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Title: Ethereal Bodies
Series: The Powers That Be Trilogy Book 3
Author: Ali Lucia Sky
Genre: Magical Realism, PNR, New Adult
Release Date: April 11, 2022
Cover Design: Marcos Nogueira

“Ethereal Bodies, The Powers That Be Book 3, by Ali Lucia Sky wraps up this series with a badass bow. Like, picture a bow so out of this world that it both tickles your fancy and makes you feel all sorts of things. That rollercoaster of emotions is how I feel this final book was.” ~Booknook Reviews

What happens when a Maker falls in love and no amount of wishing will bring back his soulmate?
Lexa Penby has always been happy being the loyal friend. She knows her worth and forgiving the Maker, Tristan, for his many transgressions is a big ask. When it’s revealed that thanks to him and her best friend, Thea, her old life is over. She has to make the ultimate choice.
Meanwhile, the demon world has re-awakened and one mate is committing the most consummate betrayal.
Note: ETHEREAL BODIES is a New Adult book and for readers over the age of 18+ due to sexual content, substance abuse, references to sexual assault and profanity.

“I wish–” Tristan starts. I throw up my hand with my finger raised to shush him.

“STOP! Enough with the pointless wishes. You are being a shit friend and taking advantage of me and I’m tired of it.” I huff. “Michaela is right, pull your big boy pants up. Think it through and get it done in one fucking wish or don’t, but you get one more wish. Nothing more. Otherwise, you will keep asking for stuff you are going to regret.”

“How do I get rid of the wishes I don’t want?” Tristan asks.

“You don’t. It doesn’t work that way. You can’t just take back the things you say. They can’t be unsaid.” I sigh, examining my salad. It’s swimming in ranch dressing and inedible. 

I don’t even like ranch dressing.

Tristan looks up at the ceiling, doing some mental gymnastics. “There are about seventy-two wishes I need to rescind.”

I nod. “Yes. Although, I count ninety-eight.” I reconsider my sandwich before picking it up and taking a bite of the ham and cheese. 

A group of girls Thea’s age are being seated nearby and their eyes are glued to us. This is one of the things that makes me uncomfortable. I’ve recently turned nineteen. Thea’s a few months shy of turning seventeen. It gives Gabe a lot of ammunition to give me shit, and when girls her age give me attention, I feel like a total creeper. I feel like I’m doing something wrong. 

At the moment, these girls are looking at Tristan and I like we are on the menu. 

“I only made ninety-nine,” Tristan pouts. “Why are you picking on me?”

“I’m not. All but the last one were garbage. But it’s not like you can take out the trash, so it’s just too bad that they are all out there waiting to come true now.” I say, looking away from the other table and focusing on Tristan.

“They were?” He looks at me quizzically. “You really think they were rubbish?”

I suck on my bottom lip and nod. “Yeah. The only one that is meaningful and has any shot of working at all in your favor, is the last one. All the others are complete crap. You opened up the game to so many other guys with about fifty of your wishes, and thirty of them are really all about your ego. I mean, she does talk to you–”

Ali Lucia Sky is the author of The Powers That Be series. She lives in Southern California with her husband and a house full of kitty cats and a yard full of crows.
She loves laughing, drinking good coffee, the smell of pizza, and supporting animal rescues.
When she isn’t writing or dreaming of new stories, she can be found planning her next vacation because traveling is LIFE.
If you encounter her in the wild, don’t be offended if she should run away. She’s timid with strangers, but can be plied with shiny things and pictures of your cat or dog.
She’s a weirdo like that.
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Possession

Series: Memphis Magic, #1

By Andrea Hagan

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𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑰’𝒎 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑴𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆’𝒔 𝑨𝒖𝒃𝒓𝒚 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈—𝑰’𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎.

Yes, I lead a séance I had no business leading in the first place. No, I’m not a channeler of spirit, but let me explain. I was only trying to help a mother find her missing daughter, and then a cocky half-incubus had the nerve to possess me! You’d think a clairvoyant kitchen witch would have seen this coming.

No need to panic. I can figure out a way to exorcise Damion Blackmon, assuming I can withstand his seduction in the meantime. Oh, and he’s agreed to help me find out who killed my best friend. Deals with devils. I’m not sure if it’s my soul or my heart that’s at risk.

