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The Wiccan Way

Destiny AwaitsThe Wiccan Way Book 1by Nicole CoverdaleGenre: Paranormal Urban Fantasy
For as long as the earth has been afloat, demons, witches, Gods, and angels have walked among us. Unknown to the human world, and now the time has come for four sisters to embrace a destiny…

Josslyn, Jade, and Julie Morgan never imagined magic was real. That is until they visited their grandmother’s grave. Now a journal their deceased mother left for them, a symbol they all know too well, and an earthquake in Minnesota has them all believing in the impossible…
They’re witches. Good witches, destined to keep the human world safe from the demonic forces that plague mankind, and now they have powers. Magical powers. Josslyn can freeze time, Jade can control electrical forces, and Julie can see the future. But, another surprise awaits them. Jasmine Nichols, a young woman who looks the spitting image of their mother. She’s their sister, and she can move things with her mind.
Adjusting to their new life as witches, coming to grips with the fact they have another sister, and to control their newfound powers the sisters find themselves on a trip to the past to get answers. But as they search for answers… an even greater threat is coming. The demonic world now knows about them, and they want one thing. Their powers.


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Once Upon a Hallow's EveThe Wiccan Way Book 2
On all Hallow’s Eve, as Josslyn, Jade, Julie, and Jasmine look to have a good ole time at the annual masquerade party, someone is planning to take away the very happy endings they grew up with…
Life has been anything but easy for Josslyn, Jade, Julie, and Jasmine ever since they found out they were witches. After an epic showdown with Satan four months ago, things are finally slowing down. Jade has gotten her bar and restaurant up and running. Both Julie and Jasmine have gone back to school. Josslyn… she’s still struggling with what she wants to do with her life. But as Halloween rolls up, they all know one thing. They want to have a good time!Little do they know an evil witch is threatening to ruin their four-month hiatus from the demonic world. Sucking them each into a different fairytale. Fairytales, whose endings have been altered. Now it’s up to Josslyn, Jade, Julie, and Jasmine to right the fairytales before happy endings cease to exist.


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CrossroadsThe Wiccan Way Book 3
When light and dark collide, one sister must make a choice that could change their lives… forever.
In the wake of the tragedy that struck on Halloween night, Josslyn, Jade, Julie, and Jasmine are shocked to learn the truth about Sky. He has no heart—someone stole it and now they are bound to get it back. When Jade, Jasmine, and Sky embark on a trip to the heavens to find his heart, they realize things are not as they seem. Black angels have taken over the heavens and they want one thing—Jasmine and Sky dead. But the heavens have a silver lining. A psychic, who is tasked with helping Jade find the answers to the questions she seeks by taking her on a journey to her past, present, and future. What she sees changes everything, but time is running out. For she can only focus on one thing… the threat to the future.
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Born and raised in the Midwest, Nicole Coverdale writes in several different genres: Mystery, suspense, romance, fantasy, and the paranormal. She is the writer of the urban fantasy series, Wiccan Way, set in St. Paul, MN, about four sisters who find out they are witches, and while adapting to their newfound powers, uncover hidden family secrets none of them knew existed. She is also the author of the Randolph Saga, which follows Elena Rodriquez's family, as they are targeted by a rogue organization that wants to ruin Elena and everything she holds dear.

With several books already mapped out, Nicole spends most of her days on the computer, letting the words flow, but when she's not writing she loves to shop, binge on Netflix or Hulu, cook, bake, and in the fall loves nothing more than a good football game. Go Pack Go!


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A Knight In Distress--New Camelot#1 :)

