Review: Blood Torn (Blackthorn, Book 3) by Lindsay J. Pryor

blood tornReviewed by Sharon S.

‘Vampires might bite, honey, but lycans tear.’

Jask Tao, lycan leader, rules his pack with absolute dedication and demands the same loyalty in return. In the world of Blackthorn, where respect is a rare commodity, Jask has earned his – few dare to cross him, and fewer survive to tell the tale.

When he captures Sophia, a rare serryn witch – whose blood is lethal to vampires – Jask knows just how valuable she can be. Despite her fiery nature, he also can’t shake the feelings that she rouses in him – feelings that he thought died along with Ellen, his mate.

Sophia knows she has to escape from Jask’s lycan compound – and fast. Inheriting her sister’s serryn powers can only mean one thing – that her family is at risk. She’ll have to get past the dangerously attractive Jask first but, scarred by memories of her mother’s murder, Sophia won’t ever give up.

Sparks fly between Jask and Sophia but, as both her family and the pack come under threat, they might just need each other if they, and their loved ones, are going to stay alive…

In this thrillingly sensual novel, Lindsay J. Pryor returns to the shadowy dystopian world of Blackthorn, where tensions are rising, the risks are high, and the most powerful loves are formed in the face of great danger.

This is the third book in the sexy action filled series Blackthorn. I am surprised I hadn’t heard of it since it has every thing I love. It is one of those fun series that blends the world building and grittiness of urban fantasy with the sexy love story found in paranormal romances. Even though this is book three I was able to understand and enjoy Jask and Sophia’s love story, but I felt a little lost with the series arc. Only because there were so many other characters involved from the first two books. I will be checking out the other books so I can find out what happened with those couples.

I am pretty hard to impress in the paranormal romance department. I need some meat to my story (heehee, that kind too) and strong over bearing personalities. Blood Torn contained my two favorite romance tropes, forbidden love and enemy to lovers. Jask is a tortured werewolf alpha in the best possible way (swoon). The mythos Pryor created for the werewolves in her world is full of danger and heartbreak. Turning isn’t something they want to do and this fact is being used against them. Sophia is a witch, but still human, and has a destiny forced on her that she didn’t know about. They are both alphas and broken on the inside. I loved watching them one up each other even cutting off their noses to spite their faces. Even though I couldn’t get enough of them, the author went over the top occasionally.

It is the dark world Pryor created that really draws me to the series as a whole. You could even call it a dystopian. Vampires decided to make their presence known to humans 80 years prior and they brought the werewolves with them against their will. The “others” have been segregated into an inner city by a scared human race. How close to the inner city a human lives in dependent on their money and social status. The elite living gated off in the suburbs.

Definitely a series I will be following and one urban fantasy fans and paranormal fans can enjoy.

Rating: ★★★★½

Buy: Blood Torn (Blackthorn)

Handfasting

By the Fates FoughtGuest Blog by Patricia Eddy, author of By the Fates, Fought

I love weddings. But in a magical world, you can’t always have an actual wedding. In my series, By the Fates, Raven and Ealasaid are destined to love each other forever. They say the sacred words of binding in By the Fates, Freed and from that moment, their souls are one.

I love the idea of destined love and a love that lasts throughout the afterlife, but we are creatures of tradition and so after I finished By the Fates, Freed, I realized there was something still missing between Raven and Ealasaid-a public and visible commitment between the two characters.

Hence, handfasting. It’s an old custom, dating back centuries. The term comes from the custom of tying the man and woman’s hands together at the wrists. In many instances, the binding only lasted as long as the ceremony, but in others, it lasted until the now-husband-and-wife actually physically consummated their relationship.

There are many different handfasting rituals. Some actually require the binding of both hands, others just one. Most have an officiant, though the couple recites their own vows to one another. One of the reasons for the rise in popularity of handfasting after the 1950’s was that anyone could technically be handfasted-even those for whom traditional marriage was illegal (same sex couples for example). It is a symbol of commitment that is often incorporated into a wide variety of civil marriages even today.

In By the Fates, Fought, Raven and Ealasaid perform a public handfasting. In their world, the words of mating are only for each other. They are said in private, usually in an intimate moment, and have no witnesses. Though only those words are required to complete the mating, the public ceremony gives family and friends the opportunity to witness the couple’s love.

When creating the ceremony in By the Fates, Fought, I researched a variety of Wiccan and Pagan handfasting ceremonies. Most reference the points of the compass or the elements of the earth as both factor strongly in Wiccan and Pagan customs. A handfasting can be more than a promise, it can be a deep and personal commitment between two people.