But don’t worry, my grandma was a voyeur in a past life and she’ll catch you up to speed. In extremely graphic detail. A word of warning—do not let my aunt talk you into a juice cleanse. Nothing magic about that, I promise.

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄.

**Author’s Note: Possession is book 1 of the Memphis Magic series. If you like witches and demons; forced proximity with a twist; quirky characters; laugh out loud moments; mystery; smoking hot slow burn; steam; grumpy cat; and even grumpier police detective, then this series is for you. And you don’t even have to sell your soul to read it.

About Andrea Hagan:

I’ve been a writer my whole life, I just didn’t know it. As a kid I would watch soaps with my mom and then lie awake at night and come up with dialogue in my head for the characters. I’d get the look in church when I was writing down what I’m sure was extremely angst filled poetry and song lyrics in the blank corners of the Sunday bulletin. So I did what any good writer would do, and that’s ignore my calling and get an accounting degree, followed by a law degree. I would like to state for the record that I am a reformed lawyer, emphasis on reformed.

I write sweet and spicy romance with a side of magic. Fantasy, witchcraft, demonology and angelology, mysticism and the occult, if it goes bump in the night, add a little romance and a HEA and I’m your girl!

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Ceridwen Gault—mage whose life has turned upside down.

Her powers are now so overused she can’t access them, Ceri finds out the identity of the father of her son from a powerful ally. That’s helpful, since she never knew his name or appearance. But now she has to deal with rapid-fire attacks on herself and her family while trying to maintain a façade of normalcy and retain her job.

As it all comes to a decisive fight, she discovers that with the help of her almost-boyfriend, Nick, she’s able to free Goblins from their enslavement without draining her powers again.

Things just keep getting crazier and crazier for Ceri. She’s hanging on for the ride at this point, hoping to salvage her sanity. And maybe get to know Nick a little better. **wink**

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Title: Ethereal Bodies

Series: The Powers That Be Trilogy Book 3
Author: Ali Lucia Sky
Genre: Magical Realism, PNR, New Adult
Release Date: April 11, 2022
Cover Design: Marcos Nogueira
What happens when a Maker falls in love and no amount of wishing will bring back his soulmate?
 
Lexa Penby has always been happy being the loyal friend. She knows her worth and forgiving the Maker, Tristan, for his many transgressions is a big ask. When it’s revealed that thanks to him and her best friend, Thea, her old life is over. She has to make the ultimate choice.
Meanwhile, the demon world has re-awakened and one mate is committing the most consummate betrayal.
Note: ETHEREAL BODIES is a New Adult book and for readers over the age of 18+ due to sexual content, substance abuse, references to sexual assault and profanity.

I decide to go back to what we’d originally been discussing. “The other Makers have Made Worlds. I’ve Made one World in all of the time I’ve been in creation, and I’ve Made countless souls.”

I look into her eyes so she could see me. “I’ve always felt the smaller works are more precious.”

There is a heavy silence before she speaks again. “Only one World? What World is that?”

“World Seventeen. I had to Make it. Our teachers, the Czen, were testing us and we were given tasks. Worlds One through Ten were Made in secret. We weren’t to be Making them when we did. Asa and Astrid were precocious. Cosima and Riyu Made bands and tribes of denizens for them. I watched and tried to Make their lives better. I guess you could say, I was afraid I would Make mistakes if I tried to work on a larger scale.” 

I swallow at the heartache I remember feeling for the souls. “Some of those who lived in the early Worlds suffered severely. With Astrid, we imbued some with an extra spark, souls. We perfected it, and soon, some started reincarnating on other Worlds. Well, the Worlds where souls could populate. No soul will ever be reincarnated into a non-human being, despite what some believe. So those who believe that their loved ones return as their dogs, are wrong. But souls with that spark, can be born again and again.”

“And those without?” Lexa can barely whisper the question, fearing the answer.

“They die out. In many Worlds, Cosima and Riyu create them for sacrifice or entertainment. They suffer for no reason and die with no hope of reward. It’s terrible. I couldn’t stand it.”

“So, World Seventeen?” she prompts.

