Friday, September 21, 2018

Loc Glin ~ presents ~ Mission Almost Impossible (A Short Story)


Published By: Luminosity Publishing
ISBN # 9781910899083
Word Count: 13,206
Heat Index 4 Flames
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Epub, Mobipocket (.mobi)

Blurb:
The odds are against him, but Jerin will find a way! With or without the gene Kaley will be his…

On Setera, only one in four hundred thousand is born possessing the cryan gene—a gene essential to the survival of the Seteran race. Jerin and the others like him are duty bound to find the match to that gene somewhere in the universe, for it can no longer be found on Setera. With no clear instructions on how this task is to be accomplished it is a daunting undertaking, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Jerin’s assigned quadrant is Earth. After twelve years of searching he is beginning to lose hope, until the answer hits him over the head with a frying pan. Now all he has to do is convince this beautiful, feisty woman to follow him to another universe in a galaxy far far away.

Excerpt:

The sound of heavy male boots crossing the foyer floor filled the air. It seemed to be a single perpetrator. Damn, he was taking his time. Something made a heavy thudding noise as it hit the floor. What was going on out there? She wanted to stomp her foot in exasperation. She pulled her head back and leaned it against the wall. The footsteps became louder, causing the rate of her breathing to escalate. She chanced another peek.

He stood in profile with his hands loosely settled on his hips as if he were surveying a new residence. The man had to stand at least six feet six inches tall with broad shoulders and muscled arms. His biceps flexed and filled his red and blue plaid shirt sleeve. Tight blue jeans showed off legs thick with sinew and hard flesh. The corner of his mouth tilted into a smile creating a dimple. He turned his head to the side just enough for her to see a lock of his black hair fall carelessly into the middle of his forehead. It was all she could do to stifle the gasp that threatened to escape her lips. He looked like Superman.

Too bad she had to bash him over the head. Her body was telling her it would prefer to be doing something else to him.

He took the two steps down into the sunken living room. If she were going to do this, now would be the time. At five feet nine inches tall, she was not a small woman. Truth be told, she was a curvy full sized woman and rather strong, more muscle than fat. Even so, she had her doubts about her ability to subdue this man. Kaley gripped the frying pan, knuckles turning white with the strain of it. Inhaling a fortifying and courage building breath, she charged. He turned and his blue eyes filled with surprise as the pan in her hands made contact with the side of his head.

The next moments seemed to happen in slow motion. The man’s arms moved upward in a reflex and defensive action. His hands gripped her upper arms. As he lost consciousness, the weight of his body pulled her off balance, sending her tumbling to the floor with him. Her head collided with his jaw. Dazed, she rolled off of him and struggled to her knees. Placing her palms on her temples she pressed, trying to ease the pain and steady the dizziness that was threatening to send her into the same state as the intruder. After three deep breaths, her eyes began to focus. The giant lay before her as still as death. A moment of panic washed over her. Had she killed him? She placed her ear to his chest in search of the answer. The steady thump thump of his heartbeat greeted her, and she sighed in relief. The overpowering need to vomit overcame her. She rose and scrambled to the bathroom.

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Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Mary Ramsey ~ an interview and her novel ~ Dakota Son


I AM PLEASED TO WELCOME AUTHOR

Mary Ramsey










BANTER – STUFF ABOUT YOU
Q: Are you a morning person, or a midnight candle burner?
A: I try to be a midnight candle burner but If I had a retail shift I’m out like a light before 10 pm. But then I become a morning person, because for whatever reason my brain will not allow me to get any more then 7 hours of sleep.

Q: Bedtime, relaxing so you can sleep sounds. Is your preference, white noise, TV, soft music, ocean waves, forest or meadow sounds, babbling brook, or something else?
A: TV sounds. Food Network is perfect for this, they love to run a marathon of one show for the last few hours of the day then switch to infomercials (usually for calming items). That way there’s not waking up in the middle of the night to a horror movie from the 70’s or whatever mishmash that gets aired.

