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I like to sleep in a bit on Saturdays if I can, so this is a bit later! I have to work from 10-7 at our AMVETS spaghetti feed today, so lazed until I had to get up to get ready.

I finally have Stealing Hope going up at other distributors! Available this week for preorder, it goes live this Saturday-for my birthday!

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Stealing Hope

The apocalypse has come and gone. 
Those who survived learned to adapt. 
Dragons awaken to once again reign over the skies.

Upon eruption of a volcano, Ari awakens to a changed world, and a knowing that his dragon's mate is near. He saves her twice—once as a dragon, and again as a man—and wins her confidence.

Hope cried out, moaning, “just change me with pleasure?”

Hope is restless and unfulfilled until she meets Ari, the man of her fantasies. The sensual tension between them heightens with every touch. When their passion explodes, Hope gets pulled into the dragon's mating ritual...and into a world of erotic sensation she never dreamed existed but now cannot live without. The dragon binds his mate to him with a ritual that shows Hope her true nature in this humorous erotic romance.

 

Excerpt:

CHAPTER ONE

Ari stirred, sniffing the air. It was different again, cleaner. He wondered how many years had passed since his last awakening. He set his head back on his hatch mate’s back. Raising his head up again, Ari glanced around, his golden eyes whirling with color. He no longer had a desire to sleep.

Ari stood, sniffing and stretching. Looking around, he noticed some of his hatch mates also rising.

“It smells different.” Juevatorj rumbled. Her eyes were whirling, sparkling in the darkness of the cave. “It is clean.”

Ari sniffed the air again and rumbled in agreement. Crag stretched his wingspan to full-length. All around wings were stretched and tested. Air moved quickly with a half a dozen of them waking up to the world again.

“Not everyone is waking up.” Ari peered at the ones still curled up together. They blinked at those of them moving around and closed their eyes, not yet interested in the outside world.

Juevatorj bumped heads with Ari. “That’s okay.”

“Yes, that is okay.” A deeper baritone wound through the cave. All of those awake turned their heads toward the sound. “Come my little ones. I will explain.”

Ari, Juevatorj, Crag, Belisa, Hark and Rog lumbered off after the sound of the voice coming from a tunnel that wandered through the cave. At one point they had to swim through the lava. Warmth wrapped around them and they played until they were sharply called to follow. The second voice was a lighter tenor, firm and insistent; one they knew better than to disobey. At once, they ceased their games and continued the circuitous path, sniffing at the gold and silver, and collecting bits of colored gems they dug out of the walls.

Ari was the first to stumble out. Rearing back, he was shoved from behind, pushed into the light. His eyes whirled in the too-bright sun. He rolled forward, his momentum stopped by a rock. He and his hatch mates chirped in distress, the sudden light harsh against eyes that had spent centuries in darkness, relieved only by the glow of lava.

They all came to rest outside. Deep trilling came from their throats. Their sire and dam hummed at their less than graceful exit.

“Juevatorj, come out of the cave.” Their sire spoke and Juevatorj crept out, belly against the ground and head tucked low. “Do not be afraid.”  They had learned to trust that voice since before even hatching.

“Use your first lids, protect your eyes.” Their dam spoke.

Ari and his siblings rumbled happily. Her voice was one of their first memories in the egg. Their sire and dam spoke often to them, comforting them in the shell. Letting them know how wonderful they were, how beautiful and strong. They greeted them upon each awakening.

Ari blinked and opened his eyes again.  He discovered that the light was now diffused. He trilled in triumph, arching back and spreading his wings in joy.

His siblings learned to control the brightness, too. They bugled forth their joy. So much had been forgotten during their hibernation that they would have to relearn.

“Very good, my little ones.” His sire had a look of contentment on his face. “We can once again join in the world. We have been sleeping a very long time.”

“It is time to explore your new world.” His dam joined in. “We have watched over you while you’ve grown, and kept an eye on the world.”

“We can safely let you go. You need to explore. You need to learn the world around you again.” His sire nodded while he spoke. “The world has been purified. But there are rules you need to follow. You cannot be caught. It would endanger us all. If you want to see the humans, to meet them, you need to make sure you change first. We do not know if man has changed enough to accept us. You are the first group that has awakened. Remember to take supplies you might need to blend in.”

