Thursday, December 9, 2021

Book Tour: Swagger with Nikki Prince @AuthorNPrince


Can you, for those who don't know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author? 

I am a single mother of two teens, one 16 and the other 18 (where did the time go).  I’m a gamer (I play The Sims, World of Warcraft, and Call of Duty along with mobile games).  I also make homemade soaps.  I always wanted to be an author since I was about 11 and I read my first romance book and decided from that point on that I was going to write stories.  At 43 (2012) I published two books with two different publishers and I haven’t stopped since.

Where were you born/grew up at? 

I was born in California in Merced (Central California), however my parents were both in the Air Force.  So I have lived in California, Mississippi, Alabama, and the Philippines as a child.

How to find time to write as a parent? 

I write whenever and wherever I can.  Once my kids were able to more or less take care of themselves (such as play on their own, watch TV etc) it became easier to write all the time without interruptions.  They learned pretty quickly that mama was writing when she was at the laptop and unless something was wrong to go ahead and play.

When did you first consider yourself a writer? 

At the age of 11 when I wrote my first poems and began writing my first stories.

What inspired you to write this book? 

My parents having been in the US Military and knowing that they struggled with PTSD.  I wanted to honor them, to show the struggles that our military faces and yet even through the struggles show how strong they can be and that love finds a way to start healing.

Do you have any “side stories” about the characters?  

There is a second book in the series called Finesse and Cruz and Roxy from Swagger show up in there.  I will be also doing a third story with a character from both stories finding her happy ever after.

How did you come up with the concept and characters for the book?  

For Swagger I was just thinking about how much my mom alone had to deal with while she was in the military.  My father was medically retired, however he’d served in the Vietnam War and my mother did 20 plus years. Both are heroes to me as are all those who serve even if it is only four years.

What did you enjoy most about writing this book?

It was my first book that I wrote in first person. I’d tried to write it in third person but it wouldn’t come out right and I remember I was writing it for NaNoWrimo that year (National Novel Writing Month) and once I figured out it had to be in first person it was an ease to write.  As it allowed me to write both POV’s.

How did you come up with the title of the book?  

I loved the way Cruz Montoya had this persona of being confident, and perhaps arrogant (arrogant if only a little) and yet at the same time this loving and caring guy who just wanted to be happy with the girl he’d loved since he was a teen.

Who designed your book covers? 

Swagger was designed by the wonderful and talented Rue Volley.

Do your characters seem to hijack the story or do you feel like you have the reigns of the story? 

I believe that some of my characters have hijacked the story but I love that. I am all about no rules in writing, write the story of your heart.  Having your characters speak to you is a beautiful thing.

Is there an writer which brain you would love to pick for advice? Who would that be and why?  

For me the best thing to ever happen was getting to meet Carole Mortimer and talk with her about why I loved her writing style and why her books spoke to me as a kid. She’s a wonderful person and we email each other from time to time.

What are your top 10 favorite books/authors?  

Wow this is a really hard one.  I hated to read as a kid until I found the books that spoke to me, which were mainly anything that had rhyming (rhythmic verbiage or romance).  So some of the authors and books I will list since I started read at age 11.  Here are my favorite books:

  • Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl
  • Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret by Judy Blume
  • Wifey by Judy Blume (yeah started early)
  • Gabrielle by Theresa Conway
  • Sea Fire by Karen Robards
  • Skye O’Malley by Bertrice Small
  • Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
  • Love Cherish, Me by Rebecca Brandewyne 
  • Only Lover by Carole Mortimer 
  • Living Together by Carole Mortimer.

Pen or type writer or computer? 

I have to admit though I love pens and paper, I’m much faster at getting my stories written on the laptop.  I’m so used to using tech that now when I write for long periods of time my writing looks like chicken scratch and my hands get really sore.  So only thing I write by hand is if I have an idea that I need to get down really quickly.

Do you have any advice to offer for new authors?