I hope you enjoy the handfasting ceremony from By the Fates, Fought.

Raven offered me his hand and led me inside the circle. We stood at the center. The couples formed three points of the compass with Faolan taking up the fourth. Moire and Ian spoke first, their voices combining in unison. “We ask the Fates to bless this union with the gifts from the four corners of the world. We represent the gifts of the northa firm foundation on which to build, a hope for a fertile mind and body, and a stable home where you may always return to each other’s arms.”

Marcas and Una spoke next. “We represent the gifts of the souththe comfort of a loving home, the heat of the heart’s passion, and light in the darkest of times.”

Seònaid and Ami stepped forward. “We represent the gifts of the westa commitment as deep and a passion as allencompassing as the sea.”

Faolan’s raspy voice completed the ritual. “I give you the gifts of the eastthe union of the heart, mind, and body, fresh beginnings with the rising of each sun.”

The air around us stirred. I swept my gaze over the deep purple sky to where it touched the expansive sea. The water lapped softly at the sand. I inhaled deeply. The salty air filled my lungs. I had never felt so freeso very loved and safe.

Ami stepped forward with a braided piece of silk. “Ealasaid, take Raven’s left hand in yours.” She laid her hand on ours, cool against our warmth. Her eyes met mine. “May I bind your hands?”

I nodded. As she tied a loose knot at our wrists, a sudden memory threatened me, but one look into Raven’s eyes and it vanished.

“Your hands are now joined, in front of your family, as witnessed by the Fates. Hold each other, caress each other, support each other, love each other. Your lives, your hearts, and your souls are joined in this life and the next. By the Fates and by the laws of this land may this be done.” Ami unwound the silk and handed it to Seònaid. “There is only one thing left to do.”

I looked over at her. What else could there be?

Raven dipped his hand into his pocket and brought forth two silver rings, one large and one small. “A symbol. Like our sigils. I had them made for us.”

He took the smaller ring and slid it onto my finger. It was warm. The engravings appeared to come alive for a brief second, glinting in the light of the surrounding lanterns. Raven extended his hand, offering me his ring. I had a sudden flash of memory: Raven offering me a grape the first morning I’d been free. Tears pricked at my eyes. With trembling fingers, I held his ring. My magic pulsed, heating the silver. What is happening? As the ring slid over Raven’s finger, I awakened my sight. Emerald wisps of air were flowing from my hand to his. His aura took on the slightest green tinge. It was almost like a halo around his body. The ring had a stronger aura, one all its own. Was there magic in the metal? I looked down at my hand. My ring had no such aura. When I looked back at his ring, the aura was gone.

“Ealasaid.” He brought me back with the gentle word. “The Fates smiled upon me the day they led me to you. They have blessed me every day since. I have seen you discover your magic, your voice, your strength, and even your very name. Each day with you is a gift-one I treasure.”

I cupped his cheek. “It is I who am blessed. I had nothing. You gave me the strength to discover who I was. It is because of you that I have a family. There is nothing more precious to me than this.”

For several long moments, all was silent. We were locked in a gentle embrace. Raven’s eyes shone with unshed tears. He dipped his head. His lips were soft, warm, and tasted of home. He was my home.

Buy: By the Fates, Fought

Review: Shadow of Night (All Souls Trilogy, Book 2) by Deborah Harkness

Shadow of Night by Deborah HarknessReviewed by Sharon S.

I had heard wonderful things about A Discovery of Witches so when I got an opportunity to review the sequel Shadow of Night I thought, perfect! Unfortunately this is a series that needs to be read in order. Harkness did a great job of catching the reader up on her world building, except for what Daemon are. I still don’t know anything about them and considering one of the main characters in this book, Kit Marlow, is one I would think Harkness would have mentioned more about them. What you don’t get by skipping the first book is the emotional connection to the main couple Diana and Matthew. I can tell it was a passionate and emotionally volatile romance, but without it I wasn’t able to fully appreciate Shadow of Night. I love first person POV, but I found Diana a bit sterile and boring in her account of events. The subject matter is fabulous and I recognize and respect what Harness has accomplished with this book and the series as a whole, but I just didn’t like Diana.

Now, Matthew is whole other story. I love a complex and emotionally damaged paranormal Alpha male. Matthew is a 1500 year old vampire and in this book he must face the past he has never really been able to let go of. He is the perfect blend of powerful, sexy and scary. It is because we only see him through Diana’s eyes that make him so mysterious and absolutely delicious! I plan on reading the first book just to experience more Matthew. Another character I connected too was Matthew’s father Philippe, and watching these two interact was heartbreaking and touching.

