Blood & Magic, Book 3 of Shadow Company – A Vampire’s HEA

Can a vampire have an HEA, a happy-ever-after in his life?  Well, the answer is complicated.  Certain factors have to be in place, the planets have to aline just so, and the world must tilt on its axis.  Yes, the fact a vampire has to rely on the fates for his romantic future is a puzzle.  Many have tried to work out the ending, many have failed.  Such a proclamation is not without its flaws or so the nay-sayers preach.

J.T. Leighton was a good soldier.  He was a good Navy SEAL.  He ran into a situation which altered his nature for all eternity.  He’s come to grips with the idea, or so he thinks.  Then, someone from his past shows up out of the blue.  She’s a long drink of water with a talent for dance.  No one had come close to stirring J.T. to wish for something more than a one-night-stand until Jessie Coulter came into his life.  They’d share passion and a tender connection.  Then she disappeared, literally in front of J.T.’s eyes.

Now, his days are filled with loneliness and his nights with murder at his own hands.  J.T.’s a vampire killer with a hard-on for bad guys.  Don’t blink or you might miss the rest of the tale.  Blood & Magic releases on Valentine’s Day.

Oh, if you don’t mind, wish J.T. a Happy Valentine’s Day.  It may be the only one he gets.  Pre-order your copy today.

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Excerpt from Blood & Magic, Book 3 of Shadow Company

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She danced across the stage in a flutter of white netting over spandex.  Her hair, pulled back in a severe bun held the blues of an inky night.  Long and slender, she flowed with the music, each movement beginning and ending in the next.  A leap into the air reminded J.T. of a gazelle.  If only he could capture the moment, holding her so forever.  In the dream, J.T. saw Jessie as she’d been almost two years before.  She had been a beauty of exceptional poise and statue.  The grace of her movements were compliments of her tall, lean curves.  A ballerina – his ballerina.

J.T. sat up in the bed.  Nerves rippled along his arms.  Glancing at the clock, he snarled at the readout – three in the afternoon.  Damn!  Rubbing the tension in his neck, he flung his legs over the side of the bed.  Too early to go out.  He padded downstairs for a drink.

Trapped!  He was a fucking prisoner in his own house when the past came calling.  Snarling at the fact, he switched gears, shoving at the memories from years before.  Her laughter caught him off guard.  Glancing around just in case, he stilled.  Her image flitted through his mind.  J.T.’s maker, the damn Sultan, was up to his old tricks.  J.T. would wager money on that idea.  With the bag of chips under his arm, he headed back.  Thank the gods he was allowed some small favors such as something other than pig’s blood to enjoy.  With the glass of warmed blood in his hand, he wandered back up the stairs.  He wanted to wallow in his memories of her, his Jessie.

No, he did not forget how he had come to meet her.  A suspect in a crime of murder.  No, he did not see her as a murderer or a psychopath.  His job as a private investigator meant he sought the truth.  In her case, the truth held his heart in the palm of her hand.  She convinced him of two things in their short time together.  Number one – that she was not the perpetrator.  Number two – that despite being a vampire, he would move heaven and hell to keep her safe.  The trouble with safe was he had no control over the realm in which the woman resided.  In fact, he had no control over any realm or any condition.  Only his existence in death.  Glancing down at the glass, he realized he had finished the blood.

“Have you seen anyone who looked suspicious hanging around today, Zodiac?”

The cat rolled from sitting on his hind legs to resting on his side, before leaning into J.T.’s side.  “Meow.”

“I’ll take that as a ‘no,’ Zodiac.”  Getting back up, he prowled the room.  Agitation, an old friend, appeared in not being unable to remain still for more than two minutes.  “Blast it all to hell and back,” he groaned.

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Shadow Company Continues

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Beyond the Veil, Book One of Shadow Company – Aubrie and Logan

That’s right!  Shadow Company will soon have a third book – Of Blood and Magic.  If you haven’t read the first two books in my Shadow Company series, better check out the sale this week.  Both Beyond the Veil and Deliberate Intent are on sale at Amazon.com.  I suggest catching up because I have some exciting news.  Of Blood and Magic is due out in January.  Book three of the Shadow Company series introduces a third ex-Navy SEAL, J.T. Leighton.  Here’s a working blurb.

