Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Rescue Torin in 5 DAYS! #RunesSeries #Seeress @EdnahWalters

Coming April 28th
Seeress
Runes Series: Book 3

“Breakfast is on the stove,” Femi called from the foot of the stairs when she saw me. She was on her way to Dad’s room with a tray.

“Thanks. Is he up?”

“Yes.” She pushed the door with her shoulder. “Stop by before you leave.”

In other words, he wasn’t ready for company. Femi meant well. She was overprotective of Dad and only allowed me to see him when he was at his best. Most of the time, I didn’t mind. But after last night, I really wanted to see if he was ok.

I wasn’t in the mood for eggs. I dropped frozen waffles in the toaster and finished my drink. Outside, the sun was warming our yard. I wondered how long that was going to last. Six more weeks of school then summer break and my eighteenth birthday. I couldn’t wait.

I had a lot planned for my birthday. For now, I was taking it one day at a time. Dealing with Norns had been rough, but hopefully they were gone. For now anyway. I was under the protection of the gods. All because I would foresee the beginning of Ragnarok, the battle between the gods and the giants, the flooding and destruction of the worlds. It sounded all too surreal. Me, a mere seventeen year old would foresee the exact moment the world ended.

“He’s ready now,” Femi called out, snapping me out of my day dream. I left my bags at the entrance of the portal and went to see Dad. He was listening to an audio book.

“Morning, Daddy. What are you listening to?”

“The book we forgot to read last night.”

“We can continue after school.” He patted my hand and I froze. Funny how a small thing as a touch could mean so much. I smiled and turned my hand to grip his.

“Can you run by the shop after school and see how things are going?” he asked.

“Sure.”

“And, uh, ask Jared about tax forms and the inventory. I know it’s asking a lot—”

“It’s okay. I can handle it.” I pressed a kiss on his cheek. “Love you.”

“Same here, kiddo.”

I left his room, grabbed my things and engaged my runes. The runes on the frame responded and the mirror became grainy. “See you later, Femi.”

She blew me a kiss. “Have fun, doll.”

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Wake up to Torin in 6 DAYS! #RunesSeries #Seeress @EdnahWalters

Coming April 28th
Seeress
Runes Series: Book 3
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19455949-seeress

“Good morning, Freckles,” Torin whispered against my lips, his hand slipping lower.

“Behave,” I warned, grabbed his hand and brought it back to my waist. He chuckled, the sound sexy.

“You scratch and I scratch back.”

Now he was putting ideas in my head. “Sounds fair.”

“I love it when you agree with me.” He planted a kiss on my nose. “Last night must have been great. You had a smile on your face earlier when I stopped by.”

“Watching me sleep is creepy.”

“I like creepy, but I hate this new sleeping arrangement.”

Me too. We’d agreed on brief goodnight and morning kisses while Mom was gone. No sleepovers. No risking things getting out of hand. Mom was my chastity belt, her impeccable timing just when things got interesting never failed to amaze me.

In one smooth move, he rolled us over, so he was on top. “Tell me about last night.”

Was he serious? I couldn’t think. “I, uh… uh…”

“Breathe, Freckles,” he whispered.

Stinker. “I had Dad back and it was great, but we lost to the Grizzlies. A win would have made the night perfect.”

“I’m sure having you there made it memorable for him.” After another long kiss, Torin shifted. Cool air rushed in to replace him and I shivered. “Come over to the mansion when you’re ready. I need to see Blaine about something.”

“Is everything okay?”

“He wants to move out, but I want him to stay. We have to stick together despite our petty differences. He’s an asset I don’t want to lose.” He ran a finger along my nose and stood.

Once he left, I sipped the coffee and smiled. It was scary how he knew what I liked. He paid attention to details. One of his many loveable qualities. The ding of my phone greeted me when I left the shower.

Cora. I texted her back, then got ready as fast as I could.

FAIRY TALE HOPP: Norse Tales of Valkyries, Gods and Goddesses come to life in the RUNES series by @ednahwalters


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What is a FAIRY TALE: a story about magical and imaginary beings and lands. And that is what I write. Norse Fairy Tales. Magical beings and lands. Asgard and Muspell, Valhalla and Hel.
 
Join us on FACEBOOK as we celebrate the release of Seeress next week on the 28th of April.
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I love Torin St. James...
I need his strength…
But someone from his past wants me dead...
Raine Cooper is certain of two things: her love for Torin St. James and her destiny to be a powerful seeress. But when she starts having premonitions, they are unclear and disturbing. Worse, they involve Torin. With her mother gone, her father dying, and her best friend in Hel, she is not sure who to talk to. 
 
