Amaranthine

 

Eternal Life. 

Endless Love. 

Infinite Cost.

Amaranthine

by Delia Strange

Genre: SciFi Time Travel Historical Paranormal Vampire Romance

Eternal life comes at a cost

For centuries, Amaranthine has walked through time—an immortal bound by a gift she never asked for. From the opulent halls of the Roman Empire to the decadent jazz clubs of 1920s London, to the futuristic floating city of New Francisco, she has lived countless lives, loved deeply, and lost more than most could ever bear. With each new era comes new faces: lovers, rivals, and those drawn to the mystery of her eternal existence. But immortality comes with a price, and as the world changes, so too does the weight of the centuries she carries.

Torn between living for the future and haunted by the choices of her past, Amaranthine must confront the question that has followed her for an eternity: What does it mean to live forever when everything and everyone else fades away?

 

“This is the first book in a while that I have continued to mull over even after I'd finished reading it as it's definitely a story that gets you thinking.”
~ Lynne Stringer, Goodreads Review

 

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Amaranthine’s fingers twitched by her side, betraying the stillness of her posture. She had spent her days wrapped in the quiet routines of the villa, the tasks so small, so predictable, that she’d almost believed herself invisible. But when Marcellus looked at her, she felt herself unravel. There was an invitation in his eyes, a challenge wrapped in dark curiosity, and she found herself unsure whether she wanted to turn away or step forward, closer to whatever unknown waited in that gaze.

Marcellus straightened from his lean against the archway, the lazy elegance of his movement drawing her in further. He hadn’t spoken to her yet, not directly, but there was a thread that wove between them ever since his first arrival. It was dangerous, this game they played without words. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach, a low thrum of something like fear—no, not fear, something deeper, as though she were standing at the edge of something vast and unknowable. He took a step toward her, his expression flickering behind the ease of his smile.

“I’ve seen you here before,” he said, his voice low. The words stretched across the courtyard as though meant for her alone. She’d watched him from the corner of her eye for weeks but hearing him speak felt like breaking the surface of water after holding her breath too long. Amaranthine’s lips parted, the instinct to respond quick and simple, but instead she found herself locked in place, caught in a silence that felt too revealing, too fragile. He smiled, and a small pulse of recklessness responded, helping her forget for a moment the weight of her life here. “You’re always watching,” he added, the edge of a tease in his voice.

Amaranthine’s cheeks flushed and she smiled—a soft, shy thing she felt immediately foolish for. She pressed her lips together, trying to stifle the expression, but the warmth remained, coloring her face. She struggled to think of something, anything, to say in response. The way his presence filled the space between them left her fumbling.

Before she could gather herself, Aurelia tugged at her sleeve. “We’re thirsty,” the little girl announced, with the certainty only a child could have in such a moment. Lucius, the younger of the two, nodded vigorously, eyes wide. Grateful for the interruption, Amaranthine quickly turned her attention to the children. “Of course,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt. She threw one last glance in Marcellus’ direction—he was still watching her, a knowing smile playing on his lips—before hurrying toward the kitchen.

She returned a few moments later with a cup of posca, the watered-down vinegar drink common in the household. The children eagerly shared it before dashing off to chase each other once more, leaving Amaranthine standing alone again. She smiled at their carefree joy, until a familiar shadow crossed her peripheral vision. Marcellus had moved closer, lingering at the edge of the courtyard.

“I didn’t mean to scare you off,” he said. “You’ve been quiet, but I’d like to hear your voice. What’s your name?”

Amaranthine’s fingers tightened around the empty cup in her hands, the warmth of her earlier embarrassment still clinging to her skin. She glanced up at Marcellus, his presence feeling heavier now that he was so near. Her name—it should’ve been an easy answer. It was a simple thing to give, but the moment his question reached her, it felt as if the very air around her shifted, a reminder that she didn’t truly know who she was. Amaranthine. That was the name the family called her when she’d found herself in their home. It was the only word she had to hold onto in the strange emptiness of her memory.

