Friday, October 24, 2014

Author Spotlight: Paloma Beck

Today's Author Spotlight is Paloma Beck!

Title: Never Coming Home

Series: Home, Book 1.5

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Author: Paloma Beck

Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing

Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique

ISBN: 978-1-63105-314-6

Page Count: 58


I have a story to tell, a story I promised never to tell. Hell, it isn't even one I wanted to live through. I just can't keep it 

inside anymore... now that they're both gone. I have to tell My Story.

Rachel Porter tells her sons about the love of her life, about their father and about their life together. This novella tells 

the story of the beginning of the Porter family through the Vietnam War, too many losses and a new beginning. It's a 

tale her sons won't forget, and one that could change them for all time.







Rachel sat at the table, her fingers hugging the hot mug of coffee as she surveyed her children. Her three 

sons were grown now. They were magnificent men. She shook the tears off as she thought of their dad. The 

credit for her sons went to Robert, a good man and a solid father. How she missed his friendship. It hadn’t been 

that long since he passed, but she felt the absence of his constant strength. Now, it was just her with her boys.

Rachel took a cleansing breath and spoke, “I have a story to tell. I know you all have wondered. It’s a story 

I promised never to tell. It isn’t one I wanted to live through, but it’s my story. I can’t keep it inside anymore. 

Now that they’re both gone, I have to share my story.”

She saw her sons’ confused and doubting looks, but it was Tyra, Ryan’s wife, who squeezed her hand in 

encouragement. “We’d love to listen to your story.”

Rachel looked past her sons, out the large window and beyond the lake. She’d underestimated how difficult 

the actual telling would be. It was much more difficult than the decision to do it had been. But she had to. She 

had to rise to the challenge of being the strength for their family now. Her sons must understand the true 

character of their father. They deserved that much at least.

She began her story…


Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction... she's a happily married carpooling 

mom writing steamy romance. It's almost naughty! Paloma writes both contemporary and 

paranormal romances that are anything but PG.

Paloma published her first book in 2012 with Secret Cravings Publishing. Since then, she has 

released eight books with SCP, and has moved on to self-publish an additional two books. She has 

no plans to slow down.

With her husband and three sons, the Blue Ridge mountains have been her home for nearly twenty 

years. There's still a special place in her heart though for New England where she spent her 

childhood. The lakes of Maine call her name and someday she hopes to find her way back there.

Paloma is a proud supporter of Starbucks. She believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better. So, go on, 

Romance Beckons. Grab a cup of coffee and book and get reading!




Saturday, October 18, 2014

Fall 2014 BulletProof Blog Tour

The BulletProof Ghost is on the road... if the internet were a road, which it's not.  BPG is on the virtual road that is other author's blogs!  BPG has been featured on several blogs as of late and I thought is was high time to put them all in one place... which is here.  Check out the links below.  The posts have info that is posted all over this blog, but the author's blogs themselves may interest you.  Enjoy!

This blog refers to BPG: Prototypes as a Mystery, which it is to some extent.  I'll allow it!  Joking aside I've seen Prototypes called a mystery, horror and young adult, so however you interpret it is fine with me as long as you liked it.
And no, that is not a typo... so don't fill up the comments with, 
"Jake's at it again with his goddamn typos."

Andrea is a nice lady with a neat looking blog.  Check it out as she welcomes me to the indie author scene.  Hopefully it isn't like the hard core punk and metal scenes I used to be into... mosh pits are hard on a little guy like me.  Screw it, time to throw some 'bows! (double bass pedals)

There will be more stops on the tour in the coming weeks.  As this page is updated, I'll let you know on the Twitter machine and teh Book of Face.  Laters.

Romance Beckons
Yes, BPG is not a romance series, but the author of this blog does write romance AND she was nice enough to feature me.  Check out the Author Spotlights section to see her book series featured on this page!

Ann Everett Talkin' Twang

Five on Friday Interview
This is a bit different, because it is an actual interview with yours truly (Jake dh!).  Check it out to get an insight into my slightly disturbed psyche.

Lindi Lamont (

Suz DeMello's Velvet Lair
If you couldn't tell from the blog's title, Suz's writing can get a bit steamy. I'm glad she had room for a bullied 13 year old who is turned into an adult cybernetic killing machine.