Ari and his siblings looked at each other and nodded. On occasion, he and Crag had snuck out and gone closer to the surface, curious. But in the past few centuries nothing had called to them, nothing more exciting than the lure of gold to add to their stashes, or digging raw gems from the earth. Now Ari’s senses tugged with an insistent pull towards the north.

Crag snuck similar peeks in that direction. They would explore together once more, like they had done as hatchlings.

“You all feel a pull.” They nodded at their dam’s words. “This happens when your mate is born. Follow the direction to where your heart pulls you. They might have years to go to be ready for you, so acquaint yourselves with the world around you.” She proudly gazed at them.

“Be cautious. Be careful. Your mates will need you to be strong and brave in this world. You must fit in to survive.” They nodded, taking his words to heart. Their sire cast a look, the look in Ari and Crag’s direction. “You two. Behave.”

Their dam shook her head, amused exasperation in her eyes.

Ari and Crag’s eyes whirled in amusement.

“Now, you need to explore. Fly over the area, look around. Have a meal, but avoid any humans you see.” Their dam instructed them.

“You do not need to change today. Feed and build your strength and stamina up. Your change will be strong and easy when you are in peak condition.”

“Sire, will they be dragons? Our mates?” Juevatorj asked.

He shrugged. “Maybe. It matters not. Once you mate, they will be.”

Juevatorj ducked her head. Belisa came and wound her neck with Juevatorj.

Crag came up and butted Ari in the head. Common playmates, Crag and Ari had been in plenty of mischief together. Hark and Rog would occasionally join in and the four of them had been kicked out of many places when they were just hatchings due to their rambunctious behavior.

Of all the siblings in the nest, the six of them were the closest. They had been the first half dozen to hatch by days, dragon nests sometimes taking a month to hatch them all. The first week together had bonded them. Though the girls were sometimes easy prey to prank, when they got mad, the boys ran for cover to their dam’s amusement. And so it had gone for years.

Some awakenings, they had explored the outside world but it had been many years. They were not proficient at changing, but well enough if they did it in private. None of them wanted to change in front of the humans. Chances were they would be killed if that happened. Those were the old stories and no one wanted to be the first to test it.

“Come on, Ari.” Crag nodded to the north. “Let’s go take a look around.”

Ari peered at the others. His sire and dam were sitting, tails entwined and watching over them all. Rog and Hark were conferring in whispers to the side.

“All right.” Ari nodded at Crag. “Rog, Hark, did you want to come with?” They looked over at them, faces alight with mischief.

“No.” They both shook their heads. “We are going to explore this side of the mountain.”

Belisa cocked her head at them. She didn’t look like she believed them either. Shrugging it off, knowing they would do what they would do, Ari turned to Crag. With a grin and a run, Ari dove off the mountain, wings spreading to catch the air and cushion his flight. With a roar, Crag followed behind.

They leisurely viewed the world around them. Flying, diving and circling each other and remembering the joy of their many flights, Ari and Crag conversed.

“What do you think they are up to?” Crag circled, diving lower to check out the ground below.

“Who knows?” Ari flew lower. “Look.” He grinned at Crag. “Ready for a meal?”

They flew down, diving in a steep arc. Below were cattle, nice and plump, just the way they liked them. Before they could catch them, Rog and Hark dove out of nowhere, landing on their backs, tumbling the four of them to the ground. The cattle ran for cover, scattering far and wide. The huffs and snickers from Rog and Hark proved that they were amused at getting the drop on Crag and Ari.

Crag stood, flinging Hark from his back, to the further amusement of Rog. He laughed so hard he rolled from Ari’s back without Ari even trying to dislodge him. Ari shook his head.

“I knew you two were up to something. Have you nothing better to do?” Crag sounded disgusted. Rog and Hark grinned and shook their heads.

“No.”

Crag rumbled in aggravation at Hark’s response.

“I thought you were checking out the side of the mountain.” Crag griped. “Why are you bothering us?”

Rog laughed.

“Didn’t think we needed a reason to.” Rog laughed at Crag. “Come on, you knew something was up. We saw the way you looked at us.”

Crag growled.