“Amaranthine,” she finally said. It felt unfamiliar on her tongue, even after all these months, like a word borrowed from another’s life. She looked down, embarrassed again, unsure if her name sounded odd to him, a name without the history or lineage so valued in families like his.

Marcellus tilted his head, his smile softening. “Amaranthine,” he repeated, as if testing it out for himself. “It suits you and your golden hair.” His hand moved as if to touch it but then he pulled it back to his chest. He stepped a little closer, and she felt her breath catch. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you, but you always seem so far away.” His words made her heart race. She wasn’t used to being the center of attention—certainly not from someone like him. “Do you always keep your distance, or is it just with me?” he teased lightly, though his gaze stayed steady on her, curious, expectant.

An only child with an active imagination, I created many stories in my head. My bookcase was overflowing, and I loved visiting the library. I'd always been a reader, but I hadn't considered writing until a childhood friend said we should write our ideas down. Once I started writing my stories, I couldn't stop.

I gravitated to stories of peculiar places and happenings. I loved twists and dark reveals, so my writing didn't stray far from that. I was a fan of fantasy—of ancient Greek myths or contemporary paranormal stories. They captured my imagination and opened me to worlds of possibilities. There were no constraints on fantasy, no wrong or right answers; anything I dreamed up was acceptable. And then came H. G. Wells and science fiction, which also opened the door to paranormal and speculative fiction, my three favourite genres.

 

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Never Forget: The Unsung Heroes

 

The Quiet Hero: My Father’s WWII Story Still Matters Today

When I first sat down to preserve my father’s memoir, I Was Just a Radioman, I didn’t imagine it would resonate beyond our family. He wasn’t a general or a decorated war hero. He didn’t storm beaches or command fleets. He was a Navy radioman—quiet, observant, and deeply humble. And yet, his story has become one of the most powerful reminders I’ve encountered of what it means to serve.

In a world that often celebrates the loudest voices, my father’s was soft but steady. He didn’t seek recognition. He simply did his job—transmitting messages, maintaining equipment, and listening through the static. 

Through his recollections, I discovered something profound: history isn’t just shaped by those in command. It’s built on the backs of ordinary people doing extraordinary things in silence.

His memoir isn’t just a timeline of events. It’s a window into the emotional texture of wartime life: the camaraderie, the fear, the boredom, and the quiet moments of reflection between missions. It’s about the humanity behind the uniform. And in today’s fast-paced, social media, soundbite-driven culture, I believe we need stories like his more than ever.

When we remember the quiet heroes, we remember the full truth of history. We honor the nuance, the sacrifice, and the resilience of those who didn’t ask to be remembered—but deserve to be.

If you’ve ever loved someone who served, or wondered what war looks like from the margins—not the headlines—I invite you to read I Was Just a Radioman. It’s not just my father’s story. It’s a tribute to every unsung voice that helped shape our world, who fought against the wrongs happening in the world and gave us the freedom we have today.

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I made a promise to my father, that I'd do what I could and find a way through my writings to make sure the world wouldn't forget those who sacrificed their lives for the world's freedom. I knew people would dismiss history. I had no idea they'd forget how vast the devastation was or how vile the world had become.

I hope I've managed to keep that promise to him through storytelling, strategy, and heart—is exactly how legacies endure.

 I Was Just a Radioman isn’t just a memoir; it’s a living tribute to the quiet courage that shaped history. 

I'm not just trying to sell you a book. My ultimate goal is to preserve a voice that might otherwise be lost in the noise of modern life. And with everything going on in the world, stories like my father’s remind us what real service, humility, and resilience look like.

In his words. No fluff.

Their hearts were strong, and their courage endless.

Pearl Harbor survivor, Black Cat radioman, and decorated WW 2 veteran. ARM H. P. Lawrence, tells the true story of the fight against the Japanese in this compilation of his memoirs.