Author Spotlights

These are the highlighted authors who are part of my current blog tour.  They're genres are many and to see what they're about, you'll have to just check them out.  Their various links and sites are listed in the posts. This page will be updated as more authors join in the tour.  Enjoy.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Author Spotlight: Ann Everett

Today's Author Spotlight is Ann Everett!!


Jace Sloan has it all. He's smoking hot, a college football star with a storybook family, and he's 

never met a woman he couldn't charm. He's also never met one who makes him want to be a 

better man...until he meets Maggie. Now, this self-proclaimed geek with wild red hair and the 

greenest eyes he's ever seen has him thinking all kinds of crazy thoughts. Like settling down and 

being a one-woman man.

Maggie Fielding is anything but Jace's type. For starters, her IQ is bigger than her chest size. But 

Jace is panty melting hot, and she's having a hard time remembering that he’s bad news. If only 

she could stop telling him her secrets, because her answers to his questions just might have both 

of them falling in love for the first time.


“Why do you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Go from girl to girl. My mother was promiscuous because she tried to make up for 

everything wrong in her life—no relationship with her family, a kid she didn’t want. But 

you have the most wonderful family in the world. And you have friends—and talent. I don’t 

understand what you’re trying to compensate for.”

He didn’t say anything, so she said, “You don’t have to answer. I shouldn’t have asked. I 

just finished telling you to stay out of my business and now I’m butting into yours.”

“It isn’t that I don’t want to answer. It’s—I don’t know the answer. Maybe it’s 

evolutionary psychology. You know, spill your seeds and all that crap.”

“You’re kidding, right? That theory has to do with finding the best candidate for breeding 

to produce the best offspring. It isn’t an excuse to screw every female in Texas. Unless you’re 

saying you want to impregnate women to create a bunch of little football All-American’s?”

“Hell, no. My policy is no glove, no love. I’m saying, could be, men aren’t supposed to 

be monogamous.”

“You’re speaking for your entire gender?”


“So—your dad could have women on the side and that would be okay.”

“No! All right, you’ve made your point. Some men can be happy with one woman.”

“But not you.”

He rolled up on his elbow and rested his face in his hand. “I don’t know how to say this 

without sounding like a complete jerk. I guess I do it because I can. From the time I was in junior 

high, girls have thrown themselves at me and all I’ve done is take advantage of it. I’ve never lied 

to get a girl to sleep with me. I’ve never told one I loved her or promised forever. I don’t even 

spend the night. They know what to expect from me.” He flopped back down. “Maybe I’ve slept 

with more than my share, but I don’t consider myself a bad guy. Do you?”

“Does it matter what I think?”


“Well then, I think you’re just as emotionally unavailable as I am. I avoid men because 

I’m afraid I’ll lose my heart, and you go from girl to girl to keep from giving yours away.”

Author Bio:

Ann Everett embraces her small town upbringing and thinks Texans are some of the funniest 

people on earth. When speaking to writing groups, businesses, book clubs, and non-profit 

organizations, she incorporates her special brand of wit, making her programs on marketing, self-
publishing, and the benefits of laughter, informative and fun. 

An award winning author, she’s also a member of Northeast Texas Writers’ Organization and a 

top twenty reviewer on

When Ann’s not writing, she spends her days listening in on people’s conversations at the local 

Wal-Mart, beauty shop, Goodwill, and numerous other gathering spots. She draws from that 

research to pen her romantic suspense novels full of southern sass and Texas twang. For her new 

adult romance stories, she blends her dramatic writing style with a kick of humor.

Five things you won’t know about Ann by reading her bio.

1. She’s been married to the same man since dirt.

2. She loves shopping at thrift stores.

3. A really sharp pencil makes her happy.

4. She hates talking on the telephone.

5. She’s thankful wrinkles aren’t painful.


Ann Everett’s Amazon page: 

Ann’s Website:

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Author Spotlight: Melanie Robertson-King

This Spotlight has been updated with new information including a sample of the book!

Today's Author Spotlight is Melanie Robertson-King!