“Um, I’m hungry and the way the cattle ran when we fell,” Ari eyeballed Rog and Hark, “We’ll have to work for a meal now.” From the snickers Ari knew they didn’t care. He thought it was kind of funny himself. Crag was just upset because he didn’t like anyone getting the jump on him.

Rog and Hark laughed and jumped up, pumping their wings to fly away. “Don’t worry, we’re not hungry. We snagged some goats on our way down.”

Crag was grumbling and Ari didn’t feel like spending the day with his attitude.

“Crag, mellow out or I’ll leave your cranky tail behind.” He jumped up and with a mighty pump, caught air under his wings and glided after a few of the cattle that had settled down. “Come on, let’s eat and explore.”

“Wait for me.” Crag leaped into the air, his wings gave a mighty swoosh and he followed on Ari’s tail.

Ari flew higher, the air currents assisting his glide. He circled the cattle, looking for a tasty specimen. Off to the edge, there were two cattle grazing on the side of the field. He looked back at Crag who nodded. Circling tightly, they dove sharply down, picking up the unsuspecting cattle in their claws and flying away to the mountain.

They circled and landed with their prey in a spot that they had visited often when younger. The trees were bigger, but the rocks, lake and soft ground were still comfortable and big enough for them to relax in comfort. They demolished the cattle and digested them.

Ari burped. A long, drawn-out, satisfied affair.

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Dragons' Mate

They had been searching for their mate, but when they find her she is traumatized and scared to be around strange men. They must get her to accept them before they reveal their true natures. 

Will their love be strong enough to break down her barriers? 

Could she truly be destined to love two dragons?

Today Annie’s dragons will shift and fulfill her every desire, which means a fiery threesome—and true love.

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Hope you all have a fun and warm Valentine's Day!

At 1 degree outside I'm planning on staying in and staying warm!

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The apocalypse has come and gone.
Those who survived learned to adapt.
Dragons awaken to once again reign over the skies.

Upon eruption of a volcano, Ari awakens to a changed world, and a knowing that his dragon's mate is near. He saves her twice—once as a dragon, and again as a man—and wins her confidence.

Hope cried out, moaning, “just change me with pleasure?”

Hope is restless and unfulfilled until she meets Ari, the man of her fantasies. The sensual tension between them heightens with every touch. When their passion explodes, Hope gets pulled into the dragon's mating ritual...and into a world of erotic sensation she never dreamed existed but now cannot live without. The dragon binds his mate to him with a ritual that shows Hope her true nature in this humorous erotic romance.

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What are they saying about it?

Deneale's Book Buzz
This book is very humorous and has a lot of very sensuous love scenes in it. As you read along, you can very well imagine and see a very fun and intriguing action filled book. This book will pull you in, to the point of wanting to follow along in Hope’s life further to see what could and would happen to her.

I’m not letting you go. 5 GOLD DRAGON SCALES
Thankfully Beverly gives us lots of story here! AND WOW! There IS a lot of DRAGONTASTIC story to hold me enraptured, let me tell you!! There is a LOT of humor, hot stuff, mates, annoying hatch-mates, family, sibling and dragon shenanigans.

Consuming the dragon heat.

You go from cold to molten lava, from laughing to trying to shred clothes. I loved the book? I want to recommend it to everyone.

Have you thanked a Veteran today?

Who do you know who has served? Give them a shout out here!

I love to write about military heroes.

Love Me Forever

Staff Sergeant Liam McGregor doesn’t know what hit him. Sent home to recuperate from an IED blast, Liam is stuck in a wheelchair and is sentenced to surgery and physical therapy before he can walk again.

A physical therapist, Abby Worth has loved Liam McGregor since she first noticed boys. It’s too bad he’s her brother’s best friend. She has always been firmly put in the baby sister zone no matter how hard she tried to catch his eye.

Liam sees Abby and when she goes home with him doesn’t know how he can keep his hands off of her. She’s now old enough to touch and the fire in his blood and the combination of pain killers make him lose control. Abby can’t help but take what she’s always wanted.

Together they have to overcome their fear of being left behind to grab what they have always wanted-each other.

Currently available on Amazon in ebook and print.

I have a paranormal erotic short that has an Army Veteran who finds a most unusual woman.

