New Release: Cinderella and Prince Dom by Sydney St. Claire

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Jaimie Newberry is jobless, her rent is due, and her cat just died. On top of that, she was accused of embezzling before she was fired. When her friend invites her for a weekend of kinky fairytale role playing, she agrees to go as Cinderella. What has she got to lose when sex with a handsome prince is involved?

CEO Bryce Langston needs to know if Jamie is innocent of embezzlement or just very clever. He arranges for her to be his weekend sub but soon realizes the pretty scullery maid is naïve to the BDSM lifestyle. As her prince and her Dom, he intends to not only learn the truth but to make sure she has a fantasy come true.

Bryce spotted his Cinderella entering the parlor below. The ruffles of her skirt swirled playfully around slender thighs, and the low cut of her simple top revealed a nice swell of breasts. Deep inside, anticipation hummed, and not just for learning the truth. Annie had been gone five years now, and while he hadn’t been celibate during those long years, he hadn’t participated in the games he hosted either. This would be his first.

And only because he needed to know the truth.
Jaimie had uncovered an embezzling ring in one of his accounting firms. Her boss implicated her, her files backed the man up, but as he’d found out, the man himself had proved to be a liar, and the leader in the group of employees caught.

Lucy, his personal assistant, swore Jaimie was innocent, that she was the one who’d discovered the theft, then been fired because of it. The fact Jaimie had blown the whistle lent her story credence, as did the files she gave Lucy to give to him, all dated before she’d been fired. He’d hired auditors, and they thought she was innocent. But he wouldn’t know until he spoke to her. A study of her employment files indicated the woman was smart. She could easily have done what she did to make herself look innocent and then gotten out before being caught.

“Does it matter if she is as guilty as the others?”

Bryce nodded. “Yes. If she was part of it, I’ll press charges. No one steals from me.” He’d already gotten confessions out of the rest of his employees and fired those who were supposed to oversee that department. Fools were more concerned with their ladder climbing and brown-nosing instead of doing their job.

Determining Jaimie’s level of involvement was unfinished business. Was his Cinderella truly innocent, or had she been framed? He couldn’t find any money trails leading to her bank accounts, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have money squirreled away elsewhere, under another name. No, he needed to know for sure.

Glorie laughed low in her throat. “My, your little playmate looks ready to bolt, and it’s not even midnight.”

Bryce narrowed his eyes. Glorie was right. Jaimie was staring at some of the costumes with mouth agape. He couldn’t see her eyes but imagined they were wide with shock. Even from where he stood, he could see her face was flushed with embarrassment. She took a big gulp of her champagne then grabbed Lucy by the arm. Though he couldn’t hear the conversation, it was clear his sub was having serious doubts.

Rocking back on his heels, he grinned. From the questionnaire, he knew Jaimie was new to this world, and he was looking looked forward to introducing her to some light BDSM.


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Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances and the author of the popular “White” Series. During her career, she has been nominated for the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award for Western Historical and Reviewer’s Choice Best Book Award.
Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother for her writing as she was encouraged to read as a child and preferred happy endings which meant romances were her favorite genre. When the writing bug bit, she followed the sensible advice to “write what you know” and has been writing and publishing her stories since!

Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.

Sydney resides in California. Her office is quite crowded with two small dogs at her feet, another huge girl in her recliner and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…

When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. Knitting and crochet are her current passions. She and her husband of 30 plus years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining…

Camping, fishing, biking and hiking (when not hot) are other outdoor pursuits she and her husband enjoy. She is of course, an avid reader and hates cooking and housework. While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music, including Neil Diamond, Celtic, Native American, New Age, Classical, and mood music (bagpipes and howling wolves drive my family nuts). Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.

