**EXCERPT: BLOOD OF THE WHITE WITCH**(Shared from Facebook)
For those of you who don't know, I started out my writing career as a paranormal author with my series, Of Witches and Warlocks. For whatever reason, those books have remained a huge fan favorite, pulling in hundreds of thousands in downloads and sales in the 5 years since I began publishing them. It is definitely, by far and away, my most downloaded series to date.
More recently, I stared redoing the edits in those books. Since my writing style has grown and changed--and a sequel series, Of Witches and Demons, is on it's way--I've wanted to go back and get rid of some of the "newbie" mistakes in them. Many of these edits may be things the reader doesn't even notice. For example: He nodded his head. Of course he nodded his head. What else would he be nodding? hahaha "He nodded," is more appropriate. So I'm doing a LOT of sentence restructuring, more "showing" vs. "telling," etc. DON'T WORRY. I'm not changing any of the core storyline, just tightening it so it reads better--and maybe embellishing a few scenes here and there with some new/extended material.
Book one, The Trouble with Spells, and book two, The Demon Kiss, are finished with their new edits and back on sale in print and ebook. I'm 3/4 of the way through book 3, Blood of the White Witch. I'm hoping to have it available with the new edits by sometime next week. Then I will immediately start working on The Dark Rising, and Possession of Souls. My goal was to have all the books redone and back out by the end of June. However, with the final edits of Allure needing to be squeezed in there, I'll be pushing it. I promise I'm going as fast as I can! :D
Until then, here's an excerpt that goes along with a corresponding picture we took on the custom photo shoot. I'll be sharing different photos with matching scenes as I travel through these edits.
If you're new to Of Witches and Warlocks, it is a YA series, so steam factor wise, I try to keep a handle on things...hot make outs/fade to black/vaguely worded descriptions, etc., to keep it genre appropriate.
Thanks again for all your support! You're AWESOME!
“You look gorgeous sitting here in the firelight,” he whispered, his tongue darted out, licking at my skin right before he lightly nipped me there, too. As usual, I tipped my head back to give him better access to the spot. “So beautiful.” He ran his fingers through the wet strands of my hair.
I closed my eyes, enjoying his touch and the magical moment he was weaving around us. Gently, he guided my face toward his and kissed me on the lips, parting them with his tongue. Pressing into me, he wrapped an arm around me and slowly lowered me down to the rug.
Long moments passed, our mouths tangled together in soft, extremely slow kisses. Despite his easy pace, the fire inside me was quickly igniting. Staring into his eyes, I loved seeing the emotions that passed through them while he kissed me. They spoke to me as clearly as the rest of his body—desire, trust, need, and love. The rest of the room melted away until all I could see was him.
Threading one of my hands into his hair, I placed the other on his sculpted cheek, allowing my fingers to trail lightly over the surface.
“I love you so much, Vance,” I said in hushed tones, completely wrapped up in his spell, always his willing captive.
He smiled slightly. “I’m glad. Loving you makes me happier than I could’ve ever imagined.” His eyes traveled over my face. “I still can’t believe you’re my wife now. You can’t possibly know how happy you’ve made me.”
“Then why don’t you show me,” I suggested, moving my fingers up to run over his brow.
Instantly, his mind was wide open, his emotions pulling me in as he linked with mine. All of his thoughts and feelings poured into my head, causing a rush of vibrations to move throughout my body—so intense I gasped out loud.
He chuckled softly at my reaction. “You asked for it,” he said, a seductive grin lighting up the masculine dimples on his face.
“Yes, I did.” My breath quickened as sensations I never felt before danced through me. “Whatever you’re doing, please don’t stop!”
“We’re doing this, Portia, both of us,” he explained. He sucked at my neck, and my breath caught in my throat again, everything he’d placed in my head intensifying with the addition of that physical touch. “This is my desire reacting to yours, each of us echoing back and forth off one another.”
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