I don’t know about A Discovery of Witches, but Shadow of Night is more like a historical, which isn’t my favorite genre. I got tired of Diana’s constant commentary on her surroundings and the ways of Elizabethan period. I do appreciate the effort it took Harkness to weave factual history and her made up world into one story.

I honestly don’t think I can rate this book in a fair manner. If you have read the first one and loved it, then you are going to go nuts over this one. There are tons of surprises that I am sure you won’t see coming (isn’t that mean <G>, but I can’t spoil). If you haven’t read the first book yet, then do so before picking this one up. And lift some weights, because this book is almost 600 pages long! I am going to give the book 3.5 stars when read as a stand-alone.

Rating: ★★★½☆ (as a stand alone novel)

Buy: Shadow of Night: A Novel (All Souls Trilogy)

Review: For the Love of a Goblin Warrior (Shadowlands, Book 3) by Shona Husk

For the Love of a Goblin WarriorI loved the first two books in this series. Hush has an amazing ability to weave a mesmerizing story with a magical dark fairytale feel to it. And she achieves that again in For the Love of a Goblin. This book can be read as a stand-alone, but I recommend reading the first two because compared to the first two books this one doesn’t quite measure up. It is good, but the pacing of the story is a little awkward.

Meryn was the first of Roan’s men to go goblin and spent 2000 years as one. When the curse was broken and Dia pulled him from the Shadowlands he was about as broken as a man could be. And like all fairytales, his fate is entwined with another. Nadine’s world fell apart when her mother was murdered 20 years ago and her father was convicted. She was witness to the crime but can’t remember what she saw and hasn’t communicated with her dad at all. Her father is now out on parole. Meryn and Nadine are both wanting to move on with their lives, but not sure how too. Their emotional wounds are deep and dark.

Husk spends most the book slowly developing their relationship and there is a big build up to their first kiss and love making, which is totally worth it. There is a lot of time spent on them working through their individual issues such as Nadine and her father and what really happened the night her mother disappeared and Meryn coming to terms with why he turned goblin and having to face his king and adjusting to his new life. While I liked the characters I think too much time was spent on this aspect of the book.

The big reveal when Nadine finds out about Meryn’s past life and how she reacts is dealt with in the last four chapters. It all happened way too fast compared to the pace of the rest of the story. Sort of a let down from a writing perspective for me.

Not every book in a series can be a homerun to a reader and this one is more like a double with a RBI for me. I will keep reading this series because I love the beautiful and dark fairytale Husk has created.

Rating: ★★★½☆

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Review: Iced by Karen Marie Moning

Iced by Karen Marie MoningReviewed by Sharon S.

I was a little apprehensive about reading this story. I loved (in an unnatural way) the Fever series, but I never really cared for the character Dani and the thought of a trilogy about her wasn’t appealing. I knew I would read it because I love Moning’s emotional first person POV writing style and the Fever world and all its characters. You don’t have to read the Fever series to enjoy this book. Moning does a good job of giving the reader any extra information needed, but you are totally missing out on one of the best series out there if you don’t.

I love that we experience things through many different characters POVs. Dani’s POV got on my nerves in the beginning. In part, because Moning was very repetitive with Dani’s thoughts. I don’t know if this was on purpose since Dani is such a chaotic character or if Moning just went overboard. By the end of the book I found Dani to be tolerable. Her growth over the trilogy is a what this story is about so I think I will eventually I will like her. Most of the book is from her POV and we learn some interesting information about her past. She is only 14 at this point and she would act mature beyond her years one moment and then like a teenager the next. It was interesting to watch her and the other characters struggle with this.

Mac and Barrons are mentioned though out the book, but we never have any interaction with them until the very end. Based on the ending of ICED we will see more of them in book two. There are three possible love interests for Dani at this point! I know, right?

Dancer is Dani’s post-apocolyptic buddy. He is a human and a genius. He obviously has feelings for Dani, but she is just too focused on herself to notice. He is just a little too perfect though. Like all the characters, he isn’t all that he seems and I can’t wait to find out.

Ryodan is one of Barrons’ men and he has been watching Dani since she was 9 when he found out about what she calls her “superpowers”. They are very much like Ryodans. He is sort of “the law” in Dublin now that the walls have fallen. He is like Barrons, but he wants to have power and is willing to do anything to achieve it. We don’t know why yet, or how Dani figures into his plans, but he sees something in her and is waiting for it. You really can’t tell his interest is romantic or just power driven yet. Moning is definitely setting up a love hate relationship between them.