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Interview with Vonnie Winslow Crist, Author of Owl Light

VonnieVonnie Winslow Crist, BS Art-Education & MS Professional Writing, Towson University, is the award-winning author-illustrator of “Owl Light” (sf/f stories), “The Enchanted Skean” (YA fantasy novel), “The Greener Forest” (fantasy stories), “Leprechaun Cake & Other Tales” (children’s), “River of Stars” and “Essential Fables” (myth-based poetry collections), and several eBooks. Her prose and poetry have been published in Australia, Canada, Italy, Spain, Finland, the UK, and USA. And over 1,000 of her illustrations have been published. A clover-hand who’s found so many 4-leafed clovers she keeps them in jars, Vonnie believes the world is filled with mystery, miracles, and magic. She celebrates the power of myth in her writing and art.

What made you decide to be an author?

I’ve always been a storyteller. As the eldest sister, I entertained my younger siblings with stories. As a mom, I made up tales to tell my kids, and I do the same thing for my grand-kids. Perhaps it’s because from a very young age, I loved to listen to the family stories my great aunts and uncles would tell. Then, I’d imagine all the “what-ifs” and “this happened next scenarios.”

What do you like best about being a writer?

The opportunity to create a world for my characters to inhabit, then share that world with my readers. I also enjoy meeting readers, answering their questions about my fiction, and just talking about books.

How do you think your life experiences have prepared you for writing science fiction and fantasy?

I’ve always been interested in reading, folktales, fairy tales, myths, legends, science, and art. I’ve also always had a vivid imagination. All my life experiences help prepare me, because I see the world through the prism of myth and magic. When writing speculative fiction (science-fiction and fantasy) I think it’s important to see the world a little differently, but in the end, the story is about your characters. Whether you’re writing about mermaids, dwarves, or space travelers, an author needs to remember the story is always about the people.

Have you ever felt as if you were being dictated to while you wrote a book–as if the words came of their own accord?

Yes. When I was writing my Young Adult fantasy novel, “The Enchanted Skean,” I felt like I was in the world of the story, and I was just recording what the characters were doing. The same thing happened with many of the stories in “Owl Light” and “The Greener Forest.”

You’ve written one novel and two story collections, and are working on a second novel. What’s your favorite time management tip?

Write whenever and wherever you find yourself with a few spare minutes. Most of us don’t have the luxury of days and days of free time to sit in front of a computer to write, so those bits and pieces which are jotted down while you’re waiting in the doctor’s office or sitting at a restaurant waiting for a friend are valuable.

Are you a plotter or a pantser, i.e., do you outline your books ahead of time or are you an “organic” writer?

I wish I were a plotter, but even if I create a rough outline, I never stick to the plan. I love the term “organic,” it sounds so much nicer than “pantser.” Though often, I know where a story will end, just not how it will get from the opening sentence to the conclusion.
If you had one take away piece of advice for authors, what would it be? Read, write, revise, polish, submit – then repeat. Persistence and practice go a long way to getting your work published.

Do you listen to music when you write?

Not usually, I like to listen to sounds from nature: bees buzzing, birds and treefrogs singing, the wind in the trees, etc. Do you have a theme song for this book? At night when I put the dog out for the last time, I listened to the owls calling in the woods. What music did you go back to over and over as you wrote it, or as you write, in general? The calls of the owls, the rustle of tulip poplar leaves, and the gurgle of the stream across the road were all inspiring as I compiled and wrote the tales in “Owl Light.”

Tell me more about Owl Light.

“Owl Light” is a collection of dark fantasy, science fiction, and ghost stories which occur between dusk and dawn – in other words, during “owl light.” Owls also play a part in each tale, as does love (of one sort or the other). Plus, I used a few owlish poems and illustrations as links between the stories. (Sorry, Kindle readers, you’ll have to check my blog and website to see the illos). “By the Sea,” one of the tales included in “Owl Light” (which features a sideshow mermaid) is an L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Honorable Mention winner. There are several other award-winning stories (and poems) which feature selkies, a fire-cat, the Day of the Dead, a trow, an ancient god, a clockwork owl and time traveler, ghosts, space-traveling anthropologists, and more.