“It’s where all those who die without souls go. This World we are in right now, is forever expanding to endure an increasing population. Some of that is because of us Makers. There are so many soulless here. When they die, they go to another World that is also forever expanding to endure an increasing population.” I move away from Lexa to sit down on the crushed velvet settee.

“Why?” she asks, drawn to me. She moves until she is in front of me, then crawls into my lap to straddle me.

“Because they need somewhere to go.” I trace her cheek with my fingertip.

Ali Lucia Sky is the author of The Powers That Be series. She lives in Southern California with her husband and a house full of kitty cats and a yard full of crows.
She loves laughing, drinking good coffee, the smell of pizza, and supporting animal rescues.
When she isn’t writing or dreaming of new stories, she can be found planning her next vacation because traveling is LIFE.
If you encounter her in the wild, don’t be offended if she should run away. She’s timid with strangers, but can be plied with shiny things and pictures of your cat or dog.
She’s a weirdo like that.
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Blurb: 

The Quarter holds secrets. Some, more deadly than others.

When I cast the spell to bless the alpha’s mating ceremony, I didn’t mean to bind him to me.

Now he hunts me.

I know he wants the spell reversed, but I’m not sure I can do it.

Something terrible went wrong with my magic.

I can feel the evil coursing through me.

There’s someone with an agenda, one meant to break the pack.

Finding who was responsible and reversing the spell proves difficult.

Someone wants the Quarter for himself.

When he found me, I feared the worst. He meant to kill me. Instead, he claimed what was his. If I can’t fix what I did, he may go mad.

That’s not a fate I would wish on anyone. I will fix the bond that binds us and find whoever is responsible for this mess, even if it’s the last thing I ever do.

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Follower of dreams. Lover of the written word. Mila Waters puts her imagination to good use not only as a writer but as a mother. From princesses to kittens, from Lego police cars to video games, life is a never-ending adventure. Dreams — and nightmares — lead to new fictional characters driven by their emotions trying to find their place in this world.

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The Soul Keeper

Book 6 in The Lost Souls Academy

By Lilliana Rose

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The time has come to deal with the enemy. Zarya must finally go up against Abaddon whether she’s ready or not. But there’s more than one enemy as chaos begins to unfold at the Lost Souls Academy, and Zarya can’t do this alone.

Zarya will need her new skills and her friends if she’s to survive and remain alive.

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Lilliana is a creative writer and poet. She writes in a range of genres, because she loves writing and is filled with a variety of ideas and characters that insist being penned on the page and told in a story to be shared with the world. From rural romance, to steampunk, fantasy, horror, and now young adult her writing genres keep broadening. A marketing nightmare, but she believes in following her heart. Sometimes you can’t control how the muse will strike!

She is currently working on a historical fiction novel and focusing more on life writing.

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Silas – half Wolf, half New Zealand Maori.

Makara – a White Dragon Princess.

She fills his thoughts, by day and by night.

He is her hope for the future.

Can this wolf capture the heart of his dragon and help bring peace to her kingdom?

Book 2 in The Midnight Crest Series

 

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Aleisha Maree is a writer of contemporary romance with a dark erotic sexy side with a paranormal twist. Aleisha also writes an MC Series with MMA flair. She doesn’t let genre walls hold her back. Aleisha is from a small village called Wakefield in the South Island of New Zealand. She is a mum of 6 whom she loves more than breathing and she is married to the love of her life. Aleisha invites you into her mind full of stories and on the journeys, they will take you on.

 

 

 

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Title: Nitara
Author: Jessica Cage
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Cover Designer: Kiff Shaik
Editor: There For You Editing Services
Publisher: Caged Fantasies Publications
Publication Date: August 17th, 2018
 
