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A Love Haunting by Suzi Albracht

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Title: A Love Haunting
Author: Suzi Albracht
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publication Date: December 23, 2017

 
0000 love 333 500Every woman needs a man who will love them to the end of time. A man who puts her needs before his. A man who takes her breath away with a single glance. A man who will do whatever it takes to have a last goodbye kiss.

What happens when a trio of ghosts from the 1800s and a skateboarding angel team up to help a newly-dead young husband spend one final goodbye night with the young wife he left behind? And what if a storm of the century threatens to get in the way?

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Excerpt:

This short chapter in A Love Haunting begins Jordan’s existence as a Living Dead (LD). It appears a quarter of the way into the novel. It takes place after he feels he has lost his one true love and just before he meets Luke, a skateboarding angel, and the trio of ghosts from the 1800s who become his friend.

 
      Love… death… forever. That’s the story of my life apparently.
      So Emily had left the Banks. In my mind, I knew she had to go, but now I am lonelier than I’ve ever been in my life. Right after the accident, my world was devastated because of my loss of Emily, our baby and… my life.
      And then when Emily was in the hospital, I found a way to be near to her again, if only in a small way. Now she is gone and my life is really over. Now I have no one.
      Sure I could have hung around Allie, bugging her but it would not have been fair to her. Besides, she was on her way to being a nurse practitioner, and I knew she’d be a damn good one. So while Allie was in school, I was going to leave her be, but I did plan on helping her when she embarked on her new career. Besides, I wanted to convince Allie to shoot bigger and become a doctor. Being a physician was her real calling, she just didn’t know it yet.
      In the meantime, I made up my mind I was going to make the best of my new dead life, and that would require some hands-on research. Research had always been one of my strong suits. That and evaluation.
      And there was something else I wanted to research but didn’t dare until I figured out all the rules and restrictions of my dead existence. I didn’t want to lose my wife, so I was going to try to… do something.
      So since I had loads of free time on my hands, I would start by exploring to see what was what.
      
What am I supposed to do about my feelings now that I’m dead? My life can’t end like this. It just can’t.
      Wow, I hadn’t allowed myself to admit that I was actually dead until now. Dead and buried and the whole nine yards.
      Well, it’s true. I died a few feet off a highway in North Carolina, not far from my favorite vacation paradise – the Outer Banks.
      I am a ghost, and this is my love story.

 

Meet The Author:

Suzi_Albracht2My name is Suzi Albracht. I live just outside of Annapolis, Maryland which is in the Baltimore/Washington corridor. I mention the corridor because that is where all my books in The Devil’s Due collection take place. My book, A Love Haunting, takes place in the OBX, NC where we vacation every year. I prefer to write stories that take place in locations where I have spent time.

I typically write in the dark realm, that means Supernatural Horror Crime Fiction and most recently, Paranormal Romance/Ghosts. The horror books are Death Most Wicked, The Devil’s Lieutenant, and Scorn Kills. All three books are part of The Devil’s Due Collection.

My most recent release is A Love Haunting which is book one of my An OBX Hauntings series. It is a paranormal romance, a ghost story that takes place in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. This book is so much fun to write. I am taking local lore and threading it through my story. And I get to write about love in a way that my other stories haven’t yet allowed me.

I am currently working on three more books – Her Deadly Intentions which is part of The Devil’s Due Collection, Lucifer’s Queen, also part of the collection, and a second book in An OBX Hauntings series. I also have a political thriller in the works.

My books are like my children so of course, they are all my favorites but if I am forced to pick one or two, I would say Death Most Wicked and my new novel, A Love Haunting.

I love Death because it introduces Mikael Ruskoff, my favorite character. It shows his love for his family, his hatred for the father who deserted him, and his devotion to his mother. At the same time, you get to know what a dedicated law enforcement officer he is while he risks his own life to stop a child murderer.

I am equally proud of my new book, A Love Haunting, because it allows me to show a softer side in my writing. I am free to show that silly love couples have in private, the yearning love of innocents. Plus I got to play with the whole ghost concept which pleased me to no end. I’ve always been fascinated with ghosts. It was also my first book with no profanity or violence. It was like a refreshing after-dinner drink.

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Guest Post by Suzi Albracht:

This is a character interview with Luke, the skateboarding angel.

I was pleased that Luke agreed to do an interview with me. I had read the book, A Love Haunting, and was anxious to get some insight into Luke’s role. We arranged to meet at the Dune Burger in Nags Head at ten p.m. I had never been there before but felt as if I knew it from reading about it. When I arrived, Luke was nowhere to be seen. I began to worry a bit that he was standing me up.

I decided to take a seat at one of the outdoor tables and go over my list of questions for him. I had just opened my note book and put it on the table. My pen was missing so I rummaged through my purse, looking for another. Suddenly my note book slid about six inches away from my hand. I pulled it back, looking around. I didn’t think it was that windy. Oh well, I thought.

I turned to look for that pen again but now my purse was gone. I immediately jumped to my feet. I fumbled around, thinking I’d call the cops but then I remembered my phone was in my purse. And then right before my eyes, my purse materialized where it had been. I heard a faint giggle. Frowning, I grabbed it. And then it came to me.