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Here’s a link to an excerpt from “Feathers,” my take on the Rumpelstiltskin tale:

And a little snippet from “The Clockwork Owl:”
As many of the timepieces in his shop clanged or chimed noon, John the Third looked up from the back of a mantle clock he was repairing to see a strange man stroll through the door. Strange was perhaps the wrong word, though there was a strangeness about him that made John the Third uncomfortable. The man was dressed much like many others who strolled up and down Water Street, occasionally darting in and out of businesses. His top hat, scarf, coat, gloves, vest, trousers – even his face, had a blend-into-the-background quality to them. But his gray eyes gleamed in a way John the Third had never seen eyes gleam.

“May I help you?” he asked the man.

The man pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly, and removed his gloves. “I have need of a watchmaker,” he said.

“The men in my family have been makers of quality timepieces for seven generations. And I carry on the family trade, so perhaps I am the person you seek.”

“Perhaps.” The man stepped closer, removed a packet of folded papers from inside his coat, and then, handed them to John the Third. “Can you make this?” he inquired.

John the Third untied the string that held the bundle together, unfolded the papers, and carefully smoothed out the drawings. Meticulously sketched and labeled in black ink with a draftsman’s hand, were the directions for constructing a clockwork instrument of some sort. He noted the instrument’s motor was powered by a mainspring wound up via a ratchet device with a key. Finely drawn were a complex series of springs and gears, small wheels linked by gear teeth, that redirected the motion in the wind-up mechanism diagrammed. Even the escapement was inked in clearly. And each part’s measurements, down to the tiniest detail, were included.

“I believe this is within my ability to construct.” John the Third rubbed his chin as he continued to study the drawings. “Watches are my specialty, and this…” He lifted the sheets of paper and searched for the appropriate word.

The man with the gleaming eyes had stepped closer. With his right hand, he pulled his gloves through his left hand again and again. He was obviously high-strung, but this small gesture was the only outward sign of his nervousness that John the Third noticed.

“Yes, owl.” John tapped the diagrams with his forefinger. “I either have or can make all the parts save…”

“I have brought that part with me.” The man reached inside his trousers’ pocket and produced another bundle. This one was wrapped in what appeared to be some sort of cured skin.

Calf-skin, perhaps. Or lamb’s skin. John swallowed hard. As he handled the skin he thought about the young animal that had been killed for its hide. Inside the skin was a tiny box…

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New Release: Women of Washington Avenue by Linda Apple


On Washington Avenue in Moonlight, Mississippi, four friends, single and fifty-something, find themselves in the age-old conundrum—They’re too old to be young, but way too young to be old. All of them are ready for another chance at love. But when that chance comes to each of them, it brings startling surprises and secrets that threaten their hopes. Thank goodness they have each other!




IMG_0786-2Linda Apple is the author of Writing Life ~ Your Stories Matter, Connect ~ A Simple Guide to Public Speaking for Writers, and Boots ~ Promises Kept, a memoir of a WWII POW. Her personal experience stories have been published in 16 of the Chicken Soup for the Soul series. Women of Washington Avenue is her debut novel. She is also a motivational speaker who teaches writing and speaking workshops.

Linda lives in Fayetteville Arkansas with her husband, Neal, their five children, five children-in-love, and ten grandchildren.

New Release: Heart Shifter by Charlotte Copper

perf5.000x8.000.inddMitch Mingan has chosen to remain a bachelor; he doesn’t want anyone else to suffer his destiny. But when his cousin Ken dies leaving behind twin boys, it is up to Mitch to ensure his nephews are ready for what lies ahead. Inviting Ken’s widow Sarah and the boys up for the summer seems like a perfect start.