Lightning Strike

For generations Levi’s family had guarded a sacred glen in the mountains. Still far from man this isolated area was a favorite spot of his grandfather. Levi grew up listening to his tales and fell in love without ever having stepped foot there.

Now Levi’s family, led by his grandmother, wanted to sell the land. With only his grandfather and Levi against it, Levi has to prove to the rest of the family why they needed to continue their guardianship. Believing in his grandfather’s tales despite himself, Levi went armed with his camera and his well-known expertise behind the lens and headed out for proof.

Providing that proof and protecting the secrets of the glen from the world, Gaia needs to convince Levi to continue that protection. Daphnaie, the embodiment of his every dream, is sent to show him why, stealing his heart in the process to save her world.

Currently available on Amazon.

I'm in the process of completing a series that I'm planning on having out in the new year. The Santiago's.

A Saint's Salvation

(previously published but due to reader input, I'm adding the heroine's POV)

A Sailor's Delight

Her Hero in Camouflage

This is one way for me to honor those brave men and women that willingly place their lives on the line for my freedom.

To my fellow brothers and sisters in arms,

THANK YOU!

More Reviews ~ Roaring for Him ~ Ready to Were

 Lions and Tigers and Bears Oh my! And Wolves, don't forget the steaming hot wolves!, June 20, 2015

This review is from: Roaring for Him (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Wicked in Wilder Book 1) (Kindle Edition)

I love Celia Kyle's writing style. Tilly, her sisters, her best friend Emma and their interaction with the Wilder pack and Tilly's response to Mitchell the Wilder alpha. Hot and sizzling, I thoroughly enjoyed their interaction, Tilly's fierceness and Mitchell's kill anything that bother's Tilly attitude. Another winner by Celia.

I received the book free after once again begging to review it, lol.

 I enjoyed the book and had to buy the next one, June 20, 2015

Verified Purchase(What's this?)

This review is from: Ready to Were: Shift Happens Series Book One (Kindle Edition)

I laughed so hard. I enjoyed the book and had to buy the next one. Well, pre order darn it! Obviously good if I already ordered the next one. Robyn Peterman's writing is engaging and entertaining.

Viva Pann Vegas: The MisAdventures of Pann Haggerty

VIVA PANN VEGAS

TAGLINE

Getting plastered at a wedding is the sign a good time has been had, but not when it’s the bride!

BLURB

The fun and games continue as Pann Haggerty travels around America with her ‘average’ Joe on their way to Las Vegas.  This time, Joe thinks he’s the one in charge, and able to handle his beloved quirky English rose.  

Apparently not.  Surprises, secrets and wedding bells are in store.  Has Pann given Joe the answer to his big question? Read on in the second MisAdventure of Pann Haggerty.

Laugh at Pann’s antics, thrill to the romance, indulge in copious mugs of tea and try out the delicious recipes! Above all…enjoy.

EXCERPT ONE

“You know, Pann, this hand would look so much nicer with…”

“Don’t go down that route, Joe,” Pann scolded him. “I said I would give you an answer when I knew what it was. Why, are you feeling insecure, Joe?”

The waitress came back, pouring Joe his thick, syrup-like coffee and placing a tall frosted glass of pink milkshake, topped with whipped cream and a fresh strawberry, on the table.

Pann chuckled. What was this, a drink or dessert?

“Yes, I am,” Joe replied eventually, after taking a sip from his mug. “You are the only woman I’ve asked to marry me, and you won’t give me a definite yes or no. It feels like I’m being led around by the short and curlies.”

“Joe,” Pann admonished through gritted teeth. He sounded rather like her, and one certainly did not mention pubic hair in a dining establishment.

“Well what do you expect, Pann? I love you, and you say you love me. I can’t understand why you are dragging this on.”

“Dragging this on?” Her lips thinned with annoyance. “Joel. We are at a diner surrounded by others eating. This isn’t really the place to have this conversation.” She was trying to no avail to keep her voice calm.

“Shall we go back to the van and talk there?” Joe suggested. “I’ll make tea?”

“Sounds better than shivering in the sunshine, I guess.”

As they walked toward the van, Joe placed his arm around her shoulders. Instinctively she snuggled into his warmth, breathing in his fragrant masculine scent.  Pann placed her arm around his waist, and on impulse, her hand covered his jean clad bottom.  As she squeezed it, Pann smiled an impish grin.

