A Curse of Magick by Diane Gallagher (VBB, excerpt, and GIVEAWAY) GFT

 

A Curse of Magick

by

Diane Gallagher

 

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GENRE: YA Romance

 

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“A desperate princess, a handsome warrior, and an ancient magick to determine their fate.”

 

As daughter to the High King, love doesn’t come easily to Gráinne. Having turned down hundreds of suitors, she is being forced to marry Finn, an old, ugly yet powerful general. While outside the marriage hall, Gráinne bumps into Diarmuid, Finn’s handsome foster son. From that moment, Gráinne knows if she is to have any chance at love, he is the one she must marry. She begs him to take her away from this unwanted wedding. When Diarmuid refuses, Gráinne, desperate, places a curse on him; help her or die.

 

Diarmuid is a warrior who only wants to serve loyally, but when the princess sets her sights on him and casts her curse, he must make the most difficult choice of his life. Does he help her, taking their chances with a vengeful Finn, or does her refuse her, leaving her to her fate, and risking his own death?

 

With both their lives on the line, Gráinne and Diarmuid must fight to use Ireland’s ancient magick to escape from Finn, either bringing them together in passion or in death.

 

A Curse of Magick is a passionate tale of love, betrayal, revenge, and redemption. A retelling of an ancient Irish myth, A Curse of Magick takes the love and romance of Romeo and Juliet, and the exhilaration of King Arthur, and mixes it together for a satisfying adventure all will love.

 

 

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EXCERPT

 

Once the cave opened, Diarmuid grinned at Gráinne in the dim light. The walls of the caves were lined with crystals. Even in the darkening light of the sunset they twinkled and reflected the deep orange glow. Gráinne gasped. 

 

“Wait until you see it with a fire,” Diarmuid said. “I’m going to go and gather as much dried wood as I can find. Wait here.”

 

As he left the cave, Diarmuid listened carefully. There was no sound of Finn’s men. He didn’t expect another message from Oisin saying they were on the move. He knew they were on their own now. He gathered up a tangle of branches he found at the foot of a tree. He hauled them back into the cave and dropped them in a heap on the cavern floor. 

 

“Hand me that bag, will you?” Diarmuid pointed to a small bag he’d left near Bran. “That’s the flint bag. We can never lose that, or we will be in trouble.”

 

“I know that,” Gráinne bit back. “I have my own. Look.” From just under the collar of her dress she pulled out her own leather bag.

 

Diarmuid grunted and turned his attention to the fire.

 

He piled the branches carefully so that air would draw from below and used his flint to light the fire. As the fire sparked and took, the light reflected against the crystals that covered the ceiling of the cavern, making it look like a thousand tiny stars twinkled above them.

 

“Oh, how beautiful!” Gráinne cried, pressing her hands together beneath her chin. 

 

“Yes, it was Angus that showed this to me. It is like magick, isn’t it?”

 

Gráinne nodded and smiled at Diarmuid, looking up at him from beneath her lashes, her momentary ire forgotten. 

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Diane Gallagher is a novelist and Druid priest. She is the author of three novels: A Curse of Magick, Greenwich List, and the Bastard of Saint Genevra. She has long roots stretching into her Celtic past, although she splits her life between two islands—Vancouver Island on the west coast of Canada, and Sicily off the toe of Italy’s boot. She writes young adult romance based on ancient Celtic myths of the powerful women of Wales, Scotland, and Ireland. She currently teaches creative writing at Cherry Hill Seminary.

 

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Cherokee Summer by Susan Antony (VBB, excerpt, and GIVEAWAY) GFT

Cherokee Summer

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Susan Anthony

When Ace leaves home to spend the summer in Cherokee, North Carolina the last thing she expects to find is a boyfriend—until she meets Cherokee Tribe member John Spears. As Ace and John's friendship blossoms, they find their life experiences mirror each other and they fall in love. Despite hurdles thrown by well-meaning family members and jealous frenemies, the star-crossed lovers remain committed to their mutual belief that the universe has drawn them together. However, when Ace sends John a strange text and then suddenly disappears, the two must rely on their trust in each other to save both their lives and their love.