Q: What kind of music do you listen to? Do you have an all time favorite song?
A: I listen to anything that inspires me but currently I’m addicted to Mad Season by Matchbox Twenty. But I have a secret love for Despacito by Louis Fonsi (there’s a reason for the ‘Alexa play Despacito’ meme- it’s the ultimate pick me up.)

Q: Snack of choice – chips, pretzels, popcorn, or cookies, cake, candy? Or maybe you’re a healthy snacker - fruit, yogurt, nuts, raisins?
A: I’m an energy drink addict (before 6 pm, after 6 pm I made sure to switch to sparkling water.) There’s something about the carbonation that is so satisfying. But if I had to make my favorite snack food of all time: Ben & Jerry’s Non-Dairy Coffee Caramel Fudge in a coffee cup, surrounded by Oreo Cookies.


BOOKS – ABOUT THE CRAFT

Q: How did you come to write your genre of choice?
A: I wanted to answer this question because I have no idea what I wrote. A few years ago Dakota Son was a 200,000 word fairy tale told in third person. Then from research I found that 200k is insane for a single novel and that any novel that stars a teen should fall in to the Young Adult category. (And that Dakota Son has soo much curgin and sex wot be considered by a Christian publisher. lol)

Over all I just started writing and wrote Sean’s life from beginning to end.

Q: Which element of book writing is the most difficult for you?
A: The process of getting feedback. I know people say “take a writing class” (and yes, I have) but there are so many unwritten rules that only feedback can address.

I have more professional contacts then I did at the start of my journey but much of my feedback had to come from paid sources. My friends and family would just say “This looks fine.”- not helpful!

Q: Who's your favorite author?
A: Chuck Palahniuk is my favorite author of all time. His stories are like modern-day fairytales incorporating realism with a hint of the fantastical. When I started Dakota Son my dream was to be a female Chuck Palahniuk (the earlier drafts were a bit more adult themed.)

Q: Do you always know how a story will end when you begin writing it?
A: Absolutely not. I come from a fanfiction background and I can write an entire story, beginning, middle and end- then someone will post “Are you going to continue this?” So pretty much everything I write I have to force myself to make an ending spot. But everything could also continue indefinatly.


BOOKS - NOW LETS PROMOTE – STRUT YOUR STUFF

Q: What are you working on now? Would you like to share anything about it?
A: On my blog you can find my current projects, such as my creepypasta series Caterpillar, about a demon-fairy princess.

Q: Do you have a new book coming out soon? Tell us about it.
A: Dakota Son is currently avalible. It is part 1 of 2 (since the original manuscript was 200,000 words), but I want to get some feedback on the characters before revealing their final fates.

Q: How can we find you? Do you have a web page, FaceBook page or any buy links?
A: My blog: https://dourdan.wordpress.com
     My twitter: https://twitter.com/pisforpearl
     Instagram does not work with my decade old laptop so my photos and art can be found here: https://www.deviantart.com/dourdan
 

Dakota Son Buy links:
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Dakota-Son-Mary-Ramsey-ebook/dp/B07DR9YNBH/
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Dakota-Son-Mary-Ramsey-ebook/dp/B07DR9YNBH/
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dakota-son-mary-ramsey/1128896239?ean=9781546233077
Google: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Mary_Ramsey_Dakota_Son?id=BFtgDwAAQBAJ
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/dakota-son

Q: Are you currently participating in a blog tour? If you are let’s tell everyone where you’re going to be so they can catch up with you again.
A: Yes, I am. Here is the link:   http://writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/mary-ramsey/

17th September: https://hereiswhatireadblog.blogspot.com/
18th September: http://mommasaystoreadornottoread.blogspot.com/
19th September: http://locglin.blogspot.com/
20th September: https://libraryoferana.wordpress.com/
21st September: http://adrianakraft.com/blog/
24th September: https://bookreviewsbyjasmine.blogspot.com/
25th September: http://www.dorisoconnor.com/my-blog
26th September: http://galestanley.blogspot.com/
27th September: https://creestorm67.wixsite.com/website
28th September: http://www.jennykane.co.uk






Blurb-
Sean Foster has lived with cystic fibrosis his entire life. He falls in love with Jen, a girl with a dark, emotionally painful past. Living with chronic illness, Sean knows a little something about overcoming pain. But when he meets her family, his courage will be put to the test.