Stay true to yourself.  However learn to deal with criticism because there will always be someone who just doesn’t get your story.  Keep writing and always help other (authors) there is enough pie slices to go around.


Radioactive Tales of Love Book 1

by Nikki Prince

Genre: New Adult Interracial Military Romance 

Nine years, two lives, one love.

We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all that went up in smoke when he got sent to juvenile hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that term loosely, became a monster, transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped.

Honorably discharged, I'm back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth. I could list a dozen reasons for my return, but the only one that matters is Roxanne Waters. I should probably leave her be. I'm not much of a catch with PTSD and the childhood memories rattling around in my brain. Yet, I can't walk away. There's a darkness that surrounds the death of her sister, a secret that's slowly killing her. I'm going to find out everything. This is the moment of truth to see if we can make it or if I'm nine years too late.

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Radioactive Tales of Love Book 2

Indelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.
He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I'd always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he's back and we're both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?

When you're on the sand, you're supposed to leave everything there. Unfortunately, I've brought it back to Arlington Heights and Lyric Scott's doorstep. My body reveals all the scars for everyone to see, but the ones on my soul are graver. Will she even look my way? What can I possibly offer her other than to keep the promise I made to her brother, my best friend who I couldn't bring back?
We're a ready-made family now, how can I walk away? But how can I allow her to deal with the demons at my door?

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International Bestselling Author Nikki Prince is a mother of two, who's always had a dream to write. Her passion lies in raising her children as readers, gaming, cooking, reading, and her writing. Her belief is that love is love and that everyone should see themselves mirrored in the pages of a book. She also is exploring other avenues of fiction (horror and speculative fiction).  Nikki has a Masters in Creative Writing concentration in Fiction, a masters in Literature, and a Masters in Marketing and Social Media.

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Monday, December 6, 2021

Holiday Romance: The Cowboy's Christmas Star #Tour


The Cowboy's Christmas Star

by Vickie Phelps

Genre: Holiday Romance 

When a good looking stranger wanders into Shelley Morrison's gift shop, she's immediately attracted to him. But he's more than just a handsome cowboy. She finds out his mother died during the summer and he wants to honor her by carrying on her Christmas traditions. He's looking for a star just like his mother had for the top of his Christmas tree. Shelley is determined to help him find that star, but there's someone else just as determined to stop Shelley from becoming involved with the handsome cowboy.

Vickie Phelps writes to encourage, inspire, and influence. She writes both fiction and nonfiction. "The Cowboy's Christmas Star " is her eleventh book.. Vickie worked as a bookseller and buyer for an independent bookstore for eighteen years and loves to talk about books and share stories with other readers.

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Friday, December 3, 2021

#FlashFiction of The Perfect Christmas by Tami Lund


Flash Fiction – The Perfect Christmas by Tami Lund

Anna stood in front of the French doors, staring out over the darkened landscape, dotted with multi-colored tiny Christmas lights. Jesse stepped up behind her, smoothed his hand up her back and then cupped her neck, massaging gently.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

She twisted her head to look over her shoulder and smiled. “It’s perfect. Everything is perfect.”

“Good.” He motioned with his empty beer bottle. “I’m going to go get everyone another round. You want one?”

She pulled the bottle out of his hand. “I’ll do it.”

“I’ll help.”

Anna and Jesse exchanged a surprised look, but neither said anything out loud when Jessica walked over and interrupted their conversation. Jesse dropped his hand and Anna led her sister into the kitchen.

“So Mom says she’s using one of your ideas to redesign their kitchen.”

Anna shrugged. “Jesse’s going to do the work. I just gave him the idea.”

“Just,” Jessica muttered under her breath. Then she added, “What can I do?” She stood in the middle of the room, looking slightly lost and as gorgeous as ever.

“Um, how about you get a bottle of wine from the rack? The opener is in that drawer over there.”