For Sarah, a summer up north is the perfect opportunity for her sons to get to know their father’s family. It’s also a chance for Sarah to learn the truth behind why her husband left his childhood home at such an early age. What she doesn’t count on is falling for their handsome host. She also doesn’t count on finding out the family legacy: Mingan means wolf!

Sarah had observed Mitch with hooded eyes for much of the afternoon, and could see the restlessness grow within him like a trapped animal. She sprung from her chair like a jack-in-the-box, and grabbed the crutch first. “Mitch Mingan, you are supposed to be resting. You’re injured.”
Instead of sitting back down, he planted his hands on his hips and…laughed. A deep, tingle-causing, nipple-erecting laugh.

“You are not getting this crutch.” Sarah tried to hide the crutch behind her back. Sure, childish, but sometimes dealing with a man was like talking to a child.

“Oh, yeah,” Mitch said as he stepped over the narrow coffee table that separated them.

He moved fast for an injured man. He moved fast, period. Before she knew it, he had the crutch in one hand, and her in the other; his arm wrapped around her waist, her chest pressed against his. The smile melted from his face as the expression in his eyes grew warm and serious.

His arm fell away, and he took a step back. She wished for the crutch back. She needed to support the weakness in her knees.

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Charlotte Copper lives in Stouffville, Ontario – that is in Canada, eh – with her husband, daughter, and two part-time step-daughters. When she isn’t working at her full-time job or driving her daughter around for volleyball, Charlotte likes to craft, read, go to the movies, and, of course, write. Charlotte admittedly tries to juggle far too many balls at once while working on a series of (mostly paranormal) romance stories. Charlotte hopes to have all of the stories published some day because, as a romance writer, she believes in happy endings!


Researching the Book–What’s Your Funniest Story?

SomeOtherChild_w7615_750_LargeOne of the running jokes we authors have is that if we ever get arrested, our computer browsers will get us in a lot of trouble. Some of us even say, “If I die before you, delete my browser history!”

For me, I think this curiosity and need to find more information dates back to my nerd girl days. When I was a kid, I often acted out my favorite characters exploits. One time, in a Nancy Drew inspired moment, I decided to tie myself up and see if I could get out of the knots. I did. Finally. After a LOT of wriggling and praying my siblings didn’t catch me trussed up like a turkey! That urge for verisimilitude in reading and writing drives me to this day.

Twenty-four/seven, you will find me browsing the Internet for facts, reading library shelves of books for background information that may or may not make it into the story, but that I need to know as the author, or, lately, listening to non-fiction books on my iPhone as I walk the dogs, do housework, or drive to and from work.Yes, my name is Sharon and I AM a research junkie.

Occasionally this obsession with details can lead to odd behaviors in adults, too. One time, I had to determine if you really could fall into a body of water in a blow up bra, a foam cervical collar, a swimsuit, and a robe and still float. Yup, I enacted a scene from my romantic suspense, Some Other Child by placing blown up plastic bags in the bra of my swimsuit and wrapping a foam cervical collar around my neck. As I fell forward in feigned unconsciousness into a pool, my husband, family, and friends laughed until tears rolled down their faces. I had the last laugh, however, as the experiment was a success and the scene (a critical plot point) stayed in the manuscript.

Now, what’s the funniest thing you’ve done while researching or reading a book? You can be honest. You’re among friends!


Sharon August 2014_CroppedAfter working in health care delivery for years, Sharon Buchbinder became an association executive, a health care researcher, and an academic in higher education. She had it all–a terrific, supportive husband, an amazing son and a wonderful job. But that itch to write (some call it an obsession) kept beckoning her to “come on back” to writing fiction. Thanks to the kindness of family, friends, critique partners, and beta readers, she is published in contemporary, erotic, paranormal ,and romantic suspense. When not attempting to make students, colleagues, and babies laugh, she can be found herding cats, waiting on a large gray dog, fishing, dining with good friends, or writing. You can find her doing “research” on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest.

