My
eyes narrowed. “I ‘better not be?’ Did I hear you right?”
“Damn
straight,” he said, and snatched the phone out of my hand.
I
gasped. “What are you doing? It’s time for me to get out of here, and obviously
you have other things going on with your father here. Well, I’m assuming he’s
your father, but… gracious, I’m babbling. It’s clear your family is here. I’m
just gonna go. So, give me my phone, Brock.”
I
couldn’t tell if he cleared his throat or swallowed laughter, but a strange
sound came from where the older man stood and Brock and I both looked to him.
“Save
it, Pop,” he bit out.
I
glared at Brock. “That wasn’t nice. Seriously? You talk to your dad that way?”
A
wheezing sound came from the man, and I knew he was holding back laughter.
Brock
glared back at me, but his words were directed at his Pop. “Shit ain’t funny,
Pop.”
“Sure
seems that way from where I’m standing,” a new voice put in.
I
looked to the open doorway and saw a sweatpants-but-no-shirt wearing man who
could be nobody but Brock’s brother, Gabe.
“Fabulous,”
I muttered under my breath.
“Fuck
off, Gabe.” Brock said over his shoulder. He stepped closer to me. “If you
would’ve listened—” Brock started.
“Yeah!
If I would’ve listened, things would be all kinds of awkward right now. No
thanks. I’m just going to—”
“If
I can step in here, miss. You’re right. I’m Brock, and Gabe’s, father,” he
said, jerking his head toward Gabe. “Neither of them have anything going on
with me exactly. I decided to drop by, unannounced, to take them to breakfast.
I do this once, twice a month, when the spirit moves me.”
“More
like when Marnie moves him,” Gabe muttered.
“Gabriel.
This is the first time I’m meeting this woman. The least you can do is keep the
smart-ass in check.”
I
couldn’t help but laugh because that sounded just like something my mother
would say to me or Tennille if the tables were turned.
As
my laughter waned, I thought I heard a strange groan from Brock. He turned
toward his father. “Pop, this is Cecilia. Cecilia, this is my pop, Warren
Sullivan.”
I
stepped forward extending my hand as Warren approached. He took my hand and
raised it to his lips. “Pleasure to meet you, Cecilia,” he murmured just before
he brushed his lips against my knuckles.
No
one had ever greeted me like that, and I was flabbergasted. So I muttered the
only word that came to mind, “Likewise.”
Meet the Author
Karen Renee is the award-winning author of the Riot MC series, the Beta series, and upcoming O-Town series. She has been writing since she was a teen, but has only recently brought her dream to life. Karen spent years working in the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a Jacksonville native, as well as a proud wife and mother. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
Quasi Redux by Christina Bauer * (Angelbound Origins, #8) * Published by: Monster House Books * Publication date: September 29th, 2020 * Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, Young Adult
“Myla is a magnificent heroine, fierce and outspoken, hilarious and mischievous … And did I mention that her demon tail is sentient? Best. Sidekick. Ever.” – The Nocturnal Library
Myla Lewis has her life back. Wife. Mother. Queen. Great Scala. Queen of the Thrax. Yay! Then one day, Myla runs across a supernatural waterfall that makes her igni screech like crazy. Our heroine speaks the fateful words, “Some days, I wish I weren’t the Great Scala.”
The waterfall grants her wish.
A moment later, Myla is back at Purgatory High. No husband. No child. No powers beyond her old quasi days. And without Myla around as the Great Scala, all quasis now live under Armageddon’s rule. That sucks. Hard. So Myla sneaks into Antrum—she simply must find Lincoln and figure this out. Once she arrives, two problems arise.
This is my
chance. Sure, some crazy magic erased his memory, but this is Lincoln. My Lincoln. I’ll explain things to him.
Afterward, we’ll fix this together. That’s how it’s always worked before.
Across the
cavern, Lincoln scales up a climbing wall. A small group of younger guys in
tunics and leather pants watch him move. This is a training session for the
thrax nobility, just as I suspected.
So far, so good.