Anna snagged three bottles of beer from the fridge. When she turned around, Jessica stood, facing the counter, her palms planted on the smooth surface, her shoulders shaking slightly. Anna placed the beers on the counter and walked over to press her hand against her sister’s back.

“Hey. What’s wrong?”

Jessica shook her head and tore a paper towel from the roll perched near her elbow. She dabbed at her eyes and cleared her throat. “I didn’t think I would cry.”
Fear sliced through Anna’s body, shooting from her extremities straight to her heart, where it wrapped its slimy, dark tentacles and squeezed. She tried unsuccessfully to suck in air.

“Are you … are you changing your mind?”

It had been ten years. Cora knew her as cool Aunt Jess. She breezed through town less than half a dozen times a year, and life was always a party when she was around.

And then she left and life returned to its nice, normal routine.

While Jessica and Anna no longer argued and fought like they hated each other,

Anna was always relieved when her sister left again – without her daughter.

Anna was Cora’s mom now.

“About what?” Jessica asked.


Jessica turned around and leaned against the counter. Her face wasn’t even splotchy. If Anna had been crying, her face would look like she was having an allergic reaction.

“No. Mom and I said we would take both your girls for a spa day for Christmas, and we meant it. And if you’re worried we’re going to corrupt them, don’t be. You have had far too much influence by now. For God’s sake, Cora wants to become a partner in yours and Jesse’s business someday. What twelve-year-old wants to be a carpenter?”

The slimy tentacles retracted and Anna blew out a relieved breath. “Of course,” she said, her voice shaking only a little.

She waited while Jessica dug around in the junk drawer, searching for the wine opener.

“She isn’t mine,” Jessica said into the silence. “I mean, she is, but, you know…”

“I know,” Anna reassured her. “And I can never thank you enough for that gift. Both of them.”

“Cora and Gina?”

“Cora and Jesse. And Gina.”

“You and Jesse did make a pretty cute kid. Funny that she looks just like me.”

Anna did not rise to that bait. Secretly, she was pleased that both of her daughters had inherited Jessica and her mother’s beauty. She’d confessed as much to Jesse last night, and in an effort to demonstrate just how beautiful she was, he’d seduced her on the rug in front of the Christmas tree. She hadn’t minded the reassurance.

Not in the least.

“We should probably get back with the drinks,” Anna said. “Mom’s wine glass was empty when we came in here. I’m surprised she hasn’t come charging in, demanding her refill.”

“Danny and I split.”

So that’s the cause of the tears. Jessica wasn’t feeling sentimental over seeing her biological daughter and ex-husband during the holidays. She was upset over the loss of her relationship with her rock star boyfriend.

“I’m sorry.”

“He’s big time now, you know. Hot young bimbos are throwing themselves at him at every turn. It was only a matter of time. I guess even I have begun to age.” She sighed deeply.

“You’re just as beautiful as you’ve always been, Jessica.” Anna fed her sister the obligatory compliment, but the thing was… it was true.
Jessica waved away her words and filled the wine glass she’d brought with her into the kitchen. “It’s okay. I met this twenty-two year old at the bar the night before last. I’m actually going to meet him again in about an hour.”

Anna probably should have been shocked, except she’d learned ten years ago not to be shocked by her sister. When Jessica said, “You take them. I don’t want a kid or a husband, but you do. And you’d make a perfect family,” Anna had realized her sister could never trump that proclamation.

“Listen, before you go …” Anna reached out, touched her sleeve, then pulled back, unsure of what to say, where to start. How did you thank someone, when they didn’t even really understand they’d given you a gift in the first place?

“Yes. I will.”


“Jesse told me about your plans for your tenth anniversary. I said I’d come back into town to watch the girls.”

“You … you will?” Never in a million years would Anna have dreamed to ask her sister to watch her two children while she and Jesse slipped away for an anniversary trip.

“What? Would you rather leave them with our parents?”

