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My name is Skye McAllister, I’m a psychic witch and a healer. My life is a rollercoaster ride of craziness. My unique electrical powers have a bunch of alien males eyeing me like I’m prime rib at an all-you-can-eat banquet.
If that wasn’t bad enough, a crazy old witch transformed herself into a half-human Kotsor spider and is trying to kill me with hexes, magical bombs, and her zillion hatchlings. Have you ever tried to disarm an enchanted bomb with space Neanderthals trying to claim you as their mate? It’s a good way to die.
To keep me alive, Zarek, the Coletti Overlord, assigned me a partner. Vorian is a badass War Commander who is used to people obeying him immediately. Like that’s going to happen. I will admit he’s sex on two legs, and so damn pretty. But if I let my hormones dictate my actions, we’d be bound for life. Not happening.
Once we rid the galaxy of Mallox and the evil spider lady, I’m ditching his fine ass.
Enjoy an Excerpt
“You have expended a great deal of energy today.” Vorian held out a chocolate bar. “This will help replenish it.”
Before he could change his mind, I snatched the bar out of his hand like a hungry velociraptor.
Vorian’s eyes widened slightly at my ferocity.
What did he expect? I was a chocolate-starved female. I tore off the wrapping and took a bite. Yum. It was the good stuff. “Why are you being nice to me?”
“It is my duty to provide for you.”
“Duty, huh?”
“Yes.” Vorian pulled another candy bar from his hip pocket and ate it slowly.
I guess I should look on the bright side. I had chocolate. I wasn’t dead yet. Jagger was locked up, and my partner looked nothing like Badon. No man boobs, scars, or bristly nose hair. He had classically handsome features and a body to die for. Not that I noticed. Okay, I had seen him naked when the three-eyed creep had kidnapped us, and yowzer. He was centerfold material. He made my panties wet every time I looked at him. Yep, my life was a rollercoaster ride of craziness.
I licked the melted chocolate off the wrapper and noticed Vorian was staring at me intently. “What? Do I have chocolate on my nose?”
“Did Badon violate you?”
I snorted. “As if. I hit him with my limp dick spell.”
About the Author:
I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.
Book two in the Sin City Kilts series
Are you ready to meet your next Man of the Month?
JACKSON
“Just know that, no matter what, I truly do love you.”
Unwed and pregnant, Norah Cooper flees England to hide with her cousin in Brittany before Germany’s 1940 invasion. After her baby is stillborn, she’s trapped under the Occupation. Norah consoles herself by sketching wildlife. When she’s caught near the coast, she comes under scrutiny of the German commandant, Major August von Gottlieb.
Diane Parkinson (Diane Scott Lewis) grew up near San Francisco, joined the Navy at nineteen, married in Greece and raised two sons in Puerto Rico, California, and Guam. She’s a member of the Historical Novel Society and wrote book reviews for their magazine. She’s always loved travel and history and has had several historical novels published. 
Chamomile
Only one wild heart can claim another.
January Bain has wished on every falling star, every blown-out birthday candle, and every coin thrown in a fountain to be a storyteller. To share the tales of high adventure, mysteries, and full-blown thrillers she has dreamed of all her life. The story you now have in your hands is the compilation of a lot of things manifesting itself for this special series. Hundreds of hours spent researching the unusual and the mundane have come together to create books that features strong women who live life to the fullest, wild adventures full of twists and unforeseen turns, and hot complicated men who aren’t afraid to take risks. She can only hope her stories will capture your imagination and touch your heart.
Tandie Harrison is a police medium struggling to pick up the pieces of her life after a devastating divorce that left her without her precious daughter and her psychic visions. With a heavy heart, she escapes the hustle and bustle of New York City and moves into the alluring plantation house, Chelby Rose. Here, she meets Eric, the home’s charismatic caretaker. Despite the ghostly warnings, Tandie finds herself drawn to him, and as their affair intensifies, so does the centuries-old curse haunting them both.