Blurb:
He risked it all to save her from the clutches of evil.
She crushed his heart and walked away.
Nitara has spent her life waiting for Jinn to return to her, but when he finally does, it’s far too late. Daegal, the evil warlock who cursed the pair and turned them to djinn, has been defeated, but the effects of his dirty work are far from gone.
Now she has to return to a place that holds her heart hostage. Things aren’t what they seem. Her time away has weakened her position and now she is faced with a choice: fight or flee. However, fleeing just isn’t an option.
Tyrellis is the unrightful ruler of Reverie, land of the vampires, and because of Daegal, he now possesses control over Nitara. As long as she is by his side, his rule will last unchallenged. While she is away his enemies act to stand against him.
Will Nitara save Tyrellis from the vampires who seek to dethrone him or will she let him fall in hopes of her gaining own freedom? Will Jinn forgive her for breaking his heart?
Find out what happens next in the second installment of the Djinn Rebellion  Series from USA Today Bestselling Author, Jessica Cage!
Award winning and USA Today Bestselling author, Jessica Cage was born and raised in Chicago, IL. Writing has always been a passion for her. She dabbles in artistic creations of all sorts but at the end of the day, it’s the pen that her hand itches to hold. Jessica had never considered following her dream to be a writer because she was told far too often “There is no money in writing.” So she chose the path most often traveled. During pregnancy, she asked herself an important question. How would she be able to inspire her unborn son to follow his dreams and reach for the stars, if she never had the guts to do it herself? Jessica decided to take a risk and unleash the plethora of characters and their crazy adventurous worlds that had previously existed only in her mind, into the realm of readers. She did this with hopes to inspire not only her son but herself. Inviting the world to tag along on her journey to become the writer she has always wanted to be. She hopes to continue writing and bringing her signature Caged Fantasies to readers everywhere.
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The rowdy group fell through the doors. Each member was already overly intoxicated, but the group wanted more. This was what she’d come to expect from most of the vampires who frequented the bars. They were self-indulgent and had no sense of personal limits. Nitara remained cloaked in the shadows, as she watched them make complete fools of themselves. The bartender frowned as two of the drunken goofs fell onto the bar and knocked a bowl of cherries onto the floor. Without so much as an apology, they pounded on the bar and demanded service. The leader of their group—a tall, blond moron—laughed as he boasted about their latest roguish deeds.
“It’s only a matter of time, boys!” he yelled as the previous patrons began to leave. They wanted nothing to do with the chaos the group would undoubtedly cause. “Tyrellis is going down!”
“How many times have you said that shit, man? Cast, give it up! Tyrellis is the king and you’re here drinking and dreaming with the rest of us,” another smaller vampire with short, dark hair and eyes too big for his face joked. 
Nitara chuckled from her shadowed position. Even she had heard the leader of the drunks give the same speech more times than she cared to count.
“Yeah, but the difference now is that his little genie bitch is gone! And I happen to know something that none of you do.” He lowered his voice and narrowed his gaze. “He can’t get her back!” Cast strutted across the bar to the empty table that sat in the center of the floor. Plopping his ass down into the worn chair, he leaned back and stretched out his arms and legs. “Our blessed little king has run out of that convenient little fountain of luck!”
“What makes you so sure about that?” the odd faced vamp questioned as he hopped up onto a stool.
“I have my ways, and my sources. My guy on the inside tells me that she is no longer his to command.” He kicked his feet up onto the table. “We all know Tyrellis ain’t shit without Nitara! Hell, he’s a fucking baby compared to most of us. How else do you explain him being on top?”
The others nodded and grumbled; it was a common complaint. The oldest were always in power. That was how it had been since the very first vampires were made. Even before the order of the fae, vampires lived in a system of nests—each one reporting upward to a stronger nest which was made of older vampires until the very top. Age determined rule. When it came time, those who were of power had the option of fighting for the chance to lead. Barbaric perhaps, but it was their way.
“Is that why you stole her bike?” Mick, a frail vampire who held his arm around a human girl’s shoulder, asked. In Reverie, the human population had become property. Each were tagged with their owner’s code by a tattoo on their neck. Besides being fed on, they lived good and healthy lives because they said it made the blood taste better if the humans were fit and happy. There were even a few farms which operated like resorts. The human population was well cared for. In fact, some even said that it was one of the best places for a human to be in the new world order. “I thought you grew some balls. Guess the truth is just that you’re no longer scared shitless of her because you know she isn’t coming back!”
“I have never been afraid of that puppet!” Cast hissed at Mick who simply laughed in response. “That’s all she is, a damn toy for him to play with! You can’t be afraid of someone who has no control over their own actions!”
