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Thursday, September 12, 2013

Book Tour: The Witches of Dark Root By April Aasheim




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The Witches of Dark Root
The Daughters of Dark Root Series
April Aasheim

Genre: Paranormal/Fiction
Publisher: Dark Root Press

Date of Publication: June, 2013

ISBN-13: 978-0615819327
ISBN-10: 061581932X
ASIN: B00D6OUDDG

Number of pages: 350
Word Count: approx. 112,000

Cover Artist: April Aasheim

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Book Description:

Deep in the forests of Central Oregon is a town called Dark Root, a place shrouded in secrets, mystery, and witchcraft.

But for Maggie Maddock, Dark Root is also a prison, a place where she is forced to spend her days working in her mother's magick shop, forfeiting any dreams of her own. So when a mysterious stranger suddenly appears and offers to take her away from it all, Maggie jumps at the chance.

Now, seven years later, a strange phone call sends Maggie back to Dark Root and she is unprepared for what awaits her: a dying town, a sick mother, a renewed sibling rivalry, and a past she had hoped to forget.

Part Practical Magic, part Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, The Witches of Dark Root is a tale that seamlessly weaves the normal with the mystical, the mundane with the fantastic. Zipping in and out of time from Maggie's childhood as an apprentice witch to current day, where Maggie struggles with her increasing powers, as well as family obligations, The Witches of Dark Root is a book rich in both fantasy and heart which will leave readers believing in magic.



Excerpt:

Harvest Home, Dark Root, Oregon
October, 1995

"Maggie, wake up." Merry jostled her sister, rousing her from her nap on the couch.

Maggie sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around. For a moment she forgot that she was in the living room of Harvest Home.

"Already?" Maggie asked, pushing herself onto elbows.

A loud chime coming from the grandfather clock confirmed that that it was midnight, time for the ritual. Maggie felt the chill from the open door and looked around for her sweater.

"We aren't supposed to wear anything other than our robes tonight," Merry cautioned, but helped Maggie into the sweater, anyways.

"Where's Eve?" Maggie asked. If she was going to have to wander the woods in the middle of the night for some crazy ritual, then Eve better be up, too. Maggie saw her standing by the door, jumping up and down, not tired at all.

Miss Sasha and six of her friends emerged from the dining room, talking excitedly and exchanging knowing glances.

"You girls ready?" Miss Sasha asked. This was to be their first grown up moon chant and Miss Sasha could hardly contain herself. She noticed the sweater Maggie wore over her long blue robe and frowned but didn't mention it.

Merry, Maggie, Eve, and Ruth Anne followed their mother and her friends into the night.

It was cold and the sisters shivered as they wound their way along an old dirt road shrouded by trees to a circular clearing, a half-mile away. The girls had played in the clearing many times during the day, but this was the first time they had seen it beneath the light of a full moon. The grass looked dewy and lush as the soft light fell upon each blade, but the trees that surrounded the meadow looked foreboding and ominous, as if their long, twisted boughs were ready to snatch the girls, if given the chance.

"What are we doing here again?" Maggie asked, as they made their way towards the center of the circle. "...And how long do we have to stay out?"

The adults moved to a point in the very center of the clearing and the girls positioned themselves a few dozen feet behind them.

Ruth Anne surveyed the area and sat, cross-legged, on the moist grass. "We are rooting out the evil spirits that are trying to infest Dark Root." Her voice was as flat and informational as an encyclopedia entry.

She reached into the pocket of her dress and pulled out a key-chain flashlight and a comic book and started reading.

"How do we do that?" Maggie asked, watching as the elders--five women and two men--linked raised hands towards the sky.

They began singing, a soft melodic chant that Maggie had heard before.

Merry answered, "Every fall, the Council of Seven places a protective spell around our town. It must be done before the second half of the year begins, on November 1st. It keeps out the dark energies and ensures that the circle is strong."

Maggie hopped on one foot, and then the other, trying to find warmth in the chill of the night. "But why do we have to do it now?" she moaned. "When it's so cold?"

Ruth Anne responded, never lifting her eyes from her book. "It's the witching hour. According to legend, the hours between twelve and three AM are when all things magical, including witches, are at their most powerful." She turned the page of her book and cracked a smile at one of the drawings. "...It's too bad we can't keep out the crazy."