“Luke?” I looked around. Before I could even blink, he materialized next to me.

“Dudette,” Luke said with a grin on his face.

“Hi, I am very pleased to meet you.” I held out my hand to shake, hoping Luke would oblige me. He did, but it was a high-five.

I silently appraised Luke’s appearance. Holding a skateboard under one arm, he was wearing surfer shorts, a long sleeve skater tee shirt, black Chuck Taylors, black fingerless gloves, and a silver chain with a medallion. I was dying to see what was on the medallion but felt it was too soon to get that personal.

Luke, however, is very perceptive. In an instant, I realized that he noticed my interest.

“Dudette, you dig my jangles?” Luke asked fingering the medallion. I nodded. “One of my peeps gifted me.” He stepped closer to me holding the medallion so I could see it.

“When you say peeps, are you referring to souls you have transitioned?” I grabbed my note book and pen, preparing to take notes. Luke took one look at them and began to pop-lock dance in front of me. I was taken back. Why would he do that?

I don’t know if Luke saw the look of surprise on my face or not but after a few minutes, Luke sat down at the table and put a serious look on his face. “Allie said you had some questions for me. You’re probably on a deadline… please, ask away, dudette.”

Every time he called me dudette, I wanted to fall down laughing. But I had a mission to complete.
“When you help the newly dead to transition… can you describe the feeling to me that you get when you are able to get them to Heaven?” I asked.

Luke gazed into my eyes with those big eyes of his. He leaned toward me, his face was glowing, his eyes shining. I felt I was about to hear some celestial secret. Instead, he put his thumb and index fingertip on my nose and tweaked it. I know my mouth was hanging open with surprise.

The next thing I knew, he jumped up and took my hand, placing it on his shoulder. Then he put his arm around my waist and took my other hand in his. We began to waltz around the parking lot.

I have to say the guy has some smooth moves.

Luke turned his attention on me and said, “It makes me feel like this. Like all is right in the world.”

Then all of a sudden hip hop music blared out of a new Chevy Camaro that drove into the parking lot. I glanced at Luke but he was no longer there. I must have looked silly to the driver of the Camaro because he asked me if I was alright. I suppose I did look silly dancing with an imaginary partner. I looked behind his car and there was Luke skateboarding up the street.

I would have called out to him but I suddenly had the feeling that angels don’t like being interviewed.

 
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An Interview with Jane Risdon

Jane Risdon

 
Last week Only One Woman by Christina Jones and ‎ Jane Risdon was in the spotlight here on Rainne’s Ramblings.

Today I have Jane Risdon here with me and she has agreed to answer a few questions.

 

1-image1Hi Jane, thank you for joining us.

Hi Rainne, thanks so much for asking me here today, it’s wonderful to chat with you and your readers.

 

Would you like to start by telling us a little about yourself and your background, please?

Where to begin? I met my husband back in the late 1960s when his band arrived in England to record and tour and we’ve been together ever since. We have one son who lives in California with his wife and their three children.

Married to a musician my life has never been what you call normal I guess. He recorded and toured and I held down a ‘proper’ job in the early years – I worked at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office in Whitehall, and in various other government departments until we decided to go into the ‘talent’ side of the music business.

We built an International Music Management company together, managing and producing singer-songwriters, record producers, musicians and bands of all musical genres, as well as working on TV and Movie soundtracks – and on some other areas of movie and TV production too – and most things music related. We lived mostly in the USA, Taiwan, Singapore, and of course England. We’ve had some interesting adventures.

 
How did your journey as a writer begin?

I’ve always wanted to write but with our lifestyle it was never practical. Babysitting testosterone fuelled young men and hormone crazed young female singers never allowed for time to ourselves. We lived life in the fast lane, to quote the Eagles.

Back in the 1960s my husband’s fan-club secretary, Christina Jones, was also a rock journalist and short story writer for teen magazines and she knew I wanted to write and we always said we would write together one day. Trouble is I had an eye on writing crime thrillers. She went on to become a successful best-selling, award-winning author of what she calls Bucolic Frolics, so how we’d ever write together was a conundrum.

Fast forward many years and I found time to write and started – on the quiet – writing crime stories for anthologies and I began work on a few novels. She asked to read what I’d written and after some discussion we decided to get on with it and write together. By this time I was already signed with Accent Press – oddly she was also signed with them by then as she’d ended her former publishing contracts with the ‘big’ boys.

I have never written anything remotely classed as ‘romantic’ so it has been a journey for me writing Only One Woman with Christina. There aren’t any dead bodies, crimes to solve, just a rollicking good tale of two girls in love with the same musician back in the late 1960s. I cannot tell you how I itched to find somewhere to stick a corpse.

 
What inspired Only One Woman, and how did you come up with the title?

23316470_156873331586164_1681214585976771281_nInspiration for OOW (as we call it) was something that came from the ether. Christina and I wanted to write together but as I said before, she and I write in completely different genres. Finding something we could write about together seemed a distant fantasy. In 2012 I moved house and as I was going through some boxes I came across my husband’s old tour schedules, posters, fan letters, and some of our old diaries and I began to make notes. These soon became little chapters under diary date headings and before I knew it I’d written Renza’s story and it cried out for another voice. I sent it via email to Christina and she loved it and started writing her parts which turned into Stella’s story. This went on until 2014 when it went into our publisher who wanted to publish it later that summer. We wrote by email, text and Facebook messages – very 21st century! Due to various comings and goings at our publisher it has taken until November 2017 or it to be published. I learned patience in the recording studio making records and working with young musicians – just as well!