But when the visions become more personal and she foresees her future with Torin threatened by someone from his past, Raine becomes desperate for answers. Just her luck two new students arrive at her school and they seem to have answers. When with them, her powers are enhanced and her visions become clear. There is only one problem: Torin forbids Raine to see the two girls.
 
Can their love survive without trust?

TEASER:



“I plan to be her RA and TA," Torin said. "Then we’ll start working on our basketball team.”
“Basketball team?” Cora asked.
Torin gave me a slow grin. I knew that smile too well. He was about to say something naughty. “The number of children I want,” he said.
I choked on my drink. Where the heck did that come from? He had the nerve to pat my back and whisper, “You okay, luv?”
I wanted to neuter him. We hadn’t even talked about college, let alone marriage and kids. I assumed he planned to propose and wait for my response before I started popping out those babies. Babies. With Torin. The thought was mind boggling.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have a couple of centuries to practice and fulfill all my other fantasies before we start,” he added.
My face, I was sure, was as red as the jewelry I’d borrowed from Mom’s box. I couldn’t come up with a response, so I stared at the flickering candle light and plotted his slow demise. Would he haunt me if I decapitated him? Probably.
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Monday, April 21, 2014

Check out Torin in 7 DAYS! #RunesSeries #Seeress @EdnahWalters

 Coming April 28th
Seeress
Runes Series: Book 3
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19455949-seeress

My throat felt funny from all the yelling the next morning. Last night, Dad had acted like his old self, bringing back memories. He and Eirik used to watch games and yell at players. Eirik…

I missed him. Worried about him. I tried not to, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t care that he’d chosen to visit his parents in Hel. The fact remained it had been months and we still hadn’t heard from him.

But worrying about him wasn’t going to bring him back.

I jumped up and walked to the window. Torin was in his kitchen. He was shirtless. Those abs. That sculptured, endless chest. There out to be a law against men like him and sweatpants that hang so low they bordered on indecency. He reached down and scratched his butt.

I giggled. Only Torin could look hot doing that.

He disappeared from the window. Dang it. He was supposed to glance out the window and check on me first. Now I wasn’t going to get my morning coffee.

I turned to head to the shower and he walked through the portal shirtless and barefoot. He had the sexiest feet ever. I ogled him a little. Okay, a lot.

“You continue with that and I’ll forget your mom is not here?” he warned, putting the cup on my dresser.

I braced myself against his chest, went on my toes and kissed him. I couldn’t help what I did next. I scratch his butt. “Still itchy?”

He chuckled, wrapping an arm around my waist. “I knew you were checking me out, you perv.”

“How? Your back was to me.”

“I have lustful-eyes-on-me radar.” My feet left the floor as his lips claimed mine in a kiss that shot from warm to scorching in warp speed. Then we were rolling on the bed. I did what any sane girl would do when met with a force beyond her control. I soaked it all in and clung.

He tasted amazing. Coffee, vanilla, and stomach-curling goodness. He rolled again so I was on top. He knew how I loved that. My thick hair formed a curtain around us. He loved that.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Hoppy Easter Eggstravaganza: New Release in the Runes Series, SEERESS




WELCOME TO
4th Annual Hoppy Easter Eggstravaganza Giveaway Hop
April 17th to 24th

Hosted by I Am A Reader, Not A Writer & Read Now Sleep Later
 
 
I'm thrilled to announce the upcoming release of SEERESS, the third instalment in the RUNES series. You can start reading this series by winning a copy of Runes (See Below).
 
FYI: I have a book (GRIMNIRS) that bridges IMMORTALS (book #2) and SEERESS (book #3).
Because of the ocassional swearing and intense kissing/love scenes in Grimnirs, I plan to release a CLEAN version at the same time as SEERESS

Join us on FACEBOOK as we celebrate the release of Seeress.
 


TEASER from SEERESS: 



“Apologize first.”

“Torin, this is not the time to play games.”

“Who said I’m playing.” He braced himself on the door frame and lowered his head until he and I were on the same eye level. “You told me to stay away from you. Unforgiveable. You implied our relationship might not survive. Totally wrong and cruel. But the worst part, you said your feelings for me made you weak.” His eyebrows shot up. “Weak? Seriously? What in Hel’s Mist does that mean?”

He was serious. “Are you forgetting what happened before I said those things?”

“So no apology?”

“No.” I was dying to, but he had to understand I wasn’t a breakable doll.

He stepped back and slammed the door in my face.

My jaw dropped. No, he didn’t. That arrogant man didn’t just do that. I turned to walk downstairs, so angry I wanted to chuck something. Halfway down the stairs, I stopped and glared at my phone, wishing I could send him a nasty text. Too bad he wouldn’t see it.