One of only a handful of non-Native American code-talkers, H. P. Lawrence became a member of an elite fighting force, the Black Cats. Flying in their nocturnal missions, the Cats claws were sharp and their aim deadly.

From devastation to victory, the story of these brave men−the deadly, mysterious, and illusive Black Cats is a journey into the past where nightmares came true and hatred reigned. A time in history we should never, ever forget.

The day which will live in infamy…was just the beginning.

Grab your copy today.

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From his words to paper. No fluff, just plain talk from Radioman H P Lawrence, WW2 decorated veteran, Black Cat, and Pearl Harbor survivor.

Grab your copy today.

Reviewed by Charles H. Bogart (NavyHistory.org)

This self-published monograph was compiled by Ms. Ackerson to preserve the family history of Aviation Chief Radioman Henry Lawrence's service in World War II. The audience at which the book is directed is family and friends. Henry Lawrence, in June 1940 at the age of seventeen, joined the U.S. Navy Reserve unit at Newport, Rhode Island. On 12 May 1941, he was called to active duty and sent to Aviation Radio School at NAS Sand Point outside of Seattle, Washington. On 19 November 1941, he arrived in Hawaii as an Aviation Radioman and was assigned to VP 22 located on Ford Island. VP 22 at this time was flying PBY-5 Catalina flying boats.

Chief Lawrence's tale of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor is told in six pages, which add little to what has already been written about the 7 December 1941 Japanese attack on Ford Island. His service in the Pacific Theater from 1943 to 1945 was as a radioman on board PBY-5 Catalinas of VPB 71. His service in VPB 71 is told through a series of vignettes that focus on the carrying out of nocturnal patrols in the waters of the Southwest Pacific and off the coast of Formosa. These flights, Black Cat Missions, were carried out by flying at 1,000 feet above the sea, searching for Japanese merchant ships to attack. These vignettes are full of nuggets of information about U.S. Navy Black Cat operations during World War II.

Chief Lawrence's account of his service in World War II ends with The war's over! I will thank Colonel Paul Tibbets, his Enola Gay, and celebrate August 14th for the rest of my life. Once discharged from the Navy, Chief Lawrence spent the next 18-years in the Naval Reserves.

This book is an interesting read, but I suspect that only the hard-core World War II naval aviation aficionado will place this book in his library.

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Undisciplined Catalyst

 

 

I was sixteen when I found out not only am I an alien hybrid, 

but monsters called the Tai-Kok were getting ready to invade our world. 

Guess who gets to stop them? Me.

Undisciplined Catalyst

Coletti Warlord Series Book 19

by Gail Koger

Genre: SciFi Paranormal Romance

I was sixteen when I found out not only am I an alien hybrid, but monsters called the Tai-Kok were getting ready to invade our world. Guess who gets to stop them? Me. How?

My uncle, the mad scientist, created a machine called the portal that instantaneously sends a test subject from one location to another by converting them into energy. His idea is to port me onto a Tai-Kok ship. All I have to do is leave a bomb, hit the retrieval button on my spiffy traveler’s belt and poof! I’m back on Earth before the Tai-Kok ship goes kaboom. Sounds simple, right?

Wrong. Uncle Ben doesn’t have a clue where I’ll actually appear on the ship. It could be the engine room, the crew quarters, or even the bridge. It’s like playing Russian roulette. The Tai-Kok don’t like surprises or uninvited guests.

To make things even more fun, I have an alien battle commander stuck in my head and I’m related to a powerful Coletti warlord. Yippee. The chances of me living to see eighteen aren’t good.

 

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“Give ‘em hell.” A wild look in his eyes, Uncle Ben tapped on the portal's control console.

The circles of light surrounded me, but this time it felt like a zillion fire ants were crawling over my body. Holy hell! Something had gone wrong! I appeared in midair and dropped like a rock. Smack! I slammed into someone, and my Glock went flying.