Only One Woman is the title of a single written by The Bee Gees which was a massive hit for The Marbles – lead singer Graham Bonnett went on to be a super-star with Rainbow and many other bands. In fact Graham and his girlfriend are reading OOW and he is going to write a foreword for the main Paper-back (for stores worldwide and audio) publication 24th May 2018. He just needs to find time as he is recording and touring at the moment. Fingers crossed. OOW is peppered with songs and musical references. It is about the blossoming UK music scene late 1968/69. We have our own YouTube playlists.

 
What is your favourite scene from Only One Woman? Can you give us a peek?

Gosh, now there is a question. I don’t really have a favourite scene – I love them all but how about when 16 year old convent girl, Renza, is taken by her new boyfriend, lead guitarist Scott, to a gig on Salisbury Plain with Narnia’s Children for the first time and she experiences ‘the swinging sixties’ full on. This is part way through a chapter. Renza is at an after-gig party with some weird and wonderful hippies and musicians….

Excerpt:

Renza’s Diary from Only One Woman:

June 29th 1968 – later

…A girl in a tight fitting bolero top and hipster trousers came over to us and flung her arms round Scott, kissing him on the mouth, a bit too long and hard for my liking. Scott didn’t seem in too much of a hurry to push her away, and she melted into him as if she was trying to come out the other side.

‘Scott lover, how’s it hanging?’ She sounded just like Fenella Fielding, all breathy and wanton.

‘Yeah Scott, just how is it hanging?’ I snapped and flounced off to where I could see Rich sitting on his own, hugging a beer.

‘Hi Renza, babe, what’s up?’ Rich held the glass up to me in greeting and took another drag on his ciggy.

‘Who’s that girl talking to Scott?’ I asked plonking myself down next to him on the huge bean bag. We both nearly fell off as it settled itself with my extra weight.

‘Hey, don’t waste good beer babe.’ Rich held his glass away from me as I wriggled to get comfy.

‘Rich, who is she?’ I asked again as I saw her drape herself all over Scott and nestle into his shoulder. The bitch! Scott didn’t seem too bothered.

‘She used to help Stephan – he’s the band’s manager I told you about earlier – in the office in Jersey and then she came to the mainland with her boyfriend. She’s no one important, she sometimes hangs with the band when we’re over.’

‘Hmm!’

I watched her like a hawk. Scott looked over and waved. The nerve!

Rich took a few gulps of beer and patted my leg. ‘Don’t fret about Scott, he’s mad about you. She’ll get the message after tonight.

I looked round the grubby room with its crates and boxes, and fake Greek Taverna decorations hanging from the walls, the fake fishing nets, glass baubles attached, and wine bottles with candles burning in them. And the couples seething in a mass on the floor, in the shadows, and on the cushions, doing goodness knows what, and I wanted to go home.

Actually, I wanted to get Scott to myself. Back home. In the village. Where things were normal.

‘Magical Mystery Tour’ came on and I suddenly thought about having to miss The Beatles at the Hammersmith Odeon, because I was ‘Mrs Spoffington’ in the school play, and couldn’t get out of it. Instead of The Beatles giving me the thrill of my life I was stuck on stage singing ‘Oh I do like to be beside the sodding sea-side,’ to a hall full of boring parents. Not that mine bothered to go.

‘Rich, mate, hi. Good gig. Stephan about tonight?’ A huge man of about thirty came up to us and nodded at me. ‘Want to sort some stuff out with him.’

He was wearing beads and a kaftan with an orange and green squiggly pattern on it, and had his ears pierced. His long black hair hung in tight curls around his shoulders. Mum would just love him.

‘Oh Renza, this is Psychedelic Smith,’ Rich said. ‘Remember we told you about him, he’s our fixer.’ I remembered. Apparently he was helping Stephan get Narnia’s Children a record deal. Everyone had to kiss up to him I was told. Well, thankfully, I don’t.

Psychedelic Smith dismissed me with a brief smile before turning back to Rich.

‘Stephan’s back in the smoke mate, got Top of the Pops with The White Knights, so he’s gotta be there for that.’ Rich drained his glass and put it on the floor next to him.

‘Right, yeah, going up the charts fast. That’s cool, I’ll ring him later. I’m in town tomorrow and want to arrange some record company auditions for the guys. Got some label interest.’

‘Do I need to re-organise anything for the boys?’ Rich asked.

‘Nope, I’ll sort some dates out with Stephan, he’ll let you know in good time. I’ve got some songs lined up for the guys to hear, so we’ll sort some dates for visiting publishers in town, too.’

I couldn’t help wondering what mum and Mrs Digby would say if Psychedelic Smith turned up in the village to visit the band. I giggled quietly.

Psychedelic Smith began to roll a ciggy and offered one to Rich. .

Rich shook his head and got to his feet. ‘Nah, mate, gotta drive back soon or her Mum’ll kill me if she’s not home on time, won’t she, babe?’ Rich smiled at me and looked at his watch, then went off to round up the band.