Excerpt

She sweeps her tongue over her lower lip and puckers up. I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and we both lean forward until our lips touch. I start off slow, keeping the pressure to a minimum. Her mouth is soft and warm and tastes sweet, like fruity gum. I stroke the tender skin behind her ear with the pad of my thumb. She sighs, then opens her mouth, inviting me in.

Holy freaking wow.

Our tongues meet in the middle and slide all over the place. My head pounds against my ribs so hard I wholly expect one to crack. She tastes so fine. I can’t breathe, but I don’t care. Oxygen is something we need on earth, and I’m clearly somewhere else. I brace my knee beneath the steering wheel to keep the lack of gravity from pulling me out of my seat. After all, this kiss doesn’t mean anything.



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I am an IT by day, hip-shaker and writer by night, artist whenever possible, and an internet addict. I live in the sunny south with my teenage son and two Cairn Terriers. 













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Seven Days with You by Hugo Driscoll (VBT, guest post, excerpt, and GIVEAWAY) GFT

I have the pleasure of hosting guest post by author Hugo Discoll, who shares his thoughts on...



Balancing life and writing
by Hugo Driscoll

Like with any job or career, you need a work-life balance, and that’s certainly the case for myself. Sure, you hear freak stories of authors writing 4 novels a year, but is that healthy? Probably not. It’s admirable- yes. But I think writers can sometimes forget the importance of living. After all, living is also writing because you are forging experiences. So fall in love and get your heartbroken. Get lost in a foreign city and wake up on a park bench!


What I’m trying to say is that life and writing can make or break a writer. On the one hand, you can have a great writing routine and write 3,000 words a day but never have fun.


Conversely, you can be having the time of your life but never find the time or energy to get any of your experiences down on paper. Sticking to a weekend routine has worked for me. As I have a full-time writing job, I’m often too drained to write after work. Instead, I’ll go to the the gym and see friends. But on Saturday, come rain or shine, I’m in my local café writing. I spend upwards of 5 hours there, and I won’t leave until a 2,000-word target has been met. But it’s a great feeling because after that I know I have the rest of the weekend to have fun and most importantly live… Even if that does mean waking up with a throbbing head the following morning!


In the words of Ernest Hemmingway, “You talk like a timetable. Do you have any beautiful adventures?”

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Seven Days with You

by Hugo Driscoll

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GENRE: YA Romance

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Sean Johnson’s life as a small-town farmhand has been nothing but predictable, but when he meets Sophia Hillingdon at the local animal sanctuary, she gets him out of an eighteen-year rut, away from the mundane existence on the farm, and a grieving, drunken father.

Sophia is the first person who understands him and makes him believe that he might get out of their small town, who tells him, he has the potential to be whoever he wants to be and do whatever he wants to do.

But as their relationship unfolds, it is the most devastating of news that will change both of them forever.

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EXCERPT

I hadn’t been anywhere, but my mind had been everywhere. That’s how I felt that summer. Or more precisely, that’s how Sophia had made me feel by the time summer neared its conclusion. The months of July and August had followed identical patterns to June in that we rarely spent a day apart. We rode with Violet across the Suffolk countryside, sometimes for miles on end, often stopping by at local pubs. Then it would be Saturday. That was the best day of all for there was no work on Sunday, which meant dancing with Tom and Jessica until our bodies could no longer stand. We drank, we laughed, and most nights after, we made love as we tip-toed up the stairs of my father’s house. I was obsessed with everything about her. Yes, Sophia Hillingdon, the girl I’d known for barely a few months was the girl I now wanted to spend the rest of my life with. And though we often drove each other crazy, we soon laughed and made up as if nothing happened. It often puzzled me as to why Sophia found our fights so amusing seconds after we were hot from the exertion of spouting obscenities at each other. Red-faced, she’d often say, “You drive me mad Sean. But, you know something? That’s just how I like it.”

“Why?” I’d ask.

“Us,” she would say. “I love how angry you make me because…. Well, I’m obsessed with you… even our arguments sound oddly beautiful.”

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Hugo Driscoll is a 25-year- old British journalist and content writer for an online publication in London.

When he's not working, you can usually find him writing in the basements of cafes or lamenting the unfair treatment of millennials in overcrowded London bars.