Then there is Christian. I think he is the most complex and interesting character. You have to read the Fever series to understand what happened to him, but he is turning into the fourth Unseelie Prince. It is heart breaking to watch him struggle to hold onto his human side. Moning is creating a lot of sympathy for him even though his Unseelie side is very dark and twisted. He also sees something in Dani he calls a “light” and he is in love with her and plans to make her his Unseelie princess.

There are many character threads and they are all just starting to be woven together. I am very excited to find out what Moning has in store for us. I don’t know how she will get us there, but it will be on hell of an emotional rollercoaster ride!

Rating: ★★★★★

Buy: Iced: A Dani O’Malley Novel (Fever Series)

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Review: Charming Blue (Fates, Book 8) by Kristine Grayson

charming blueHeroine: Jodi is a light skinned black woman and is very old (bless those witchy genes!), though she doesn’t look it. She calls herself a fixer. It is what she excels at and she combines it with helping other magical beings to realize their Hollywood dreams. Jodi works as a talent agent and helps book clients into fantasy and paranormal movies and television shows. We open with Tank (a mouthy fairy) who asks Jodi to help her friend Blue.

Hero: Somebody is going around scaring women ala Bluebeard-style by appearing in their rooms and threatening them. Bluebeard does have a reputation of being a woman killer (supposedly committing 15 murders), but is there any truth to that? Most are too scared to get to know Blue, and those that aren’t are repelled by his drunkenness. Good thing we meet him in a rehab center!

Review: Entertaining and enjoyable. I could have used less of Tank. Loved that Blue is a virgin hero, but wish he had been more guts. Jodi was fine, but tended to use magic when things got too tough. The romance was slow going, while the mystery was not.

Rating: ★★★☆☆

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Review: Lord of Fire and Ice by Connie Mason with Mia Marlowe

LordFireIceCVRReviewed by Sharon S.

After reading the blurb I thought that despite the old school romance cover, it would be a paranormal romance I would enjoy. Who wouldn’t like a Viking Warrior that can wield fire magic? What I got was a quasi-historical romance with very little paranormal-ness. The hero Brendr, who is very sexy, hides his ability to control fire for pretty much the whole book. There are only a handful of pages where he uses magic. There isn’t even an explanation for why or how he could use fire. The authors took the easy way out and said Brendr had no idea how or why he could use fire, he just could. Maybe it is the urban fantasy fan in me, but I need some explanation if I am going to buy into the story. Brandr is too good to be true and with little depth. His only conflict is not feeling like his father loves him.

I also had a problem with the ‘historical’ aspect of the story. One thing I need is characters to act like they are from that time period. Our heroine Katla was an independent woman, running her dead husband’s farm. We are reminded constantly of her strong but cold personality, but her three brothers are able to make her remarry so they can get her dowry.

This is a very cookie cutter book. The romance and plot are very formula and predictable. I didn’t feel connected to the couple or interested in their constant back and forth “I must resist, but I want to give in, but I must resist…etc…” And for every great line like this one:

“She wept in silence. She couldn’t keen and wail. She was too empty to do anything but let her soul seep from her eyes.”

There would be a line like this:

“In that vulnerable position, her sex would be exposed in a yawning pink crevice.”

*headdesk*

Definitely not the book for me, but lots of people love it, so check out other reviews before buying.

Rating: ★★☆☆☆

Lord of Fire and Ice

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A Phoenix Named Merlin

Guest Blog by Judi Fennell, author of Magic Gone Wild

Good morning folks! Merlin Pendragon here, and before you go all “You’re totally kidding me, right?” on me, yes, that is my name. And, no, I’m not a merlin. I’m a phoenix. You know what a phoenix is, right? We’re those “supposed” mythological birds who can live for thousands of years, then go poof! in a burst of flames and rise from the ashes. Full props to Ms. J.K. Rowling and Dumbledore for bringing us to your social consciousness these days with Falkes. Great bird, that Falkes. A bit crusty at times, but he’s done us proud. (And you thought he was all CG’d for the movie, now, didn’t you?)

As to my name, I’ll give you the same answer I gave Zane Harrison, the hero in Magic Gone Wild, our author Judi Fennell’s latest release. That explanation is this: Where do you think your kind GOT the idea for Camelot and Arthur and all that stuff?

