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September 29, 2016

Tales from the Crate - The Kraken gets a puppy! by Karilyn Bentley #crazydog #puppies #amwriting

I'm happy to announce the arrival of the newest addition to our family: The New Puppy!

Our new puppy!

Isn't he adorable? We thought The Kraken needed a playmate since we moved and she no longer goes to doggie daycare or agility. And what did she think of our gift to her?

She was rather ambivalent the first day. She did not appreciate us touching the puppy or the puppy trying to touch her. Nope, not at all. 

But the second day she decided to play nice. More like play fight. Then all was right with the world as long as Puppy avoided touching her when she wanted to sleep. 

Now they play A LOT! It's so much fun to watch. Our other dogs (who are currently waiting at the Rainbow Bridge) never played  together so it's a blast to watch these two roll over the floor growling and nipping and somehow managing not to hurt each other at all. 

Resting after play


The best thing is that we now work from home, so making sure Puppy is fed three times a day and let out to the potty is a breeze. The second time is (so far) much easier than the first. Poor Kraken. When we first got her, we were told she was seven months old and she'd been spayed two weeks prior to us adopting her. About a  month later we discovered (when her teeth started falling out) that she was really three months old when we adopted her. We worked outside of the home and she spent too much time alone, which led to a great deal of hyperactivity when we arrived home worn out from work. This time, we are home! Maybe I will be one of those people who will say puppies are really fun. Check back in several months and find out. :)

Until then, my latest urban fantasy, Demon Kissed, is for sale on Amazon, in case you haven't had a chance to read it (see how I snuck in a plug for my book? Pretty clever, eh? ha!).

Happy Reading! (or playing with puppies!)
Karilyn

September 20, 2016

Release Day for VEXED: The Haunting of Castle Keyvnor: "Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea" by Elizabeth Essex

Greetings and salutations to the Princesses! 

I hope you'll join me in celebrating the release day of VEXED: A Haunting of Castle Keyvnor, A Regency Romance Collection of twelve inter-related stories. My contribution to this brilliantly collaborative effort is the novella “Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea.

The collection consists of four volumes: VEXED, BEDEVILED, MYSTIFIED & SPELLBOUND, and each volume contains three meaty novellas all unified by a central theme: the protagonists have all gathered at Castle Keyvnor in the Cornish town of Bocka Morrow to hear the reading of the late Earl of Banfield’s will.

Now with twelve different authors, you can be assured that there are twelve unique voices telling the stories, but we worked hard to keep our plots interrelated, so that different characters interact with each other and exist in the same physical place—the haunted Castle Keyvnor.

My story doesn’t dwell on ghosts and haunting, but deals with the powerful magic of love, and its consequences. At the start of “Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea” my heroine, Nessa Teague has never believed in the power of magic. She’s never taken part in the charming but ancient local festivals. Until Captain Lord Harry Beck comes back to Bocka Morrow after years away in the Royal Navy, and she realizes that there is nothing she won’t do to have him for her own true love. Nothing. Not even magic.

Harry Beck has left the Royal Navy only to find himself shoaled upon the rocky coast of Cornwall, where smugglers haunt every cove and treachery fouls the waters. His best hope to find the traitor selling secrets to the French is to charm the vicar’s observant and intelligent daughter, Nessa Teague. 

But in a place where loyalty runs deeper than the deep blue sea, they’ll need more than charm to uncover the secret plot that threatens their country, and shakes their faith in the power and magic of true love.

Here’s an excerpt:

October 1811
At the Feast of Saint Allan in the tiny village of Bocka Morrow, it was said a girl could bewitch a man into loving her with one bite of a polished Allantide apple. Nessa Teague, being the daughter of the Rector of Saint David’s Church, and a quiet, dutiful sort of girl who never gave her parents a moment of worry, had never tried to bewitch anyone. Never picked or polished an Allantide apple. Never taken any part in the charming but heathen tradition. 
She had simply never believed in the power of enchantment.
But that was before her Harry had come back. After twelve long years, during which Nessa had pined and longed and never once forgotten even a single moment she had spent in his company, Captain Lord Harry Beck had come back to Bocka Morrow. 
And there was nothing, absolutely nothing, Nessa Teague might not do to have him.
“Gracious!” whispered her mother, drawing Nessa close to prevent her from greeting the slow-walking, tall man in weather-beaten blue. “What does a king’s officer think he’s doing in Bocka Morrow, walking about the village as bold as you please? He’s like to have his throat cut.”
“He’s not a Revenue man, Mama.” Nessa kept her voice low in the vain hope that her mother would do the same. “He’s Royal Navy, can’t you see? It’s Captain Beck. He’s come back.”
“Lord Henry Beck?” Her mother shaded her eyes to take a second look at the man making his slow way up the narrow village street. “I’d never have recognized him. He looks…”
Magnificent. Heroic. Hurt
“…far older than he ought. If, indeed, that is Lord Henry.” Mama dropped her hand along with her regard. “He’s nothing to his brothers, certainly. I saw the young Viscount Redgrave with the marquess, in his carriage on his way up to Caste Keyvnor. Fine figure of a young man.”
Aye. Nessa could not take her eyes from him, afraid he might disappear for another twelve years. Afraid she might blink and find he were nothing more than a shadow on the surface of the sea—another ardent, imagined daydream. “He’s been injured, Mama.”
“Viscount Redgrave?” 
“No. Captain Beck. In the Battle of Lissa, last spring.” Nessa had kept track of him as best she could from her backward, hidebound village on the frayed coast of Cornwall. “And again, in another action in which his 36-gun frigate, the Lively, took two French fifth rates of 40 guns.”
“Gracious, Nessa!” Mama tutted. “I don’t like this talk of ships and guns.” Her mother’s tone said what her words did not—that ships and guns were not a suitable topic of conversation for respectable young ladies. As if they did not live in Cornwall where the sea, its bounty, its opportunities, and, most importantly, its ships, were not of certain concern to all. “Wherever have you been hearing such tales?”
Nessa heard tales of Lord Harry everywhere—she only had to listen. The fisherfolk along the quay talked, the newspapers that came from Truro celebrated, and the publican at the Crown & Anchor gossiped. “He’s a hero.”
“Well, I suppose he ought to be, for his family’s sake, if nothing else, since he’s the Marquess of Halesworth’s spare.” Her mama turned the corner sharply, hauling Nessa along with her. “But he’s nothing to us anymore.” 
Nothing to Nessa, she meant. 
And Nessa could be nothing to him. Because she was nothing but a local rector’s middle daughter, who had been the unlucky age of thirteen years old when Lord Harry had left her father’s tutelage and gone off to the Royal Navy. She was just a nobody, who wasn’t supposed to gossip, wasn’t supposed to read the newspaper, and wasn’t supposed to pine after a man so far out of her reach as the Marquess of Halesworth’s spare for twelve long, lonely, unrequited years.

And she certainly wasn’t supposed to polish up an Allantide apple with the single-minded intention of enchanting Lord Harry Beck into discovering that she, Nessa Teague, was his one and only truest love.


What is the most outrageous thing (or things!) you've ever done to secure your one true love?
Wishing you all Happy Reading!!!! Cheers, EE

September 13, 2016

Michelle Miles: Who's ready for fall?


I don't know about you but Labor Day, for me, is the official end of summer. The kids are back in school, high school football is in full swing, the hockey season is on the horizon and cooler temps are on their way. All the stores have fall d├ęcor out and I LOVE IT. It's by far my favorite time of year.

It's also the time of year I lament I live in North Texas and it's still hot until like September 30. It's rare we get cooler temps around here until at least October. Or rain. Or the fall colors that I love so much in nature. We don't exactly have this:



But I don't let that stop me from pulling out all my decorations. I went crazy one year and made a bazillion craft pumpkins. I love going to Michael's to browse all the decorations. I swear this year I'm going to make a new grapevine wreath with one of those half craft pumpkins. But I haven't gotten around to it yet. I'm also busy creating Santa ornaments for Christmas.

Anyway... all this to say I am so ready for summer to go away. I probably blog about this every year, don't I? :)

What is your favorite season? What do you love most about it? I think you know what my answer is! :)

Michelle Miles writes fantasy and paranormal romance and enjoys being crafty when she's not writing. Find out more about her and her books at http://www.michellemmiles.net.

September 9, 2016

BSP: It's Launch Day!!! for Temporarily Insane #MFRWorg #Rssos #TWRP #RB4U

It’s Happy Launch Day!

I'm blushing and bursting with pride to announce my second book in my romantic comedy mystery series, Temporarily Insane, is now available.

Each work most of we authors write is our baby and today, mine is out in the big wide world. It's laugh out loud funny, packed with emotion, a frustrating relationship with a to-die for hero, and a wacky cast of family and friends.