My eyes bugged. I was on the bridge of a futuristic warship, and the viewscreen showed one hell of a space battle that was going on. To make things even more fun, I was lying across the lap of a huge, muscle-bound male wearing black battle armor. Since he was sitting in the captain’s chair, I was assuming he was the boss.

A very angry-looking boss. I blinked. Holy cow was he good looking, if you were into the whole merciless predator thing. Huh? The red chains woven into his black warrior’s braids matched the communication device on his left wrist. Who knew aliens accessorized and why did I care? I took a deep breath trying to control the panic streaking through me.

A low growl rumbled in his chest

One look into his disturbingly hostile amber eyes and I knew I was in big trouble. I reached for my retrieval button.

His arms clamped around me painfully and he spat a bunch of gobbledygook.

“Sorry, I don’t speak that language,” I replied mentally. Somehow, I knew he was psychic.

A harsh voice sounded in my head, “How did you get through our shields.”

“Dunno. My uncle is the scientific genius, not me. I’m just the delivery girl.”

“What do you deliver?”

Did I look stupid? The minute I told him bombs; he’d kill me. I pasted a friendly smile on my face. “Stuff. I’m Lexi and you are?”

“Battle Commander Kaelen. I serve Zarek the Coletti Overlord.”

I had no clue who Zarek was, nor did I want to meet him. “You must be so proud.”

“Do you have a death wish, female?”

I grimaced. “Some people would think so.”

Howdy. My name is Gail Koger and once upon a time I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Too many years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. I took up writing science fiction romance to keep from killing people. So far, it has worked.

 

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Pyres

 

 

As the artworks - and charred bodies - mount up, 

can Angela and Becky find out what’s happening, and how to stop it?

Pyres

by Kev Harrison

Genre: Dark Supernatural Horror

"Horror’s Kev Harrison is on fire with his latest novel, Pyres, a blistering murder mystery with echoes of Dorian Grey that compels with its artistry as much as its political commentary. Set in the New Forest and conjuring ancient gods, Pyres is darkly revelatory. Definitely make this your next read."—Lee Murray, five-time Bram Stoker Award®-winning author of Grotesque: Monster Stories

Angela has been a spirit painter for years. Channelling the spirits as they commit memories to canvas through her: childhood pets, favourite holiday locations, and sprawling homesteads. But now, something has changed.

The paintings take a dark turn just as her sister, Becky, returns from Italy. People burnt alive, their smouldering remains a vivid, visceral stain on Angela’s canvasses. Already disturbed, her life is thrown into turmoil when a right wing TV news presenter is found incinerated in a facsimile of her new painting.

As the artworks - and charred bodies - mount up, can Angela and Becky find out what’s happening, and how to stop it?

From the Independent Press Award-winning author of Shadow of the Hidden, Pyres is a tense, taut novel of supernatural horror.

 

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There’s a bite in the air that I haven’t felt since … well, since the last time I was here. I pull the jacket round me and do the zip up halfway.

After unlatching the gate, I walk it back, fastening it in place with its rope to a hook on the old stone wall, then dash back to my car and park up.

The house seems at first to be in darkness, but then I catch the orange quiver of candlelight through the windows.

Angela must be painting. Just my luck.

I grab a holdall from the boot—the rest of my things can wait until the morning—and make for the front door. I knock. Wait. And, as expected, there’s no reply.

A glance up at the sky tells me this pause in the rain won’t last long, so I head around the back of the cottage, through the knee-high grass and wildflowers to the old wooden summer house. I lift the locking bar and let myself in.

Cobwebs stretch from corners, telling tales of a summer to forget. I swat them away, careful not to catch any spiders in the process, then make for the curtain at the back. Sweeping it aside, I find the painting—my sister’s first ‘with help’, as she likes to put it—and take it down. The front door key is, as always, nestled in the corner of the frame.

With the summer house locked up, I traipse back to the front door and carefully unlock it. I creep inside, leaving my bag under the coat rack, then lock the door with as much stealth as I can manage.