“Wrong pocket, Pann.”

“I beg your pardon?” She tilted her head back to look at Joe.

“If you are after my wallet, it’s in the other pocket,” Joe quipped. 

EXCERPT TWO

Pandora Haggerty, sorry…Harper sat in the back of the ambulance in a wheelchair all forlorn and feeling decidedly sorry for herself. Her plastered right leg was elevated, and despite Joe’s hand resting on hers comforting her, Pann’s spirits were low. She was jostled several times, wincing as the vehicle rode over several mountains in the road. Perhaps the pain medication was wearing off. Avoiding looking out the window, Pann kept her gaze on Joe’s steadfast one and the gleaming rings of gold that adorned her left hand. Beside her on the floor lay several packages, and from what she could make out, there was a Zimmer frame ready to be constructed.

“A zimmer frame, my arse,” Pann grumbled.

“What was that, darlin’?”

“Just talking out loud,” she murmured.

“Are you in any pain, honey?”

Pann shook her head. “Actually I’m starting to feel like a total prat,” she told him bluntly. “I cannot believe I managed to break my sodding ankle, and now I’m totally reliant on someone else to help me do everything. And I am not using a sodding Zimmer frame. What do they think I am, an elderly geriatric?” Then, turning her head…she noticed a chair behind her.

“That’s not a commode is it?” She asked incredulously in a high squeak. Joe nodded.

“You have to be taking the royal piss,” she exclaimed.

“No, that’s what the commode is for. So that you can—” Joe’s voice broke off.

“No chuffing way am I using a commode.”

“The doctor said you had to stay off that leg. This way you can use the toilet by simply lifting yourself from one chair to another,” he said soothingly.

Pann’s temper finally got the better of her. Humiliation, frustration and that nagging ache from her leg took over her usually sane-ish temperament. She squeezed Joe’s hand digging her nails in, almost breaking the skin. At this point, she really didn’t care if she hurt him or not. She was hurting. Why couldn’t he sympathize? It really wasn’t fair.

Pann sat complacently as Joe wheeled her into the now widened doorway of their motorhome. A strange smell assailed her nostrils. What on earth…could she smell?

“There’s a cat in here,” Pann announced, her eyes darting around the kitchen area. It had been widened for accessibility. As Joe closed the door, she caught a glimpse of a tray.

“What makes you think that?” Joe murmured, putting the brake on. He busied himself by putting the kettle on and preparing a drink for them.

“The litter tray behind me, and the two bowls on a mat just over there,” Pann pointed out. “You do know I still have a cat back in England, even if it is living with Mum now.” She sniffed again, wafting her hand in front of her nose. Several pots of fragrant violets lined the middle of the dining table. She hoped Joe had secured them with Velcro strips.

“Interesting and beautiful flowers, but no matter how many pots of violets you use, there is no cure for the niff of a farting feline,” she told him with a grin, using as many English terms as she could fit in. It was ridiculous, but in a way Joe had diffused her temper by diverting her attention onto something else. “So where is it?”

Joe put two steaming mugs on the table, fetched a plate of digestive biscuits and sat down next to her on the seat.

“Look up,” he suggested.

Pann’s head tilted back. On what had been her bed, two white fluffy paws and a nose with two black splotches were all she could see. All those awful feel sorry for herself feelings disappeared. Joe handed her the tea mug.

“So how did we end up with whats-his-face up there?”

“I have no idea. I picked up the van yesterday after the refit, and well, there he was,” Joe explained.

“He?”

Joe nodded. “I took him to the vet with every intention of handing him to a rescue center, but, I don’t know. There was something about him. It turns out he is a pedigree Ragdoll.”

Pann melted. “The ones that go limp in your arms. They are so soft and fluffy…Oh, Joe. Look at the splotches on his cute little nosey. Bloody hell. Is that the cat?” Her nose wrinkled. “Oh God, that’s foul,” she breathed.

“There is nothing wrong with that cat’s stomach. Apparently, some cats are prone to gas and this is one of them I’m afraid.” Joe chuckled. “So are we gonna keep him? I had him vaccinated, micro chipped and everything.”

“What have you called him?”