J.T. Leighton, ex-Navy SEAL, and teammate of Logan Latimer and Duke Taylor starts a new life in Cheniere Station.  Since the Sultan is responsible for J.T. becoming a vampire, he has his own reasons for hunting down the mind-bending shadow walker.  Tall, mysterious and oh, so sexy, J.T. is a licensed private investigator and undercover vampire hunter.

Each member of Shadow Company has a reason to go after the ‘blood viper.’  J.T. seeks the opportunity to join their little band of warriors on a mission to save those enslaved by this demon of pure evil.  He spends his time killing the Sultan’s spawns while masked as an undead P.I.

J.T.’s plans don’t include discovering the woman who disappeared from his life two years before.  Jessie Colter is the one or was before things changed forever.   Her gifts work some sort of spell on J.T. making him believe they can have a future together.  But what does that future hold?  J.T.’s not sure he dares to find out.

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Now, here’s a snippet from Of Blood and Magic:

The night crept over the land moonless and damp.  Late November held a gloomy grip on Louisiana.  No brightly colored leaves floated from the trees any longer.  No crisp cool tinge to the air of Cheniere Station’s advance into winter.  No, the chill was bone deep and miserable.  J.T. glanced up then down the deserted street with a keen eye for trouble.

Like most nights, he prowled the streets looking for a fix.  Not the kind most vampires sought.  No, he hunted other vampires.  J.T. had been a professional vampire slayer since that fateful night in Afghanistan.  The Sultan, a blood viper of pure evil, had turned him.  He was J.T.’s master.  The Sultan viewed him as a blood slave and his number one boy.  The shadow walker saw J.T. as an asset.  His go-to-guy for blood kills.  The irony was the Sultan didn’t want the bodies for blood.  He wanted them for their souls.

For the first year of his existence as a vampire, J.T. performed the duties of a blood slave.  His instructions from the Sultan were to suck the victim’s blood until they were on the verge of death.  Any more and the victim would die and be useless to the Sultan’s plans.  Any less and J.T could die at the hands of the attacked.

Thank the gods the Sultan’s hold over him diminished once he escaped the Middle East.  Here, he exacted vengeance against all who killed ruthlessly and without remorse.  His notion was killing them was his way to even the score.  J.T. sought justice because there were those who were turned and fought to survive while holding on to some small ruminant of their humanity.

“So, you have a death wish.”  The observation was one he used over and over again.  Each time he confronted a fellow bloodsucker, he taunted his target.  A surprised vampire made for an easy kill.  Plus, J.T, liked the thrill of a face to face encounter.  Sure, a stake through the heart of an unsuspecting vampire was quicker.  The fact was, J.T. craved the confrontation.  If he was going to kill his own kind for a living, why not enjoy the job.   In his line of work, there was never a shortage of prey.  It didn’t matter that he would never kill them all.  J.T. like to think of his nightly hunts as a way of leaving his mark.  That’s what he did, too.  To date, he had killed over a hundred bloodsuckers since returning from the desert.  The job beat the hell out of wandering the streets at night and thinking of the woman he could never hold again.

The vampire whirled, his eyes registered the shock.

J.T.’s feral growl signaled an attack.  A lunge off the ground sent him flying into space before dropping atop the shocked blood hunter.  After all, vampires did not kill vampires.  Laws against such were in place and had been for centuries.

The vampire’s weak punch glanced off J.T.’s chin.  He grappled with the bloodsucker.  Reaching out, he managed to grip that one by the throat.  Wasting no time, he went for the jugular.  Blood spurted as J.T. sank his teeth into the neck of his prey.  His victim’s life fluid filled his mouth and throat as he drank his fill.  Soon, the lifeless body lay crumbled at his feet.  “Good riddance.”  Wiping blood from his face, J.T. whirled at the scent of more vamps.  They were close.