You can also find Hugo on Twitter, Facebook, and his personal blog, which he updates regularly.

Seven Days with You is his first novel.

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Love Under the Harvest Moon A Sweet Romance Anthology (guest post and GIVEAWAY) Roane Publishing

It is my pleasure to share a guest post by the authors of this anthology of sweet romance short stories, as they answer...

What makes you know it's fall? or... What dish do you look forward to the most at Thanksgiving?

T.E. Hodden

Being English, Autumn could be heralded by the first frosts or new sports season. But more so than any of these, or Halloween, it is Bonfire Night, and paying a penny for the guy, that is quintessentially Autumnal. Bonfires, history, fireworks, and sparklers.

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Nemma Wollenfang:

In my back garden, there’s a humongous Beech tree. One of the biggest in the area. It’s the last to go into leaf, and the last to drop its leaves, so it’s hardly a reliable indicator of when Fall has begun. However, its resident family of squirrels always seem to know, they go into a gathering frenzy. More than once I’ve gone into the garden and had them bark at me from the lower branches and begin to pelt twigs and nutshells at my head! Just because I’ve disturbed them. Never mind that I’m only there to refill their feeder, kindly providing them with extra ammunition. Under that tree is not a good place to sit and read at this time of year. In early summer they’re okay, and have been known to feed from my hand, but when Fall hits they just go crazy. 
 

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Patricia Crisafulli:

I know it’s fall when the wind picks up, rustling the branches of the maples trees along the parkway, tossing my hair in my eyes, and sending me back inside for a sweater before I venture out on a walk. More than anything else, it is the quality—and quantity—of that wind that makes me know the seasons are changing. The stirring of the air marks transitions—a literal change of scenery from the deep green of late summer, to the first yellows, oranges, and reds of autumn, and then the bare brown of November. If I could, I’d spread my arms and soar right along with it, to wherever that wind would take me.


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Claire Davon:

I rarely wash my car. I tell myself that it’s to preserve water under the desert conditions that exist in my adopted home city of Los Angeles, but the truth is that I don’t…I just don’t. Popular belief would have it that we have one season. Not so! We do have (some) weather. Fall is when you might just see this strange stuff called rain fall from the sky. It’s great! Free car wash! Since Southern Californians usually go from July to October without rain it is the single best indicator that a new season has arrived. That’s how I know it’s fall here in the land of sunshine.


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Laura Lamoreaux / T.L. French:


Dish I look forward to the most at Thanksgiving:

My first Thanksgiving in Texas, there were a lot of dishes around the table that I had never tried before—a deep fried wild turkey that somebody’s husband had shot a few days ago, cornbread stuffing, and sweet potato soufflé. Each dish was like a revelation—but none more so than the sweet potato soufflé. At home in Arizona, the only thing I had seen people do with sweet potatoes was that thing with the marshmallows on top. Topped with toasted pecans and gobs of brown sugar, this soufflé is all of the highlights of fall, plus an extra helping of Southern charm. The wonder of new friendships, and the adventure of starting life in a new place, will always be captured for me in the taste of sweet potato soufflé.

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Love Under the Harvest Moon
A Sweet Romance Anthology
By Various Authors
Release Date: November 14, 2016


Claire Davon – Opposite Directions (Contemporary Romance)

Blurb: Vanessa left her small Iowa town for the bright lights of Miami, also leaving behind the boy who devastated her young self by cheating on her with another local girl. Returning after four years to take a teaching job, she finds her attraction to Zane has not diminished in the time she’s been away.
Zane also works at the school and offers to show Vanessa the ropes. She cannot deny her attraction to him is still there, but is unsure if she should act on it. He broke her heart once, could he do so again? Or would their older, wiser selves be able to navigate the tricky waters of love and forgiveness, leading them back to each other’s arms?



Nemma Wollenfang – Amidst the Strawberry Fields (YA Romance)
 
Blurb: Good grades, happy home, pampered life, perfect boyfriend – sixteen-year-old Beth has it all. She tells herself that… a lot. That is until the new students arrive from the recently-built Traveller’s Site, led by the rakishly handsome Razovan Verlak, who begins to turn her world upside-down. The school didn’t want them, the town tried to avoid them, and Beth is determined to ignore him—them. But Raz is not to be ignored, and he has his sights set on her.
 
