A group of friends come together to dance the Maypole
Take a dash of spice, a pinch of herbs
Soft candlelight and resonant drums
Add a flash of magic and watch the sparks fly
Toss in a killer that’s targeting women…
To the outside world she is just Leena Duncan. A gentle woman with a troubled past, yet none know her full story. Her ability to control the elements and her knowledge of plants make her magic strong and unbreakable. It’s just too bad that she’s closed off her heart to not risk it again, having learned that horrors are possible, even with those who claim to love you. It only takes one man at the rainy Beltane celebration to change her outlook, and one killer to endanger her world.
Owen Grey, a well-known fantasy author, has returned to his childhood home to set down roots and reacquaint himself with old friends. Learning that magic is, in fact, possible, the second revelation is the one woman who calls to him: body, soul and heart. Even more surprising, he learns that with a simple touch he can relieve pain and lift emotional burdens, it just doesn’t help him deal with his own past. While he may write about happily ever after, he knows it only as fiction. Until her.
With a killer targeting celebrants at these small pagan gatherings, leaving two bodies in warning, this little group of friends who welcomed him with open arms, are at risk if they don’t find the killer.
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all paths to stir it all together…
sparks hotter than the Solstice heat. Can they work out a way to be
together as they try to stop a killer from striking again?
angry or happy. Her energy comes through in all her magic, and she
often wishes she could rewrite her own story to become charming and
sophisticated enough to be with a certain wealthy male lawyer she
wants more than anything else.
easy mannerisms he has adopted. There is nothing he cannot do with
his magic and he has tried all of it, whether right or wrong. His
fortune has left him wanting for nothing in life except the one thing
money can’t buy, the woman he feels too unclean to approach.
festival they are determined to stop the killer from harming anyone
again. And Steven will, with a plan of his own, persuade Rachel that
they are meant to be together.
buoyant recklessness. She loves being a flirt and has spent many
years indulging that side of her personality. Her energy draws
others; her character is to protect all those that cannot protect
themselves. When she’s not riding on life, she is helping children
less fortunate then herself.
more than his energy usually allows. He is a highly-respected
pediatrician that always goes that extra step to ensure all in his
care are receiving his utmost attention. He often sacrifices sleep to
spend time with his friends, and he can’t seem to help affably
chasing the skirt of the one woman that breaks his easy-going charm
and makes him forget he’s supposed to be the jovial. He hides his
strength in body and magic, never letting others know that he is more
than the carefree man with everything he needs.
determined to stop the killer from harming anyone again. With a plan
of his own, Steven decides he’s done waiting for Rachel to see that
they’re meant to be together and takes things into his own hands.
a flash of magic
witches to stir it all together
targeting their kind.
group of special friends together to use their powers to unmask the
killer and prevent more victims, before moving to the celebration of
small remove: her ability to feel other’s emotions has kept her
guarded and alone. After reeling from the killer’s emotional
tumult, her friends are concerned and looking to protect – none
more than Dade.
reactions with his drums leaves Dade singularly placed to draw the
killer forward, but his concerns is only for Coralee. Always drawn to
her, his past history with women leave him wondering if she ever
could take a chance on him. A gathering that could change everything
by catching the killer just may bring a new love to light.
places, for too long. His light charm carefully keeps others from
seeing the dangerous man that lies inside. He is the first for
justice and will go out of his way to keep the innocent safe. He
finds himself falling for the woman that was a victim of a sick and
vile person and is caught between keeping her out of harm’s way and
completing the job he needs to finish.
that becomes a victim to the vicious attack of a killer. Even though
she survives, she will have to learn to live with the scars for the
rest of her life. In hiding she has to rebuild the strength to get
through it. She is forced to spend her days and nights in the company
of a detective, that seems to have no other plan in life than to
constantly aggravate her and make her want things she may never have
injured, the group of friends pull together to keep him and the
recovering victim of a killer safe. As a result, the group of twelve
become targets of the criminals after Patrick and have to live
together in a safe house for Yule.
follow orders or will they take matters into their own hands?
Georgian Triangle area.
in 2009 she hasn’t stopped. Jacqueline describes her writing as “all
things paranormal”, which she has proven is her niche with
stories of witches, ghosts, physics and shifters now on the
children, most of whom are finally able to look after her instead of
the other way around. Together they do random road trips, that
usually end up with them lost, shopping trips where they push every
button in the toy aisle, hiking when there’s enough time to escape
and bizarre things like creating new daring recipes in the kitchen.
She’s a grandmother to four (so far) and looks forward to corrupting
many more in the years to come.
Excerpt From Book 1, Beltane Magic:
The eight stood in a circle around the small fire pit. Outside the shelter, the rain poured so hard it was a steady, deafening sound. Cora stepped closer to the fire and stared into it. She glanced up and nodded to Leena. Taking Dade’s hand, she whispered, “Let’s hope the ancestors are available tonight.”
Dade lifted her hand and kissed it before he let go. “I’ll make sure they are.” He picked up the instrument in front of him and gently began to shake it from side to side. His lips moved in a silent chant, and he closed his eyes.
Owen watched as Leena and Steven both turned their backs to the circle, facing the pouring rain. Raising their hands, they lowered their heads in concentration. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he’d never have believed. As their heads came up, the wind circled the shelter and blocked out the pouring rain. He could no longer see, or hear, the heavy downpour. Not knowing what to expect, he looked at the others. Chris, Kasey, and Rachel were standing with their hands clasped and staring into the fire as the flames rose, flames that were nearly white now. He blinked just to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
Dade’s motion with the shaker became faster and louder as he moved to stand beside Cora. Her head was thrown back and her eyes closed, she seemed to be shaking with the rhythm of the rattle. Her eyes flew open as she stopped moving and looked into the fire. He could see the sweat beading down her face, and her hands trembled. The look on her face told him she was afraid, but she said nothing. She reached empty hands toward the fire, and the flames flew higher. Not knowing what else to do, Owen went to stand behind her in case he was needed, hoping he would know if he was at some point.
She stepped back and cried out in fear. He caught by the biceps and held her, as Dade instructed. Glancing over her shoulder and into the fire he saw, he blinked again, images. They blurred together and he couldn’t understand them.
Cora cried out again and sagged back against him. He caught her tight against his waist and held her to his chest. His own chest began to burn. He didn’t know what was going on, but he felt compelled to stop it. “Stop now!” He said roughly.
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