“I thought I’d let you name him,” Joe replied with a smile. “It’s taken you out of your bad mood hasn’t it?”

“Yes, you rat, it has.” Pann couldn’t take her eyes off the two fluffy paws and now emerging face over the edge of what had been her bed. “I’m still not using that commode, you know.”

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AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY

Amanda Ward lives in Bedfordshire, England with her husband, three children and two insane cats. The expression ‘What you see is what you get’, sums her up perfectly.
She is the author of the novel Without Saying A Word with Books To Go Now and The MisAdventures of Pann Haggerty with Secret Cravings Publishing.  She is a member of the Romance Novelists Association (RNA).  There is always some moment waiting around the corner to be written into a novel.

Her interests include a passion for history and the royal families of Europe, romance novels, cooking, and science fiction including Doctor Who.  Of course not forgetting the great and wonderful Doris Day musicals and English costume dramas.

A perfect afternoon for Amanda would be a pot of tea, plenty of biscuits with a Doris Day film on the telly. Shared with great friends and her amazingly tolerant mother in law. 

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Review ~ Raleigh Point Hostage by Victoria Sue ~ Paranormal Love Blog Hop

Raleigh Point Hostage

Blurb:
There was no such thing as true mates. It was a fairy story Skye had been told when she was a baby, and she certainly didn’t believe the gorgeous blue-eyed bear shifter Riley, when he insisted he was hers. Her life had been one nightmare after another. She’d escaped one prison only to be trapped in another because of the secret she must keep. Held captive, and forced to help some psychopath do monstrous things because of it. Even her wolf had finally given up and left her. 

She thought she’d finally escaped, but she should have known the monster wouldn’t let her go. She had no choice and nowhere left to hide. Could she trust Riley? Finally, stop running? 

Or when he found out the truth, would life be a worse prison than any she’d been locked in before?

I thoroughly enjoy this peek into this world of shifters. Riley's family runs a foster care facility for abandoned shifter children. They have a contact in the FBI that alerts them when one is identified. Why the need? OMG just read the tag line on the cover!

'In a world where human children are often thrown away daily, how much harder is it for those who can turn into animals'

Heartbreaking! Riley is a good guy and I just wanted to hug him and not let him go. Hot yet sensitive. Skye was leery and keeping secrets, trying to protect herself and the children, unwilling to trust Riley because of her fear.

I love the premise of the story. If such a society exists alongside ours, it would seem to me that they would have this problem.

The characters are wonderful, full of depth and making me empathize with them. The story line enjoyable and angsty enough to keep me reading and worrying for Skye and Riley. Definitely worth the time to read as is the first stand alone book in the series!

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Release Blast ~ Born to Magic by David Wind

Born To Magic

by David Wind

Series: Tales of Nevaeh: Volume 1

Genre: Science Fiction/Fantasy

Release Date: February 15, 2015

Welcome to Nevaeh: a world where technology no longer exists, but magic does.

Long ago, a mythical nation known as 'America' died in the violence and radiation of the terrorist wars. Now their descendants dwell in a world of ritual and magic where ten dominions struggle for supremacy while a dark power rises to threaten them all.

In Nevaeh, where men are blessed with great strength and women have both strength and psychic abilities, one woman has been chosen to be Nevaeh's savior, Areenna—the only daughter of the King of Freemorn.

Barely eighteen, Areenna's psychic abilities—her magic— are already stronger than that of most women. But when Areenna is called to The Island, a place where all women of psychic power must go, but from where only some return, she soon learns the fate of her world is in her hands.

Accompanied by Mikaal, the son of the High King of Nevaeh, the two undertake a perilous journey to a place of great power, in an effort to save Nevaeh from the oncoming darkness, and these dark and evil forces will do everything in their power to stop Areenna from reaching her destination.

Areenna’s journey is filled with unimaginable dangers as they cross through three of Nevaeh's ten dominions, and through the haunted wastelands and badlands filled with the mutated survivors of the nuclear holocaust to fight their way to what will either claim both their lives or give them the powers to save their world.

“There is no choice.” Cupping the sides of his head, the High King of Nevaeh held himself as if trying to ease a headache of astonishing proportions.