Psychedelic Smith took a few more drags and offered me one. I shook my head. I could just see me floating in the front door with Mum waiting up to look me over and make sure I hadn’t ‘been up to anything’.

‘No thanks.’

The Demis Russos look-alike shrugged and headed for the kitchen. Dad would have a blue fit if he knew I was ‘fraternizing,’ with blokes in dresses.

I knew the only reason I’d been allowed out so late with the band was because Mum quite liked Rich and he’d sweet-talked her into letting me go to the gig. God! If she could see me now, in this horrible house with everyone stoned, she’d have a migraine for a week worrying in case the village found out.

I looked at my watch. If we didn’t leave soon I was going to be seriously late and that would mean all hell breaking loose. Scott was nowhere to be seen now and Rich was chatting to ‘The Bitch’ by the food. I know it is horrid calling her that but she’s got right up my nose, wall-papering herself all over Scott.

People were still wrestling on the floor which meant I had to watch where I looked: I didn’t want to appear a Peeping Tom, though it was hard not to cast a sly glance now and again. I mean, seriously, some were actually ‘at it’ in full view. Anyone would look, wouldn’t they?

Thinking about it, how do you ‘do it’ in public without all your bits and stuff being on show? I couldn’t see anything, you know, rude or anything, but they were definitely ‘doing it’, I just couldn’t fathom how.

‘You look deep in thought,’ Scott made me jump, ‘what’re you looking at?’

Before I could answer he followed my gaze to the nearest couple. He threw his head back and laughed loudly. I blushed as if I’d been caught out doing something naughty.

‘Ah!’ he said, ‘I see.’

I felt really stupid. I could feel the heat rising up my neck to my face, thank goodness it was so gloomy.

‘Bit of an education eh?’ He grabbed my arm and led me through to what could only be called an apology for a kitchen. ‘Can you wait here while I get the others? We should leave now. Don’t move. I won’t be long.’

And off he went again….onewoman

 

 
 

Who is your favourite character from your book and why?

I have to say Stella, as she is the sophisticated, worldly, gorgeous babe Renza would love to be and she has the best scenes I think. I am sure everyone is routing for her throughout the book. She seems to have the most fun with Scott.

 
What do you enjoy most about writing…?

Reading the finished product back to myself and thinking I’ve gone as far as I can with the story and then getting feedback from my husband – poor man has to read it all.

 
And what motivates you to write?

I love chatting and relating stories, writing them is just a step further. I spent a lonely childhood – eldest of a large family with siblings a lot younger than I – reading and writing kept me sane. I find writing helps turn the pressure cooker off inside my head when something is giving me grief. Also, living the life we’ve led there are so many stories to tell, so many characters we’ve met who did the most outrageous things – all fodder for a writer. How could I not write about some of it! Hollywood is stranger than fiction for starters.

 
Do you aim for a set amount of words/pages per day?

No I cannot do that. I can write to a deadline and word count if told to but I don’t break it up into hours or days. I just write until I get tired, or other things call for my attention.

 
Do you use your personal experiences in your writing?

Well, I guess so, who doesn’t? Indirectly, subconsciously, we all must. There are some events which I’ve experienced which would be criminal not to include in my stories, however, I am always conscious of not stepping too far out of line and waking up with a horse’s head in the bed or concrete boots on! One has to be very careful.

 
How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

Names are important to me but funnily enough names just pop into my head and they are usually very pertinent to the character I am writing. Sometimes it is a name which gives me inspiration for the book.

 
Your stories have appeared in a few anthologies, did this experience help move you to writing your novel?

I’ve had several novels on the go simultaneously as well as writing short stories and flash fiction at the same time, so it has not helped or hindered me really. Short stories and flash fiction are great for concentrating the mind, making every word and sentence count. I tend not to go in for long sentences or chapters when I can help it. Keeping the pace up.

 
Could you give us a brief synopsis of one (your favourite) of the stories?

51ennCOdBPLWow this is difficult. I love all my stories – I can’t help it. As it is Christmas (as I write this it is, anyway**) I will tell you a little about ‘Merry Christmas Everybody,’ published by Accent Press in the anthology ‘Wishing on a Star.’ The title is from The Slade hit.

It is based on true events one Christmas when we were recording in a studio in the North of the UK, owned by a super-star guitarist. We were working with a now deceased producer and I have exaggerated events a lot, and of course indulged in poetic license.

Twister is in the studio recording their follow-up album to their last massive hit and tensions are rising as the band work day and night to keep to their recording schedule and budget. Time is money. Their new producer obviously doesn’t like them and there’s no love lost on Twister’s side either. Daily they meet to review the previous night’s work but something’s wrong with the previous two night’s recordings – there’s keyboards all over the track and no-one in the rock band has played keyboards on the tracks and won’t be either. They are not bloody Night Ranger for goodness sakes. The producer is furious and accuses the band of sabotage and the band accuse him, but it soon becomes clear that other forces are at work…soon the atmosphere erupts and violence ensues…

**My apologies for the delay in getting this interview posted

 
What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

I am an avid reader, I love photography and can be found with my camera photographing the countryside, wild-life and ancient churches, cathedrals and villages – some of which are later locations for my stories. I do family history research, I love astronomy and science and I am a history buff. Actually I’m curious about everything so keep my mind active with all manner of activities. I have undertaken 7 university courses since 2015, mostly studying Forensic Science and Criminal Justice so that I can have a basic understanding and knowledge for my crime writing.