With the autumn harvest due in, and her boyfriend and the usual harvesters notably absent, Beth and her mother have to accept alternative help to bring in their farm’s crops. And Raz is all too eager to oblige. But Beth is uneasy, and with good reason. Raz and his crew have developed a worrying reputation around town. Assault, vandalism, theft – it seems there’s nothing they haven’t done…according to rumour. But are the gossips to be believed?
Will Beth listen to the disturbing tales and keep her distance? Or will she decide for herself and get to know the real Raz as they work together, amidst the strawberry fields?


T.E. Hodden – Autumn Leaves
 
Blurb: So there I was, on the worst afternoon of my life, surrounded by the kind of argument that left me shaken and single. And there, in the park is Autumn, a beautiful, funny, sweet, trans-girl, who seems to be the only person in the world having a worse day than me. And that...that doesn't seem right.
 
So, here we are. I have one day, to make her smile, and change her world, before Autumn leaves to face her winter.



Laura Lamoreaux and T.L. French – A Harvest Homecoming
 
Blurb: When Tanya Sheldon loses her job and her marriage in the same day, she thinks her life is over. Unable to find anything else, she agrees to take a teaching position in her old high school, but moving back to Silver Lake turns out to be harder than she expected when old feelings come to light.
 
Tanya rejected Jake Green when they were younger, but now he’s all grown up and teaching across the hall. And for a minute, Tanya thought she might have something in her future other than a box of cats. But the moment is gone when Jake’s beautiful girlfriend Ashley returns. After learning the hard way what it’s like to be cheated on, there’s no way Tanya will let herself fall for Jake.

 

Patricia Crisafulli – Moon Dance

Blurb: For Anna Oliver, life is one big to-do list and her responsibilities, large and crushing. Divorced and a single mother, needing to care for her own mother who is struggling with a cancer diagnosis, Anna has returned to her too-small hometown, which cannot compare with the life she enjoyed in Brooklyn. Now she is overqualified for her job in a community library and overburdened by everything.
 
When a storm brings down a tree on her roof—revealing damage that the insurance company won’t pay for—Anna feels as split in two as that old ash. Then someone unexpected comes into her life, and she must confront her need to trust, which seems far too difficult and risky. But under the harvest moon, anything can change.

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Cursed (Beholder Book 1) by Christina Bauer (VBB, excerpt and GIVEAWAY) GFT

Cursed (Beholder Book 1)

by Christina Bauer

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GENRE: Fantasy, YA, Romance

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Most days, Elea couldn’t care less about having Necromancer magick. Who needs to conjure skeletons and sprits when you’re a farm girl? Elea only uses her powers to speed up chores and scare off suitors.

Everything changes when the evil Necromancer Tsar curses Elea. Now, she only has five years left before she burns as a ghost, tortured for all eternity. They say there’s nothing she can do, but Elea disagrees. She decides to embrace her Necromancer powers, train as a magickal assassin, and kill the Tsar… All before his curse kills her. Impossible as it may sound, Elea thinks she has it in the bag, but then everything goes horribly wrong.

That’s when a handsome mage named Rowan steps up to help. Elea wants an ally, but she doesn’t need all the mixed-up feelings that come along with Rowan’s crooked smile.

An assassination mission is no time to fall in love, but Elea’s heart may have other ideas…

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EXCERPT

Once I curled into my tiny bed, I expected my dreams to be about Tristan. After all, I’d said his name before I fell asleep. Normally, he and I would meet in my old farmhouse. Instead, I dreamt that I sprouted wings and flew into the starry sky. Wind flowed over my body, and I hummed with pleasure as the cool air caressed me. A vast and empty desert rolled below, a vista of golden sand that was patterned in delicate ripples.

All of which was very strange.

Usually, if my dreams didn’t take me to Tristan, then they’d send me wandering aimlessly through the Zelle, worrying myself sick over some nonsense question like ‘why did I show up nude to breakfast?’ But tonight, I might as well have a rope about me, the pull across the desert was so strong. There would be no meandering this time, and my nonsense worries were gone as well. I only had a real concern for my friend.