Review: Behind Japanese Lines with the OSS in Burma by Richard Dunlop

Behind Japanese Lines: With the OSS in BurmaBehind Japanese Lines: With the OSS in Burma by Richard Dunlop

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A first hand account of a war we don’t often hear about, the China-Burma-India (CBI) theater. While many of us have relatively good knowledge of the European theater, as well as many movies and books in popular culture, the CBI is one we only recently have come to appreciate thanks to declassification of many OSS documents. Simultaneously helped and hindered by the British SOE, which felt the fledgling OSS was too green to have a major role in Europe, the CBI was open to the OSS by virtue of Eisenhower’s support and need for better intelligence and behind the scene support from the people living in the countryside. This detailed account of the grueling work and sacrifices of the men of the 101 will live on in your heart. Highly recommend to any serious student of WWII and the OSS.

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New Release! A Woman of Honour by Marlow Kelly

AWomanofHonour_w8721_750Duncan Campbell wakes to discover he is imprisoned with a woman in his enemy’s dungeon in the Highlands of Scotland. The disenchanted warrior hopes his last few moments on earth will be spent in the arms of the sweet-voiced Isabel. If only she will cooperate.

Isabel Douglas has no intention of obliging the crude captive. The penniless noblewoman considers herself too tall and thin to be desirable. She intends to become a nun. But first, disguised as a boy, she must deliver an important letter to Scotland’s hero in hiding, King Robert the Bruce.

Together, the pair make a daring escape that plunges them into the bleak countryside in the middle of winter. In the struggle to survive, they learn the true strength of their feelings for each other. But when Duncan’s animosity towards the king becomes evident, Isabel must decide between her heart and her country.

Duncan Campbell drifted into consciousness and opened his eyes to absolute blackness. He lay perfectly still on the cold, dirt floor listening. A small rustle of fabric echoed in the darkness. He cocked his head, getting a sense of the sound’s location, then rose to his feet.

“Tell me who you are before I tear you apart,” he roared, seizing his opponent. Whoever it was didn’t answer, just silence. A fist punched him on the nose. Pain ricocheted through him, and he grabbed his face. In the dark, he lost his balance and fell in the dirt, cradling his head in his hands.

“Oh my, are you all right?” asked a small voice.

“No, I’m not.”

“You threatened me, and I wanted to give you fair warning I will fight back if you touch me.”

The lyrical voice stunned him. A woman? She spoke Gaelic with a strong, lowland accent. He shook off the pain and asked,“Where am I?”

“Dunstaffnage Castle. Don’t you remember your capture? I’ve heard of people getting a bump on the head and not remembering their own name. Is that what happened to you? Did you bump your head?”

Lord, she was talkative.

“Is it?”

“I remember I was hit from behind scouting the bast….Are we in the dungeon?” He rose to his feet.


He grunted. On the bright side he hadn’t gone blind. On the other hand they were in a dank, windowless cell with no hope of escape. There wasn’t even a sliver of light coming through the door.

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After being thrown out of England for refusing to drink tea, Marlow Kelly made her way to Canada where she found love, a home, and a pug named Max. She also discovered her love of storytelling. Encouraged by her husband, children, and let’s not forget Max, she started putting her ideas to paper. Her need to write about strong women in crisis drives her stories and her curiosity regarding the lives and loves of historical figures are the inspiration for her characters. You can visit Marlow at, Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads and Pinterest


Character Interview: Danny Anderson from Elyse Salpeter’s Flying Series

?????????????????????????????????????????????Danny Anderson from FLYING TO THE FIRE Book #2 in the FLYING series

Age: 13 years old
1. Where are you from? Did you have a happy childhood?