Anna laughed, then slapped a hand over her mouth. Jessica tossed her a wry grin and sipped from her wine glass.

“Jesse’s parents will watch them. Or his sister.”

Jessica shook her head. “No. I want to. It’ll be good for me. For them.”

Those slimy, scary tentacles started to advance again. “You won’t …”

“Suddenly develop maternal feelings? Not a chance. I’m digging this Aunt Jess status. It’s pretty cool, actually. And it’s only in short spurts, which is even better.

So stop worrying. It’s been ten years, Anna. How much longer will it be before you are convinced that Cora and Jesse are yours, and they always will be?”

Anna impulsively grabbed her sister and pulled her into a breathtaking hug. Jessica endured it for approximately ten seconds, and then she pushed Anna away. “Go.

Get in there and deliver beers to the guys. And then go hug on that husband of yours. You know he likes it more than I do.”

“Yeah. He does.”


anta’s Destiny
Tami Lund

Genre:  Paranormal Romcom/Chick Lit
Publisher: Tami Lund
Date of Publication:  12/1/2021
Number of pages:  68
Word Count: 17,851
Cover Artist: Kathryn R. Biel 

Tagline: This elf is in for the sleigh ride of her life

Book Description: 

Des (don’t call her Destiny—she hates that name) is an elf with a problem. A jolly, red-suit wearing, gift-bearing, reindeer-loving problem.

Turns out, someone has stolen Santa Claus’s magic. And it’s three days before Christmas. What’s an elf to do?

Help him out, of course. That’s her specialty, after all.

Except that creates a whole new problem: Des has to work closely with the Man in Red while keeping her presents under wraps, because there is definitely one thing she will not do.

Ride in Santa’s sleigh tonight.

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“Get up. It’s time to go.”

“I’m already up,” Santos, aka Santa Claus, replied while rolling his hips, which earned him a scowl from me and a giggle from his companion.

I turned to the blond bimbo. Okay, to be fair, I had no idea if she was a bimbo. Santos had the ability to pull pretty much all women from rocket scientists to, er, candy cane lickers under his seductive spell. Truth be told, they all became candy cane lickers once he set his sights on them.

“Listen, honey, he’s a one-and-done kind of guy. He’ll use you to get his rocks off”—Christmas euphemisms were Santos’s thing, not mine—“and walk away and never talk to you again. Is that what you really want?”

She eyed the still-impressive bulge in his shorts. “If I get an orgasm out of it, I’m game.”
Mentally, I slapped my palm against my forehand. In actuality, I ground my teeth. “You’ll be out of luck. Giving, at least in that respect, is not how he rolls.”

“Hey—” Santos started.

“How do you know?” Blondie interrupted.

“Yeah, do tell,” Santos added. “Did I miss something along the way? Did I stuff your stocking and neglect to eat your milk and cookies? Maybe we need a do-over.” He eyed me like I’d seriously ever give him a first time let alone a do-over.

“Never have I ever, and never will I ever,” I proclaimed. “I know of him. His reputation. We’ve run in the same circles for a long time.” A few centuries too long, but who was counting?
Blondie’s focus shifted to my outfit. “Why are you wearing so many clothes?”

“Yeah,” Santos said, “you should take them off. Unwrap that present for me.”

Blondie giggled. I glared at her. “Do you even realize that he’s flirting with me?”

She shrugged. “He flirts with everyone. And everything he says makes Christmas sound so dirty.” There she went, staring at his candy cane again.

I bent and grabbed a sheer wrap and tossed it at her before slapping Santos’s leg. “Time to go, Father Christmas. You’re under my protection now.”

He groaned. “You aren’t seriously still doing that whole saving souls gig, are you, Des?”

“As you well know,” I retorted, “since you’ve been dodging me for days now.”

“Sugar plum, if I’d known you were chasing me, I would have slowed my sleigh so you could have a ride.”

“Don’t fucking call me that.”