Maggie widened her eyes. "But if witches are the most powerful now, won't the bad things be more powerful too?"

"I'm scared," Eve said, jumping in place as the elders continued their chant. Eve liked magick, but only the lighter arts, and those that yielded her a reward. Merry took Eve's hand and kissed it, and Maggie latched onto Merry's other hand. "I'm scared, too," Merry fibbed.

Merry wasn't afraid of anything.

There was a long silence, followed by the heavy beat of a loud drum. Miss Sasha looked over her shoulder at her daughters, letting them know that it was almost their turn. They had been practicing the spell for weeks now, and Maggie hoped she wouldn't forget the words.

Ruth Anne set down her comic book and the four girls clasped hands and waded towards the center of the circle.

Miss Sasha nodded and the girls began their incantation.

As the Witching Hour chimes
And the whole world sleeps and dreams
We join our hands in sisterhood
Staving back the darklings
The circle stands, its shape eternal
Though the darkness is still beckoning
Our light will ward back the infernal
And shield us from the doomsday reckoning

Maggie was still tired and stumbled on a few of the words, completely missing some of them; however, Merry spoke them as loud and clearly as she recited The Pledge of Allegiance at school. All the while, Eve played with her hair and hardly tried at all. For her part, Ruth Anne recited the words without emotion, anxious to get back to her comic book.

"Who wrote the spell?" Ruth Anne had asked their mother earlier that day while they were preparing. "It doesn't sound right."

"It doesn't matter if it sounds right or not," Miss Sasha had explained. "It's the power of words--especially when spoken in numbers--that matters. When we stand together, no enemy would dare traverse the boundaries of Dark Root."

Maggie caught a movement to her right. She thought she had seen a dark form take shape and then vanish. And then another. Were they coming or going? She couldn't tell.



My Review:

I received a free copy of the book from the author for my honest opinion.

Maggie left Dark Root a long time ago with her boyfriend Michael. They travel around a lot at first and then Maggie found a house that she wanted to fix up. So they worked hard to get the money to buy the house. Michael and Maggie with help from the people in their little community helped them do all the repair work on the house. Maggie named it Harvest Home. Maggie was Michael second in command as well as his girlfriend. Maggie wanted to get married but Michael didn't want to.

Maggie's sister called her and told her she needed to come home and visit their mother. Maggie didn't want to go home she didn't leave home all those years ago nor did she run away from home. No she ran away from her mother and she didn't want to go back home ever again. Michael tried to get her to go back and visit with her family. Maggie had no plans to go back until she caught Michael in another woman's bedroom. After catching Michael in this woman's bedroom with her arms around his neck it hurt Maggie very much. Michael tried to apologize to Maggie he tried to tell her that he loved her and that it wouldn't what she thought it was. Michael was begging Maggie to forgive him. But Maggie wasn't listening to a word he was saying she didn't believe him. She knew what she saw, she saw her man with his arms around another woman. So Maggie packed her bags and hopped on the next bus out of town. She didn't want to go back to Dark Root but she didn't have much choice at the time.

The driver of the bus didn't like Maggie for whatever reason. After they had been on the road for a while the bus driver stopped at a store to let everyone off the bus for a while to stretch their legs and go to the restroom. Maggie kind of got hung up in line at the bathrooms talking to a guy from Dark Root where she was from and where she was returning to. So by the time Maggie got in the bathroom and took care of business and came back out the bus had left. Maggie was like pissed off. She wonders why he would leave without her. Maggie was standing around trying to figure out what she was going to do when a couple of guys attack her. Maggie tries talking to them at first to get them to let her go when that doesn't work she starts fighting them with everything she has. The guy that she was talking to while waiting in line for the restrooms who is from Dark Root came to help Maggie by dragging the guy off of her. The guy Shane well he turns out to be a real decent guy and gives Maggie a ride to Dark Root I mean he was going that way anyways. Maggie and Shane knew each as children and often played together.