 
As a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?

I first wanted to be Doris Day and then I decided I’d love to dance with Fred Astaire so you can see a theatrical streak appearing. As a teen I wanted to be a writer and had hoped to work as an apprentice journalist on the Sunday Times with a dream of being a War Correspondent – the school careers officer soon put paid to that idea. I ended up working for the government for years until the theatrical side was satisfied when I managed bands etc.

 
Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors?

Oh cripes I read and read…I love reading. I love so many authors, but here are a few: Kathy Reichs, Tess Gerritsen, Karin Slaughter, Michael Connolly, Peter James, Steall Rimington, Frederick Forsythe, John le Carre, Roger A Price, and so many more. Anyone writing crime and espionage basically.

 
You’re stranded on a desert island and you can take three people who would they be and why?

My husband, my son, and Professor Brian Cox because we can all talk about music and science and argue about UFO’s and so on.

 
Is there anything else you’d like to share with us?

That is a huge ask. I would love your readers to seek out my writing – I have a wide and diverse range of work from crime to ghost stories (not too scary) to basic fiction, and therefore I hope to have something for everyone. Only On Woman has been an epic undertaking second only to my Ms Birdsong Investigates series – in with my publisher still. Like all writers we need readers who review and are happy to share their thoughts on Amazon and GoodReads. For some reason it makes the publishers happy and any agents looking at an author. I have stories in two anthologies last December: Ghostly Writes Anthology 2017, and Stab in the Dark: Christmas Capers 2017 – both best-sellers on Amazon.Jane Risdon Christmas

Oh! And if you want a giggle….Only One Woman was put in the wrong category on amazon and we had a little wait for them to put it elsewhere (still not right but better). They put it in BDSM and Erotica – it went to #33 in their chart. Hilarious but actually, not very helpful for us. It is Women’s Fiction and Saga but we are not holding our breath.

 
And finally, a few quick-fire questions if you don’t mind…

When was the last time you walked for more than an hour?

I walked in the lake district for a whole day.

 
If you could wake up tomorrow having gained one quality or ability, what would it be?

I’d love to Time Travel.

 
Are you an early riser or a night owl?

I am an owl and a lark. Working in the music business you learn to operate on little sleep and cannot afford to stay in bed and we mostly work at night anyway.

 
When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

I sing often and sometimes my husband and I sing duets and harmonise. It has to be done and we cannot help ourselves. It is in our blood.

 
Thank you for spending this time with us, Jane. If you wouldn’t mind leaving us some links before you get back to your busy schedule!

Thanks so much Raine. I loved doing this.

Here are my links. Not all my books are on amazon but my blog should provide links.

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View across the fields (c) Jane Risdon 2011

View across the fields (c) Jane Risdon 2011

Five on Friday

 

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Five Books – Five Genres – One Author

Looking for a new book to read this weekend?
Try one of these books by Valarie Savage Kinney

 

In the Presence of KnowingTitle: In the Presence of Knowing
Series: Secrets of Windy Springs, #1
Genre: Fantasy, Romance

Keisha is pregnant and on the run from an abusive ex-boyfriend. Hiding out at Windy Springs Renaissance Festival, she discovers a world of magic.

Stepping into new and unfamiliar territory, she finds herself among people different from any she’s met before. Though she feels she’ll never fit in, Keisha finds hope when she meets Rogan, who plays the troll. As friendship blossoms into romance, she soon discovers that Rogan, as well as others at Windy Springs, have abilities beyond the average individual – abilities that the child growing within her shares as well. When danger comes to Windy Springs, she’ll need the combined powers of Rogan and his friends to keep her and the baby safe.

In the Presence of Knowing is the first book in the Secrets of Windy Springs series. Grab your copy today and find out what mysteries await within the magical forest at Windy Springs.

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My review:

In the Presence of Knowing is an amazing introduction to the Secrets of Windy Springs series.

We meet an amazing cast of fleshed out, unique, and non-conventional characters.
Keisha is strong and yet vulnerable. Rogan is kind and compassionate, and not the typical handsome hero.
Captain Dash is eccentric and is one of my favourite characters.

The setting was beautifully described. I’ve never been to a Renaissance Faire, but it’s now somewhere I’d love to go. I loved the ‘family’ bond and the atmosphere that was depicted in the book.

This is a wonderfully written book, with a mysterious storyline that kept me engaged.
I’m sure there are plenty of ups and downs still to come in this series and, after the sudden cliff-hanger at the end of the book, I am desperate to know more!

 

 
SlitherTitle: Slither
Genre: Paranormal, Horror

We’re often told tales of the underworlds to feed the darkest corners of our nightmares. We tuck them away with the sunlight and laugh away the fear our minds created. But the daylight offers no relief for Zari. She’s hidden her waking nightmare as nothing more than a damaged past. The venom of her secrets consumes her, as well as those she cares for most. Emmett, the love of her life and the only one with a past dark enough to respect her space, becomes a pawn in the war against the demonic force which is her bloodright. Can Zari overpower those out to get her to feed on the innocent? Can she save Emmett from the evil of Slither?