He waggled his eyebrows. “Should I call you Mrs. Claus instead?”

“Don’t ever fucking call me that.”

The jerk had the gall to laugh at my obvious indignation.

“Do you ever stop?” I demanded.

He rolled his hips again. “Wanna climb my North Pole and find out?”

About the Author:

Tami Lund—author, wine drinker, award winner. Lover of romance. Writing happily ever afters, one book at a time. 

Those happy endings come in contemporary and paranormal, so pick your poison. Or try them all. You’re bound to find something that curls your toes and makes you smile.

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Friday, November 26, 2021

Review: All I want for Christmas is more stories like “A Siren’s Christmas Wish”

What do you give an immortal assassin siren who can basically take anything she wants? Luna Joya explores this quest for the perfect gift in her magical holiday short “A Siren’s Christmas Wish” in Magic Beneath the Mistletoe: A Mystic Owl Anthology, Vol. 2


As part of Joya’s World of the Legacies Series, readers first meet Zaida and Zimm in book 3, Killing Song. This short story opens in a richly described Garden District in New Orleans with atmosphere aplenty. It’s dark and dewy and oh-so-dangerous, and all Zimm desires is to grant his love a wish. 


In order to do so, he’s going to have to portal to an even more dank and dangerous place filled with a myriad of mystical creatures all set on making him fail. 


“A Siren’s Christmas Wish” explores everything a reading-witch’s heart wants: Intrigue, heart-warming holiday folklore and an-all-consuming love blended with Joya’s sensual descriptions:


“The red of his love’s hair was the boldest color in the room, stark against her pale skin, silvery blades, and the black she always wore.”


The tale enchants the reader and its lesson teases to a famous short story with magical ties that I won’t name because of potential spoilers. That added level of complexity adds to the brilliance of “A Siren’s Christmas Wish.”


I look forward to reading the other contributions in this anthology. 



Magic Beneath the Mistletoe: A Mystic Owl Anthology, Vol. 2 (Mystic Owl Anthologies)

Available free via Kindle and for sale for .99 cents


Sunday, October 31, 2021

31 Days of Magic & Mayhem, Kerry Adrienne #HappyHalloween

 Kerry Adrienne

When do you put up Halloween decorations? Any rules in the house?

Midnight, September 1, Andromeda (my youngest) came to me and asked when we could start decorating. This year, with so much going on, we were late getting started and we didn't put everything up. It's still quite Halloweeny--it honestly doesn't take much inside the house since we are kinda Gothic-y anyway. We've never done gory stuff--but it's cool to see all the houses around with different styles. Halloween is the best! 


What's your favorite Halloween tradition/decoration/memory?


I thought I was so clever to dress up as Stephen King's "Carrie" (since I'm "Kerry") when I was 11. It was a cheap costume--basically a "dress" and fake blood. I'd read the book and had seen ads for the movie--but hadn't been allowed to see it. I'm sure my mom was relieved about the cheap costume! The same year, my uncle dressed up as the Wolfman--he glued fur all over his face from some kit. It wouldn't come off and he had bits of brown fuzz on his face for what seemed a long time (probably was only a couple days, lol). He definitely suffered for his art, but I thought it was an awesome costume! 


Have you ever had a paranormal/ghostly experience? Can you share a little about what happened?


So many experiences! Once, I was with my family in Charleston and we were asleep in a hotel. I felt a cat jump on the bed (not an unusual experience at home--but we had no cats at the hotel!). I realized there were no cats and I sat up to see what was going on--and at the same time my daughter Ana sat up in the other bed and said something to the effect of "I felt a cat jump up here." She's still a little freaked out about it and it was maybe 10 years ago. 