“Is that right?” Nitara appeared, cool strands of her signature purple smoke dancing around her and emphasizing her presence. “Don’t I spark just the tiniest bit of fear in your heart, Castius?” She called him by his full name, same as every time before, and he stiffened, just like always.
“Oh shit,” the short vampire muttered, backing as far away from Cast as he could.
“Oh shit is right.” She winked at the short man before returning her attention to the one who’d so openly boasted about her inability to act as she pleased. “Castius, please, tell me one thing …” She looked through the window to the sleek Harley that sat waiting. She hadn’t seen it since Daegal had snatched her from her miserable existence for one that was far less appetizing. “Why do you have my bike?”
“Well, there was no point in letting it just sit there, wasting away until you returned.” He laughed nervously. “Thought you would appreciate it being cared for.”
“Oh, that I do. And now, you will return her to me.” She held out her hand. “Keys.”
Cast dug the keys out of his jeans pocket—still intact with the pink skeleton head—and handed them over to her. “See, no harm no foul. I even had it cleaned today. We can just call this even, right?”
“Even? I don’t know, Castius. I doubt I would call returning property stolen from me even. You did steal from me, isn’t that right?” Peering over his shoulder at the group watching them, she knew without a doubt that she would need to make an example of the vampire.
“Borrow, I borrowed from you!” He laughed nervously. “Borrowed, cleaned, and returned!”
“Semantics. Still, in all, I can’t just let you get away with that, free and clear. What message would that give to the others?” She circled him, boots tapping loudly against the floor. She snapped her finger and the music stopped. The only sound was that of the nervous breaths of her target. “I mean, how does that sound? ’Feel free to steal from Nitara, she will just pat your back and let you off, as long as you return her belongings intact.’ I don’t know.” Pausing in front of him, she rubbed her chin in thought. “No, I don’t think that sounds good, do you?”
“I think it sounds fair.” His lips spread around perfect white teeth. “Makes you sound easy going.”
“Well, we’re going to have to agree to disagree in this instance. Easy going isn’t exactly the look that I’m going for.” Nitara waved her finger and the chair beneath Cast dissolved into nothing; his legs straightened until he was upright, standing in front of her, against his own will. “So, let’s discuss this puppet theory of yours. Tell me, how does it feel?”
“Look, I—” Cast began to plea, but his lips snapped tightly together. No matter how hard he tried to speak, he couldn’t.
“Don’t bother with begging, I’m not in the mood for it.” She waved her hand and streams of purple smoke reached toward the terrified vampire as they turned into solid strands that wrapped around him and restrained his movements. “You know what I am in the mood for? A puppet show!” She snapped her fingers and Castius began to dance to the music that piped through the speakers. Laughing, she conjured another shot of whiskey, and then knocked it back. The others groaned as they watched their leader be humiliated. Once satisfied with his performance, she snapped her fingers again and he fell to the floor. Nitara turned and strolled toward the exit, dragging the bound vampire behind her.
“What are you doing?” Mick spoke up, giving voice to the fear they all shared.
“Oh, don’t worry about our dear friend, Castius. We’re going to go for a little ride, considering how much our buddy enjoys my bike! Would any of you care to join us?” She twirled her fingers and strands of purple smoke danced between them. Mick shook his head and moved out of her way as she exited the bar with her prisoner in toe.
Once outside, Nitara admired the artwork that was her bike. Accented in purple, the beast stood under the moonlight in all its glory. She tied her haul on to the back of the bike and waved at the small crowd that formed around them. Straddling her baby for the first time in far too long, she grinned as it roared to life. The sound of her hog had become her calling card in Reverie. The vamps knew it and got the hell out of dodge whenever it sounded off. As she pulled away from the bar, she grinned. What better way could she announce her return? What better way to reinstate the fear of the king’s “puppet”? She drove through the center of Reverie where she knew she’d be seen.
Castius hung from the bike, floating behind her like a flag. This punishment was good, but not enough. She had to drive the point home. She continued following the road until the town and all of the onlookers were behind them. Out in the center of the large field that separated Reverie from the surrounding towns, Nitara found a place to plant her flag. The light from the moon washed the scene in a calming glow that contradicted the panicked energy that bled from the vampire.
Nitara looked up to the sky; soon the sun would return and he  would be without cover. “Don’t worry, you’ll only burn a bit before the ropes dissolve. I trust you’re full of blood and able to make it to hiding before it gets too bad.” She winked. “Oh, and, Castius, keep your hands off my bike!”
Cast choked on the dirt that was kicked up by the back tire of her bike as she drove away. Nitara didn’t want to be in vamp land, but hell, if she had to be there, she was going to have some fun! 