Maggie is returning home to help her sisters with their mother. Their mother is not doing well and now she needs her daughters to take care of her. Maggie is not thrilled about returning home but it is somewhere to go while she decides what she is going to do with the rest of her life. Maggie's little sister Eve has brought a guy home with her. She says that they are only friends but that is not the energy that she puts out. I think Shane and Eve's friend both may be attracted to Maggie. That is all I am going to say on that subject. Maggie is a witch, a witch who has never learned how to control or use her powers. But she just may be in for a surprise while staying at her mother's house which they call Sister House. Maggie is probably going to have to learn real quick how to use her powers with what is waiting for her at Sister House. I really loved reading The Witches of Dark Root and I liked all the characters, Maggie, Eve, Shane and Merry Maggie and Eve's sister. If you have not read The Witches of Dark Root then I highly recommend that you do especially if you like reading about witches. April Aasheim has done a wonderful job in writing The Witches of Dark Root it is a fantastic read.



About the Author:

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April Aasheim spent her childhood traveling the Southwestern portion of the United States with her fortune- telling mother and her get-rich-quick dreaming stepfather. During that time, April and her family toured with a carnival company, sold bug repellant door to door, and resided in an abandoned miner's shack in The Superstitious Mountains of Arizona.

When April became a teenager she went to live with her biological father in California. Her father saw April's need to express herself and encouraged her to write her stories rather than tell them. By learning to write April was able to make sense of her family and the world she lived in. She continues to do that to this day.

April currently lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband. She is the mother of two incredible sons and the step-mother to a beautiful little girl. She is the author of numerious short stories, has contributed to several anthologies, and is the author of the well-received novel: The Universe is a Very Big Place.

The Witches of Dark Root is The first in the Daughters of Dark Root series and April looks forward to writing the second book in 2014.



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Book Tour: Lord Griffin's Prize By Katalina Leon




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Lord Griffin's Prize (Emerald Isle Fantasies)
by Katalina Leon
Paranormal Romance
Categories: Action/Adventure
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Release Date: July 10, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 50,000

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Description:

Part of the Emerald Isles Fantasies series

Tullamore Castle Ireland is an enchanted place where the unexpected happens. Phantom lovers materialize in haunted beds and a lonely griffin patrols the ramparts waiting to reclaim its mate. And that's just the beginning.

For the adventure of a lifetime Maeve de'Burgo visits Tullamore to study genealogy. Through a magical act and time travel she becomes embroiled in a dangerous medieval romance and the unfinished life of her ancestor. Maeve gets thrown back in time to be captured, ravished and cherished as a war chief's prize.

Ronan O'Griofa is a griffin-shifter, the most loyal of creatures. He's been trapped in limbo as the avenging guardian of Tullamore since 1332 AD and longs to be free. When the soul of his wife returns to the castle he's granted the privilege of becoming a man for one day to be her lover, win her heart and remind Maeve of a bond strong enough to last an eternity.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.



Excerpt:

She walked around the room, making sure the door was locked and switching off the few lights still lit. The fading red embers of the fire glowed. The fire's soft illumination was lovely and provided just enough light to see. An errant sliver of moonlight cut across the room and lit Lord O'Griofa's portrait.

Maeve pulled the covers back and climbed into the massive bed, which could have comfortably slept several adults. She gazed up at the silk canopy. The viridian curtains surrounding the bed were woven with a subtle pattern that suggested to her tired eyes the faintest hint of feathery wings.

She noticed that the bed curtains could be drawn around the bed to either block light or create an oasis of privacy. She drew the curtains in hopes of preventing the first rays of dawn from waking her too early. She allowed her head to sink deep into the lush pile of pillows and sighed with pleasure that the bed felt as good as it looked.

She stretched across the crisp sheets with her eyes squeezed shut, wishing she had the energy or will to take off the bulky bathrobe, but before she could rouse herself to act she became aware of the warm weight of a solidly built man pressing down on her.

As if by magic a naked man materialized beneath the bedcovers. His warm skin radiated the faint but unmistakable scent of musk. He unknotted the robe and pushed the fabric aside, baring her breasts. A soft sigh crossed his lips.

She made a halfhearted attempt to stop him.

With gentle but decisive action, he took hold of her wrists and slowly slid her arms above her head, pinning her beneath him.

She gulped a startled breath as he parted her legs with his knee. The sensations were real. The wet tip of his heavy erection brushed between her thighs. She started to cry out in surprise.

"Hush," the man whispered. He grazed his lips against the side of her cheek. "Don't wake, my love-this is only a dream." The man's comforting voice was pure reassurance. "I've been waiting so long for you."

"Ronan?" She relaxed.