Now, all that’s left is to follow the wavering shadows from the candlelight, and the pungent fragrance of henbane, to Angela’s studio on the other side of the cottage. I think about using the torch on my phone, but fear the consequences if I wake her while she paints.

The walls are emblazoned with canvases from the hall through to the lounge. The styles are eclectic, so varied you could never say they prescribed to any specific theme. Such is the way of things in her line of artistic expression.

When I reach the glass panelled door to the studio, I pause before turning the handle, knowing as I do that what I’m about to witness will never not jar with me. I take a breath, hold it, and push.

The door glides silently open and she’s there, facing me, hands frantically swiping with the brush on the portrait canvas before her. She balances with poise on the high artist’s stool, despite the extravagant motions of her painting, despite the fact her eyes are rolled back, the bulging sclera pulsing, criss-crossed with angry-looking pink veins. The shadows, swaying in the candlelight, render the scene still more other worldly. Unsettling.

The decades-old futon in the corner looks so inviting, especially as I have no idea how long this could continue for. But curiosity tugs at me, even through the fog of my exhaustion. I always want to know what she’s painting, even if I’m not wholly convinced by the way she describes her methods.

Taking care not to get too close, I tiptoe around the edge of the studio and come to a stop behind her. Her brush hand continues to thrash one way and the other, while mine are drawn, without my permission, to my mouth.

On the canvas, there is a room. The utterly unremarkable magnolia walls and fireplace are not what has stolen my breath. That prize goes to what’s at the centre of the piece. A green, leather armchair, somehow, remains intact, as do one and a half of the legs ‘sitting’ on it, if you can call it that.

At the top of the worst affected of the two legs, the thigh is a bubbled, overcooked mound of flesh, from which a charred femur extends. The torso is missing, but for a blackened imprint melted into the fabric of the chair behind. Despite this, the right leg remains covered in a fragment of a pressed, grey trouser leg. Each foot remains encased in a perfectly preserved shoe.

I try to breathe. Try to remember the mechanism by which my lungs have been pulling in air for the length of my life to date. The extremities of my vision begin to darken, my balance slipping away, when I hear Angela’s voice.

“Not again.”

Originally from the UK, but now living in Lisbon, Portugal, Kev Harrison is the Independent Press Award-winning author of Shadow of the Hidden and his newest novel, Pyres, as well as the novellas, Below and The Balance. His short fiction has appeared in more than twenty venues and is collected in Paths Best Left Untrodden. When not crafting creepy tales, he can be found travelling and eating with his partner in crime, Ana, or singing bizarre songs to his three cat overlords.

 

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Student Athletes

 

 

Pressure hurting sports and homework? Here’s the fix — evidence-based guides for athletes, parents and coaches to calm nerves, compete better, and lift grades.

Mental Toughness for Student-Athletes

Student-Athlete Series Book 1

by Dobb Mayo

Genre: Non-Fiction, Sports Self-Help

🏆 Award-Winning Book — Winner of two Gold Medals in the 2025 Global Book Awards.

Mental Toughness for Student-Athletes

A proven playbook for student-athletes—and the parents, coaches, and mentors who guide them.

Every practice rep, every late-night study session, every high-pressure moment—it all comes down to this: Will you rise to the occasion or let doubt win?

Mental Toughness for Student-Athletes is your playbook for becoming the athlete who doesn’t just survive pressure, but thrives in it. Inside, you’ll discover proven strategies to:

✅ Transform pre-game anxiety into laser focus
✅ Reframe setbacks as fuel for growth
✅ Balance academics and athletics without burning out
✅ Build resilience and mental clarity that last a lifetime

📘 Unlike generic mental toughness books, this guide is built exclusively for student-athletes.

You’ll find real-world examples, actionable exercises, and insights from sports psychology—all backed by more than 300 research references—to help you perform when it matters most.

Whether you’re chasing a scholarship, a championship, or your personal best, this book will help you develop the unshakable confidence and inner drive that set elite competitors apart.