Melanie Robertson-King's debut novel, A Shadow in the Past, is a YA/YA Crossover (suitable for readers from thirteen to twenty-five years of age) Time Travel with romantic elements set in Scotland.
When a contemporary teen is transported back in time to the Victorian era, she becomes A Shadow in the Past...
Nineteen year old Sarah Shand finds herself in Victorian Era Aberdeenshire, Scotland and has no idea how she got there. Her last memory is of being at the stone circle on the family farm in the year 2010.
Despite having difficulty coming to terms with her situation, Sarah quickly learns she must keep her true identity a secret. Still, she feels stifled by the Victorians' confining social practices, including arranged marriages between wealthy and influential families, and confronts them head on then suffers the consequences.
When Sarah realizes she has fallen in love with the handsome Laird of Weetshill, she faces an agonizing decision. Does she try to find her way back to 2010 or remain in the past with the man she loves?

Excerpt (from Chapter 3):

When Sarah’s eyes flickered open, the young girl and her wrecked car were nowhere to be seen. Instead of the asphalt surface of Kendonald Road, Sarah lay sprawled out on a narrow gravel lane.

Sarah’s chest felt like the family’s herd of cows sat on it and she gasped for air. Stones gouged her elbows as she tried to prop herself up.

Using her last ounce of strength, Sarah hauled herself to her feet. Her head throbbed as if it were about to explode, and something wet and sticky ran down the back of her neck. Dirt and blood covered her rugby shirt and jeans, and her trainers were gone. Sharp gravel bit into her stocking feet as she staggered, trying not to fall. Sarah was surprised she was able to stand. She was certain the impact with the car had broken her legs and maybe even her back.

She wiped her hands on her shirt and cried out in pain. Dirt and blood covered her palms, and her knees felt like they’d been scraped with sandpaper. Her chest hurt with every breath, and she wondered if her ribs were broken. Where were the terrified driver and her wrecked car? They seemed to have vanished into the mist.

Sarah barely made out a faint light shining in the distance, and she stumbled toward it, thinking it was the yard light near her father’s barn. She clapped her hands over her ears in an attempt to block out the incessant ringing, but it didn’t work. Taking those pills had been a huge mistake. No matter how badly she wanted to hurt Blair and Niamh, she realized that she didn’t want to die. She couldn’t do that to her family.

Sarah blinked and stared at one of the ghostly trees lining the roadway. The trunk expanded and contracted before her eyes as if it were breathing. A gust of wind rasped through the branches and a sudden cry of a long-eared owl made her jump. Shivering, Sarah crossed her arms and rubbed, but pain shot all the way down to her fingertips, forcing her to stop.

At the narrow stone bridge, she stopped and rested. As she stood there trying to catch her breath, the bridge began to vibrate and black smoke filled the air. A shrill whistle pierced the silence, drowning out the ringing in her ears. Sarah wheeled around and gasped. Off in the distance she saw the tiny speck of a headlight. It grew larger and brighter as the train drew closer and thundered beneath the bridge. Sarah watched the disappearing train and tried to understand what she had seen. There was no railway line near her house, only a flat dirt trail leading to the village.

Soon the smell of freshly cut hay, manure, and farm animals replaced the lingering aroma of the train’s oily coal smoke. If the barn was this close, she was almost home. Drawing closer, she heard the sounds of hooves pawing…

Purchase links:
Barnes & Noble:

Melanie Robertson-King

author of

A Shadow in the Past and

The Consequences Collection

When Melanie isn’t writing, she’s reading. The writing bug first bit when she was thirteen but the itch subsided and it wasn’t until a number of years later that she put “pen to paper” and began writing again.

Prior to returning to fiction, Melanie wrote articles for various publications for a number of years and has been published in Canada, the US and the UK.

In addition to writing, her interests include genealogy, photography and travel, especially Scotland. On one of her trips to the Auld Country, she had the honor of meeting The Princess Royal, Princess Anne.

Where fact and fiction meet...

Visit my blog Celtic Connexions

Follow me on Twitter at @RobertsoKing

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Author Spotlight: Tina Gayle #FallingInLove

Today's Author Spotlight is Tina Gayle.  This is the lady that actually got me started on the Blog Tour train.  Thanks for the opportunity to connect with other authors and I hope this helps her gain more exposure.  Be sure to check out all of the links and blurbs. 