Lincoln clutches
onto the wall with his right hand. Muscles strain in his face and body. All the
while, my guy’s voice stays low and growly as he explains climbing stuff. In my
mind, it’s a lot of blah blah blah ripped
arms blah blah blah tight butt.
Did I mention
that Lincoln is buck naked except for a pair of cargo pants? He is.
Here’s the
problem. I’ve two inner demons—lust and wrath. And watching my guy right now?
It makes my lusty side wakes up with a big HELL
to the Oh.
What a disaster.
At this moment, I
should be plotting on how to approach Lincoln. Instead, I can’t help but notice
that single bead of sweat running down my guy’s abs… only to disappear into the
waistline of his pants. My inner lust demon heats my blood with desire.
If I keep ogling my
guy’s very yummy body, I’ll end up tackling him in front of everyone.
Christina Bauer knows how to tell stories about kick-ass women. In her best selling Angelbound series, the heroine is a part-demon girl who loves to fight in Purgatory’s Arena and falls in love with a part-angel prince. This young adult best seller has driven more than 500,000 ebook downloads and 9,000 reviews on Goodreads and retailers. The first three books in the series are now available as audiobooks on Audible and iTunes.
Bauer has also told the story of the Women’s March on Washington by leading PR efforts for the Massachusetts Chapter. Her pre-event press release—the only one sent out on a major wire service—resulted in more than 19,000 global impressions and redistribution by over 350 different media entities including the Associated Press.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
Thanks so much for stopping by today. Isn't it fascinating how authors create such vivid worlds and we get to visit without all the hassle of airports?
It's always fun to find a new-to-me author and book and a special treat when that book is connected to a series. Today help me welcome author Jane Tesh here to talk about her series, Grace Street Mysteries, and her writing. Welcome, Jane.
I like to call
myself a thirty-seven year overnight success. I started sending out manuscripts
when I was eighteen, back B.C.Before
Computers. Before the Internet. In those days, you typed your manuscript on a
typewriter or word processor, found a box it fit in, and mailed that box to New
York. Then you waited and waited, and when it came back, you sent it off to the
next publisher or agent on your list. I was amazingly happy when the Internet arrived
and I could send manuscripts and queries via email, but even then, I was still
getting rejections.
But my goal in
life was to have a book published, so I kept going. After twenty years, I
managed to get an agent, but she wanted me to change way too many things in my
book. She even wanted me to change my hero to a woman, which would have upset
the entire universe I had planned for my characters and their relationships.
The hardest decision I ever made was when I said no, thanks, and we parted
ways.
However,
I found a publisher who did not require an agent, and after two years of going
through their long editing process, I was a published author! I had just turned
fifty-five and had retired from my job as an elementary school librarian and
have since published thirteen mystery novels and five fantasy novels.Writers are very lucky to be living in this time because
of all the different options available: traditional publishing,
self-publishing, eBooks—and who knows what other routes will be open in the near
future? So my message to all writers out there is don’t ever give up.If I can make it in 37 years, you can,
too.Only I hope it doesn’t take you
that long!
Jane, thanks for joinging us today and sharing this insight into your writing. I'm so glad you didn't give up.
Gone
Daddy Blues
Grace
Street Mysteries Book 7
by
Jane Tesh
Genre: Paranormal Mystery
Discouraged
by a recent deadbeat dad case, PI David Randall wonders if he should
close the detective agency he operates from his psychic friend
Camden's boarding house at 302 Grace Street in Parkland, North
Carolina. But Doreen Padgett, a scrappy teen, convinces him to find
her useless father, Arliss. Arliss and Doreen's mother have
divorced, and Doreen wants the man to pay what he owes her family.
It's another deadbeat dad, but Randall agrees to take the case.
When
policeman Jordan Finley comes to Grace Street with a blouse he wants
Camden to touch, a blouse that belongs to the victim of a suspected
serial killer, a man with a bizarre fondness for blond hair. Camden
has a serious reaction to the blouse, but can't see anything that
will lead to the killer except a hatred for a woman named Margaret.