Bingo! Yahtzee! Moi. Yes, I have been around that long. And there really was a guy named Merlin. He was named after me. Ditto with the Pendragons. It’s an old respected name in the phoenix world. My great-great-great grandfather (which would have had him being around during the dinosaur age – and you thought pterodactyls were just flying reptiles! Ah, the things I could tell you to set your history straight…) was the first of the Order of Pyre, an ancient society charged with the seeing to the good of the human population. The current overcrowded state of the planet attests to how well those early phoenixes did their job until you all were able to catch up and keep yourselves around, but I’m not one to make social commentary.

Too much.

Anyhoo, where was I? Oh, yes, the Pendragons. When Arthur’s forefathers were looking for a fine, upstanding name to call themselves, well, yeah, they borrowed it from us. Now, my ancestors obviously weren’t too upset since imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but if they’d known then what they know now and had realized the license and merchandising implications, I’m not so sure ol’ Arthur might not have ended up as a Smith or Jones. Would’t have had quite the same ring to it.

So, I’m Merlin. I’ve got Vana’s back. Who’s Vana, you ask? Silly people. Vana’s the heroine of Magic Gone Wild and the woman Zane is damn lucky to end up with. ‘Cause he almost didn’t, the stupid fool. I swear, sometimes you mortals are just so literal. And disbelieving. I seriously don’t get how you can believe in things you can’t see like God and Heaven, but completely ignore the existence of magic when it’s happening right in front of you.

Zane put up quite a fuss in the believing part until the two broken legs Vana gave him (accidentally, of course. Poor Vana, everything is accidental with her) made a believer out of him.

The gargoyles playing hide-n-seek on the front yard, and the wrap-around porch that could have been an amusement park ride as it rotated around Zane’s house might have clued him in to the whole magic thing, too.

Or maybe it was Vana hanging upside down by her curly-toed slippers, or the time Zane ended up in her bottle in a snowstorm, or… well, you’ll have to read the book to see all the stuff that finally does prove to him that magic exists.

Though the fact that he and Vana fall madly in love and live happily ever after could be all the proof he needs because what is love but something magical that happens between two people? (or three, or four, depending on your proclivities…)

So where do I come in to play in all of this? Well, it’s like this. Vana, she’s a bit of a mess. In a totally adorable, good-hearted way. She made a bad decision when she was a teenager, deciding to ditch her genie training and checking out bottles before her time, and, well, she might have accidentally ended up in one before she was ready. Then someone opened it an poof! There she was in The Service without full control of her magic.

But she tried. She even went so far as to start reading the Djinnoire, a book of magic and history, and other important info for the djinn to know that had been compiled by her her twin, DeeDee.

And yes, Van might have been more than a little intimidated and down on herself to have to study a book her twin sister had written especially since school and achievements have always come easy to DeeDee. But Vana always has to make that extra effort.

It’s that extra effort that caused all the trouble in the first place. So, The Power That Is (AKA The High Master) decided Vana needs a little help and sends me in to run interference. (And since Zane is a professional football player, I’m totally into the irony of that!) I’m there to make sure that the path of true love runs smoothly–though, of course, it doesn’t. Honestly, sometimes you humans make it so much more difficult than it needs to be. He’s attracted to her; she’s attracted to him, toss in the same life goals and it should be a piece of cake. (Preferably chocolate. But it never turns out that way. Not without a whole lot of angst and a couple of wayward gargoyles and a hurt feeling or two because love does make you people vulnerable, and, well, trust me. It’s not all smooth sailing.

ESPECIALLY when the Fates get involved. Phew! If you knew Clotho like I know Clotho (and Atropos and Lachesis), you’d understand.

So get to know the Sisters. Get to know Vana and Zane. Heck, get to know me, in Magic Gone Wild. I can guarantee you’re in for one WILD ride!

Here’s a sneak peek:

“Vana, you’re never going to believe what happened!” Merlin, the phoenix who’d been keeping her company throughout the past centuries, poofed onto the mirror with his usual burst of sparkly orange fire, though this time he’d paired it with fuchsia feathers, his colors as changeable as his moods. “There’s a Harrison back in town.”

Merlin did obvious in so many aspects of his life.

“Yes, Merlin, I know.” She let go of Zane’s arms (reluctantly) and held out her hand as Merlin’s perch. “Master, allow me to introduce you to Merlin Pendragon. Merlin, Zane Harrison.”

“A talking bird?” Zane’s mouth fell open. “You’re kidding, right? And Merlin?I thought merlins were smaller, and as for Pendragon… Delusions of grandeur much?”