I stomped back.

When I burst into his room, he was waiting. His eyes said he’d known I’d be back.
“Let me tell you exactly what I think of your tantrum, Valkyrie.

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Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Promotional Event | **FREE** Stepping Off A Cliff by Doug Dillon @Doug__Dillon

Title:  Stepping Off A Cliff
Author:  Doug Dillon
The St. Augustine Trilogy: Book II
Length:  321 Pages
Genre: YA Paranormal
Released:  Nov. 29, 2013

EXCERPT

“Mr. Lobo, sir.” Carla interrupted him, with just a hint of sarcasm. “Could you please cut the meteorology report and one of you two tell me about your little walk?” She fired a quick glance at me and went back to eyeballing Lobo.

I loved it how she emphasized the word Mr., just the way Lobo had addressed me when I first met him—Mr. Golden.

His eyes glittering, Lobo crammed half a pizza slice into his mouth instead of responding immediately. Chewing slowly, just to teach her a lesson, I was sure, his gaze never wavered even when he grabbed his bottle of beer and washed down that last bit of food.

Arms crossed in front of her, Carla stared back at him with arched eyebrows, waiting for her answer.

“Patience, young lady, patience,” Lobo growled as he wiped his lips with a napkin. At the words, “young lady,” Carla’s jaw muscles tightened and she fixed him with a smoldering stare of her own. She hates it when adults call her that.

“I’ll tell you,” I said, also getting tired of Lobo’s delaying, lesson-teaching tactics. So for the next fifteen or twenty minutes as we continued to eat, and with Lobo eventually helping, I told her about the walk he and I had taken. So between the two of us, she got it all—Lobo’s statement about Mom’s visit as a warning, his sense of a coming and possibly dangerous event, the visit to my old house, the dragonflies up on San Marco and lastly, my experience with Frozen Time.

As we finished, she looked at me in disbelief, her eyes wide. “Frozen Time? It was you who did that? On the battlefield back in December?” Her expression seemed to say, “My, my, look at you.”

“Jeff’s ability to freeze time and your ability to manipulate matter and energy,” Lobo told Carla, “might well be needed if indeed this warning by Jeff’s mother proves valid.”

“Lobo,” Carla said. “You keep talking about this warning from Jeff’s mom combined with your own perceptions about an event that could occur, but you won’t tell us what you know. Come on! The more we understand, the better prepared we’ll be.”

You go, girl! She was so on target.

About the Author
A former award-winning educator, Doug writes about things paranormal and historical. His interest in the paranormal comes from personal experiences as detailed in the nonfiction adult book he and wife wrote titled, AN EXPLOSION OF BEING: AN AMERICAN FAMILY'S JOURNEY INTO THE PSYCHIC. Out of those events and extensive historical research, he created SLIDING BENEATH THE SURFACE for young adults, Book I of the St. Augustine Trilogy. Doug set his trilogy in the oldest and most haunted city in the United States, St. Augustine, Florida not only for those reasons, but also because it's his favorite place to visit. Books II and III of the trilogy are on the way.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Tour Stop | Stepping Off A Cliff by Doug Dillon @Doug__Dillon

Title:  Stepping Off A Cliff
Author:  Doug Dillon
The St. Augustine Trilogy: Book II
Length:  321 Pages
Genre: YA Paranormal
Released:  Nov. 29, 2013

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An otherworldly, evil and dangerous force infests America’s oldest and most haunted city, St. Augustine, Florida. Everyone living there, or visiting, is at risk in ways too horrible to imagine.

Standing between this invader and the people of St. Augustine are teenagers Jeff and Carla, the mysterious Native American shaman, Lobo, and Lyle, the homeless guy.

In their quest to save themselves and all the inhabitants of this ancient Florida city, Jeff and Carla uncover lost parts of St. Augustine history, push past the limits of space and time, and come face-to-face with what they come to realize are the true walking dead.

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About the Author
A former award-winning educator, Doug writes about things paranormal and historical. His interest in the paranormal comes from personal experiences as detailed in the nonfiction adult book he and wife wrote titled, AN EXPLOSION OF BEING: AN AMERICAN FAMILY'S JOURNEY INTO THE PSYCHIC. Out of those events and extensive historical research, he created SLIDING BENEATH THE SURFACE for young adults, Book I of the St. Augustine Trilogy. Doug set his trilogy in the oldest and most haunted city in the United States, St. Augustine, Florida not only for those reasons, but also because it's his favorite place to visit. Books II and III of the trilogy are on the way.