Despite
Cam using an accident as an excuse not to be psychic, Randall finds a
connection to Margaret, Arliss, and the serial killer. All of them
plan to attend an upcoming high school reunion, the same reunion
Cam’s wife Ellin is looking forward to. Randall has to find the
killer, especially since he realizes that except for himself,
everyone who lives at 302 Grace Street is blond.
Gone
Daddy Blues is the seventh in the Grace Street Mysteries, the
continuing adventures of the family and friends who live at 302 Grace
Street.
"The
mystery plot is convincing and motives abound, but the vivid
characters are the main draw, in particular the wryly observant
Randall, who narrates the story with verve. Fans of cozies with a
paranormal twist will be rewarded." —Publishers
Weekly
Flamboyant
actor Leo Pierson's Art Nouveau treasures have been stolen, including
a one-of-a-kind Lalique glass dragonfly he claims is cursed. David
Randall, 302 Grace Street's private eye, agrees to recover the
valuables before he realizes murder has raised its ugly head in the
Parkland art community. Samuel Gallant of the museum board is
missing, until Randall and his landlord/consultant Camden find
Gallant's body stuffed in a museum closet. When another board member
suffers a fatal accident and the art critic for the Parkland
Herald is
attacked, Randall suspects the stolen dragonfly is indeed cursed. He
investigates Richard Mason, curator of the Little Gallery, whose
artwork consists of ugly mechanical sculptures, and Nancy Piper,
finance manager at the Parkland Art Museum.
Meanwhile,
Camden struggles against psychic visions he's had since birth, taking
pills to limit sudden intense visions. His wife, Ellin, fends off
Matt Grabber, a television celebrity healer threatening to take over
her Psychic Service Network and using his two large pythons to
emphasize his bid. The pythons take a liking to Camden, upping his
stress level, while he takes more pills hoping his visions—and the
snakes—disappear. Kit, a new tenant at Grace Street, is a young
rock star who is also psychic. As Camden becomes more addicted, Kit
becomes an early warning system, alerting Randall to the next attack.
Randall
works to solve the murders, find the jeweled collection, help Cam,
deter Grabber and his pythons, romance the young lovely Kary, and
avoid stray curses. A spirit on the Other Side surprisingly requests
his help, a spirit with ties to the stolen pieces of Art Nouveau.
"...readers
seeking a cozy, feel-good mystery will enjoy this outing to Grace
Street. The delightful characters navigate their worldly and
otherworldly challenges with affection and humor, and Tesh maintains
a whimsical tone that doesn't detract from the serious subject
matter."
—Publishers
Weekly
Camden's
friend Rufus Jackson receives a letter from his ex-wife, Bobbi, and
he's surprised to learn he's the father of a baby. When Bobbi is
found murdered in her home and her baby stolen, Rufus becomes suspect
number one. PI David Randall immediately takes the case.
But
Randall is almost sidetracked from the case by a series of what
appears to be never-ending favors. When he takes his friend Cam to
the Carlyle House to sing for a concert, Cam encounters Delores
Carlyle, a troubled spirit trapped inside a huge mirror, who wants to
see her daughter, Beverly, one last time. Beverly Carlyle will come
to the house on one condition: that Randall find a home for her surly
teenage son, Kit, and a band for her obnoxious daughter, Frieda. Kit
is welcome at 302 Grace, but to secure a spot for Frieda, Randall has
to get a local girl group a gig at a local nightclub. The owner
agrees, if Cam will pose as a teenager and spy on a rival club. Cam
agrees if Randall will take him to Green Valley to answer some
questions about his past. And another ghost is haunting the hot dog
restaurant, refusing to talk to Cam.
In
addition to the tangle of deals, Randall has to contend with Rufus
being hell-bent on revenge, the return of Cam's telekinesis, and
growing concern that if the baby—a girl named Mary Rose, as it
turns out—is found, Rufus, might not want to keep her.
David
Randall, a private detective short of work, invites his psychic
friend Camden into a case. Miss Viola Mitchell, an aging local
actress, has recently been reported missing. The Parkland PD's Jordan
Finley objects to the pair inspecting Viola's home, claiming the
police don't need their help. Moments later, despite the array of
birds and cats perfuming the residence, Cam advises Finley, "Check
the basement."