If you’re ready to take control of your performance and unlock your full potential, Mental Toughness for Student-Athletes is your essential first step.

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Overcoming Anxiety for Student-Athletes

Student-Athlete Series Book 2

"‘Tough it out’ isn’t a strategy—it’s a warning sign. Real mental toughness isn’t about ignoring anxiety or brushing off mental health struggles; it’s about understanding, managing, and using them to fuel performance.”

 

🏆 Award-Winning Book — Finalist in the 2025 Global Book Awards (Health: Counseling & Psychology)

 

Your athlete is disciplined, hardworking, and passionate about their sport. But when the pressure builds, self-doubt, fear of failure, and anxiety can hold them back more than any physical opponent. They push through, but at what cost?

You want to help—but where do you start? Ignoring mental health won’t make it go away—so how do we equip student-athletes with the tools to manage it and thrive under pressure?

As a sports psychology writer, former athlete, and parent of student-athletes, I understand the unique pressures young competitors face. This book isn’t just theory—it’s a research-backed, practical guide designed to help student-athletes manage anxiety, build confidence, and develop mental resilience. With proven techniques used by elite athletes, parents and coaches will gain the tools to support their athletes' mental health while helping them perform at their best—without burnout or fear holding them back.

Inside, You’ll Discover:

✅ 5-Step Strategy to Manage Performance Anxiety – Simple, science-backed techniques to calm nerves before and during competition.
✅ Overcoming the Fear of Failure – Develop a growth mindset that turns mistakes into learning opportunities.
✅ Essential Mental Health Tools – Help student-athletes balance academics, athletics, and personal well-being without feeling overwhelmed.
✅ Strategies for Managing Setbacks & Injuries – Help student-athletes cope with challenges and bounce back stronger.
✅ Real-Life Case Studies from Athletes & Coaches – Learn how top performers overcame anxiety and built resilience.
✅ Communication Strategies for Parents & Coaches – Foster open, supportive conversations that empower athletes rather than adding pressure.
✅ How to Recognize Early Signs of Stress & Burnout – Spot red flags before anxiety impacts performance and well-being.

Will anxiety continue to control your student-athlete’s performance, or will they learn to master it? The choice starts here.

Dobb Mayo is a sports psychology writer, former athlete, and parent of student-athletes. With a passion for mental performance and sports nutrition, Dobb combines research-backed strategies with real-world experience to help student-athletes manage anxiety, build resilience, and optimize both mind and body for peak performance—on and off the field.

Anxiety doesn’t have to hold your athlete back. Give them the tools to manage stress, build confidence, and perform at their best—starting now.

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Dobb Mayo is an award-winning nonfiction author and entrepreneur focused on sports psychology and performance nutrition for student-athletes. A biologist and editor-in-chief of RateYourSupplements.com, Dobb turns evidence into practical playbooks that help athletes—and the parents and coaches who support them—manage anxiety, sharpen focus, and excel in both sport and school.

 

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Winter's Embrace on Sale for a Limited Time 99 cents! 9.99 for print!

 

 Embrace the joy of Christmas and some yuletide cheer in this collection of five sweet holiday romances from four of today’s most entertaining authors! Featuring brand new stories from Pamela Ackerson, Jennifer Patricia O’Keeffe, Cindy Lewis Smith, and Jae El Foster, this anthology will help you hold the spirit of Christmas and the magic of true love in your heart the whole year round.

Meant to Be by Pamela Ackerson:

Single and starting over in tiny Lorman, Mississippi, teacher Faith Anjos dives into home renovations with tools in hand and a boat from her late dad's fishing Sundays. Realtor Gabriel White becomes her unexpected ally, sharing lunches, family barbecues, and stolen kisses under patriotic park lights. But when a sassy ex-roommate stirs trouble and life's curveballs hit hard, Faith learns that true love thrives not just in perfect houses, but in the messy magic of Christmas cheer and forever promises.

