Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Drama in a Small Town: VICTORIA, by Joyce Brennan
Drama in a Small Town: VICTORIA, by Joyce Brennan: Here are two of the posted reviews on amazon.com for my ebook VICTORIA. Verified Purchase I appreciate that Joyce Bre...
VICTORIA, by Joyce Brennan
Here are two of the posted reviews on amazon.com for my ebook VICTORIA.
Verified Purchase
I appreciate that Joyce Brennan portrays weak women, who view themselves as "victims of circumstance," come to realize their enemy is themselves and their solution to life's problems is within. Bravo! Carlene from Las Vegas. Also take note that reading books from my Kindle Fire is faster and I don't lose track of who is who.
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Drama in a Small Town: THE COURIER, by Dorothy Macchio
Drama in a Small Town: THE COURIER, by Dorothy Macchio: About THE COURIER For over five hundred years the Bona Family Trust has been in the courier business with its couriers delivering secr...
THE COURIER, by Dorothy Macchio
About THE COURIER
For over five
hundred years the Bona Family Trust has been in the courier business with its
couriers delivering secret documents between monarchs, heads of state,
international businesses, international agencies and powerful individuals who
control the world’s economics. It was contrived by two powerful sixteenth
century women: Bona Sforza, Queen of Poland and Roxelana Hürrem Sultan, of the
Ottoman Empire. Esther Handali, a Jewish agent for Roxelana made the
triumvirate. Since royal couriers were frequently slaughtered on their travels,
older women were selected as couriers because they, like most older women, were
invisible in the world of men. Their journeys to visit relatives and other
courts were a perfect cover. It worked well until the 21st century.
Beatrice Wheeler San
Giacomo is a dedicated courier member of the Trust along with several other
women who are also direct descendants of the founders. All agents are fifty to
seventy years old. A few are older. She accepted what seems a routine
assignment and immediately things are different. The operating protocols have
changed and it becomes obvious that the Trust has developed new methods to keep
adversaries from discovering the couriers. The ability of governments to hack
into communications technology made these couriers more valuable, but the same
technology also puts them at risk. Beatrice finds that she must adapt on the
job or be kidnapped and perhaps killed. The changes by the Trust to become a
modern international business leads to the betrayal of all she believes.
Meet the author.
Dorothy is a graduate of
Fairfield University (CT) with a Masters Degree in Corporate and Political
Communication. She has worked as a newspaper writer, college lecturer, and in
California, as a volunteer museum curator for a California Mission.
Dorothy raised three children and has five grandchildren. She keeps busy volunteering for her community.
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Friday, September 9, 2016
Drama in a Small Town: THE HUNTED, by Shannan Albright
Drama in a Small Town: THE HUNTED, by Shannan Albright: A druid sworn to protect and nurture. Leigh Simon, a druidic healer, lives a peaceful existence among her nomadic tribe. She practices...
THE HUNTED, by Shannan Albright
A druid sworn to protect and nurture.
Leigh Simon, a druidic healer, lives a peaceful existence
among her nomadic tribe. She practices the healing arts and communes with the
earth—until her estranged mother’s death turns Leigh’s life upside down. Leigh
is now heir to her mother’s worldly possessions, including one dark, brooding
demon.
A demon sworn
to revenge.
Taren’s rage against witches is all that keeps him going.
Forced into the beholden vow, magically binding him to the witches’ Guild of
Assassins, he bides his time until he can find a way to break the vow. The key to his freedom comes in the form
of one curvaceous female who knows nothing about
the violence, hatred, and fear his kind
has lived through.
A hunt to
the death.
Leigh’s shocked at the brutality Taren endures at the hand of
the Isis Guild of Assassins. The only way to right the wrong is to enter an antiquated, lethal challenge called The
Hunt. If they can evade a deadly squad of assassins for twenty-four hours,
they’re home free—something no one has done for hundreds of years—and falling
in love only makes the need to survive steeper. Now, they’re not just fighting
for Taren’s freedom, they’re fighting for love.
EXCERPT
“She spoke of you, her child, and the hard choice to send you
away from her and the guild she’d tied herself to. She’d wanted you to have a
life free of blood and death. She spoke of sensing in you a strong magic, one which could be used for good or bad. She refused to have you used as a
weapon, and she believed the Guild of Isis would have made you a weapon for
their own gain. Instead, she chose someone who would train you in the ways of
peace and nurturing. She instructed your
Amaya to raise you as one of her own. To guide your mind and magic to their
tenants and oppress the darker aspects of
your power. I wanted to question her about you, for the first time seeing the
real female and not the cold-blooded assassin. Sadly, it was not to be. She
refused to say more about you, but the glimpse she gave me softened my wrath
toward her. Anyone who could love and sacrifice for their child did have a soul
worth salvaging.”
Tears ran unchecked down Leigh’s cheeks, and her throat
tightened with the emotion rising from a deeply buried part of her soul. There
was still that little child crying out for her mother. Always wondering what
her mother found lacking in her which caused her to abandon her so easily. The
knowledge worked like a healing balm, soothing the pain and giving her closure
and peace. She held the truth close to her breast, absorbing it into her very
essence.
Her mother had loved her and sacrificed to see her raised in a
culture which cherished all life. The revelation was not lost on her.
With great care, Taren lightly brushed away the tears with his
fingers before cupping her face and tilting her head up to meet his gaze head
on. “So beautiful, tasa meela.”
His deep voice held a husky note, sending a cascade of warmth through her,
sweeping over her breasts and down to the juncture between her legs.
“What does that mean?” Her question came out in a breathless
whisper as his heat caressed her, building a pulsing need hammering through
her.
“The closest translation in your words is ‘bright spirit’.”
Taren drew nearer touching his forehead to hers and stroking
her cheek with gentle fingers.
“Oh, I like that,” Leigh
whispered, placing her hand over his.
Time froze for one perfect moment as they stood poised on the brink of a precipice she sensed there
would be no coming back from.
“My mind tells me this is wrong, what is between us. Still, my
soul cries out for you, your body a sweet siren’s
song I must follow.”
Her breath caught on his
words, her heart opening to him. She was dangerously close to falling in love
with him, just as she knew she could trust him with her heart and soul, her
very life.
Everything about him and her
felt…right. Not wrong as he argued.
She drew away just enough to stare up into his beautiful dark
eyes, missing the swirl of red she spied that morning in their dark depths.
“I am yours to take, Taren. I have never before felt such a
pull. All that I am calls out for you too.” To lend power to her words, she
reached out fingers sinking into thick golden strands of his hair. She marveled
in the silkiness before lightly tracing his tightly curved horns.
On a shudder, his eyes closed, his breathing labored as she
stroked them. Who knew a Demosian’s s horns could be so sensitive?
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