Meanwhile,
a new Grace Street client, owner of popular BeautiQueen Cosmetics, is
searching for her arrogant, absconding partner. Randall tracks him to
Clearwater, Florida, and soon finds himself chasing shoplifters
stealing pharmaceuticals and helping a jazz musician woo his woman
while failing to woo his own love, Kary. Will Randall and Cam piece
all this together?
Who
is audacious enough to steal an antique box once owned by Harry
Houdini? This collector’s treasure, skillfully hidden in the local
Magic Club— a nightclub where magicians perform—is not merely an
old theatrical prop. It is the prize in a contest that promises to
jump start a magician’s career. At least that’s what Taft and
Lucas Finch hoped before their prized possession was stolen. Private
investigator David Randall is already busy searching for socialite
Sandy Olaf’s missing diamond bracelet when he begins the search for
Houdini’s box. But instead of finding the valuable box, Randall
finds Taft murdered, his body locked in a backstage trunk. The
magical world is brimming with jealous suspects, less successful
magical competitors, romantic rivals, business conflicts, and
festering hurts from long ago. Randall’s friend Camden is concerned
with losing his voice, his girlfriend Kary insists on being a
magician’s assistant, and Cam’s girlfriend Ellin has to deal with
the overbearing Sheila Kirk, wife of a potential sponsor, who insists
on hosting the Psychic Service Network’s programs.
Warned
away from interfering in a police homicide investigation, Randall
focuses on finding the box, searching for a missing diamond bracelet,
and handling the crises embroiling his unique housemates in their
rambling home on Grace Street. It will take a stroke of magic to
connect the interlocking circles of these crimes.
"A
solid mystery with a plethora of suspects and quirky
regulars."—Kirkus
Reviews
It's
Christmas in Parkland, North Carolina, and PI David Randall is
looking forward to his mother's visit, even though he knows she'll
want to talk about his daughter, Lindsey, who died in a car accident.
Further dampening the season's cheer, his psychic friend Camden has
harrowing flashbacks to a murder: Randall and Camden found Camden's
friend Jared Hunter brutally stabbed. Among the suspects is Boyd
Taylor, Randall's client. Jared had served time for breaking into the
Parkland Museum of History. Bert Galvin, son of the editor of the
Parkland Herald, was also involved.
And
what of the inept superhero, the Parkland Avenger? The Superhero
Society of Parkland insists the Avenger isn't one of them. Are these
things all somehow related?
2018
– ALA Book Club October Pick, Things that Go Bump:
Paranormal Mysteries
David
Randall's perfect family life came derailed when his little daughter
Lindsey died in a car crash. Thrown out by his second wife and
wanting to leave a dead-end detective agency to start his own, he
reluctantly accepts his psychic friend Camden's invitation to stay in
Camden's boarding house in Parkland, North Carolina.
Meanwhile,
working the case of the murder of Albert Bennett, Randall's only clue
is a notebook filled with odd musical notation. When another client,
Melanie Gentry, hires him to prove her great-grandmother was murdered
by her lover, composer John Burrows Ashford, over authorship of
"Patchwork Melodies," Randall sets out to find a connection
to Bennett's murder, as well as to the murder of a Smithsonian
director, who was preparing a new PBS documentary on early American
music.
Randall's
investigations lead him to another notebook, where he finds not only
"Two Hearts Singing," Ashford's most famous song, but a
valuable early copy of Stephen Foster's "Oh! Susanna,"
hidden in the cover. But things become more complicated when
Ashford's spirit parks itself in Cam...and refuses to leave until
Randall proves Ashford's innocence.
Jane
Tesh lives and works in Mt. Airy, North Carolina, Andy Griffith's
home town, a real life Mayberry. She is a retired media specialist
and the author of ten mystery novels, three fantasy novels, and over
thirty plays for children. When not writing, Jane plays the piano for
productions at the Andy Griffith Playhouse.