Danny writes something on a piece of paper and hands it to you. “Do you know sign language or do you need my brother to translate for you?” (you don’t know it, so his 24 year old hearing brother Michael is going to be your interpreter for this interview)

“I’m originally from Rockland County but after that incident with Samuel Herrington seven years ago…” (you look confused) and Danny says, “You know, that evil biophysicist that’s now in Sing Sing? The one who kidnapped my parents and tried to kill me and my brother? We were all over the news, don’t you remember?” (you sort of nod yes). “Yeah, well, before that things were pretty great – totally normal childhood. Then for a few weeks things were crazy but then they calmed down. The problem was, things didn’t go back to normal. We were getting recognized everywhere. My parents moved us to upstate NY to a smaller town so we wouldn’t be recognized as much and could have some privacy.

Things were pretty cool for me growing up. I mean, how could they not be? I know what happens to people when they die and because of that my entire life has been unique. I’ve got this cool relationship with birds and I can travel to…” (Michael nudges Danny in the ribs and gives him a face and Danny stops signing. With a sheepish grin, he shrugs). Well, let’s just say my life is different than other kids. (you ask how? But he refuses to say anything else on the matter)

2. Where do you live now and what do you do for a living? Is there something you’d rather be doing?

“Right now I’m a student in eighth grade. I go half day to a school for the deaf and the other half of the day I go to a regular mainstream school. Since I’m deaf, at the mainstream school I have an interpreter that shadows me all day, but she’s really nice and backs off when I’m with my friends and stuff. My teachers are pretty cool. Two of them even learned some ASL when they knew I was going to eventually be in their classes. Well, enough to say hello to me and to ask me if I have any questions about the assignments.”

3. What’s going on in your life right now?

“Right now things aren’t going so well. I’m having a lot of nightmares and I keep feeling like something or someone is watching me. The scary part is no one else in my family believes me.” (he casts a glare on Michael, who rolls his eyes). “But I think maybe my little sister knows something is going on. She’s only seven but I think she’s been having nightmares, too. I’m going to have to talk to her about it.”

4. Is there someone special in your life?

No, but there is in my brother’s life. <He makes a gagging imitation> Now I have to watch him making out with his girlfriend and drooling over every word she says whenever she comes to visit. It’s annoying. I never get any time to talk to him anymore.

8. Any last comments?

Danny eyes her suspiciously. “You don’t by any chance like bugs, do you?” (you shake your head no.”) Danny exhales loudly and says aloud, “Good.”

headshot2Elyse Salpeter is the author of seven novels and a host of short stories. What she loves doing is mixing “the real with the fantastic” in her books. She loves taking different scenarios and suddenly creating worlds where things just aren’t what they appear to be. Her Dark Fantasy Series, THE WORLD OF KAROV and THE RUBY AMULET take us to other realms filled with magic and evil… THE HUNT FOR XANADU is an adult contemporary thriller about a young girl on a mission to avenge her parents, murdered in their quest to find the mystical land of Xanadu. It is steeped in Buddhist spiritual mysteries.

FLYING TO THE LIGHT and now FLYING TO THE FIRE are her YA thriller series about a deaf boy who knows about the afterlife and now people are after him for the answer.

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Book blurbs:

Flying to the Light: Book #1 in the Flying Series
Seventeen year old Michael Anderson and his deaf kid brother, Danny, find themselves in mortal danger after their parents are kidnapped. Michael discovers Danny has a special gift—he knows what happens after a person dies—and now others want to know too. The brothers must outwit and outrun Samuel Herrington, a lethal biophysicist, the FBI, and even fellow Americans in a harrowing cross-country chase, because whoever gets to Danny first will have the power to rule the world.

Flying to the Fire: Book #2 in the Flying Series
An evil black mass has burst through Danny Anderson’s nightmares to attack him in broad daylight. If it weren’t for his birds, he would have died. Danny soon realizes that this monster is not coming for him, but for his little sister, Katie…because while he looks up to a place of light and peace, Katie looks down into realms of darkness and cruelty. Time is running out. The monster grows stronger with each attempt to steal Katie away to these dark dimensions, forcing Danny into the fight of his life to save his sister–before she is lost to him forever.