Why wasn’t I with Tristan right now? Was our bond broken?

My wings kept driving me toward a lone figure crouched before a fire. As I flew in closer, I saw that it was a man dressed in Caster leathers. He was well over six feet tall with brown hair and broad shoulders. I wanted to touch the ropes of muscle that wound down his arms.

Wait a minute. Where did that thought come from?

Only Necromancers who’d renounced the cloth had the desire for a mate and children. Grand Mistresses weren’t supposed to be attracted to the opposite sex at all. I certainly never had been before, even before I joined the Zelle.

This man was dangerous. I wanted to fly away from him, but my wings only brought me nearer. Firelight cast deep shadows over the man’s rugged face, highlighting his square jawline, light beard, and bright green eyes. He stared into the fire, repeating the words of an incantation.

“I call upon you,” he said. The rest of his spell was lost on the wind. A haze of red mist swirled about the ground, the unmistakable sign of a Creation Caster spell. One word carried above the noise. “Viktor.”

I gasped. What would this Caster want with our Tsar? The man glanced up, his green eyes looking straight at me.

No, through me.

The man spoke the last words of his incantation—“so mote it be”—and lowered his head once more. The red mist of his spell disappeared.

  

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Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. An avowed girl geek, Christina loves creating immersive fantasy worlds with action, adventure, romance, and kick-ass female protagonists. As part of her work in Ink Monster, Christina has co-developed the ‘Heroine’s Journey,’ a blueprint for telling female myths inspired by the work of Joseph Campbell. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and golden retriever Ruby.





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The Starlight Chronicles by Lisa Orchard (VNBtM, guest post, excerpt and GIVEAWAY) GFT

I have the pleasure of having a guest post from author Lisa Orchard who discusses mentoring.

LO:  Hello everyone, I hope all is well with you. I’m Lisa Orchard the bestselling author of “The Starlight Chronicles” and I’m here today to talk about my role as a mentor.

I have two boys and I volunteer in my youngest son’s classroom during their writing workshop. At the beginning of the year, I did a presentation for the class on how to write fiction.  We gave away books as prizes and it was so fulfilling to see these young kids so excited about writing.

Now, I go in once a week to help them with their stories. I guide them to include details and make sure they’re following their outlines. It’s rewarding to see these young kids growing as writers.   

I also do writing workshops for the Girl Scouts. We do one or two a year and they have been very successful. I just love the enthusiasm these girls have to learn.

It reminds me of myself, back in fifth grade when I wanted to become a writer. Just think how much farther I’d be on my path if I’d had someone to encourage and mentor me.

When I’m working with these kids, I hope that I’m inspiring them to go for it. I want my boys and the kids I work with to have the courage to chase their dreams. It takes a lot of guts to step outside your comfort zone and present something to the world. I’m hoping that my experiences will give them the strength they need to do this.

If they can see me, an ordinary mom, writing books then they can also see themselves doing it too. Isn’t that the most awesome feeling in the world, to inspire someone?

Thanks for stopping by and reading my post. I’d love to hear from you! Leave a comment and let me know how you inspire someone, and how does it make you feel?

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The Starlight Chronicles Box Set

by Lisa Orchard

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GENRE: Young Adult Romance

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Lark Singer’s relationship with her mother is prickly to say the least. As she enters a musical competition that could launch her career, Lark also searches for answers her mother would rather keep hidden. Throw into the mix the fact her best friend Bean has been acting strangely, and Lark finds herself launched into uncharted territory. Will her quest for answers sabotage her musical aspirations?

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Starlight

“AWESOME JAM session!” announces Bean as he twirls his sticks in the air.

“We are so ready!” I exclaim. The competition is just a week away, but I’ve never been so ready for anything in my life. We have the smoking hot tunes. Four of them, and they’re full of positive energy. And we have the smoking hot name. Starlight. I love the way it rolls off my tongue when I say it.

For a brief second, I think about who we’re up against for the competition and Duh-Wayne’s face floats into my consciousness. I shake my head to wash the image away. Nothing is going to ruin this chance for me, not even Duh-Wayne.