 

Window Shopping by Jennifer Patricia O’Keeffe:

Single and sentimental, Whitney dives into downtown's dazzling displays—animatronic toys, frosted windows, violin carols—chasing Christmas cheer alone after helping coworker Chad remotely. Fate intervenes with a literal bump into charming Chad, leading to diner laughs, Santa's lap shenanigans, and hand-holding revelations. As they embrace kid-at-heart traditions amid bustling streets and Santa's sly matchmaking, a parade invite blossoms into dinner-and-movie dreams. Proving the season's sparkle uncovers love when least expected.

 

Mr. Hollister’s Christmas by Cindy Lewis Smith:

Thirty-three and resigned to spinsterhood in Goldfield, Josie channels her Georgia Christmas memories into a perfect Eve nuptial for Rose and Hank, footed by taciturn rancher Clint Hollister. Their prickly partnership blooms amid pine boughs, fiddle waltzes, and whispered regrets from a saloon-fueled mail-order mishap. When a wheel-wrecked ride home unveils Clint's hidden role in her arrival—and his lingering loneliness—snowy revelations ignite a romance as timeless as the stars above the Llano River.

 

What the Snow Blew In by Jae El Foster:

Snowbound in Deerborne, Connecticut, during a record-breaking blizzard, editor Carina Whitaker hunkers down with wine, her cat Tom Boy, and cherished Christmas ornaments—until a shivering mailman named Jerry delivers a package and seeks refuge from the storm. As power flickers out and drifts bury her home, candlelit evenings spark unlikely conversations, shared meals, and cozy traditions that warm more than the gas fireplace. Amid reading aloud by firelight and piano carols, holiday magic proves that what the snow blows in might just be the love she's been waiting for.

 

The Magic of Mistletoe by Jennifer Patricia O’Keeffe: 

Sarah's winter break turns into survival mode: dodging doll-throwing dollops, sweeping glass shards, and sacrificing her office sanctuary for peace between battling children. Amid cold coffee confessions and contract close-calls with hubby Thomas, festive fumbles—from runaway pillows to reluctant photos—test their bond. Yet as grilled cheeses soothe tears and starry-eyed surprises arrive post-midnight, mistletoe weaves its spell, transforming holiday havoc into heartfelt harmony and impossible dreams come true.

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The Friends and Foes of Zenobia

 

 

Do you dare approach Zenobia's purple throne?

Friends and Foes of Zenobia

A Paranormal Horror Anthology

featuring tales by

Denise N. Tapscott, Marc L. Abbott, Linda D. Addison,

Kirk A. Johnson, John Palisano, Robin Reed, Steven Van Patten

From the spellbinding novel Gypsy Kisses and Voodoo Wishes, meet Zenobia Jalio. 

Many know her as a grandmother with a few magic tricks up her sleeve from the heart of New Orleans. 

However, some believe she is a self-righteous witch, a dangerous judge, and a ruthless tormentor.  Others know her as a trusted healer, savior, and kind friend.  

History shows she was once the beloved queen of Palmyra.

Read this collection of her deeds, then decide, 

do you dare approach Zenobia's purple throne?

 

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Denise N. Tapscott is a California native. She left her heart in San Francisco, but somehow managed to leave her soul in New Orleans.

She is the author of the novel Gypsy Kisses and Voodoo Wishes and the sequel, Enlightening of the Damned.  She recently published an anthology called The Friends and Foes of Zenobia and she's currently working on a third book in the Zenobia series called Lotus Flowers of the South.

As an actress, she's known as 'Tasha', a sassy vampire featured in the YouTube comedy series 'The Vamps Next Door'.

Denise is also a co-host of the Beef, Wine, and Shenanigans podcast with fellow dark fiction writers Steven Van Patten, Marc Abbott and Kirk A Johnson. The podcast is known for being both hysterical and insightful as it deals with a wide range of topics.

*Headshot courtesy of Jay Courtney Photos.

Often referencing her favorite quotes, below is Denise's favorite motto by Hans Christian Andersen:

"Just living is not enough...one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."

 

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