Thursday, July 7, 2016

Last Night In Laguna - by C.M. Albert

Last Night in Laguna 

Bexley Rue’s gypsy soul has always chased after her heart’s next fleeting desire, until her sister Vaughn’s terminal illness brings Bex’s carefree lifestyle to a screeching halt. 

Kai Donovan has only ever craved stability and love over everything else. His trip to Laguna Beach suddenly has him throwing caution to the wind for the one woman who could capture and break his heart—all in one night. 

Knowing she’s leaving the next day for a cross-country move, Bexley’s only looking for fun on her last night in Laguna. Until she meets Kai, who sparks such an intense attraction it has Bexley questioning everything. When Bexley’s world is cracked wide open with surprises from the past and complications for her future, are Kai’s feelings enough to finally get Bexley to face her fears and allow true love in for the first time? Or will her gypsy heart win out and have her chasing shadows once again? 


“I don’t know what it is about you, but you seem to see right inside of me like no one else has been able to do since I was a little girl. It both terrifies me and turns me on like nobody’s business. But I can’t change overnight. We hardly know each other, and I can’t help my circumstances. My sister needs me, and I’m getting on a plane in”—she looked down at her Fitbit—“twelve hours.”
            “There’s a lot we could get to know about each other in twelve hours,” Kai said, his voice turning raspy as she leaned down and kissed the crook of his neck. She moaned against his skin and it nearly unhinged him. “But I’m not going to be able to think with you nibbling on my neck and sitting in my lap. You’re making this awfully hard on me, Bex.”
            “Who said I’m trying to make it easy?” she purred.
            “What’s your favorite color?” he asked.
            “Burnt orange.”
            “Burnt? What’s wrong with fresh orange? Or raw orange? Or evenly cooked orange?” he asked, laughing.
            “Because burnt orange is richer, has more depth, more passion than just regular orange,” she answered matter-of-factly.
            “Hmm. You’ve thought a lot about this,” he said. “My favorite color is black.”
            “Black’s not a color. It’s the absence of color.”
            “Nothing’s simple with you, is it Bex?” he growled. “Maybe I do just need to kiss that sweet mouth of yours so you’ll stop being so technical.”
            “Did you just say ‘technical’ while I’m sucking on your earlobe? That’s kind of hot. Say some other big words to me,” she joked, as she lifted his shirt and placed her mouth against his chest. 

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About the Author

Author C.M. Albert enjoys living dangerously on the razor’s edge as both author and editor. In addition to being an international bestselling author, she’s had the privilege of copy-editing under her Grammar Babe business for several international bestselling and award-winning authors. Her own writing infuses a healthy blend of humor and romance, and she’s a sucker for a good villain and everlasting love. In her spare time, she and her husband wrangle their two young kids and enjoy spending time outdoors. When not writing, editing, or kid wrangling, C.M. Albert is also a Reiki practitioner, chocolate chip cookie aficionado, kindness ambassador, and seeker of naps.   

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Saturday, June 25, 2016

Author Mariah de la Croix talks about her Psychic Encounters with those who refuse to rest

Restless in Peace 
A Psychic Mortician's Encounters with Those who Refuse to Rest 

by Mariah de la Croix

Hello Everyone,

I’d first like to thank Stacy Eaton for the opportunity to be a member of this book promo she has created.  Thank you, Stacy!

Today, June 25th, 2016, marks the seven year anniversary of my last full day of work in the funeral industry.  I found I had to leave a profession I dearly loved due to health reasons, and several years later also quit renewing the licenses I had worked so hard for.  I mean, for goodness sakes, in what field could I actually use a Cremationist or Embalmer’s license in future?  I let those go – why spend the money every year for something I can no longer use.

So, as a former funeral home employee (I am no longer legally able to use either the term of “mortician” or “undertaker”) I look back on great times where energy was high while at work in those funeral homes.  My book, Restless in Peace, brings back fond memories for me of interactions with spirits of all sorts while engaged in working in that field.

Though I had to change the names of all places and people involved to protect them and myself from people who feel entitled to know every last little detail on another person’s life or death, my sharing of encounters with spirits still, after all these years, bring feelings of warmth to my heart.  Remembering back on my encounters with those spirits I hadn’t realized, until after several meetings with them, had fully manifested still bring a smile to my face and fill my soul with good feelings.  Encounters with spirits such as Sister Mary (who gets her own chapter, by the way), or the ladies who appeared at visitations to be there for the deceased when no living being would, or the director with a great sense of humor, have been, and will always be, great memories I will carry with me forever, with an added sense of gratitude for their appearance.  

And, of course, the memories of spirits that were a touch unnerving still bring chills to me when I think back on their initial appearances.  Some of those would be the shadowy manifestations of chapters 13 and 14, the dominant spirit who had to have the last word in everything from chapter 18, and the spirit of a suicide victim that chased me through the parking lot in chapter 10, page 131 (that dear soul is now at peace, which I share my final encounter with him in my blog as an update: ).

I find myself still laughing at the antics of some of the more humorous spirits, such as the child following behind me down a hallway in chapter 7, or those who liked to move things around in chapter 6, or The Doorman spirit of chapter 1.  I also remember back and find myself laughing at me and how I reacted to spirits that tried to help me, such as The Knowing Guardian of chapter 4.

In a manner of speaking, the spirits I share with you have become family over the years.  Some of them, like the suicide victim spirit mentioned above, have taken time to visit me and I feel truly blessed by that – I am humbled that they remember me as I remember them.  In fact, as I type this, I am being surrounded by the scent of flowers.  All of the spirits I share with you in Restless in Peace taught me a little something and gave me gifts I can never repay.  I hope you find some of my encounters with spirits while working in the funeral industry entertaining and also somewhat helpfully enlightening, too.

Thank you!  I bid you Peace!

Mariah de la Croix

Author Bio

Mariah de la Croix has interacted with spirits since she was less than one year old.  A [formerly] licensed cremationist and embalmer, she spent [nearly] five years working in funeral homes.  

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