The competition. It’s my one chance to get out of this town, to have the musical career of my dreams. The winner gets a paid-in-full opportunity to audition for American Singer and the winner of that gets a recording contract. I can almost feel the contract in my hand.

Turning my attention back to the task at hand, I unplug my guitar. As I put my Gibson back into its case, Bean moves from his perch behind his drum set and squats next to me. “Hey, I’ve got to give Stevie a ride home, but after that would you like to go for a cruise?”

“Yeah.” I give him a smile. “I would.”

“Bean. Come on, I’ve got to get home,” Stevie says in a tone that’s not quite impatient.

I stand. “Just let me put this away,” I say, patting my guitar case. I hustle inside and run my guitar up to my room.

When I return to the garage, I hit the button and then sneak under the door as it makes its descent. Stevie’s standing just outside the passenger door, waiting for me to climb into the car next to Bean before he gets in. He’s thoughtful that way.

I climb in and give Bean a nudge and a grin. He grins back and his eyes have that special twinkle that’s just for me.

Stevie scrambles in and closes the door. “Let’s go.”

Bean backs out of the driveway and heads down the road. The Brown Turd rumbles and backfires as he steps on the gas. I’m surprised Mr. Szasbo hasn’t made an appearance, but then I remember his cat. Ever since I saved his kitten, I haven’t heard a complaint from him. Maybe he has warmed toward me.

It takes us fifteen minutes to reach Stevie’s house. A brick ranch with a long front porch and attached two-stall garage. The house doesn’t seem to match my friend. I expected him to live in some bungalow by the sea. Instead, he’s in small town suburbia and it dawns on me that I don’t even know what his parents do for a living.

“I’ll catch you guys tomorrow,” Stevie says with a wave, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Yeah. Tomorrow,” I say with a quick smile. I can’t wait for him to leave so I can be alone with Bean.

“Later, Dude,” Bean yells before rolling up his window. I snuggle up to him as he steps on the gas and heads toward downtown. “So where do you want to go?”

I shrug. “I don’t know. Let’s go someplace where we can talk.”

He winks at me and says, “I know just the place.”

“Where?”

“You’ll see.” He gives me a mischievous smile that sends my heart racing. I love it when he looks at me like that.

We make small talk while he drives to our destination. I’m shocked when we pull into a cemetery. “What are we doing here?”

“You said you wanted to go someplace to talk.” He snickers. “We definitely won’t get interrupted here.”

“No kidding,” I say as I stare out the window. The grave markers go by and I can’t help but think about the people lying beneath the ground. I wonder what kind of lives they had. As I think about these things, I realize there’s a lot of history in this cemetery.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Bean asks as he grabs my hand. The familiarity of the rough calluses on my skin warms my heart. He stops the car and turns the engine off.

“My mom admitted it.”

“Admitted what?” Bean shifts in his seat and slouches against the driver’s door.

I shift and turn toward him. Before I speak, I rub my fingers along the scar above my right eyebrow. It’s my bastard stamp. I got it the day Duh-Wayne called me a bastard and then laughed when I didn’t know what one was. As I recall the horrific fight we had, a shudder runs through me as I tell him. “She admitted that Jared Miller is my father.”

“What?” Bean sits up straight and bumps his head against the window. Rubbing it he says, “When did all this happen?”

“Last night.” I brush a curl away from my face.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Lisa Orchard grew up loving books. She was hooked on books by the fifth grade and even wrote a few of her own. She knew she wanted to be a writer even then. Her first published works are the “Super Spies Series.” These stories revolve around a group of friends who form their own detective squad and the cases they solve. “The Starlight Chronicles,” is the next series that Lisa created with musical misfit, Lark Singer as her main character.

  After graduating from Central Michigan University with a Marketing Degree, she spent many years in the insurance industry, pining to express her creative side. The decision to stay home with her children gave her the opportunity to follow her dream and become a writer. She resides in Michigan with her husband, Steve, and two wonderful boys. Currently, she’s working on the next book in the Starlight Chronicles Series along with a few new ideas that may turn into stand alone novels. When she’s not writing she enjoys spending time with her family, running, hiking, and reading.

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