It is a great honor to present the revamped Award winning book, The Unholy, by Author Paul DeBlassie III!
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The Unholy, an excellent novel by Paul DeBlassie III, keeps the reader engaged throughout in mystery, suspense, and church politics. In addition to vividly depicting the beautiful landscape and culture of New Mexico, it exposes and strengthens the traditional work of the medicine women of the Southwest. I am looking forward to Dr. DeBlassie’s next book.” –Eliseo ”Cheo” Torres, author of Curandero: A Life In Mexican Folk Healing, professor, and university administrator.

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A young curandera, a medicine woman, intent on uncovering the secrets of her past is forced into a life-and-death battle against an evil Archbishop. Set in the mystic land of Aztlan, The Unholy is a novel of destiny as healer and slayer. Native lore of dreams and visions, shape changing, and natural magic work to spin a neo-gothic web in which sadness and mystery lure the unsuspecting into a twilight realm of discovery and decision.

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Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. is a depth psychologist and award-winning writer living in his native New Mexico. He specializes in treating individuals in emotional and spiritual crisis. His novels, visionary thrillers, delve deep into archetypal realities as they play out dramatically in the lives of everyday people. Memberships include the Author’s Guild, the Depth Psychology Alliance, the International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, and the International Association for Jungian Studies.

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The UnholyWinner of the NYC Big Book Award, Goddess of the Wild Thing is a dramatic tale of one woman’s spiritual journey where magical happenings, unexpected turns of fate, and unseen forces impact her ability to love and be loved. Eve Sanchez, a scholar of esoteric studies, is driven into unreal dimensions of horror and hope as she encounters a seductive and frightening man, criminal lawyer Sam Shear.

Sam introduces Eve to a supernatural world in which the wicked powers of a surrogate mother’s twisted affection threaten love and life. Struggling to sort through right from wrong, frightened yet determined, Eve nears despair.

In the mystic realm of Aztlan del Sur, a mythopoeic land of hidden horrors and guiding spirits, Eve, with three friends and a wise-old woman, is caught in an age-old struggle about love—whether bad love is better than no love— and discovers that love is a wild thing.

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Elizabeth cradled the cup in her hands as she sipped. Claire had just begun to feel settled into the session as Elizabeth finished her tea, set her eyes hard on Claire, and threw a poison dart, in her gravelly voice, asserting, “You are a medicine woman—of Lozen—like your mother, Claire.” The words were hate-filled, meant to wound. Despite the culture in which she had been raised, Claire considered herself a natural therapist not a medicine woman, the distinction a matter of life and death. In her mind, she had long ago made the decision that being a medicine woman like her mother meant exposing herself to evil and injury and, potentially, death. Years ago, when handed the five-foot oak staff that had belonged to her mother, Claire had angrily rejected it, refusing initiation into the way of the medicine woman. Back then, she had often had fearsome memories of being a young child in the forest, an ominous black-cloaked man assaulting her mother, and hearing her mother’s screams— a child’s nightmare.

The words of her adoptive mother, her mother’s closest friend, reverberated in her mind: “You are of Lozen—a medicine woman. A time may come when only the staff can save you.” Claire’s stomach churned. None of her patients had ever attacked her so personally. She felt the blood draining from her head and a sharp pain shooting through her eyes. Elizabeth was trying to stop her from asking anymore prying questions.

“Are you all right,Claire?” she asked after a minute, her tone laced with sarcasm and a sneer on her face, expressions Claire was sad to see.

“You did what you wanted to do, Elizabeth. You shut me down,” Claire replied evenly, holding her gaze. She felt compassion for Elizabeth, realizing that all that she had locked inside of her must be nothing short of terrifying. Elizabeth didn’t let it go, though, saying, “You are of Lozen just like she was.”

This time her sneer was even more etched into the sunbaked lines that streaked across her face.

“I’m a natural therapist, Elizabeth, not a medicine woman,” Claire replied firmly.