Mating Rituals - Rules of The Ball #Excerpt

A full length - hot off-world fantasy

With rock-hard fortitude, Marohka Taunton battles to maintain her position as top mineralogist and
refuses to see why she should marry even if the law requires she take a mate. Fighting her attraction for Stihl Fermesium, she struggles to save her father’s company. Stihl, determined to win her as his mate, is faced with the commission deal of a lifetime and needs the money to save his family land. He wrestles with her emotional resistance and discovers someone other than Marohka is unhappy about their union. In fact, they want to separate them in the most basic of ways, death.

“All right, ladies, please line up for the final event of the evening–The Ladies Parade,” 

a voice boomed from the speakers. “Give your partner a smile and a curtsy, and then ascend the 

stairs to the stage area.”

“Right,” Marohka reasoned, “like I need any man.”

Harold, the father presenter, liked to follow the old habit of bowing to one’s partner. The 

custom to him added romance and grandeur to the evening. She could’ve told him differently, 

but with him being an old stick from a bygone era and a hopeless romantic, he wouldn’t have 


“Now, gentlemen, here are the rules. Although, you might know them, I’ll restate them 

again so no problems will occur because you forgot what you’re supposed to do.” Harold paused 

a moment and scanned the crowd. “So listen carefully.”

Marohka and the other girls started up both sides of the twin staircases. Harold stood 

at the top of the landing, dressed in his usual green plaid suit. His cheeks colored with his 


“Each one of these lovely ladies will be carrying a small placard with a number printed 

on it.” Harold showed them a sample card. “The number is not how many mates she desires.” 

The crowd broke into the expected laughter. Harold grinned.

She wished her sign displayed a zero. Even one man was more than she needed. All 

evening, she’d avoided them. If a man approached, she offered him a rude comment and walked 

away to prove her lack of interest in catching a mate.

“If you’re attracted to a certain lady and want to meet her in the mating arena, take note 

of her number. If you write down the wrong number, you’ll be matched with a different girl, 

which would result in an unwelcome surprise.” Harold released a small cough of humor.

“You can choose three women. In the end, however, you’ll only be mated with one.” 

A good-natured roar of disappointment exploded from the men in the hall. Marohka 

rolled her eyes at the typical male response.

Harold sighed. “Sorry, boys, that’s the rule. The Council of Elders will determine which 

girl on your list will become your mate. Then it’s up to you to pass the next challenges. The first 

duel is at three sharp in the battling arena. Be sure to check the schedule. If you miss your fight 

time, you’ll be out of the running and will have to wait until next year.”

Turning to the girls standing beside him, Harold added. “Ladies, don’t worry. An escort 

will be sent to your room to make sure you arrive on time.”

As the oldest unmated girl, Marohka stood at the front of the line. Her future suspended 

on the edge of success. She’d led the other girls down the red carpet, along the edge of the dance 

floor, through the ballroom, and then back up the twin staircase on the other side of the room 

many times. She drew in a deep breath, preparing for her final steps to freedom.

Harold glanced at her and nodded. “At the top of the list from the Taunton family is our 

special princess, Marohka. A smart girl, she’ll offer any man a stimulating adventure, where life 

will never be boring. She works hard and . . .”

Stepping forward, she cut off Harold’s words by moving off the stage and out of the 

spotlight. She detested the Royal Presenter selling her to these men. With her job of finding 

qualtrilium and keeping her father’s company afloat, she had all the challenges she needed in 

Lustralia’s law might require Royal girls to be present at the charade. But with this being 

her final year of mandatory attendance, victory stood in sight. All she had to do was navigate 

the man-infested waters between here and the staircase on the other side of the room. Freedom 


She reached the bottom of the staircase. Her path led her past a legion of men. From tall, 

dark, and handsome to fair-haired wonders, an array of eligible men lined her route. Dressed in 

fine, silk coats and tight fitted pants, they represented hundreds of Royal families across the great 

land. All showed excellent breeding and genteel manners. Any one of them would make a good 

mate to the girls behind her, but none tempted her to lose her freedom.