"Who else comes to your bed?" A quiet laugh crossed his lips as if it were a casual joke that often passed between them. He released his hold on her wrists. "Wrap your arms around me and make me feel loved." He leaned close and his warm breath flooded the side of her throat. "I need you, Maeve."

A shudder of desire seized her, impossible to deny. The man's voice was drenched with longing and coaxed myriad buried feelings to surface. She realized that every lover should plead for touch with this much conviction, yet so few did.

Dream or not, it had been ages since she'd felt sensations so fiery and she couldn't resist giving in. The dream man-Ronan or whoever he was-felt so good that she found herself wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders and drawing him close. The silky hair on his chest glided against her breasts. In a moment of uncharacteristic boldness, she reached down, took hold of his shaft and guided him between her legs. She rubbed the head of his cock against her with slow strokes, until he was slick and her clit peaked. Without further prompting she allowed him to glide inside.

"Oh Maeve." A husky groan escaped his lips as he sank deep.



Author Interview:



The Avid Reader: What inspired you to write Lord Griffin's Prize?

Katalina Leon: Griffins have always had a special place in my heart. According to 9th century Irish author Stephen Scotus, griffins mate for life and are "highly monogamous." If a mate dies the other will never re-mate, and that played a big part in my story. Griffins rule both air and land with justice and loyalty. So you see its hard to not love a griffin!

A few years ago, as an anniversary gift, my husband gave me a beautiful bronze casting of a griffin to place next to my writing desk. The Griffin is there as a symbol of eternal love and loyalty. My husband's a griffin at heart; he's protective, loyal and he never turns his back on his responsibilities. I brought as much of that sentiment as I possibly could to "Lord Griffin's Prize."

The Avid Reader: When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?

Katalina Leon: I started writing about five years ago. Writing was something I sort of lucked into and fell in love with.

The Avid Reader: What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?

Katalina Leon: This is easy to remember and totally ties in with Lord Griffin's Prize. Somewhere between three or four years old I became obsessed with an old set of Child's Craft books that I loved to look at. There was a beautiful illustration of a griffin lapping cream off the Milky Way. The griffin was my favorite illustration. It's still vivid in my mind. When I figured out that the words on the page corresponded to more information about the griffin-I was very motivated to learn to read.

The Avid Reader: What genre of books do you enjoy reading?

Katalina Leon: I read a little of everything. I'm always on the lookout for something inspiring.

The Avid Reader: What is your favorite book?

Katalina Leon: Boy this is a hard question to answer. I usually say "Jane Eyre" or "Wuthering Heights" because I truly love those books. Today I'll add Marion Zimmer-Bradley's "The Mists of Avalon". I read that book when I was young and it made a huge impression on me. Zimmer-Bradley did such a beautiful job of creating a mythical realm where the opinions and actions of women mattered.

The Avid Reader: You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?

Katalina Leon: I love and respect so many authors, but here are a scant few: George Orwell is a master storyteller. Marion Zimmer-Bradley influenced my writing style. Truman Capote is perfect in his descriptions. Laura Kinsale made me fall in love with the romance genre-she was my first author's crush. That is today's short list. Tomorrow it will look different.

The Avid Reader: If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why?

Katalina Leon: This is easy to answer because I just wrote a book about it. "Fairy In The Flesh" is a contemporary woman's adventure at a summer art festival in Avignon France that turns into a trip back in time to Avignon of 1903 to meet her idol, Bohemian bad boy artist André Bosco. Magic, fated love and enchanted absinthe are part of the fun…

The Avid Reader: When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?

Katalina Leon: Both! Some days it flows as fast as I can type, other days it's an act of self-discipline to stay put and write.

The Avid Reader: Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?

Katalina Leon: I'm an animal lover. We've always had too many pets but right now we have only a freshwater fish tank and big beautiful Border collie mix named Molly.

The Avid Reader: What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?

Katalina Leon: I'll eat almost anything off the grill if it has char marks. Gooey dark chocolate desserts are good too.

The Avid Reader: Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?

Katalina Leon: Be persistent with your writing and honest but gentle in your criticism.



About The Author:

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I'm an artist, an author, mother and wife. I write for Ellora's Cave, Loose Id Publishing and a couple new publishers to be announced soon. I try to bring a touch of the mystical and a big sense of adventure to everything I write because I believe there's a bold, kick-ass heroine inside all of us who wants to take a wild ride with a strong worthy hero.



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