Jen's father, Diego, is a disabled military veteran. He is being mentally and physically abused by his wife, due to his role in the death of Jen's brother.

Sean must find a way to save Diego, to help him see that there are people who truly care. From Sean's sister Sara, who views Diego as a heroic father figure. To Remy, Sean's holistic nurse with a talent for healing wounded souls.

Accompanied by a mysterious, supernatural, presence, it will fall to Sean to play the hero. All while navigating a life with chronic illness, and chasing his dreams in California.


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Monday, September 17, 2018

Loc Glin ~ presents ~ Undivided Attention (A Mystic Museum Novella)


First let me fill you in on the premise of The Mystic Museum Series. Minerva’s Mystic Museum is located in New York City. Every full moon the “powers that be” choose someone from the visitors of the museum. This someone, known as the mystic walker, will be the hero/heroine of the novel. The “powers” select someone they feel deserves a second chance, or just a chance to follow their destiny. Minerva, the curator and caretaker of the museum meets the chosen mystic walker. Through the magic that has been entrusted to her, Minerva supplies them with the opportunity to change their lives.

Blurb:
On the eve of her wedding, Korina discovers the rumors of her betrothed’s hideous looks are true. Fearing the stories of his brutality are also factual she takes drastic action. The result of which lands her in an alien dimension.

Five years later she is compelled to visit Minerva’s Mystic Museum. The ‘powers that be’ have interceded giving her the chance to change that destiny.

Korina is sent home where she discovers it is the morning of her wedding day. Determined to do the right thing, she marries Adam.

Witches are not unknown to Korina, so how will she handle the curse that has divided her husband into two men?

Adam is caring and kind. Arun is, well, a bastard! Unbeknownst to her they are two halves of the whole man she has married.

Will Adam’s ugly face and Arun’s kinky sexual desires send her running home? Or, will she stay with her husband, honoring her betrothal commitment?

Does Korina have a kinky side as well?

How will she break the curse? Does she want to? 

Story Excerpt:
Korina snuggled down under the feather comforter, trying to prolong a wonderful dream in which she was in her old bed in Kire Dell. Inhaling deeply, she enjoyed an almost forgotten pleasure. How long had it been since she’d inhaled the sweet fragrance of Kazmi? Her mother favored the scent and made sure that the sheets at home always smelled of it. A lump filled her throat, and she sighed around it. A strong wave of homesickness assailed her.

Why had she run away? That question frequented her mind often. She’d done it because the man she was betrothed to since birth was reported to be ugly, deformed, and mean. She’d heard the rumors but steadfastly refused to believe them until the night before her wedding day.

The memory played again in her mind.

Alyssa, her lifetime friend, had run into her room. “He’s here. I saw him arrive,” she said, out of breath, her hands clutching at her chest.

“And?” Korina asked.

Alyssa’s horror-filled expression said it all, but she had to hear it.

“I’m so sorry, Kori.” Alyssa wrapped her arms about Korina in a hug.

Korina slipped out of Alyssa’s arms. “Tell me,” she said, full of fear.

“It is worse than we imagined.” Alyssa dramatically plopped onto the bed and started to cry. “He is the ugliest man I have ever seen.”

Korina paled, staggered to the bed, and sat down.

“What am I supposed to do? How can I marry someone that ugly? If that’s true about him, then he must be mean too. He’ll beat me.” Her fear escalated.

“You could run away,” Alyssa suggested. She sat up and started to think about that as a possible solution.

“Where could I go that my father couldn’t find me and bring me back? This marriage is important to our family. It’s about honor. The commitment was made years ago. If I run away, we will be disgraced.”

“Not if you’re kidnapped.”

“What?”

“We can make it look like a kidnapping. No one will know it wasn’t.”