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My review:

Much more than a horror story…

A fascinating story that kept me on the edge of my seat and was impossible to put down.
The well thought out and unique plot twisted it’s way through this well-written book.

The main characters were well-fleshed out, each had their own flaws and abusive pasts to deal with, but worked wonderfully together to help and heal each other.

The villains were dark and menacing characters and easy to hate.

 

 
HeckledTitle: Heckled
Genre: Thriller, Psychological

Drinking. Drugging. Cutting.

Exxel Jensen has spent his life finding ways to rid himself of the Heckler, and failed miserably.

On the surface, his future is bright: a beautiful wife, a child on the way, and a career he loves as a stand up comedian.

Beneath the surface lurks the darkness: crippling depression, anxiety, and alcoholism.

Helena Jensen has seen her husband spiral downward before and feels helpless to stop it as she watches him falling again.

She would do anything to help him, anything to diminish the pain that plagues him.

Exxel knows she would, and he also knows she can’t.

Because the person fueling his depression and addictions is someone she can’t see.

And how can he explain the Heckler to anyone, when he doesn’t even understand it himself?

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My review:

The author takes the reader on a dark jouney to the depths of despair in this accurate portrayal of depression.

As someone who has depression I could relate to the feelings of worthlessness that Exxel experiences, and count myself lucky I don’t have a heckler.

Well done, Valarie, for tackling this much misunderstood condition, with care and compassion!!

 

 
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Genre: Horror, Short Stories

…Consumption is a chilling collection chronicling the stories of six people consuming or being consumed by something unnatural.

The Satisfaction of Mercy
Mercy was left for dead in the toxic sewers of Detroit, and now she is consumed with the need for revenge.

Jagged Disintegration
Kelsey has fallen victim to a terrible virus with the power to destroy her life from the inside out.

The Wedding Takeover
Laura is determined to finally have her perfect wedding day, even if she must steal it from someone else.

To Scotland!
Eric is broken-hearted when his best online friend disappears, and he’d give anything to have her back… but not like this.

Creeping Moss
Celeste didn’t notice the first black spots, until they spread and took over every aspect of her life.

Maternal Consumption
Samaria has fought the gnawing hunger in her gut for years, until she’s finally satisfied by eating something she shouldn’t.

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My review:

A collection of short, superbly creepy stories from Valarie Savage Kinney.

Six quick reads that will make your flesh crawl, send shivers down your spine, or make your hair stand on end…. possibly all three!

My favourites were The Wedding Takeover and Creeping Moss.

 

 
51QOy9hLbILTitle: Just Hold On
Genre: Romance, Women’s Fiction

A Heartbreaking Struggle…

Two strangers are thrown together through insurmountable tragedy.

Since his family disintegrated a decade ago, Jake has kept his heart safely ensconced within the protective walls he’s erected. Determined to live out his life alone and free of the burden of love, Jake’s world is turned upside down when the grief of a woman he hardly knows calls him to step out of his comfort zone. Once Marnie enters the picture, he tries not to notice how broken, how pitiful…and how beautiful she is. Jake is torn between doing the right thing for himself….and doing the right thing.

Devastated by loss after loss, Marnie is left a shell of her former self. After losing her home in a fire and numbed by yet another heartbreaking tragedy, she is unable to communicate or even function on her own. Marnie finds she must place her trust in a quirky stranger and his three-legged dog. Desperate to reach out to the only stability in her life – Jake – but paralyzed by pain, she struggles to pick up the shattered pieces of hope. Marnie wonders if she will ever learn to live – or love – again.

One year. One apartment. Two strangers, each wrapped in their own personal turmoil. Can Jake and Marnie overcome the obstacles before them and find love despite the odds?

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I haven’t read Just Hold On… yet.
But as I enjoyed the four books above, it is on my to-read list!

 

 

Atlantis by Carol Roberts

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51fIso3t-7LWhen Alanthea, high-priestess of Atlantis, connects to a woman in her dreams, she becomes haunted by a mystery. Compelled to trace the other woman’s life she finds coded poems that hold clues to the predicament of her people. Now she has to venture ever farther into forbidden territory to link past and present, and understand the real danger threatening Atlantis.

Arakon always thought of himself as an orphan, a loner without any real belonging. But after a strange encounter his life changes, and he is drawn into events beyond his control.

They move parallel in their search for answers until their destinies converge, and the weave unravels. Yet what they finally uncover lies deep at the heart of collective evolution, and what has been set in motion cannot be undone.

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Excerpt:

Time shifted as Arakon carefully turned and dug his heels into the horse’s side. A good horse, a strong horse, just like the old man’s had been. The shade of the trees embraced him, and the sound of the water came closer. Would he still find the track? Was there a track? Time shifted further, and he felt an eerie sensation between his shoulder blades. The forest was too quiet, the water overly loud. Gideon started to slip, and he reined the stallion in even further.

The filtered light threw strange patterns onto the ground, and when the moment came, he let go of the reins and let Gideon run. Leaves slapped him in the face, and as the noise became deafening, he could see the glistening spray which lay like a shimmering web ahead of him. Gideon shied but could not stop. They raced on until the tree-line opened up, and he could see the gorge falling away in front of him like a black, open mouth.