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She heard a voice whispering, Land of the forsaken, land of the lost… bring her to me…Claire. As she ran forward, out of nowhere the two crows flew at her, scraping the air near her face with their sharp talons. Fists clenched, she struck out at one and grabbed at the other. They flew up, circled overhead, then dove, talons flaring. Unmoving, Claire placed her hands by her side and held their gaze. They fluttered above her head for a minute, then left. Claire turned and saw an eagle soaring—a healer’s spirit manifestation. Medicine women said it came only when needed, when danger lurked.

Frantically tugging away bush, bramble, and cacti, she uncovered the mouth of the seventh cave and stepped in. She had the feeling somebody was watching.

Her eyes adjusted and she made out the contour of something. Squinting, she stooped and touched what seemed to be a circle of stones and charred, cold logs. She stood up and pulled back. A bat flew at her. She waved it away.

She stopped, waited for her breathing to slow, and, stepping sideways, touched the walls of the cave. They were damp and the stink of blood and guts was everywhere. Using the hard surfaces as a guide, her fingertips suddenly brushed through a hollow space roughly the size of a human body.

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Books On Fire Tours Review: It is so awesome to have a kickass read that not only empowers women but broadens your horizons. Set in New Mexico’s mythical city of Aztlan a woman takes on a very powerful man and confronts her past.

Author Paul DeBlassie III deserves more rewards for this masterpiece, because it challenges conventional beliefs. Trust a depth psychologist to grip you into a war between good versus evil, and make you research mythical versus historical .

I loved the way reality blurred with fantasy! You will never know what to expect next in this page turner.

“Mr. Paul DeBlassie III’s novel is a story about a battle between the medicine women of Aztlan (Yes, I had to look it up) and an evil archbishop. It has an ending that you do not see coming. This novel also shows the author’s vast knowledge of Aztlan’s culture and customs. A good read.” Joseph Inzirillo, Author of “The Meeting.”

The Unholy“Nothing like a good religious oppression to create fanatics that follow their religious authorities to the extremes. In this very entertaining novel, Paul treats this theme with mastery.

The plot is well elaborated and it all starts with a murder witnessed by a young girl (Claire). Her mother was just killed in a mysterious way. Somehow she managed to escape with the help of wolves and a good friend of his mother takes care of her. When she grew up, she became a doctor and starts working for a hospital in the area where she was born. But she finds that the institution Ecclesia Dei has strong influence over most of the inhabitants of the area, mostly through its leader, Archbishop Anarch. Trying to dig into some mysterious facts happening in the hospital and the community, she finds that the church controls even the authorities of the city, like the police chief. And through signals and perception, she starts finding her power, inherited from her mother, a medicine woman. And with the help of her aunt and a couple of friends she tries to unveil her past and figure out what really happened to her mother. But playing with Ecclesia Dei puts everybody that she cares at risk, including herself, as she soon finds out.

The story is full of suspense and you will read it at the edge of your chair, until you turn the last page. The characters are well developed and you feel their emotions. The environment is richly described and soon you start cheering and caring for our young heroine.

I recommend this book to the permanent library of any reader who appreciate a well written novel, full of twists and suspense, which will keep them entertained for hours. It took me around seven hours to read the whole book.”

“Claire Sanchez comes from a long line of medicine women. At the age of five she was witness to her mother’s brutal murder. But since there was no evidence, they claimed Claire imagined the black cloaked man that claimed her mother’s life, and instead they believed that Lucia Sanchez had fallen victim to wolves. Now twenty years has passed, Claire has to decide if she will accept her destiny and have her medicine woman ritual done, with a fear that her mother died because she was a medicine woman or fight her destiny. The spirits are sending her warnings, will she listen before she loses everyone she holds dear?

This was an excellent good verses evil novel. It held new captivated throughout! This book has everything, there’s action, suspense, and even romance! Claire is an easy to love character, she was such a selfless person, you could easily see why Anthony loved her. Francesca, was an awesome second mother. Although she knew what Claire needed to do, she never pushed. The relationship between Anthony and Claire was so wonderful, he was such a patient guy. Archbishop Anarch was a guy you just love to hate, he was so self-centered it was unreal. This was a great book for a Friday the 13th review. If you like thrillers mixed with suspense, then this should be at the top of your TBR pile!”

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