“That’s a good idea,” Korina agreed, her hopes rising. “But it won’t work.”

“Why?”

“When I’m released or escape and I’m home again, the wedding will still take place.”

“We could fake your death.”

“How?”

“By having a witch put a spell on you.”

“And what happens when I come back to life?”

“You don’t. If you come back to life, it will be the same as running away.”

“But that means I have to go away forever,”

“You’ll find some way to do it, and you’ll find some way to let me know that you’re okay and where you are.”

“That’s a pretty drastic plan.”

“Kori, I know what he looks like, and believe me, it’s not drastic.”

Well, she’d gone to that witch and gotten that spell.

Only something had gone wrong. She never woke up. Instead, she’d found herself on an alien planet. Luckily, she’d been able to fit in. Her ability to learn quickly had served her well on Earth. The similarity between the two worlds was uncanny. She quickly discovered the differences and found that she liked them. Women had more rights in her new world, so she was able to take care of herself without many problems.

If she wasn’t so homesick and lonely, she might even be happy. Finding a man to love and making friends in this new world was beginning to seem impossible. There were times when being around people here gave her the heebie-jeebies. Maybe they felt the same way about her. That might explain it.

Korina inhaled deeply. The scent of Kazmi once again filled her nostrils. With her eyes still closed, she pulled the covers closer to her face savoring the moment, not wanting it to end. This is wonderful, a bit strange but wonderful.

The door burst open.

“Kori, Kori, wake up,” Lena chirped as she bounded across the room. The bed rocked as she jumped onto it.

Korina froze. This is really bizarre. It feels so real.

A touch of panic infused her. She peeked out from the covers. Her little sister sat on the bed. Lena’s long blond hair curled to her waist. The child was dressed in her blue bunny pajamas, complete with the ears. Tears filled Korina’s eyes. This is exactly how she remembered her sister. This dream was so real it hurt.

Lena leaned close to her. “Why are you crying, Kori?”

“Because I love you. It’s been so long since I talked with you.”

Lena smiled and laughed. “I love you too. Mommy sent me to wake you up.” Lena furrowed her brows. “I talked with you last night. Did you forget?”

“No, I didn’t forget.”

Lena kissed Korina’s cheek. Korina touched the wet spot left by her lips.

“Mommy says you have a lot to do today. It’s your wedding day, remember?”

“My wedding day?”

Korina bolted upright.

“Then I’m not dreaming? I’m here?”

“Where else would you be, silly?”

Lena clambered off the bed.

“I’ll tell Mommy you’ll be down in a few minutes.”

The door slammed closed behind Lena after she ran through it.

Korina pinched herself.

“Ouch.” She smiled.

“I’m really home.” She started to laugh. “Thank you, Minerva!”


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Friday, September 14, 2018

Loc Glin ~ presents ~ End Detour (A Mystic Museum Novella)



Visiting Minerva’s Mystic Museum can change lives forever. Magic makes life altering changes possible. Can Shamika and Harold forgive and forget? Can they overcome trust issues and make a life together?

Shamika must give up the life that she has come to accept and trust as normal. Is it time for a change? Does she really want a change? Will her history as a prostitute make that change impossible? Does Harold’s stubbornness prevent it? The unlikely pair are about to find out.

One encounter in a barn catapults these two strangers down a road of self examination and rediscovery. Past events have tainted their visions of what life should be. The powers that be have given them the opportunity to change their lives. Join them as they conquer their fears and the past disappointments that haunt them.

Family ties will be drawn into question. A possible future together will terrify them.

Mystic Museum magic is in the air!

Note: This book contains forced seduction.

A Siren Erotic Romance

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Thursday, September 6, 2018

Mark Morrison ~ an interview and his novel ~ Two Spells

I AM PLEASED TO WELCOME AUTHOR
Mark Morrison





BIO:
Mark was born number seven of eight children in a small town in Ohio. His family moved to Florida where he grew up, met an incredible women, got married and raised four fantastic children, three boys and a girl.
Many years later an empty nest left him to his true calling, storytelling. His first remarkable story is about a heroin whose courage and unrestrained personality, like his daughters, breathes passion and fervor into this adrenaline packed fantastical story.