 

 
Author Bio:

A10OB2P-XLL._UX250_Carol Roberts is a freelance writer with particular interest in cultural myth. Originally from Vienna, she has spent all of her adult life in the Far North of New Zealand. Her work took her to several different countries, where she indulged her fascination with stories, particularly those dealing with the creation of man.

‘Atlantis’ is her first full-length novel; speculating on concepts of the human condition, the meaning of individual and collective destiny, and the choices within that. Her second novel ‘Tower of Babel’ is also complete.

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The Coven Princess by Lily Luchesi

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Coming March 7th, 2018 from USA Today bestselling author Lily Luchesi and Vamptasy Publishing:

THE COVEN PRINCESS.

Your blood does not define you.

Harley Torrance’s parents were killed in a home invasion when she was three. Adopted by a nice couple, Harley begins to develop strange powers. At fourteen she brews a potion so strong it gains the attention of the Coven King, and changes her world forever.

She’s not human, she’s a witch.

Now a part of the magical community, Harley must learn to control her powers lest the Darkness already in her blood overcomes her. Can she dampen her lust for power in order to stop the Dark from taking over the Coven and killing everyone in their way?

 

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About the author:

Lily LuchesiLily Luchesi is the USA Today bestselling and award-winning author of the Paranormal Detectives Series, published by Vamptasy Publishing. She also has short stories included in multiple bestselling anthologies, and a successful dark erotica retelling of Dracula.

She is also the editor, curator and contributing author of Vamptasy Publishing’s Damsels of Distress anthology, which celebrates strong female characters in horror and paranormal fiction.

She was born in Chicago, Illinois, and now resides in Los Angeles, California. Ever since she was a toddler her mother noticed her tendency for being interested in all things “dark”. At two she became infatuated with vampires and ghosts, and that infatuation turned into a lifestyle. She is also an out member of the LGBT+ community. When she’s not writing, she’s going to rock concerts, getting tattooed, watching the CW, or reading manga. And drinking copious amounts of coffee.

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My Review:

The Coven Princess is Lily Luchesi’s first venture into the YA genre, and she has done it with style.

Harley was orphaned and adopted by humans at a young age. She’s a witch, but doesn’t know it until she’s visited by an odd gentleman after being expelled from school.

We join Harley, as she joins the witch community where she learns about magic and her heritage and makes new friends along the way.

The journey of self-discovery the Haley undertakes was an emotional rollercoaster ride for both Harley and myself.

The characters were all multi-dimensional, interesting and flawed and the storyline was well-thought out and exciting, keeping me on the edge of my seat.

Although The Coven Princess is loosely connected to Lily’s amazing Paranormal Detective books, you don’t have to know anything about the series to enjoy this YA read.

 

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An Interview with Raechel Lynn

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Last week I featured Raechel Lynn’s recently released book, Enthralled. Today Raechel has joined me for an interview.

Thank you for your time, Raechel, and welcome to Rainne’s Ramblings.

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Would you like to start by telling us a little about yourself and your background?

Hi, my name is Raechel, I’m an author based out of Seattle, WA where I grew up. I’ve been an avid reader all my life, I’ll read anything, however fantasy, paranormal, and sci-fi are my favorites to read and therefore write. I have three four-legged children that are my world. A blue nose Pitbull named Remington, and two American Quarter Horses, Frisco and Cinder.

 
When did you start writing for publication, what made you decide to put your work out there to be read by others?

I wanted to challenge myself to do something outside of my comfort zone. I started with a few standard romance novels, but it wasn’t until I got a push from my good friend to jump into the paranormal erotica genre that really pushed me into the public eye. I got picked up by CHBB publishing, and they’ve supported my budding career.

 
What gets your creative juices flowing…?

Any and everything. My mind is constantly people watching, wondering what goes on beneath the surface. I want to know what makes people tick, and I’m fascinated by how people interact with one another to serve themselves, or the greater good. A phrase, or an image, or even a song will start my mind spinning off in many directions.

 
…And what does writing mean to you?

Ultimately it is a creative outlet. I thoroughly enjoy the act of creating things. Building entire worlds in my head is great, but letting all of them out with their crazy cast of characters is even better. It’s a challenge, and I thrive on challenges.

 
How long on average does it take you to write a book?

That depends on how long the book is. For my previous release, Enticed, it took me a few months, only because I was working on other things as well at the time. For my second Enthralled, I think start to finish it was about a month.

 
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Tell us a bit about Enticed and how we can get our hands on it.

It’s the first in the Eleanor and Magnus series. You’ll want to read it to know how they got to the point they are at now. It’s on Amazon, smarturl.it/RLEnticed.

 

 

 
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Enthralled is your latest book, isn’t it. What inspired it?

Enthralled is the newest one. It is the second in the series that my amazing friend TL Travis laid down a gauntlet and said, “you should write vampire erotica”. So, I did. As soon as she put the challenge at my feet, my brain ran with an idea, and Enthralled is the continuation of that idea.

 

What is your favourite scene from Enthralled? Can you give us a peek?

