I’m pretty sure I’ve never completed my To-Do List. It’s an ongoing tally of one task after another from now until eternity. Therefore, from the moment I wake in the morning, until dusk begins to descend, I’m narrowing down that list. Hence, most days I’m extremely thankful when dusk arrives. My To-Do List may not be done, but I am.
Dusk brings peace and a time to relax and reflect on the day and plan for tomorrow. The colorful sunset rejoices in celebration of all that’s been accomplished. The embrace of the stillness and silence of the world gives permission to light a scented candle, snuggle under a blanket and watch a movie or read a book to escape the day’s worries. The weight of tasks left unfinished lifts away with the setting of the sun and the promise of another day.
Grandma Must Die
A Touch of Magic Series
Maureen L. Bonatch
A paranormal romance from The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: October 07, 2015
Cover Artist: Debbie Taylor, DCA Graphics
She's a witch hunting a spell. He's hunting witches and falling for her.
Carman has worn out more towns and last names than impractical shoes protecting the secret of her magic blood. But when a friend goes missing, and another is infected with a deadly spell, Carman must choose. Expose her magic blood by curing the spell—or stop the infection from spreading by killing the source…the grandmother.
Magic bounty hunter Dylan has scoured libraries of banned magic paraphernalia seeking a method to distinguish genuine witches from impersonators. He suspects unorthodox librarian Carman might hold this information tighter than the hair he’s dying to unleash from her bun. With a past as hidden as his sleeve of tattoos, Dylan discovers he’s been used to gain Carman’s trust and their passion risks more than mixing mortals and magic.
…once she’d started Carman couldn’t stop,
the book beckoned. Pressing its spine against her palm, begging her to search within the pages to find the answers she’d unconsciously sought her entire life. As she lifted the book, her scalp tingled and her hair elevated like a halo.
“Whoa.” Dylan shielded himself with his hands. “Put it back, slowly, because this is reminding me too much of the incident with the chest. Having my apartment blown up from magic isn’t covered in my rent.”
The plastic evaporated in a puff of smoke in Carman’s hands and the book unsealed with a sigh. She smiled, the welcoming warmth emanating from within its pages against her palms. Why had Mother kept her from this? This is what she’d been waiting for.
As curiosity overtook his common sense, she detected Dylan’s cautious approach. He stood close enough to peer over her shoulder into her book, but far enough away to avoid touching her.
After the shockwave the last time their skin met, he probably worried he’d ruin another pair of pants. Carman closed her eyes, absorbing the power from the book. The delicious feeling evoked a sensation like melting chocolate, sweet and satisfying.
“I remember hearing about her, Esmeralda Wrath. I wonder if this was her book?” Dylan’s warm breath caressed her shoulder.
Carman opened her eyes and examined the page. To stare right at a photo of the most powerful witch of all time…her grandmother.
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Fun Facts about Grandma Must Die:
The inspiration for the church/library and the town in the story are located along a bike path the author frequents.
A church that now operates as a bar the author has visited inspired the interior of the church/library in the story.
The heroine, Carman, is obsessed with sexy, stilettos
No real Grandmas were harmed in the making of this fictional story. In real life everyone loves Grandmas (unless, of course, they’ve been infected with a nasty spell).
About the Author:
Maureen realized later in life everyone didn’t have characters telling stories in their heads, or weren’t envisioning magic and mayhem within the everyday. This, and long walks in the beautiful state of Pennsylvania spawned a love of writing.
Therefore she’s chased other interests, though none-the-less-daring, but closer to the ground, such as belly-dancing, becoming a self-proclaimed tequila connoisseur, fulfilling her role as biker babe to her alpha hubby and surviving motherhood to twins (so far).
Penning stories boasting laughter, light suspense and something magical in the hope of sharing her love of finding the extraordinary in the ordinary world.
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