Their spokesman sneered, his fangs shining in the street light.  “Gonna need a little bit of magic to finish us all off, traitor.  You are a hunted man, you know.  The high council has a bounty on your head.  Your days, they are numbered.”  Sauntering sideways, the cocky fellow examined his opponent.

“That fact isn’t going to slow me down.  You’re the next to die.”  Before the trio could blink, J.T. materialized behind them.  Wheeling, each, in turn, found their doom.  The blade in J.T. hand dripped with fresh vampire blood.  Quick and efficient, he wiped the blade on his jeans.  “No need to waste their carcasses,” he mused aloud.  “The werewolves can always make use of a fresh kill.”  Satisfied with a glance about for witnesses, J.T. scooped up the headless monsters and took to the sky.  Dawn was approaching, and he grew weary.

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Look for a cover reveal coming next month.  Thanks for dropping by and leave comments below.  I’d love hearing from you.

Catherine

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Flash Sale! Deliberate Intent is #FREE!

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Fabulous Friday (today, August 11th) and Sublime Saturday (August 12th) just got better.  You can purchase a copy of my latest paranormal romance, Deliberate Intent, book two of Shadow Company #FREE at Amazon for these two days!!

 

But wait.  There’s more.  How about a snippet?  You’ve got it!  Logan Latimar, a warlock, and ex Navy SEAL is confronted with what he hopes is a vision.  Reality has fingers as cold as ice though, and he needs solace.  Check out this steamy scene in the Louisiana heat.  Hugs and Happy Friday!

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Lingering at the door, Logan made a show of waving.  The cars drove away followed by the dust of a dirt drive.  Guests were fun but the day had been long.  “That went well.”  His estimation settled in the silence.  Turning, he searched the great room for Aubrie.  She’d been quiet most of the evening.  He missed her usual banter with Pilot, her shadow walker friend.  Katie, Aubrie’s best friend, and Gus, Logan’s brother probably hadn’t notice.  He did.  Had Aubrie, the seer already figured him out?  No, discovering his secret would cause an eruption.

Padding barefooted to the sofa, he dropped down on the cushions.  The day had been tediously long.  Words were stilted.  Conversation with Aubrie came at a price.  Glancing up, he noted the ceiling fan’s swift swirl.  Logan closed his eyes.  How had he gotten himself into this mess?  Even knowing the answer didn’t help.  A casual encounter with Connie, his ex at Joiner’s grocery had mushroomed into a full-blown situation.  Throwing an arm over his head, he propped his feet on the coffee table.  Aubrie would protest if she walked in about then.  She didn’t.  He could hear water running – in the shower.  Most times, he would slip out of his jeans to join her.  The notion of his hands on her silky skin appeared in his mind’s eye.  Those long legs wrapped around his hips.  Suds rolled down their bodies as he kissed her senseless over and over again.  Giggles and groans accompanied the hot, wet shower sex.  The image was one of his favorites.

The laughter switched.  No longer alluringly sweet, the sound rang raw as if on the verge of hysterical.  Logan opened his eyes.  Connie stood on the opposite side of the coffee table.  She cocked a hip while smirking at him.  Logan jumped.

“What’s the matter?  Not who you were expecting?”

His senses sharpened.  He went into military mode.  “What do you want?”  Nasty rimmed the question.

“That’s not very hospitable of you, Logan.”  Easy as you please, she strolled around the table before dropping down in front of him.  “Why don’t you let me work my magic on you, Latimar.”

Logan glared at the fingers slipping up his thigh.  Was she real?  With a free hand, he clamped down hard and unyielding.  “Don’t.”  Noting the chill in her skin, he shifted to stand.  “Get out.  Now!”

“All right.  But I’ll be back.  After all, I got more of a right to you than Aubrie does.”  With a jerk of her head in the bathroom’s direction, Connie stood, giving her long blonde tresses a good shake out.  Sauntering to the door, she narrowed her eyes at him.

“Have a nice night, Logan or should I call you daddy?”  With those words, she disappeared.