Staring straight ahead, she avoided eye contact with every man she passed. Moving 

along the edge of the dance floor, she wove her way back and forth across the assigned path. Her 

steps, jerky and clumsy, she hid her natural smooth gait. No man, in his right mind, craved an 

ungraceful wife. At least, she hoped not.

With the stairs a few steps ahead, she tasted victory and allowed herself a sigh of relief. 

“Thank goodness.”

A masculine voice in front of her chuckled. “It’s not over yet, princess.”

Tina Gayle is currently working on two different series. The last book in the 

Executive Wives’ Club series will be coming out 2014. This series combines elements 

of women fiction with the passion of romance. 

The Family Tree series has two books out with Fallen Leaves release in April 

of 2014. A paranormal romantic suspense series, the books follow the keeper of the 

Winston manor and the trials she has to overcome to remain in the house of her 


Find Tina Gayle everywhere

Friday, October 10, 2014

Author Spotlight: Andrea R. Cooper

The second author in the fall Spotlight series is Andrea R. Cooper!

Son of Dragons Book 2 Legends of Oblivion series

Blurb: In a time of false peace, the dead rise as soldiers for the Warloc’s scheme. For thousands of years 

he has stood ready for the final battle. Though the witch and her cursed Elvin have destroyed his physical 

body, now with his protégé, he has honed a new way to wage war.

Shunned by her own people and weary-hearted from centuries of lost loves, Elvin warrior Mirhana scours 

the land to silence the undead. Her heart has turned as cold as the sword she wields, until a prince seeks 

her aid.

Never has Prince Landon met a woman like Mirhana. Both beautiful and deadly, she haunts his dreams. 

The battle at hand becomes more enchanting than fighting to remain true to his unseen betrothed.

When a traitor emerges, new alliances are tested and the only remaining hope is to follow the prophecy 

and find the ... Son of Dragons.


Clean from the bath, Landon let the air from the open window dry his hair. Dressed only in 

trousers, he leaned against the windowsill.

He thought he smelled the hint of roses and heat on the breeze. Movement from the 

street below caught his eye. He leaned out, squinting into the night.

Torches lined the cobbled street corners. A cloaked figure waited. Then the innkeeper 

rushed outside. His hands flew in gestures as the figure nodded.

Then he pointed to the window where Landon watched. At the same instant, the cloaked 

figure followed his finger’s path to Landon. Green eyes that seemed to glow met his.

Landon jumped up and cursed when his head hit the bottom of the window. When he 

looked back, both figures were gone.

Thinking the innkeeper would send guards, he waited with his sword in hand and his stare 

riveted on the door. No one came. He must be getting paranoid, thinking there was a ghost 

or enemy around every corner. His eyelids grew heavy as he waited for a fight that failed to 

materialize. Finally, he rolled his shoulders back to ease out the tension.

Still, he couldn’t stop thinking about those piercing emerald eyes. They’d belonged to a 

woman; he could tell. There was intelligence and cunning in them. Her stare felt as though she 

saw through the façade he often wore as prince and to please others, and into his kajh.

A woman who was not afraid, but used to being feared. It unnerved him, yet excited him. 

His pulse quickened and his loins tightened at the thought of those eyes filled with passion for 


Better get some sleep before the night was gone. Tomorrow, he’d tell Gillespie about what 

he saw. He doubted he could explain those captivating green eyes that continued to haunt him 

even now.


“We are introduced to new and wonderful creatures, and meet up with those we know and love 

from the first book, as each character's unique role and journey begins to intersect... and each 

will have a pivotal role in the outcome of an epic battle that is about to take place. Deception, 

self discovery, and sacrifices will be made, as each character's true role is uncovered... and 

in these magical lands, nothing is at it seems...Still, the book builds on the last with new and 

enchanting worlds, exciting creatures, and breathtaking originality. ..A really fun read, and a 

complimentary addition to the Legends of Oblivion series!” 4 1/2 stars Moonrise Book Blog

See more of the Legends of Oblivion series:

The Garnet Dagger – Book 1 in the Legends of Oblivion series

Cursed in Shadow – Book 1.5 in the Legends of Oblivion series

Son of Dragons – Book 2 in the Legends of Oblivion series

The Garnet Dagger Blurb: Everyone knows what happens when a vampire

bites a human...but what if the victim is Elvin?