There is also a black cat who roams our house--usually just disappearing around the corner or I'll spot out of the corner of my eye. We've had three black cats since we moved here, but don't have one now. Oddly, I'll see the cat either right before or after we have a cat cross the rainbow bridge. Both Ana and Andi have seen the cat, too. I don't really know if it is the ghost of our first cat here (Neuromancer, who lived to almost 19 and passed while we lived here), or another cat or a representation of all the cats we've loved and lost while living in this house. 


What do you think goes *bump* in the night?


Echoes of energy.




Kerry Adrienne

Midwinter Mage

The Nightshade Guild, Book 12


A serious and visionary talent, Arion has no time for toddlers. But as part of the Nightshade Guild, he won’t refuse the council’s call to protect the orphaned Princess Ameria. As winter solstice approaches, this leather-clad magical musician becomes her twelfth temporary guardian despite the fact that he doesn’t have a full grasp of his own powers or any experience changing diapers.

Protecting a pint-sized princess leaves very little time for promoting his alt-rock music and touring the indie club scene throughout Europe. And it seems the only gift he has for babysitting is entertaining little Ameria with his musical spells and charms. Though it's good fun for her and great practice for him, he's desperate for his month to be over, and none too happy when a groupie named Liv insists she can help. He’s not one to trust, but Liv slides right into his life, almost like she belongs. And that bothers him.

Can they work together to finally end the princess’s long year on the run? Or will December be the month the world loses a kingdom?


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Saturday, October 30, 2021

31 Days of Magic & Mayhem, Jennifer Wedmore

 Otherworld visitor or dream? You decide after reading Jennifer Wedmore’s account.

When do you put up Halloween decorations? Any rules in the house?


I'm ready to do it every day of the year, but hubby refuses to let me do it before Oct 1st. 


What's your favorite Halloween tradition/decoration/memory?


When our kids were young, we would all meet up at our grandmother’s house and go trick or treating. There was four of them all within a year in age. And 8 like adults just walked the neighborhood chatting with everyone. 


Have you ever had a paranormal/ghostly experience? Can you share a little about what happened?


I'm not sure honestly! When I was in high school my mom would drop us off at our grandmother’s house (same one we went trick or treating in lol). We used to fall asleep before school, and one morning I fell asleep on the floor in front of the chair my grandfather always sat in. I dreamed he was sitting in the chair, leaning over me. He smiled and said he was proud of me. I honestly to this day am not sure it was a dream.


What do you think goes *bump* in the night?


My teenagers sneaking food into their rooms.... That could be my 9 yr old too though lol. I'd like it to be Zombies though. Just ask my twin Sheri Lyn :)




Jennifer Wedmore

You Mage Me, the Nightshade Guild, Book 11


Eleven months, that’s how long Morwen Rowe had to prepare for the arrival of the Elven Princess. It was finally her turn, and she was terrified. Could she keep the princess safe and alive for thirty days? Or would she be the first mage to fail their mission?


Fauxon Solis had watched Morwen for months, every day she’d stop by his stall and buy herbs, flowers and other items. They made small talk, but never anything more. He never let on he was interested until it was almost too late.


Rowen was wary of Fauxon, was he after the Princess or her? Out of the blue he decides he’s going to help her, they had never interacted beyond a passing exchange. She didn't know if he could be trusted, but she had to trust her heart because time was running out and she needed all the help she could get.


Available via Amazon on Nov. 19.


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Friday, October 29, 2021

31 Days of Magic & Mayhem, Kat Turner

 Kat Turner kicks off the Halloween weekend of 31 Days of Magic & Mayhem!

When do you put up Halloween decorations? Any rules in the house?


October 1st is the official start of spooky season! We're huge Halloween fans, so anything goes, from scary to cute and everything in between. By the time late October rolls around, our place looks like a haunted house. 


What's your favorite Halloween tradition/decoration/memory?


We watch one scary movie or television show episode every day from October 1st to October 31st-Hallo-screen! 


Have you ever had a paranormal/ghostly experience? Can you share a little about what happened?