Logan released a sigh in a long, laborious effort to somehow cleanse his skin of her touch.  No good.  The incident wasn’t merely a dream.  He could smell her cheap scent. She had been in the room.  Flesh and blood, Connie had stood almost where he stood now.  “What the hell,” he growled in the silence.  “I’ve seen a ghost or an apparition, maybe a vision.  Something.”  Glancing down, he noted his hands shook.

“Who’re you talking to in here?”  Aubrie appeared in the door to the bedroom.  “I heard voices in here.  Did Katie forget something?”  Raking a fat comb through her chocolate lengths, she eyed him coolly.

Ice hardened along his spine.  “Nobody.  I was talking to myself.”  The habitual shove of hands in pockets followed by clearing his throat spoke volumes.  Logan would put money on it.  “Are you getting ready for bed?”

“Yeah, are you coming?”  Her questioning eyes tracked him as he gathered up his boots.

“No.  I’m not tired right now.  Hey, I think I’ll fly over to Gus’.  He said somebody’s been hanging around the garage after dark.  I want to scout out the area.  Sorta give him some help.  Won’t be long.  Go on to bed.  I’ll be back soon.  Okay?”  Reluctance appeared in her features.  He stepped to her.  “Look, I promise, I won’t be long.  Lock the doors.  I’ll use my key when I get back.”

“Sure.”

The one word grazed across the rawness of having lied to her.  You did not lie to your soulmate.  Stepping to Aubrie, Logan eased in for a kiss.  Soft and gentle, his lips skimmed over hers.  Without effort, his mind relaxed as her hands touched his shoulders.  She had a magnificent talent for making the outside world go away.  Reaching up, he cradled her face in his fingers.  Long, pleasurable moments passed as his mouth swept the corners of hers.  Nibbling her flesh, he bit the corner of her top lip before sucking.  She molded her body into his.  The easy way she gave into his attention stoked his ardor.  Small pulses of electricity ran the length of his body.  His shaft hardened as she stirred his blood with her hands.

“Logan?”

“Yeah, Sugar?”  His heart thrummed with a new and vital beat.

“Make love to me.”

In the light shining in from the bedroom window, her request hit him with the force of steel.  The words were ones he had heard before.  A flicker of memory brought back the night they’d made love under the stars.  This woman channeled his emotions like no other.  No magic compared to her touch.

With a groan, he walked her backward to the bed.  The urgency for her drove him to pull her nightshirt over her head.  “I need you, now,” he whispered.

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Excerpt and Reviews for Deliberate Intent

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Beyond the Veil, Book One of Shadow Company – Aubrie and Logan
I’m happy to share one more excerpt from Deliberate Intent.  In this excerpt, Logan wakes from a dream which cannot be.  His life as an ex-SEAL and warlock is hard enough without this being true.  See what I mean…

Thunder sounded right outside the window.  Logan woke with a jerk.  His skin ran wet with a dampness as thick as if he had run a marathon.  Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, he cursed.  “Three in the morning.”  Nothing good ever happened at three in the morning.  The truth of his opinion weighted his steps as he got up to pad to the window.  Rain hit the glass in a steady, unhurried stream.  A dull ache signaled the onset of a headache.  Another damned migraine.  Where had the dream steered into such an unholy place?

Logan turned to gaze at Aubrie.  The woman he loved lay asleep without concern or reason for fear.  Intent on keeping things just that way, he slipped out of the room.  The deck ran the length of Aubrie’s country home.  Leaning on the rail, he searched the shadows of the shallow valley below.  Unsure if he’d been more disturbed by the fact he’d had a dream about sex with someone other than the woman he was marrying or the notion he’d considered the act therapy, Logan stood wishing for a cigarette.  He had quit smoking after returning from the secular sandbox known as Afghanistan.  War held a man in its profane grip much longer than necessary or even considered normal.  So what did a man do when the dream world woke him at three in the morning with the worst wet dream imaginable, one headlining the ex-woman in his life?