Forbidden to cross the Elvin barrier into human lands, Brock cannot sate his curiosity. Cursed

by a vampyre bite that forces him to feed on the life-essence of others, he is unable to touch

another without taking their life. Chained by prophesy, he must find a witch, pierce her heart,

and draw her blood for his cure.

Celeste must escape the monks who have held her prisoner for years. Her magic has been

kept dormant by her captors. An ancient powerful Warloc craves her powers. If he succeeds in

devouring her magic, she and his world will die.

When Brock falls in love with Celeste before realizing her demise is his cure, will love triumph

over his desire to be healed? Will he risk everything to save her from a Warloc, an oath breaker,

who also wants her dead?

Short BookBub blurb: Romance and breathtaking fantasy collide as

cursed traveler Brock falls in love with imprisoned witch Celeste. She holds

the key to his salvation — but it will come at a price....

The Garnet Dagger Excerpt: Chapter One (condensed)

I’ve known death. For over half a millennia, I escorted many to death at the end of my sword.

In the eyes of the dying, I watched it shroud them. Foolishly, I thought many more eras would

pass before death came for me. It came so swiftly that I could not run; I could not escape. At a

village, dressed in human clothes, I took in everything.

I delayed my return to my people as I watched human jugglers bounce torches and

knifes. It was autumn equinox and the festivities would continue well into the night. Children

laughed as they chased each other. A trail of leaves from their costumes twirled after them. It

was dark when I reached the forest.

A gasp rustled through the trees.

I hiked slower than my normal speed, so as not to startle whatever human called out.

My leather boots crunched upon dried, diseased leaves and bark. Horrified, I glanced up.

Branches twisted around each other to suffocating. Lifeless limbs cracked in the wind. Flesh of

the trees sloughed off in layers, exposing its bones. Gashes hollowed out chunks of warmth.

Fragments of leaves clung to finger tips, marking sepulchers of the dying trees. Trees mourned

with wails like splitting wood, and I brought my hands over my ears. I must flee before I became

infected, they told me. Flee before the stain of this defilement creeps into you, they warned.

Trees spoke to my kind, always had. Yet these trees were in such agony of death that I could

not breathe. Felt as though my lungs had folded in on themselves, like a moth unable to break

loose from its cocoon.


"The Garnet Dagger is an enthralling paranormal romance . . . The author

does a masterful job of building her own unique world . . . The Garnet

Dagger is an intriguing and thoroughly entertaining paranormal romance

that is worth the read." --The Lusty Penguin

"The Garnet Dagger was a well written story. The author Andrea R Cooper

did fabulous world-building. The relationship depicted between the two

main characters is flawless. And the description was very vivid. Highly

recommended for all lovers of Paranormal romance." --Paranormal Romance


“Highly recommended for all lovers of Paranormal romance.

Katie Cody

Cursed in Shadow Book 1.5 Legends of Oblivion series

Blurb: Cursed in Shadow is the continuation of The Garnet Dagger, Book 1 Legends 

of Oblivion series. This novelette bridges Book 1 and Son of Dragons, Book 2.

After defeating the Warloc, Brock, the Elvin Vampyre, takes Celeste to Tamlon to 

search the prophecies of the four and the Son of Dragons. However, the Elvin city is 

not safe, even for his witch.

The Warloc’s protégé is bent on his physical return to the living. Her necromancy 

brings forth Brock’s first victim and more.

Brock and Celeste must defeat prejudice and power to continue their journey and 

find Brock’s twin sister, Mirhana.


When I rose, the two guards sidestepped away. Nay, they would not gamble their lives again by 

being within my reach.

Thankfully, since rescuing Celeste from the oak cave had taken all night, Shadowdancer was 

rested for the ride back to Tamlon.

With Celeste’s wounds slathered with yarroway and other healing plants, she mounted. Then 

Emillya climbed up behind her.

At least one Elvin besides me did not hate humans. If Emillya didn’t like humans, or Celeste for 

that matter, she wouldn’t speak to her much less ride on a horse with her. I ran alongside them 

while Celeste and Emillya talked. One guard raced on the opposite side of Shadowdancer, the 

other in front. And it appeared the horse gave the Elvin a race.

