." ~ PG Forte

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Dani Harper's first
Official Muse, Scooby
DANI - "I’ve always had a pug or two to supervise my fiction-writing career. Scooby was my Official Muse for every word of my very first novel, and five more books after that. His favorite place was wedged beside me on the couch, acting as a furry armrest as I typed on my laptop. He always preferred to watch the screen — I think he was proofing!

"Currently, my writing assistant is Toby, who feels it’s his sworn duty to cram into my lap while I write (and that’s where he is right now as I type this.) I often have to move his chubby little chin off my keyboard…

Tux and Toby are Dani's current assistants
"I’m also helped by Tux, a boxer-pitbull cross who believes himself to be 100% pug. Apparently he’s decided that my writing career has advanced to the point that I now require a bodyguard... Accordingly, he defends me from the garbage truck, the UPS van, and the evil squirrel in the backyard." ~ Dani Harper

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More About TAKE YOUR PET TO WORK WEEK – 

The idea is credited to Pet Sitters International. The purpose is to draw attention to the many benefits of pets as companions and to encourage adoptions from shelters and rescue organizations. It is traditionally celebrated the week after Father’s Day. 


Take Your Pet To Work Week®, Take Your Dog to Work Day® and Take Your Cat To Work Day® are trademarked by PSI.

Monday, June 17, 2019

HERE BE NEWS for June 17, 2019

Posted by: Dani Harper, Author






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Monday, June 10 
"HERE BE NEWS" - All the latest from the gang at Here Be Magic.

Tuesday, June 11 -

THE MAGIC OF CAERLAVEROCK CASTLE – Author Ruth A. Casie reveals the fascinating history of the very real castle featured in her novel, “The Highlander's English Woman”. 

Wednesday, June 12 -

“WHAT I'VE BEEN UP TO” – Author Shona Husk gives us a glimpse at what she’s working on.



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Now Available as an Audio Book!

E-reptile Dysfunction
Humorous Paranormal Romance
by Linda Mooney
Writing as Carolyn Gregg

Word Count: 12.8K
$1.99 e / $6.99 p / $6.95 a

Narrated by D. Paul Faulkner
Length: 1 hr, 10 min
Hear a Sample


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Kreg Regius has been having a little trouble lately. The kind of trouble every male fears, no matter what species. Despite the dangers of people finding out how different he is, Kreg is desperate for relief and finds himself seeking professional help.
With nothing to do but wait, his brother prescribes a night out. When that proves to be fruitless, he makes his escape, and his night takes an interesting turn. The shapely brunette he shares a cab with could be just what the doctor ordered.


Immediately, things for Kreg start looking up. In more ways than one.

Excerpt and Buy Links





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Award of Merit for STORM CROSSED

As an official finalist for the 2019 HOLT Medallion, Storm Crossed received an Award of Merit this week. The full-length standalone novel is Book 4 in the Grim Series.

ABOUT THE BOOK:

Heir to a noble fae house, Trahern is forced to watch helplessly as his twin brother is cruelly changed into a grim—a death dog—as punishment for falling in love with the wrong person. Trahern doesn’t believe love exists, but he will do anything to keep his brother alive—even join the Wild Hunt and ride the night skies of the human world.

Lissy Santiago-Callahan believes in love but has no time for it. She’s busy juggling her career as an academic and her home life as a single mom to a young son with Asperger’s. Her hectic life in sleepy Eastern Washington is made even more chaotic with the sudden arrival of a demanding fae and his unusual “dog.”

Mortal and immortal have nothing in common, and the attraction between Lissy and Trahern surprises them both. But when their desire places Lissy and her child in the path of a deadly faery feud, will the connection last, or will their separate worlds prove too great a divide?

Purchase STORM CROSSED on Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B073TTTGZD






Authors at Here Be Magic may host their own giveaways or take part in larger events with other authors in the genre.
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SUMMER FUN ROMANCE GIVEAWAY 
Hurry! Ends June 20, 2019

Night Owl Romance is hosting another one of their amazing scavenger hunts. Easy peasy to enter --- just read romance book blurbs and fill in the missing word! You could discover new stories and new authors. Or you could WIN one of many Amazon gift cards (open to international entries). 

GRAND PRIZE: Waterproof Kindle Paperwhite (USA only) - $129.99 Value!

Check it out at: 

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