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I returned from Texas and a birthday weekend with my grand daughter to find something special waiting for me.  Reviews are starting to come in, and I’m pleased to report, the book is well received.  This post includes those reviews and more. Deliberate Intent is featured at I Love Vampire Novels today.  A great site for all lovers of paranormal.Beach Travel Photo Collage

 

First, the Reviews
One reader had this to say on Amazon:
5.0 out of 5 stars FriendsSaving Friends
By Jane – Happy Camper  August 3, 2017
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This story is intense.  It shows you how true friends are worth more than gold.
Logan and Aubrie are going to get married! Katie, her best friend, is helping out with the plans. But Logan can’t figure out what’s going on.He’s dreaming things that he never would, and the dreams seem to be real. This ex Navy Seal who is a Warlock has big trouble! And even Aubrie, the seer can’t see what’s going on. Is the Demon Back? Is it a Shadow Walker? Something is out to get him, and is doing it with Deliberate Intent! Duke, one of Logan’s former Navy Seal buddies and a true friend, is being bothered with dreams too. He comes to visit Logan to figure it out. Sparks fly between him and Katie, but they are more concerned with helping Aubrie and Logan. Beyond the Veil proved only a teaser into the world of shadow-walkers, demons, portals, veils, and the Netherworld with Seers and Warlocks and the ghost of Marie Laveau. This story takes you into a puzzle that needs to be solved. But will it? Will Duke and Katie help their best friends? OMG, you just have to read it!!
Another reader shared this review:
on August 3, 2017
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
I loved getting to know Duke and Katie and watching them fall in love. It was great to revisit and see what Logan and Aubrie have been up to also. This story picks up a few weeks after they have taken care of the demon Beyond The
Veil and gotten back to normal.
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Thanks for loving where paranormal and romance collide.  Until next time, thanks for dropping by.
Catherine
 

Friday Teaser – Deliberate Intent, Book Two of Shadow Company

Deliberate Intent, book two of Shadow Company is in the works.  I want to share the backdrop of the story with you while the details are being worked out.  Friends of Aubrie and Logan’s come to their rescue when the couple finds themselves involved in a criminal act.  To prove their innocence, Aubrie and Logan must rely on the help of Katie Tibideaux, hometown girl and pharmacist,  and Duke Taylor, ex-Navy SEAL, and cowboy.

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At first glance, these two mere mortals couldn’t be more different.  But as the danger mounts against their friends, Katie and Duke find common ground in a sizzling relationship that proves opposites attract.  In this scene, Katie and Duke are in the vacant house left by Aubrie and Logan when they escaped arrest by disappearing into the Netherworld.

 

 

Searching for clues, neither Katie nor Duke are sure of the other’s intentions.  Yet, thrown together, they discover their attraction to each other is heating up.

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Katie’s feet faltered.  Likely reluctant to believe in the depth of his commitment, she stalled.  “Where are we going with this, Duke?”

“Into the future, darlin’.  I intend to make sure you understand just how important you are to me.”  His mouth turned up in a slow grin.  “That intelligent mind of yours is working overtime.  I know what your thinking.  Duke Taylor’s a lone wolf, a drifter, a slick operator.  Love ‘em and leave ’em, am I right?”  Reaching out, he traced the swell of her cheek to the corner of her lush mouth.  “But, I promise you, I’m in this with you for the long haul, Katie.  You’ve cast your spell over me.  The fact is, I don’t want to break that spell.  I’m happier than I’ve ever been with anyone.  Do you know what it takes for a man like me to admit that?”

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Thanks for dropping by today.  I hope you check out book one of Shadow Company, Beyond the Veil.  The fight for good over evil takes some surprisingly dark turns in the first installment of Shadow Company.  Join Logan Latimar and Aubrie Sinclair as they use their mystical talents to save their small corner of the world.  Demons in the guise of shadow walkers and real life issues brought back from an unforgettable war make life difficult, if not dangerous for these two lovers.  So begins the tale of love in the paranormal.

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Beyond the Veil, Book One of Shadow Company – Aubrie and Logan

 

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The Romance Reviews’ 6th Annual Celebration is Underway

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Join romance readers around the country for some of the best games and prizes available from romance authors during the month of March.  Each day in the month a different author will offer prizes such as ebooks and more.  All you have to do is play the games to win!