“Where do you think your kind got the story?” Merlin fluffed his breast feathers and a shower of pink sequins fell like peri dust onto her arm. “And no, I’m not a merlin, though I must say, I do appreciate the honor of having a species named after me. I’m a phoenix, you know. And not just any phoenix, mind you. I’m the First Lieutenant of the Third Order of Pyre. Pretty spiffy stuff, if I do say so myself.

“You should be thanking your lucky stars—which are Vega and Rigel, by the way—that you’re meeting me. Do you know how many mortals go their entire lives without seeing a phoenix?” He struck a pose, one orange and red-striped leg stretched out beneath an open wing. “So, Mr. Negativity, are you sufficiently impressed?”

Zane looked anything but impressed. Disbelieving, stunned, maybe even a touch angry… And, with his gaze on the ceiling, praying.

Great. She did not need him invoking the gods. One word from Saraswati to the High Master and it’d all be over. She’d be whisked right back to Al-Jannah, the djinn capital city, to be reprimanded for all her transgressions (of which there were plenty) and possibly stripped of her status.

And that could not happen because not only would she be a failure in the (overly critical) eyes of her parents, as well as a joke in the djinn world, but she’d let Peter and the children down. And none of them deserved that. The children had been so innocent in their transformation and Peter had been so kind to her, believing in her when no one else had.

“Uh, what’s the matter, big guy?” asked Merlin. “Cat got your tongue?” He nodded Zane’s way and said behind his raised wing to her, “Why is it so hard for mortals to believe in us? They’re all for aliens and loch monsters and conspiracy theories, but show ’em a real, live talking bird and they dumb up.”

“I’m not ‘dumbing up,’” said Zane, shaking his head and glaring at Merlin.

Good. Vana always preferred mortals who accepted magic; it gave them a starting point for conversation instead of the mortal merely staring at her as if she had a big wart on her chin like some witches she knew.

She’d have to hold off mentioning the children, though. Merlin was enough of a surprise for now. She’d release them when Zane wasn’t around. Children could be quite exuberant, especially when they’d been tucked away nice and safe and Invisible in the armoire in the attic for a hundred years. When she’d caught them dancing in Peter’s study during that last party, where anyone could have found them, she’d magicked the children to the attic, planning to let them out once the party was over. Only, the bear had shown up and, well…

“Merlin and I have known each other for about five hundred years,” she said to get her mind off that fiasco. “He kept me company while I was hanging out in my bottle.”

“Actually, Van, it’s 567,” said Merlin, tossing back the moussed-up pompadour on his forehead that was starting to droop in the late-afternoon humidity. “Remember the years in Rio?”

Merlin had inspired the themes for Carnival when they’d been there.

“Wait. Hold on.” Zane held out his hands. “How much am I supposed to put up with today? A genie isn’t enough? Two broken legs don’t cut it? Time travel? No?” He raked his hands through his hair. “Now I have to buy into a talking myth named after a myth?”

“And what, exactly, would you call Vana, then, oh Great Bestower of Nicknames?” Merlin propped his bent wings on his flanks.

Vana shushed him. The bird never could tell when mortals were on overload. When he got like that, all he had to do was burst into flame and rebuild himself, but no other creature on earth (or off it, for that matter) had that same stress reliever. Sometimes Merlin, who was almost as narcissistic as Narcissus, forgot that.

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MAGIC GONE WILD BY JUDI FENNELL – IN STORES AUGUST 2012

Every Time She Uses Magic Something Goes Terribly Wrong…

Vana wishes she hadn’t dropped out of genie training. Now she’s determined to get a grip on both her genie magic and her life. But the harder she tries to fix things for her intriguing new master, the more she drives him crazy…

Except There’s Nothing Ever Wrong About Him…

Pro–football player Zane Harrison finally has control of the family estate and is determined to put to rest his grandfather’s eccentric reputation. Until he discovers that behind all the rumors is a real, live genie who stirs feelings in him he’s never known before. The more Zane tries to help Vana harness her powers, the more her madcap magic entangles his heart…

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Judi Fennell is the award-winning author of six light paranormal romances, including a trilogy of Mermen-inspired love stories, and three genie-inspired romances. Wild Blue Under won the PRISM Award for Best Light Paranormal from the Paranormal Chapter of Romance Writers of America. A former corporate meeting and convention planner, Judi now writes full time around the hectic schedules of her husband and teenagers. She lives in suburban Philadelphia, PA. For more information, please visit http://www.judifennell.com.

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