Here's an excerpt:


September 6, 2016

Guest Princess: Nancy Haddock #CozyMystery #Crafting #PlottingPrincesses

We are thrilled to have Nancy Haddock as a guest Princess today on the blog!  


Nancy Haddock is the national bestselling author of the Silver Six Crafting Mysteries. Basket Case debuted in 2015. Book two in the series, Paint the Town Dead, is a Sept. 2016 release. Nancy draws on southern culture, and the plain quirkiness of places and people for her books.

 

Speed round: 

Favorite movie: What's Up, Doc?
Favorite book: Just one?  Okay, Kon-Tiki: Across the Pacific by Raft, author Thor Heyerdahl
Last book read: Murder in the Secret Garden by Ellery Adams
Favorite color: Aqua
Stilettos or flipflops: Flipflops
Coffee or tea: Both
Ebook or paperback: Both
Pencil or pen: Pen
Favorite song: “Surfin’ USA”
Steak or not: Chicken fried with country gravy!
Favorite dessert: Anything chocolate, coconut, or banana
Champagne or gin: Neither. I get hives!
Paranormal or Historical: Both
Ginger or Mary Ann: Mary Ann
Favorite TV show: NCIS
Hot or cold: Showers? Hot! Beverages? Both.
POV: First
I'd die if I don't have: Books!

September 1, 2016

Release Day: In the Tower of the Wizard King by Michelle Miles


IT'S RELEASE DAY!
I'm so excited to get this book out and in the hands of readers. It's available in print or eBook and coming soon to audio. Below is the blurb, an excerpt and buy links!

In the Age of Wizards, Time is a commodity more valuable than gold.

When Aoife (EE-fa) stumbles upon an antique trunk in the attic, it calls to her with an ancient magic. Inside she finds a stairway leading into darkness and cannot resist stepping onto that first stair. It leads her to dark truths her mother never wanted her to uncover and love so powerful she walks through time to save it.

Her magic is dormant.

When Aoife Burke rushes home after the unexpected death of her father, she discovers her mother has vanished amidst inexplicable circumstances. She returns to her childhood home to search for clues of her mother’s whereabouts but another shock awaits her. Sean O’Connell, the object of her girlhood crush, has purchased the family home. She senses Sean is hiding something from her, refuses to let her inside and does everything he can to keep her out. A determined Aoife breaks inside and stumbles upon an antique trunk in the attic. When she opens it, instead of the normal musty clothes and ancient letters, she finds a stairway leading into darkness. It calls to her and she cannot resist stepping into the trunk and onto that first stair where it leads her to magical truths her mother never wanted her to discover.

His magic is dangerous.

Sean O’Connell has been assigned by the Inter-dimensional Portal Protection Agency to keep Aoife and her mother out of Faery. But when she breaks into the house and disappears through the portal in the trunk—like her mother—he has no choice but to follow her, even though stepping into Faery will force him to face his past. Keeping her safe and out of the hands of the Wizard King also becomes a fight to save Aoife’s life from her own mother, who has discovered a time portal in Faery leading her back in time to alter her past mistakes, putting Aoife’s life in peril. Sean is willing to do anything to make sure she’s safe. Even if it means he has to tap into his dangerous magic to do it.

August 25, 2016

Emotions or What's Love Got To Do With It?

I love reality television and watch it because I enjoy seeing how normal people interact in front of a camera. Some people think it’s scripted - I don’t. But I do believe that all reality TV producers want people on there show that will create drama. I’m amazed at what people reveal about themselves in front of a camera. Just like in fictionyou can’t make this stuff up.

 An example - on Bachelor in Paradise - we have Ashley the cryer. (She promised that this season she would limit her crying to three times. She cried that much in the first hour over a man she loves, but he just wants to be friends. Move on Ashley!) We had Chad, who I can say went home the first night for reasons that are better left unsaid. On Couples Therapy… I see divorce in most of the couple's future. On Millionaire Matchmaker they had a man who had over three hundred plastic surgeries trying to make himself attractive. Scary!

So last week we were watching Millionaire Matchmaker. She had a woman on who didn’t show emotion. She had her own company and thought if she showed her emotions, then she appeared weak. Instead, she appeared cold. She refused to be vulnerable with anyone. 

Which got me to thinking. Why as women are we perceived to be weak when we show our emotions? Being vulnerable is not a sign of weakness. We’re human.