Mark your calendar for March the 17th.  Up for grabs on my page will be the first book in The Loflin Legacy, Comanche Haven.  Enter for your chance to be a winner.  Here’s the link.

Direct Link To My Page: http://www.theromancereviews.com/100003063284941

While you’re there, check out my other books as well.  I look forward to your comments.  Happy reading!

Catherine Wolffe

 

 

 

Beyond the Veil Celebration

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2017 is just around the corner.  Saying goodbye to 2016 will not disappoint me overly.  The year proved challenging and demanding in new and unique ways. So I bid the year adieu with a small celebration for my latest book, Beyond the Veil, Book 1 of Shadow Company.  Please join me for the Facebook event scheduled to begin tomorrow.

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Drop by and pick up the book at half price for a limited time.  In addition to the price reduction, you can register for a grand prize drawing.  I’m giving one lucky reader a set of autographed CW paperbacks.  All you have to do is share the book on Amazon to your page on Facebook.  Copy the link in a post at the event, and you are in the drawing.  There will be other prizes throughout the three-day event.  I look forward to sharing the incoming year with you and celebrating with friends.  Happy New Year and thanks for dropping by.

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Beyond the Veil – book blurb

Aubrie Sinclair, a seer from a long line of empaths, considers her talent a gift and a burden.  She’s a loner until she meets Logan Latimar, the ex-Navy SEAL, and warlock.  Sparks fly as they discover each other’s talents as well as hang-ups.  One thing they have in common is their battle with the evil demons known as shadow walkers living between worlds and stealing memories for their own pleasure.  Seekers of truth and justice, Aubrie and Logan face a threat and discover their genuine purpose.

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A Vivid Imagination From Beyond the Veil

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We are two weeks and a few days away from Beyond the Veil, book 1 of Shadow Company‘s release.  I’m excited to share this first installment in the Shadow Company’s trio.  Look for your copy at all major outlets New Year’s Eve.  Now for that imagination.

Logan Latimar and feisty, Aubrie Sinclair find common ground and sparks light their world.  Here’s a snippet of conversation over coffee at Stogie’s Place.  Enjoy!

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To Aubrie, the diner was like stepping back in time.  The atmosphere went back further than the cafes of the fifties with their bright colored vinyl bar stools.  Cozy, dark stained wooden booths lined the wall of windows making up the building’s inviting structure.  Stogie’s Place reminded her of the diners of the forties with a soda fountain near the back.  The hole-in-the-wall establishment might have been where Al Capon strolled in, firing off enough rounds to kill his current enemy in crime.  The gun smoke would still fill the air as he calmly exited the door, getting back in his car before speeding away.  Aubrie could practically smell the coppery scent of blood splatter on the walls.  Screams mixed with overturned chairs littered the space as patrons scurried from the murder scene.

Logan touched her arm.  “I said where would you like to sit?”

“Huh?”  Aubrie blinked away the vision.  “I don’t care.  Over there is fine.”

“Where’d you go?”  His voice deepened with the question.

Warmth surrounded Aubrie as she imagined him in the bedroom with a single lamp for light.

“I ugh, I drifted off there for a moment.  That’s all.  This place reminds me of the gangster days the locals mention when Bonnie and Clyde, you know those infamous bank robbers, frequented the area.  Can’t you see somebody like them or Al Capon or maybe Baby Face Nelson appearing in the doorway?  All of a sudden, their rival is lying in a bloody pool.”  She smiled wistfully at the idea.

“Wow, that’s a vivid imagination you’ve got there.  Easy on the blood, okay?”

Unable to help the laugh, Aubrie reined in her thoughts.  “I’m app to conjure up a tale or two.  I write for a living, among other things.

“You’re an author?  That’s fascinating.”  His eyes lit with interest.

She had hit a cord with this ex-SEAL.  Unable to stop the smile, Aubrie wondered what else made up this handsome package of male testosterone.

“So what do you write about?”

Now, she relaxed a fraction.  Her love of writing surfaced, so, of course, Aubrie couldn’t stop the easy feeling of purpose, each time her work was mentioned.  Nothing bad ever came from discussing her writing.  “I’m a romance writer.  I love mixing paranormal and  suspense along with history.  Can’t get enough of them.”