BANTER – STUFF ABOUT YOU
Q: How would you describe yourself as a color? Think personality here. Are you a light and airy pastel person, or more of a deep, dark, sultry and mysterious color?
A: Deep Blue

Q: Are you a morning person, or a midnight candle burner?
A: Morning person

Q: Tell me one thing about each of the four seasons you like. It can be anything.
A:  Winter = Fireplaces or fire-pits
 Spring  = New life blooming
 Summer = The heat, it's intoxicating and de-toxicating at the same time.
 Fall = Thanksgiving, because that's when I lost three of the most loved people in my life and it always brings back a flood of joyous memories.

Q: Tell me one thing that your spouse does that really endears him/her to you. One thing that annoys you. These can be tiny little things, actually the smaller the better.
A: Her smile

BOOKS – ABOUT THE CRAFT
Q: Where do you get your ideas?
A: Dreams start the process.

Q: What do you think is the hardest part of writing a book?
A: Editing.

Q: Would you ever consider a joint project?
A: I already have, so yes.

Q: Are you a sit down and play it by ear kind of writer, or do you need a structured guideline, or maybe a little of both?
A: It flows right from my mind but I'm being taught to create a base outline and then expand upon that for the sake of time.

Q: Have your characters ever taken the story in a different direction than you had originally planned? Do you have a for instance, for us?
A: Yes, absolutely. An example is Percy, who's based on my best friend. He was original only going to be a small player in the story-line but was expanded upon the next of the TwoSpells series to be an incredibly important and wow factor personality.

BOOKS - NOW LETS PROMOTE – STRUT YOUR STUFF
Q: What are you working on now? Would you like to share anything about it?
A: I wrote a mid-grade novel while the editing work was being finished on TwoSpells titled Corky. He's the most interesting pig in the fantasy world. And I've completely outlined the next of the TwoSpells series and written about 20% to completion. I feel it's even better than the first.

Q: Do you have a new book coming out soon? Tell us about it.
A: Corky first after final edit and the second of the TwoSpells series hopefully early next year.

Q: How can we find you? Do you have a web page, FaceBook page or any buy links?
A: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B079ZBBSPM


BLURB:
TwoSpells is a magical tale about teenage twins, Sarah and Jon, who find out that they're heirs to an ancient, magical realm containing an enchanted library that can transport a reader to anywhere or anytime the author has written into a story. They soon realize that moving through the uncharted inner-sanctums of multidimensional worlds isn't the safest nor wisest of choices.

Both are emboldened with a wondrous mystical gift that no being has ever possessed. But fate intervenes pulling them into an evolving inter-dimensional war between their kind, Irregulars, and treacherous evil forces flowing from parallel universes looking to claim the library's unique magical enchantment as their own portal to besieging and conquering all realms outside their own.

The two must rescue their world from a phantom hybrid alien race controlled by a demented dark-wizard, Jeremy Sermack. They'll either assimilate or be exterminated.

Will they embrace their true identities as Irregulars and become the valiant saviours the prophets envisioned, or will they retreat to the perceived safety of their distant homeland populated with the Regulars?

EXCERPT:
THE FRONT DOOR LAY FLATTENED, hinges bent and twisted and the sliding bolt-lock contorted. The door jam was broken and splintered.

“What is this?” Grandpa roared, waving his walking stick at the mountainous intruders. “Which one of ya’ is gonna pay for all this?”

The dust settled and the two ominous figures stood just outside the doorway, the bright moon blazing behind them. Tattooed across their pale blue foreheads were the numbers thirty-seven and thirty-eight. Each was stuffed into a suit two sizes too small and busting at the seams, barely able to contain their hulking, muscular bodies. Black, wraparound sunglasses hid their eyes from view and Sarah could tell that something strange lay behind them. One muttered into a small microphone curled toward his lips and the other stared straight ahead.

