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Sunday, May 28, 2017
99 cent Flash sale on all the first books by the authors of the Wiccan Haus.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
SOLACE FOR THE PSYCHIC SOUL by Sara Daniel :
Dex Seer has spent his life on the wrong side of the law, working for anyone who will pay him enough to afford the medicine his sister needs to keep from going blind. But the medicine no longer exists. In desperation, he books a stay at the Wiccan Haus to heal his sister. With a sexy government spy following him through the portal, he stands to lose everything he’s spent his life protecting.
After too many years reading the evil, sadistic thoughts of her government’s enemies, Monica Smic is exhausted and cynical. Worse, her soul discovered its mate in a lawless bounty hunter, and staying away from him is destroying her from the inside out. When she passes out on the job, her boss forces her to take a week off at the Wiccan Haus to get her act together.
Despite their mutual distrust, the more time Dex and Monica spend in each other’s company, the more their battered souls find solace in the other’s. But Dex’s first loyalty is to his sister, and Monica’s is to her government. On the Winter Solstice, they will either heal each other or lose everything in winter’s fiercest storm.
ALINA’S LIGHT by Carolyn Spear :
Alina Argal hopes to mix in a little pleasure when she visits her childhood friend Sarka Rowan at Wiccan Haus. She badly needs a boost to her battered ego following a humiliating breakup of her arranged engagement to Thad Yates ,the eldest son of one of the most powerful magical families. A little R and R at the lighthouse should help her get her feet back under her. The last person she expects to find sharing the small lightkeeper's house with is Thad's brother Sean.
Long the black sheep of the family for being born without magic, Sean Yates has always gone his own way. A former Army infantry officer, he now suffers a slight limp and PTSD. His one desire is to win Alina's love now that his brother is out of the picture. But is he really?
Will Alina open herself to the one brother she needs and deserves or marry for duty?
LOVE’S MAGICK by Leigh Daley :
Soren Feodor has never backed down from a challenge. But when his attempt to unlock a treasure fails miserably, his sole hope lies with Emma van Pelt, the only human who ever successfully resisted him. A trip to the Wiccan Haus could heal his body, but Emma knows nothing about the dangers of the magical work that lies before them.
When a chance encounter brought Emma face to face with the mages of the paranormal world, mysterious Soren tried and failed to make her forget it ever happened. Now she’s the only chance he has at revealing the powers of a legendary magical item, provided he will even let her try to help.
Can the two learn to work together and unravel the wards of the Tears of Therin, or will love’s magick be the death of them?
Friday, February 3, 2017
She’s caught between the para and human world…he’s always been an outcast.
At the Wiccan Haus, they’ll find each other and paradise.
As a crossbreed good fairy, Bliss is tired of goodness, light, and everything that’s right. Talk about boring. Her human half demands a bad boy. Someone who’ll curl her hair and toes, while also cherishing her. In other words, the whole enchilada.
Enter Fallon. Tall, dark, handsome, and seriously dangerous. No, seriously. He’s a reaper. Trouble is he’s started to covet human emotions. Longing. Lust. Love. He needs healing fast to get his head screwed on right and go back to the way he was.
Bliss doesn’t agree and is determined to show him another way. Sometimes you have to break all the rules to find your destiny.
Of all the places Fallon wanted to be, the Wiccan Haus wasn’t one of them. Of course, innumerable problems awaited him off the island he couldn’t escape any longer. His superior ordered him here to heal or else.
Fallon couldn’t imagine what new stuff he’d get stuck with that’d be worse than what he’d known his entire existence.
Dread dogged him, but he slung his knapsack over his shoulder. Time to get this show on the road. Then again, maybe not.
Bliss loitered in the doorway, gaze hopeful, lips parted, her fragrance lingering as she did. She smelled of the first warm breeze in spring. Air wrapped in sunshine. Yet her musk conjured visions of decadent nights lost in her carnal embrace. An enticing paradox.
No one had to tell him she was a good fairy with a darker, human side. Sin flared in her gray eyes. Oatmeal-colored freckles sprinkled her small nose and rosy cheeks. For a fae, her height amazed, but her hair color was the ultimate giveaway as to her true ancestry, being a crossbreed. The top part was startling white, the bottom half that grazed her shoulders was pure black. Two toned like Myron’s, but naturally so.
Bliss couldn’t hide what she was any more than Fallon could with himself. Beneath his T-shirt, he bore a mark that revealed his heritage. The seer didn’t have to see it to know what Fallon was. Humans didn’t either. Eventually and instinctively, they caught onto the danger he posed for them or their loved ones.
Bliss hadn’t noticed. Yet.
Her smile invited—a come-on no sane man could resist. Sugar and spice with loads of vice. By all the gods in the universe, she was something. Rather than walk, she glided and wore clothes once popular in the nineteen-sixties: a sheer white blouse with puffy sleeves and faded blue jeans. She was and wasn’t barefoot, having tied strings around her slender toes and ankles then decorated them with silver and crystal hearts. Wickedly cute.
She should leave.
She had no business being around him. For her to believe he could deliver anything but grief, as he had to countless others, was seriously nuts. His outer appearance and persona attracted her, not the monster inside. The reaper he was and would always be.
Contrary to what humans or many paras believed, reapers weren’t skeletal, decked out in funeral attire, their hair oily and slicked back, skin icy, breath fetid.
Even the bravest fool would run from someone like that, which made reaping far too difficult.
TGR, or The Grim Reaper, Fallon’s boss, came up with a solution. He made his male and female soldiers attractive so they could easily seduce those whose souls they sought. Like a moth drawn to a flame or a fly stuck in a spider’s web, the poor suckers didn’t see anything but good looks and forgot to protect themselves until it was too late. That’s when Fallon and his fellow reapers pounced. The mortals still fought, pleaded, and wailed, but by then they didn’t have a prayer.
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Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
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Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Thursday, January 5, 2017
Three couples on the island for one week...can Cyrus heal them all?
Under the harvest moon, so much is possible even for two dragons with no one else in the world.
Maaka believed his whole life he was normal. Until, one day, at the end of the haka his New Zealand rugby team chanted every game, he blew fire. Now, he has been presented with two weeks at the exclusive Wiccan Haus resort. He hopes a little rest and relaxation will take away the heat.
Vyaler Crimson has a chip on her shoulder larger than her four-foot dragon. The last place she wants to be is at the Wiccan Haus. But when Rekkus orders her presence, she can’t think of a way out. Within hours of arriving on the island, her whole world is turned upside down. Not only does she find her mate, he has no idea he is a dragon.
Can two dragons manage the heat, or will they fall hard?
Welcome back to the Wiccan Haus.
Crouching Lion, Hidden Human
By TL REEVE
Lachlan Onyx is on mandatory leave until he can get his head on straight. Diagnosed with PTSD, he has withdrawn from everyone and everything. However, the lion in him refuses to back down and allow him to wallow in self-pity. After receiving an invitation to visit the Wiccan Haus, he takes it. If it means getting back into the field and doing what he loves, he's willing to give it a shot. Except, there's one problem—Patrick.
CIA Counter Terrorism Analyst Patrick Smith—not his real name, is burned out. After seventeen years in a gray, monitor-filled room, he needs some time away. The more he sees, or learns about, the more it tears apart his soul. So, on the advice of his therapist, he signs up for a little getaway to the Wiccan Haus, in hopes of washing away the black spots on his soul. However, when he sees Lachlan Onyx, he finds a kindred spirit and, in less than a week, his whole world is turned upside down.
Samara Ramos, isn’t sure an island retreat can help her. After a mission gone wrong, she’s spent her time rehabbing and hiding. In order to take an instructional position within military, she has to complete a critical retraining, including learning how to use her prosthetic leg. When she sees her mission commander, she doesn’t know what to do, and when she sees a man who sets her on fire, she’s ready to go home. A week with Garrett and Lachlan could destroy her, or it could bring her back from the brink of self-destruction.
Power to Forgive
By Michele Ryan
Once a powerful psychic, Molly Ranford is damaged from years of captivity and forced to use her abilities to obtain information and hurt others. Wiccan Haus is her last hope to heal and recover the powers she lost when she was freed.
Benjamin Kogan, Navy SEAL and part of the Para Elite force who rescued Molly and brought her to the Syndicate, can't stop thinking about the fragile girl he saved that day. The briefest contact overwhelmed her, leaving her paralyzed with fear. Forced to withdraw from her side, Ben knew her injured psyche couldn't handle anything else. However, he made himself a promise: he’d find the raven-haired beauty when the time was right.
During the harvest celebration at the Wiccan Haus, Molly must learn, with the love and help of her soul mate, to forgive herself and leave the past where it belongs—in the past.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
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If you’re in the northern hemisphere, today is the Winter Solstice—also known as the first day of winter. If you’re in the southern hemisphere, your summer officially begins today and you’re not to talk to me until I can feel my toes again. The heat’s broken in my office and nowhere else, and don’t think I haven’t gotten wise to certain family members’ efforts to make me socialize during the holidays (I’m looking right at you, Sage and Cemil).
But the solstice is a time of forgiveness and rebirth, and since it’s warmer out here by Myron’s computer, I’ve offered to do our Yule blog post. At great personal inconvenience, I might add.
Many religions celebrate holy days this time of year, a time of family, friends, and gift-giving that can be traced back thousands of years. And even secular celebrations touch on the traditions we know and love. One popular decoration you’ll see is mistletoe.
Especially around here, and did no one think of how badly that could end up when some of the guests see the rest of us as Meals on Wheels?
The tradition of kissing under this (poisonous!) plant comes from embracing to show you were friend. Legend says that Vikings, upon meeting a foe under mistletoe, would lay down arms and meet in peace. But did you know that mistletoe is for more than just kissing? In ancient times, it was called heal all, and many people today still believe in its uses in treating heart conditions, convulsive disorders, and even cancer. But don’t go out and start tinkering with it yourself! Mistletoe is toxic, and has been known to cause seizures in children. Always consult your healer before adding any potions to your health care.
Luckily, there are many ways to use mistletoe in magic that don’t involve my special potion-making skills. For example:
- Hang a sprig of mistletoe over your door to bring peace and friendship to your house (and to protect against lightning!).
- Burn some mistletoe to banish evil.
- An amulet carved from mistletoe wood will promote fertility.
- A sprig of mistletoe under your pillow or hanging from the headboard will promote restful sleep and peaceful dreams.
- Share a kiss with your lover under the mistletoe and your love will endure.
And many more.
Mistletoe is such a useful plant, I have plenty in my stores no matter what time of year. If you have need, please come see me in the main Haus.
I’ve got to go now. We have a whole group of young vampires coming in for the next week, and I think that's my cue to hex my heater into submission.
A joyous and peaceful Yule to you all,