“Wow, I see.  You really enjoy the work, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I do.  What about you?  No, let me guess.  You work at the garage during the week and save drowning damsels on the weekend.  Sounds like Superman to me.”

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Catherine

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Beyond the Veil

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The end of 2016 marks my sixth year as a romance author.  I love the journey and look forward to many more tales of suspense and mystery within the genre of fantasy.  My latest book, Beyond the Veil, book 1 of the Shadow Company series, scheduled for release at the end of the year brings magic to life.  I plan on sharing small snippets of the book with you, the readers in the coming weeks. To begin, here is the synopsis.

Beyond the Veil, book 1 of the Shadow Company series

Aubrie Nelson wanted peace.  As a seer, she cherishes living alone with only her dogs and horse as companions on a quiet farm in the hills of northern Louisiana.  The solitude allows her to harness her gift and banish the unwelcome voices in her head.  Her world is turned upside down when she meets Logan Latimar, former Navy SEAL, and warlock.

Evil lurks in the fog.  Logan has seen the demons in his tours as a Navy SEAL.  Even his talents as a warlock can not rid his world of the danger, residing on the other side of the light.

Can his attraction to Aubrie be more than a mere fascination?  Or, are they destined to face the shadow walkers from the netherworld?  Together they embark on a spin chilling adventure as self-proclaimed saviors of the world.

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“So that’s why you love it way out here.”  Logan scanned the darkness, examining the silhouettes in the burgeoning moonlight.  “I understand it now.  This place is your haven, your sanctuary.”  Turning, his eyes traced her features.  “You’re an amazing woman, Aubrie.”

“Not really.”  The laugh escaped unbidden.  Now, she gripped the rail.  Its strength she found necessary at the moment.  “Some say I’m crazy.”

Silence filled the air.

Funny, she had expected him to disagree.  She shot him a glance from beneath her lashes.  He started to laugh.  Starting as a bubble of amusement, Logan did not finish until he held his side.  “A stitch, sorry.”  Having trouble breathing, he clutched his middle.

She did not know whether to ignore the outburst or roll with the mood.  “What’s so funny, exactly?”

“I’m sorry.  Folks were calling you crazy.  I find that ironic is all.”  He smoothed a stray length of hair back from his forehead.  “You see the way the Army smothers a mistake is to cast aspersions on those involved.  If you find yourself under fire, cause a diversion.  We were labeled crazy by the shrinks once we got stateside due to our dispute over the call to disengage that night.  It’s so convenient for them to label you with PTSD and close the book on you.  Honorable discharges dished out all around.  Hoorah, team five.”  He waved a long finger in a circle above her head.  One pious general even mentioned how grateful we should be to have our pension intact.  He said how we could have been court-martialed for insubordination under fire.”

“You think I’m running don’t you?”  Aubrie watched him carefully.

“What?”  He shook his dark head.  “No! Why do you say that?”

Extending her arms, she encompassed the dark space before them.  “You see a coward who had rather live alone than face the world.  You think I believe you’re a coward.”

His eyes deepened to forest green.  Sparks of amber sizzled around his pupils.  “I don’t believe any such thing.  Quit putting words in my mouth, woman.  That’s not the way it is.”  Shoving back, he turned his back to her.  A moment passed.  Slowly, he turned to face her.  “I see what you’re up to.  You’re goading me aren’t you.  Trying to remind me, I’m not a victim here.  Am I right?”

She glanced out at the new moon’s gleam over her tiny valley.  “A man needs to remember why he’s fighting and for who.”  She turned away, walking down the length of the deck.  As she did, she glanced back.  “Small minded people will always believe what they want.  It helps them sleep at night, I suppose.  You and I believe in truth and justice.  I guess that makes us off kilter for some.”

“You had me going there for a minute.  Of course, I don’t believe the talk or the diagnosis.  We know what we were put here for, and that’s all that matters.”  Logan narrowed the distance between them.  Sweeping Aubrie up, he kissed her hard.

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