Grandpa rolled up behind them. “Collectors!”

“Collectors?” Sarah whispered to Jon. He shrugged.

“You know why here,” Thirty-seven grunted, flipping one side of his jacket open and exposing a peculiar gold badge attached to his belt. It was a cluster of mechanical gears embedded with astrological symbols and a mechanical winged dragon clinging to a peculiar orbs.

“We do not!” Grandma shouted, leaning on her walker.

“Overdue book,” the other one boomed, holding out a six fingered hand.

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about ya’ thug,” Grandma said, rolling her walker closer. “Who’s gonna fix me door?”

The Collectors muttered something in another language to one another.

“We haven’t even been ta’ the bloody library in years,” Grandpa argued. “Ya’ have that written in your records?”

Thirty-seven moved closer, his hand out again. “Special text overdue.”

Sarah and Jon eased backward a little. The tone of its voice sounded threatening.

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Friday, August 31, 2018

Loc Glin ~ presents ~ Unleashing the Woman Within (A Mystic Museum Novella)

Warning:
Mature content.
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Successful and relatively happy, Rowena is surprised to find out that she is living a lie. Her introduction to BDSM is unorthodox, to say the least, but the Universe knows what is in her heart and endeavors to show her that she can have it all. For excerpts and first chapters: http://www.locglin.com/unleashing-the-woman-within--the-mystic-museum-series-3.html

Blurb
Rowena Milestone, corporate executive, has an accomplished career. Yet one thing eludes her. Try as she might she can’t seem to have an orgasm even though she likes sex. Her position in the corporate man’s world tends to intimidate her dates. They perform well enough in bed, but they just don’t push her over the edge, until she meets Stephen.

Stephen Sloan has a secret. He belongs to a very special, no holds barred, anything goes sex club. He never thought he’d meet anyone like Rowena there, so he wanted to believe her outrageous story that she didn’t know how she’d gotten there. When she disappeared without a trace he knew she’d been telling the truth. Now armed with three pieces of information he is determined to find her.

Rowena was devastated when the curator of the museum couldn’t help. Minerva had said, "If the universe is willing, he will come to you." Fat chance she has of that happening.

Note: This book contains forced seduction.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Story Excerpt:
Rowena hailed a cab, her impeccable red manicure flashing as her hand waved at the passing vehicles. She looked every inch the corporate executive that she was. Her black hair was cut in a precise bob, feminine, but it could not be considered sexy. It was functional and suited her busy lifestyle. Her expensive tailored suit fit her perfectly. Her heels were a bit more stiletto then they should be, but she liked her shoes. They enabled her to express her feminine side.

She could by no means be considered beautiful. Her strong features were feminine enough when she let go of her business demeanor. That business demeanor was what got her to the top. She was a formidable foe.

Her competitive spirit is what made her love butting heads with the men that controlled her corporate world. She was good at her job, and she loved to prove it. Unfortunately that left very little time for a personal life, and no time for romance.

She hoped her date tonight would break the long run of disappointing men she’d met in the last year.

****

Rowena slipped into her clothes as quietly as possible. She picked up her shoes then tiptoed out of the bedroom.

This is why she never went back to her apartment with the date. She didn’t like sneaking out into the night like a thief, but she’d learned it was easier for her and for the man if she did. She’d suffered through enough uncomfortable breakfasts, embarrassing good-byes, and the untruthful “I’ll call you” to know when to cut her losses.

There had to be a man out there who could surprise her, someone who could bring her to orgasm. She’d had one, so she knew they existed. She was getting tired of searching for another. It was always so close and yet so far. She liked sex. She liked it a lot. Why else would she keep trying?

The men she met didn’t want to push the limits with her. She was intimidating at times. She tried to keep that aspect of her personality under control. When on the date, she tried to be just another woman. She was beginning to think that was a lost cause. All a man could see was the powerful corporate executive that she was. Conversation usually bought that fact up.