“There is always a choice.” The High Queens’s voice was as soothing as was the hand stroking his back. While smaller than most men of Nevaeh, the king was broad across the chest and shoulders, narrow at the hips with powerful legs and arms. Yet none would have pictured him a king for his size combined with the delivery of his words served to make him appear slow-witted. He, however, was far from slow-witted. He considered every word he spoke carefully before allowing it to pass his lips.

His special combination of strength and intelligence had allowed him to defeat the sorceresses controlled and led by the Masters of the Circle of Afzal—the leaders of the shadowy empire across the sea. These witches had held Nevaeh in virtual slavery, using the fighting between the ten dominions to keep their Dark Masters’ strength high—for they fed not upon earthly food, but by keeping the rulers of Nevaeh at each other’s throats, living and growing in the power created by the dark energies born from the fighting.

By defeating the Afzaleem, he became the first person to unite the dominions of Nevaeh under a single rule while at the same time denying the Circle their Nevaen puppets.

The king lifted his head to look into the gray eyes of his mate. “There is no choice,” he repeated. “We must keep the trust and willingness of all rulers to allow themselves and their families to be led rather than forced.”

“There are still those who resist what we do to help them,” she said.

“No, it is because those few have no faith in me,” he whispered. While his words were simple, they were true.

“Perhaps…Yet I know there will be one who comes to your aid, when the time is right,” she whispered. “I have foreseen it in my dreams, My Lord. You have changed much since you became high king and you ask the people to do the same. And remember, what follows this change is what you seek to guide, not the change itself. The rest will take more time than you and I have, which is why you must wait for the right person.”

“How long is the wait? We both know the situation grows dire. The lords of the ten will start feuding again as the remnants of the Circle try to rise. The Afzaleem are all but dead. But we know the Circle will find new vassals to fill with darkness…if they have not done so already. Soon there will begin fighting. The people will be easily swayed should the dark power find a way to regain a foothold…and such can only happen when dominion fights dominion. They almost won, and they will try again—they will never stop. How long must the wait be?” he repeated, not seeking an answer but putting forth the question to the very air itself. “Days? Weeks? Years?”

In from the window floated the voice of their sixteen year old son, Mikaal, as he trained for combat in the courtyard below. “This person will come. It will not be…overly long, my husband, my…Lord. It will happen—perhaps not in the way you think it should, but it will come about the way it must.”

I love a good fantasy and Born to Magic is definitely that! It caught my interest as it is set in a post-apocalyptic word, a fantastical and unusual world. We all know that nuclear weapons will change us and not necessarily for the better. Perhaps not the for the worst either. David Wind creates a wildly fascinating world that I felt totally immersed in.
Areenna and Mikaal were interesting characters with unexpected depths. Only the first of their adventures, Areenna and Mikaal grow and find unexpected and complementary powers the bind them closer together.
An interesting premise, Born to Magic is a fascinating look at a world that changed and was torn apart only to regroup and grow strong once again.

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I live and write in a small village about thirty miles upstate of NYC, and share my home with my wife, Bonnie and our dog Alfie, an apricot poodle.

When I began writing in 1980, I had no idea where I was headed. Since then, I've published thirty-five novels, thirty-three of them with traditional publishers, but I decided I wanted more freedom than the traditional publishers would allow and began a new phase in my life as an Independent Author.

Sci-Fi & fantasy has always been my most favorite genre.   My first novel in the genre, Queen Of Knights was a medieval / historical fantasy and reached #2 on the Amazon.com bestseller lists for historical fantasy and medieval fantasy, and my sci-fi of parallel worlds, The Others, received wide acclaim.  

M first Independent novel, Angels In Mourning, was my 'homage' to the old time private detective books of the late 40's, 50's and 60's.  I used to love to sneak them from my parents’ night-tables and read them as a young boy.  Angels is a modern day take on the old style hardboiled detective.  Angels In Mourning won the Amazon.com Book of the Month Reader's Choice Award shortly after it was published.

My most current thriller, The Cured, was written with Terese Ramin. The idea for this Medical Thriller came shortly after the death of a close friend.  I couldn't help but wonder about the medication....

My previous suspense thrillers are The Hyte Maneuver, (a Literary guild alternate selection); As Peace Lay Dying, Conspiracy of Mirrors, And Down Will Come Baby, Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep ,and Shadows.

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