Authors Kallysten and Tricia Schneider (that's me!) organized this Very Paranormal holidays Blog Hop to share their love for paranormal romance, help you discover new authors, win books, prizes... and maybe a brand new Kindle Fire!
The Holiday Season is upon us and I have an extra reason to celebrate this year. My newest release, The Witch's Thief, is available now on Kindle and Paperback!
And since this is the season of giving I have other good news to share with readers...
My publisher, The Wild Rose Press, is celebrating the holidays with a 25 Days of Christmas Sale! That means all their digital titles are 25% off until Christmas Day! This is the perfect time to stock up on all those romances you've been wanting to buy. Or take a chance on a new author! There's a romance for everyone at The Wild Rose Press!
This SALE includes the first two books in The Merriweather Witches:
And as a special holiday treat for readers...if you get a chance to see this post anytime between December 17-21 you can hurry over to Amazon Kindle to get a copy of The Witch's Thief for FREE!
This is a limited time offer!
Get a copy for yourself, your mom, your sister, your neighbor. It's Christmas! It's the time for giving! Do you know anyone who loves paranormal romance? Get a copy for them, too! This is a great time of year to give the gift of books.
Don't have a Kindle? No problem! You can get a Free Kindle app for your PC, mobile or tablet.
Did you miss any of these sales? Not to worry! I don't want anyone to feel left out.
Anyone who leaves a comment on my blog will be eligible to win other prizes.
I'll be picking 2 random winners for this one! Be sure to leave your email address in the comment section on this blog post so I can contact you if you should win!
The Prizes
1st Prize
A $10.00 Amazon Gift Card
2nd Prize
A Kindle copy of The Witch's Thief
A Very Paranormal Holidays Blog Hop
Grand Prize
A Brand New Kindle Fire HD! (7", 16GB, wi-fi, no ads)
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Blurb:
To save her sister’s life, Julia Grey seeks a spell hidden somewhere
within Merriweather Manor. Her position as a lady's companion affords
her the freedom to search the house. But time is running out. The
necromancer she's bargained with is growing impatient. And an unexpected
appearance of a man from her past makes matters worse in an already
complicated situation.
Basil Merriweather returns to England after ten years abroad to discover his childhood sweetheart living in his home. But, he's no longer the carefree man of his youth and she's hiding something--deadly secrets Basil vows to uncover even as he hides a dark secret of his own.
While neither Basil nor Julia will trust in the other, their hearts speak a truer language. In a grand attempt to save Julia's sister and Basil's life, the two must finally confess sinister truths. Will their admissions help or hinder any future they may have together? Or will the necromancer destroy all in a vile attempt at revenge.
Excerpt:
"What are you doing?"
He ignored her frantic questioning. Instead, he blocked out the sound of her voice and raised his arms into the air at his sides, his fingers splayed out as he extended his senses to scan the area. His power eased out, like extensions of his fingertips, stretching into the corners of the room, seeking, searching for the source of the magic he sensed.
It was here. Somewhere.
He had sensed it earlier on his arrival, but being that his aunt and siblings practiced magic on a regular basis he'd never given it a second thought.
This room, however, stank with it. He smelled the odor, something strangely like sulfur...
"A spell has been cast in this room," he muttered. A strange spell. Odd. A spell he'd never sensed before, something new. It felt off in some way he couldn't explain. Who would be working new magic of this kind in his home? And, in this room in particular. Aunt Petunia worked her spells in the privacy of her rooms upstairs, or sometimes in the gardens, but never in this room. And his siblings each practiced in their own private settings, places where they could concentrate without the threat of being disturbed.
He took a step closer to the center of the room where he sensed a surge of power. He shivered as coldness seeped into his skin. It wrapped around his arm, sinking into his flesh, right down to the bone.
The magic in his house was always full of warmth and gentleness. Goodness and love. This magic chilled him to the bone. His heart skipped a beat. There was fear, terror, pain.
This spell was full of darkness.
Basil Merriweather returns to England after ten years abroad to discover his childhood sweetheart living in his home. But, he's no longer the carefree man of his youth and she's hiding something--deadly secrets Basil vows to uncover even as he hides a dark secret of his own.
While neither Basil nor Julia will trust in the other, their hearts speak a truer language. In a grand attempt to save Julia's sister and Basil's life, the two must finally confess sinister truths. Will their admissions help or hinder any future they may have together? Or will the necromancer destroy all in a vile attempt at revenge.
Excerpt:
"What are you doing?"
He ignored her frantic questioning. Instead, he blocked out the sound of her voice and raised his arms into the air at his sides, his fingers splayed out as he extended his senses to scan the area. His power eased out, like extensions of his fingertips, stretching into the corners of the room, seeking, searching for the source of the magic he sensed.
It was here. Somewhere.
He had sensed it earlier on his arrival, but being that his aunt and siblings practiced magic on a regular basis he'd never given it a second thought.
This room, however, stank with it. He smelled the odor, something strangely like sulfur...
"A spell has been cast in this room," he muttered. A strange spell. Odd. A spell he'd never sensed before, something new. It felt off in some way he couldn't explain. Who would be working new magic of this kind in his home? And, in this room in particular. Aunt Petunia worked her spells in the privacy of her rooms upstairs, or sometimes in the gardens, but never in this room. And his siblings each practiced in their own private settings, places where they could concentrate without the threat of being disturbed.
He took a step closer to the center of the room where he sensed a surge of power. He shivered as coldness seeped into his skin. It wrapped around his arm, sinking into his flesh, right down to the bone.
The magic in his house was always full of warmth and gentleness. Goodness and love. This magic chilled him to the bone. His heart skipped a beat. There was fear, terror, pain.
This spell was full of darkness.
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