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New Release! Undiscovered Angel by Sharon Saracino

UndiscoveredAngel_w7443_coverTormented by guilt, consumed with vengeance…will the arms of an angel be enough to save him?

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: August 22, 2014

Empath Katrina Shepard spends most of her time alone, preferring solitude to the constant press of the pain and emotion of others. When she meets publishing tycoon Kassian McAllister at a party she finds herself intrigued. He is the first man she can’t read. Maybe she isn’t the only one with strange psychic powers.

An Earthbound Angel, Kassian has spent the better part of a century hunting Jack the Ripper. His personal quest for vengeance has locked his heart and emotions behind a tightly guarded door. But Kat reawakens the emotions he thought long dead. As they grow closer they both learn truths about themselves and see a chance for love.

But Jack the Ripper still roams the Earth and Kat has become the ideal target. Will Kassian finally have his revenge or will he lose yet another woman he loves.


“Look, I’ll make a deal with you.” He knew they were attracting more attention than he’d intended, but Kassian found it inordinately refreshing to have a woman up in his face instead of falling at his feet. “You stop trying to get into my head and I’ll stop trying to get into yours and we’ll just agree to have a nice, normal conversation.”

“Why?” She regarded him with narrowed eyes.

“Why? What do you mean, why?” Had she looked in a mirror recently? Why would she think he was any different than the next poor schmuck? Not to mention the telepathy thing and the fact that she’d actually tried to read him; that would have guaranteed his interest even if she looked like Janet Reno. She was obviously uncomfortable with her abilities. He found himself not only moderately entertained, but unwillingly curious.

“I mean, why would you want to have a nice, normal conversation with me? There are plenty of people here tripping all over themselves to get your attention. You don’t even know me. I’m sorry if I’m being rude, but honestly, I was getting ready to leave when you came over. Did you want something?”

His eyes did a quick once-over, missing nothing. Hell, yeah, he wanted something, but he knew instinctively that she wasn’t the anonymous-quickie-in-a-bathroom-stall type. He could have any woman in the room. That wasn’t conceit talking, it was just a fact, a fact about as impressive to him as dry toast. And the only woman in the room he found remotely interesting was wishing she was anywhere but here with him. She wasn’t flirting or making any effort to impress him. He suspected she would be more relieved than disappointed if he walked away right now. It was a completely new experience for him. And given his extensive experience that was saying something. She rubbed her forehead as though she was in pain. He wondered if trying to hold her shields securely while engaging in verbal repartee with him in a crowd was causing her discomfort. Maybe he should tell her to relax? She really wasn’t blocking him very well anyway.

“Why were you leaving? Do you have to be somewhere?”

He surreptitiously glanced at her left hand. Katrina Shephard had piqued more than his physical interest, although she certainly was no slouch in that area. He couldn’t remember the last time a woman had done that. He wasn’t quite ready to relinquish her company to whoever might be waiting for her at home. After all, they were simply conversing in a public place; it should be harmless enough.

“No,” she replied levelly, “and please don’t take it personally, I don’t really care for crowds. I only came for Elle’s sake, and only planned to stay for a short time.”
Kat rubbed her forehead again. He hadn’t intended to make her uncomfortable; well, not physically at any rate. He was about to withdraw when he hesitated. Her mind suddenly descended into turmoil, her thoughts becoming increasingly scattered and disjointed. He realized it was more than trading banter with him, more than the crowd.

Something was wrong.


About Sharon Sharon
Sharon Saracino resides in the anthracite coal country of Pennsylvania with her long suffering husband, funny and talented son, and two insane dogs. When she is not reading, writing, or enjoying photography and genealogy, she brews limoncello, dreams of living in Italy and works as a Certified Registered Rehabilitation Nurse.
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New Release: Owl Light by Vonnie Winslow Crist

Maybe6 owl light cover“In Owl Light, mystery and magic are close at hand. A deer hunter encounters the Daughter of Winter. Ghosts join a holiday celebration. A clockwork owl is the key to preventing murder. A gravedigger unearths a vengeful trow. To save the woman he loves, a dwarf strikes a bargain with faeryfolk. A sideshow attraction wishes to be normal with unexpected results. And an anthropologist must choose between her modern world and an ancient culture.