This man had almost made it, but this would be their last date. They’d had sex on the second and on the third dates. At least six times over the course of the two dates. She’d give him credit for that much. He pleasured her well enough. Unfortunately she was left still searching for that elusive orgasm. She decided to cut her losses and not invest any more time with him. A phone conversation later today would be sufficient. If he wanted to meet in person, she would do that. Sometimes that would happen. It wouldn’t happen with this one. Eric wasn’t emotionally invested in her. She knew that. This would not come as a surprise to him.

* * * *

Two weeks ago she’d had the breakup conversation with Eric. She hadn’t gone out since. It had been a while since she’d been inside a museum. Why she had the urge to go tonight was beyond her. She didn’t have anything better to do so why not?

She looked up at the full moon. In her peripheral vision she saw an elegant woman dressed in black. It seemed as though the woman was looking at her. The woman was shaking her head with an odd expression.

Rowena entered Minerva’s Mystic Museum through the beautifully carved double doors. It wasn’t long before she was impressed with the unusual and eclectic collection. She walked from one area to the next.

She stood in front of one painting for quite some time. A dark-haired, bare-chested man stood with his legs spread apart. He wore black leather pants and boots. He had a Zorro or Lone Ranger mask covering his eyes. She could swear those dark and brooding eyes were staring at her. His wrists were covered in leather. One hand held a blindfold, the other handcuffs. Both were fisted and planted on his hips. The room in which he stood was plain. The drab olive-green walls made his figure seem all the more vibrant and alive.

What would it be like to be dominated by a man like that? Her fingers twitched just thinking about touching that muscled body. Her private regions became warm and moist.

She moved away from the picture, tried to occupy her mind with something else, but somehow her feet found their way back to it. She looked up and frowned at the painting before her.

“He is a fine specimen, is he not?” A female voice said from behind her.

Rowena turned her head. She looked the woman up and down and recalled the woman dressed in black that she’d seen while outside. “Yes, I suppose he is.”

“I am Minerva, curator of the museum.”

Rowena nodded. “I’ve never been here before. Truthfully I didn’t know it existed.”

“People find us when the time is right for them.” Minerva offered her hand.

Rowena frowned, but took Minerva’s hand. “I am Rowena Milestone.”

Minerva looked her right in the eye, something most people found difficult to do. She’d been told her gaze made people nervous. Minerva’s gaze made her nervous. She felt like her insides were being turned inside out and twisted about.

Minerva frowned. “I would never have guessed…as you wish,” she whispered.

“Excuse me?” Rowena said.

“I’m sorry. I was thinking out loud. It is nice to make your acquaintance, Rowena Milestone,” Minerva said. She released Rowena’s hand. “Safe journey,” she said over her shoulder as she moved away.

Rowena looked at the woman’s retreating back. Nice dress, she thought as she passed out.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Loc Glin ~ presents ~ Dulce Isle (A Mystic Museum Novella)




Through the Mystic Museum the “powers that be” have sent Adrian to Dulce Isle…a place where he is destined to find an end to his heartbreaking inner turmoil and a new future filled with ‘love’ as he had never dreamed possible.

Teaser:

All through dinner Rosa watched the interaction between Adrian and Jon. Was Adrian interested in what Jon was offering? She couldn’t tell.

She was afraid another poor choice in men wouldn’t bode well for Jon. His last two partners were fickle. Jon needed a strong, stable relationship, not the flings these young people offered. Not that she and Jon were all that old. They were about the same age, although she’d never admit that she was very close to thirty-six.

Jon was sentimental and sweet. If he gave his love to someone, then that someone was his world. On Dulce Isle, especially here in Vista Bay, one’s sexual preference was never an issue. What was Adrian’s sexual preference? She’d felt something click between them, but she also saw the tentative glances Adrian was sharing with Jon.


Dulce Isle is an erotic ménage a trios romance, M/M/F with paranormal elements and a HEA. Heat level is rated SEXTREME by Siren-BookStrand Publishing. For adult excerpt and 1st chapter vsit http://www.locglin.com/dulce-isle--the-mystic-museum-series-2.html

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