My husband grew up across the street from a cemetery. One night we were walking through the grounds (as one does!) and both witnessed tubes of light slinking around on the grass near a new burial site. They moved slowly and carefully, as if with sentience and intention, making them difficult to explain as ignes fatui. 


What do you think goes *bump* in the night?


Who can say for certain what lurks behind the veil? I've always felt that some of these mysterious entities are looking out for us. Others, not so much.



Kat Turner

Blood Sugar


Eve Conley-Adyemi, a clairsentient mortician being stalked by an angry spirit, is no stranger to supernatural drama. But when a vampire rock star shows up on her front porch begging her to end his undead existence, she gives him a hard pass. Besides, her death magic doesn't work that way.


Soon, the sensitive rocker named Jonnie Tollens wins Eve's interest, and they team up to defeat her poltergeist and cure his vampirism. Their quest leads them to a supernatural expat community in Peru who might have solutions, unlocking dark, potent facets of her powers along the way.


As they fall for each other, they lose control of the exact forces they need to harness. Worse, a marathon research session uncovers terrifying facts on who is really pulling the magical strings.

Can Eve and Jonnie fix their broken lives together before a rising tide of dark magic engulfs them both?


If you like Darynda Jones, Karen Marie Moning, K. F. Breene, or Laurell K. Hamilton, you'll love this fun and sexy paranormal romance!


Available via Amazon.


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31 Days of Magic & Mayhem, Kitchen Witchery with Luna Joya

On the 29th day of Magic & Mayhem, Luna Joya brings a very special guest post on Kitchen Witchery!

 By Luna Joya


When I was little, I learned “tips” from older ladies who looked after me. How to treat with herbs. How to keep spirits out of your mirrors. How to recognize when a rock/crystal calls to you.


It wasn’t until I went to school that I realized not everyone learned kitchen witch tips. Because I was a sensitive kid who responded to different energies, those ladies had been protecting me. 


So how about I share one such tip with you?


Let’s discuss my specialty. Negative energies drain you, your space, and whatever else you can think of whether the energy is from a toxic person, inner troubles, or ghosties. I’m a “sweeper” since I grew up being taught to sweep my path clear. 


This can also be an excellent way to get your kids to help with housework. Any broom or vacuum will do as Hocus Pocus affirms. Just state your good intention and get to cleaning, visualizing those negative vibes going bye-bye.


Can you use a spell? Absolutely. Does it help? Maybe. It seems to ground me. I’ve used the same since childhood: Find release or be at peace, else be away, you cannot stay.


How to add to the sweeping?


I’m a big believer in salt. Sprinkle salt, let it sit a bit while keeping kids and pets away, then sweep into a pan to dispose of outside your house. Remember the negative goes with the salt. You toss it in the bin in the kitchen, and that’ll just seed the problem.


Can you sprinkle herbs in the salt? Sure. What you add depends on your purpose. I practice adding a tiny pinch of the following for desired effects:


            Oregano—banish chismosa/gossiping/tattletales

            Cinnamon—for prosperity




            Black pepper—motivation 

            Lemon rind—cleansing, joy


Remember, different practitioners use different herbs.


While I grew up in the countryside where we grew, foraged, and bartered our herbs, you can do the same in the city. I still grow aloe and other herbs, and I trade frequently with other growers. 


The next time you see a witch with her broom this Halloween? Remember, find your calm, keep any snarky comments to yourself, and don’t get swept away.


Disclaimer: I’m not a doctor, healer, or a good housekeeper. Neither do I play one on television. I’m a writer, a storyteller, and tale spinner. So practice at your own risk and as always, with pure intent.



Award-winning author Luna Joya writes steamy witch romances with mysteries, strong heroines, and the heroes who love them.


Fluent in sarcasm and penal code, Luna prosecutes crimes by day and writes at night. A survivor of traumatic brain injury with steel body parts, she lives in SoCal with her combat veteran husband and their two-pound terror of a rescue pup.







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