The Elvin were considerate enough to let Shadowdancer canter or walk whenever he tired. 

How they understood that running the horse too long too fast would be the end of him I do not 

know. There have never been horses in Elvin lands for as long as I can remember.

We all took turns getting Celeste to talk to us about her cave adventure; she must stay awake 

awhile longer, even though we could all see she fought to keep her eyes open.

“As soon as you’ve rested,” Emillya told her, glowering at my constant interruptions to 

translate, “you need to view the prophecies of the four. Nivel gave me instructions when he left 

with Brock. The library vaults await unchanged. He told me you’d come back after banishing the 

Warloc to the underworld.

“Hopefully, Brock hasn’t caused unrealized damage by the oak magic trapping you.”

I nearly stumbled at her words. How was I to know snares waited to spring upon humans in our 

land? Our kind was immune.

Just as I opened my mouth to voice my argument, Celeste smiled at me. Her grey eyes held a 

glimmer of her merriment, and my frown eased.

With a chuckle, I turned back to the path. Celeste was safe now. And that was all that mattered.

“We’ll make camp at dark.” Emillya patted Shadowdancer’s rump. “Should make Tamlon soon. 

It’s a fine horse—any other I fear would take us three or four nights to return.”

“That reminds me.” I said. “How did you get to the labyrinth so soon? The journey from Tamlon 

is longer than the time of Celeste’s entrapment.”

“We have a secret path Nivel created. It’s ancient magic and travels Elvin here within an hour.”

“Then let’s take this path back.” Celeste said.

“It’s only for Elvin. The magic would crush a human and perhaps even a horse.”

“Perhaps your magic needs to be altered now.” Celeste smiled.

“Indeed.” Emillya answered. “I’ll mention the request to the elders.”

When we arrived in Tamlon, I hoped to show Celeste the wonders of my land. And bask in the 

sun naked with her.

After the others slept, I laid down beside Celeste. She turned and snuggled her head under my 

chin. “Your language is so beautiful. Almost like music with its rhythms and melody.”

My hand traced circles up and down her back. “Emir voulan sptrea.”

“What does that mean?”

I eased her chin up and she looked into my eyes. “We are one heart.” I kissed her and relished 

in the sweetness of her mouth for we could do little else with company.


“I loved the first book in the series, The Garnet Dagger! Cursed in Shadow is equally spellbinding! 

I was awestruck by the world building, and thoroughly enjoyed seeing where the characters would 

take us. A fantastic tale, with a charming love story entwined, this is a must read for anyone who 

enjoys escaping into a fantasy world where anything can happen!” 5 stars – Moonrise Book Blog

“Andrea did a fantastic job utilizing all the elements that she built into The Garnet Dagger to make this 

short do the work of a novella or maybe even a full length book. I’m eagerly anticipating the release of 

Sons of Dragons now!” 5 stars – Fantasy is More Fun

Andrea’s Bio: Andrea has always created characters and stories. But it wasn't until she was in 

her late twenties that she started writing novels. 

What happened that ignited the writing flame in her fingers? Divorced, and disillusioned by love 

songs and stories. They exaggerate. She thought. Love and Romance are not like that in the real 

world. Then she met her husband and realized, yes love and romance are exactly like the songs 

and stories say. She is now a happy wife, and a mom to three kids (two boys and a girl).

Andrea writes paranormal and historical romance. When not writing or reading, one may find 

Andrea dancing in Zumba. 

She believes in the power of change and counting each moment as a blessing. But most 

importantly, she believes in love.

Son of Dragons Book Trailer:

The Garnet Dagger Book Trailer

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Son of Dragons Smartlink: (USA, UK, Australia, Canada)

The Garnet Dagger Amazon:

The Garnet Dagger B & N:

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Cursed in Shadow Amazon:

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Cursed in Shadow iTunes:

Cursed in Shadow Smashwords:

Cursed in Shadow Smartlink (USA, UK, Australia, Canada)

Six Shades of Romance – The Proxy – Historical Romance short story by Andrea R. Cooper.

Six Shades is a collection of short stories by six authors each in a different romance genre: