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One Touch, One Glance, A Sweet Romance Anthology

(Sweet Romance is Back!)

Blurb:

Elise, a widowed mother, finds attraction in the most unbelievable of forms—a toy store Santa with twinkling blue eyes. Cade, drawn to mother and child, wars with his inner demons. Is his instant and emotional attachment due to the loss of his wife and child? Will a Christmastime miracle heal Elise and Cade’s wounded souls, allowing them a second chance at love?

The Unexpected Gift Excerpt:
Elise gathered Jamie into her arms. She drew the diaper bag over her shoulder and grabbed the shopping bag with the baby doll and book purchases. In the future, she’d need to figure a better way to buy Santa stuff. Jamie would catch on soon.
She wandered through the mall, buying a few gifts for friends. Inside Gunther’s, she spotted a slinky red cocktail dress. As things stood, she had no holiday plans and hadn’t an inkling when or where she’d wear something so beautiful. She took the dress off the rack. Caressing the silk between her fingers, she made a snap decision. This holiday season would be for new beginnings. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d bought anything nice for herself. Not when all her funds went to taking care of their home and providing what Jamie needed or wanted.
Passing a full-length mirror, she held the dress under her chin and studied her reflection. A scruffy man paused behind her. His cold, blue gaze seared her from head to toe.
She shivered, shifted Jamie on her hip, and hurried to the cash register. Elise made her purchase and, juggling Jamie and the shopping bags, exited the building.
She eased the bags onto the asphalt and fumbled for her keys. A quick glance at her watch confirmed they had shopped longer than she’d planned. It would be dark before they arrived home.
She strapped Jamie into the car seat and retrieved the shopping bags. Once on the road, she breathed a sigh of relief, the strange man’s clear and lifeless gaze, the expression on his face, lingering in her mind.
Along Main Street, Christmas lights winked in garland-strung store windows. She turned left on Henderson, leaving the small town of Sheraton behind. About four miles out, her car sputtered, shimmied, and died. Elise frowned. The fuel light glowed red.
How is that possible? I filled the tank yesterday.
"Oh, my god," she moaned, scattering the contents of her purse on the seat. In her mind, she clearly saw her cell phone on the kitchen counter. Her hands had been full.
She hadn’t taken time to grab it because she’d never actually needed the darn thing before.
She looked in the rearview mirror. An exhausted Jamie nodded sleepily in her seat. Elise pushed the driver’s door open and glanced skyward. Daylight faded fast.
Headlights flashed. Elise stepped out and waved her arms. The car slowed, pulling to the edge of the roadway behind her. A door creaked open. Silhouetted in the car’s low beams, a man materialized, gravel crunching beneath his boots. Tiny hairs on her arms prickled and stood on end. A chill settled in her veins at the sight of his face.

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A Celtic Lover's Magic

Freya's Bower Publishing

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Blurb:

Liam MacCauley inherits what he believes to be a mansion in Ireland, from an uncle he's never known. The moment he sets foot on Irish soil nothing is as it seems.

Caileaan, descendent of the Sidhe, gods of ancient Eire, the Tuatha De Danann, longs to dig her toes into the freshly turned earth, toil side by side with a husband, birth his children, know what it is to be loved and live as one with humans.

In a battle of darkness and light, will the evil Fomhoire destroy the promise made to Caileaan, and thwart Liam's chance to attain his heart's desire?

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Excerpt:

In her mind’s eye, Caileaan watched Liam enter the keep through the Gothic front door and sighed. She’d made her presence known the first day. Her wait was almost over, the prophecy nearly fulfilled.

Mortal, but not, Caileaan longed to dig her toes into freshly turned earth, toil side-by-side with a husband, birth his children, know what it was to be loved and alive as one with the humans. For thousands of years, the people of Eire had deemed her people gods.

She wrung her hands. Intellectually superior or no, skilled or no, what difference did it make? The Sidhe were not immortal as legend told. One well-placed blade could send them into the afterworld.

No intricately designed sword or other weaponry had ever been enough. The protection of trustworthy mortals remained essential. Hence, the need for the Macaula family.

Her Sidhe clan had been distraught when, tired of the constant threat of the Fomhoire, Liam’s father moved his family to America.

Although separated by an ocean, her gift of foresight allowed her to watch Liam grow from child to man, and she’d fallen in love with him. Not even the vast distance between continents had kept them apart.

Caileaan sighed as she stroked a midnight black raven’s feather against her cheek. A gray mist swirled, and her body shifted and morphed. Feathers sprouted from her flesh. She flapped her wings and blinked.

High above Macaula’s Keep, she soared. Gliding, she settled into an oak tree near Liam’s bedchamber window. Soon he would sleep, and she’d join him in his dreams.

Liam strode into the room, tugged his shirt over his head, and tossed it aside. Caileaan’s raven heart thumped quickly. Built like a warrior of old, Liam’s broad shoulders rippled. He stripped his jeans from long, muscular thighs. As if sensing her, he moved to the window.

A sensation of longing encompassed her. She dug her talon feet into the branch and concentrated on holding her form. The fullness of his pursed lips and searching amber gaze tugged at her heart. The mortal part of her desired to shift and claim his mouth, but she dared not. The time between dusk and twilight had not yet arrived.

Caileaan flew toward Newgrange, the quartz façade of the cairn a beacon in the moonlight.

She entered through a hidden entrance, opened an ancient, bronzed box, and grasped the charm she sought. With the adder-stone secured around her wrist, she shifted, journeyed back, and lit on the mullioned window ledge. Soundless, and in human form, she entered Liam’s bedchamber...