It’s hard for me to choose just one scene, but for me, a pivotal moment between the two main characters is when Magnus drops his guard and lets Eleanor take the lead.

      His gorgeous body once again took her breath away. His muscles had filled out, though he was still leaner than he should be. But even though he was covered in blood, she wanted to lick every single inch of him, exploring all his valleys and peaks to find what drove him wild. “Magnus…”
      “Don’t ever stop looking at me like that little girl.” He crushed his mouth to hers, aching for a taste of her honeyed haven. She was even sweeter than he remembered, opening willingly to his invasion, desperate as he was to be as close as possible. With minimal effort, he gathered her into his arms and carried her into the shower. The pounding spray was warm, easing all the aches in his muscles, leaving behind the fire of his desire for her.
      “Are you certain you aren’t hurt?” Eleanor framed his face with her hands, forcing him to meet her eyes.
      He couldn’t help the smile that broke over his face. “Why don’t you look for yourself?” He set her on her feet, and took a step back under the pounding water.
      Eleanor couldn’t stop herself from reaching out to him, running her fingers over his shoulders, down his arms, back to his chest then down his perfect washboard abs. He was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen, and on a primal level that she couldn’t understand, his body called to hers. She didn’t hesitate to run her hands down his hips, checking his strong muscular thighs for wounds, all the way down to his ankles before coming back up the inside of his thighs as she stood up to his waiting erection.

 
Which, if any, of your personality traits do you write into your characters?

That depends on the character! I love giving each character a piece of personality that makes them a little bit unique. I myself am sarcastic, and usually at least one of my characters has a serious problem with their sarcasm. I’m also stubborn, which works great with reluctant heros, so I use that trait regularly.

 
Where would you like to you see yourself in 5 years time?

I’d love to be able to support myself between writing, and coaching swim team. That’s my big dream, but at the very least I’ll still be writing and have a fresh and current voice in the industry.

 
When you’re not writing, and it’s time to relax! What do you do…?

Well, if I can find a patch of sunshine I’ll be laying in it, reading a book. If not, I’ll be curled up under a blanket snuggling my dog, reading a book.

 
…And other than writing, what are you passionate about?

My horses. I compete year-round, though summer is my busy season. I participate in western gaming, also known as patterned horse racing, or essentially barrel racing. The goal is to go as fast as possible, stay on your horse, run the correct pattern, without knocking anything over.

 
What is the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

Training my horse Frisco was probably the most challenging thing I’ve ever done. He had a lot of emotional baggage that we had to work through. He taught me the value of starting over at ground level, patience, tolerance, and persistence. He turned into an amazing horse, but it took about five years to get there.

 
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Which fictional character, book or film, would you like to meet and why?

That is a tie. Both characters are strong female leads, who deal with way more crap than they should, make some choices that not everyone agrees with, and are survivors. I’d love to meet Lagertha from the history channel series Vikings, and Captain Janeway from Star Trek: Voyager.

 

Thank you for joining me, and my readers, Raechel.
Before you go is there anything else you’d like to share with us?

Just a piece of philosophy: this world is full of positives and negatives, light and dark, good and bad. Unfortunately, we cannot have one without the other. However, we can choose how we as individuals view what is around us, and often what is darkness for one person, is light for another. Treat others better than you want to be treated, because you never know anyone’s full story.

 
Thats a wonderful thought to leave us with, Raechel. Thank you!

 

 
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Only One Woman by Christina Jones and ‎ Jane Risdon

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Two women, one love story.

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June 1968. Renza falls head over heels for heartthrob guitarist Scott. But after a romantic summer together they are torn apart when Renza’s family moves away.

December 1968. On the night she believes to be her last, Stella meets Scott at a local dance. He’s the most beautiful boy she’s ever seen and if this one night is all they have, she’ll take it.

As the final colourful year of the sixties dawns, the question is: can there be only one woman for Scott?

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Dear Reader

 

If you love music and fashion and everything 1960s, you’ll be sure to love this novel.

Not just a love triangle, Only One Woman charts the music and fashions of the time and is peppered with World Events which shape and change society forever.

 

 The Authors:

Jane Risdon

1-image1Having spent most of her life married to a rock musician, Jane Risdon had little time for writing such was their lifestyle. Later she and her husband managed recording artists, musicians, singer-songwriters, and record producers, and at one time a couple of actors too, rubbing shoulders with the great and glamorous all over the world. With time to herself at last, Jane’s experiences in the music industry and earlier working life, in various government departments, have influenced her writing career.

Although mostly a Crime/thriller writer, Jane has dabbled in other genres and has contributed to over a dozen anthologies as well as working on several novels.

She and Christina Jones have been friends since the Swingin’ Sixties. It was their shared love, experience, and memories of that era which has resulted in their co-authored novel.

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Christina Jones

1-15875203_10154717507376223_8218999800026339337_oChristina Jones has written all of her life (as well as having millions of Proper Jobs including factory worker, secretary, nightclub dancer, blood donor attendant, barmaid, waitress, civil servant and fruit picker) Christina first had a short story published when she was just 14 years old. She has written for teenage and women’s magazines fiction and non-fiction for a number of years, had her own humour column in The Oxford Times, and has contributed to national newspapers.

Christina is the recipient of several awards for her writing.

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