These stories and more dare the reader to step into Owl Light, where early stars flicker, owls wake from slumber, and shadows appear where shadows ought not be. But be warned, Owl Light dims to darkness, dreams change to nightmares, and dawn is more distant than you know.”

Owl Light is my second collection of science fiction, dark fantasy, and ghost stories (with a few poems and illustrations tossed in for good measure) published by Cold Moon Press. My first collection, The Greener Forest, featured tales where the world of Faerie collided with our everyday world. Besides giants, goblins, spriggans, mermaids, and other magical folks, each story was about love. When I went to put together another book of my short fiction, I found many of my tales had 3 things in common: “owls, darkness, and love.” So the title, Owl Light, was a “no-brainer.”

The first story, “The Clockwork Owl,” is a steampunk, time-travel tale about what a man does for the love of his sister and her children. “Bad Moon Rising” and “Bells” are paranormal romance ghost stories with very different conclusions. “Gabeta,” based on a folklore belief that having an orange cat will protect a home from fire, demonstrates the love a a sister for her younger brother and a cat for her human family. In another paranormal romance, “The Burryman,” an old man regains his youth and finds a new partner. And love, of one sort or the other, is central to each of the other tales in Owl Light.

For those who’d like to read an excerpt from “Feathers,” one of my favorite stories in the collection, here’s the link: And, yes, it is a quirky take on the traditional Rumplestiltskin fairy tale.

As I mentioned earlier, I included a few poems and illustrations. Here’s the intro poem to the book along with an owl illo:

Owl Light

Be daring:

push wide the door

when sun vanishes in a puddle of pink,

temperatures chill,

and twilight creatures emerge

from cracks, crevises, caves, and hidey holes.


Be audacious:

step onto the porch

when skies darken to indigo,

frogs serenade,

and beings of Faerie slip

from beneath tree roots, rocks, and bridges.


Be fearless:

descend to the yard

when moon raises her ghostly face,

dogs howl,

and phantoms venture

from swamp, sea, and cemetery.


Be courageous:

walk towards the forest

when early stars flicker,

owls wake from their slumber,

and shadows appear

where shadows ought not be.


But be cautious, dear ones,

for dusk dims to darkness

as surely

as dreams change to nightmares,

and dawn

is more distant than you know.

Thank you to Sharon Buchbinder for inviting me to stop by. And dear readers, may all your journeys be filled with mystery and magic.

Vonnie Winslow ChristAbout the Author:

Vonnie Winslow Crist, BS Art-Ed, MS Professional Writing, Towson University, is author of The Enchanted Skean (YA fantasy novel), The Greener Forest and Owl Light (YA-friendly speculative story collections), River of Stars and Essential Fables (myth-based poetry collections), Leprechaun Cake & Other Tales (children’s book), and several sf/f eBooks. A Pushcart Nominee and Compton Crook Award Finalist, she’s received awards from Maryland State Arts Council, Pen Women, L. Ron Hubbard’s Writers of the Future, and elsewhere.

Her paintings have recently appeared on the covers of FrostFire Worlds, Bards & Sages Quarterly, Aoife2 Pawprints large art‘s Kiss, Spaceports & Spidersilk, Illumen, Scifaikuest, Harford’s Heart Magazine, and elsewhere. This year, a calendar featuring her art was issued by Alban Lake Publishing.

A cloverhand who’s found so many four-leafed clovers she keeps them in jars, Vonnie believes the world is full of mystery, miracles, and magic. She enjoys celebrating the power of myth in her writing and art.

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