A Knight in Distress New Camelot #1 

 Knights are supposed to rescue damsels. That’s the natural order. So when Nathair, a knight in training, finds himself rescued by the princess he’s supposed to save, he’s annoyed. And when the princess proves she can fight like a knight? Well, that’s enough for a boy to think about a career change.
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Nathair hadn’t planned to end his last day at Sir Lancelot’s Academy for Knights getting caught cheating on his final examination. Especially since the cheating had been a misunderstanding. The incriminating piece of parchment was still in his best friend’s extended hand. General Baldwin loomed over Nathair in his emerald uniform, one eyebrow arched in disappointment.“Sir, I wasn’t—” Nathair started, standing at his desk.“Don’t even try, Locksbay.” General Baldwin held up a hand to silence him. “The situation is clear enough. I’ve caught your friend Tristan red-handed passing you that piece of paper with the correct Numeracy answers. Cheating is not only against the academy rules, but the Knights’ Honor Code as well.”Ouch. That hurts. Nathair wasn’t a cheater. He was an average student maybe, but never a cheater. He bit down the remark and ignored his fellow cadets whispering and giggling behind his back. They leaned forward on their wooden desks, heads turning from him to the general like in a game of stool-ball. Many cadets would enjoy seeing the only russet-skinned boy at the academy being publicly scolded.Tristan of Greystone stood and bowed to the general. His blond hair swished about his shoulders. “General Baldwin, it’s my fault. It was my idea to help Nathair. I knew he needed help with Numeracy, and I thought to pass him the answers. He didn’t ask me anything.”That was true, and swyve. Tristan excelled at many things—he was the academy’s top cadet—but persuading people was his most honed skill. His confident tone, reassuring smile, and bright blue eyes could soothe the most inveterate criminal into turning himself in.General Baldwin waved a dismissive hand. “You can sit down, Greystone, and keep going with your examination, but I’ll take fifty points off your final score for breaking the rules.”Tristan did as told, casting an apologetic glance at Nathair.General Baldwin took Nathair’s test and scanned it. “Let’s see why you wanted Greystone’s intervention.”When his’ gray eyebrows shot up, Nathair smelled trouble. He didn’t need the mind-reading power of the mind-wrens to guess what the general was thinking. The bell echoed in the high-vaulted ceiling of the Training Hall, and Nathair exhaled. Chairs scraped back against the wooden floor.Now he was done for.“Locksbay,” General Baldwin’s voice sounded stern, “…follow me to my office.”“Of course, sir.” He collected his quill, parchments, and ink bottle and stuffed them in his bag.“Sorry,” Tristan whispered. “I’ll wait for you here.”With heavy feet, Nathair followed the man who might expel him. He swallowed hard, thinking about his mentor. What would Ewhen say when he heard about this? Nathair shuffled behind the general along the Champions’ Corridor lined with famous knights’ suits of armor. They headed to the eastern tower of the castle toward the mechanical winch.Before entering the narrow cabin that would lift him up to the third floor, Nathair hesitated. Traveling suspended by an iron cable wasn’t his idea of a safe trip. In comparison, the clockwork stairs, despite the grinding noise of the steps winding up, seemed safer. Nathair stepped inside the cabin and shoved his hands in his blue cloak pockets, while the winch coiled up with a grinding of metal against stone. From a gap between two metal plates, he caught a glimpse of rotating wheels and pumping pistons.Once at the landing, Nathair trudged toward General Baldwin’s office. The oak door closed behind them with a thud. The room had four floor-to-ceiling windows, a high-vaulted ceiling, and a fireplace that resembled a dragon’s open jaw. Despite the size of the room, Nathair’s chest constricted. He breathed in the familiar smell. The musty scent of old parchments mingled with that of the armchairs’ worn leather.“Sit.” General Baldwin sat on his throne-like chair.Nathair groaned and dropped down onto one of the stuffed chairs. No chance this would be quick.General Baldwin scanned Nathair’s test, his eyes darting up and down. “You have twenty-five points. It’s not good enough, but it’s not an excuse to cheat either.”He didn’t reply. He’d rather take the blame than involve Tristan. Besides, telling the truth wouldn’t change his score.General Baldwin drummed his fingers on the desk. “What happened? You were a good student. Not the finest, but decent. This,” he gestured at the paper, “is not what I’d have expected from you, and I’m not talking about today’s examination.” He opened a drawer and pulled out a leather folder fat with parchments. He unfastened the string and spread them out.Nathair gripped the armrests.“I had a look at your tests and assignments, and I’m very disappointed.” General Baldwin flipped through the stack of papers. “In your last Wildlife and Wild-flora test you scored an Insufficient, same thing with Music and Courteous Conversation.”He shook his head. A sickening lump crawled into his stomach. Please, anything but Poetry.“For example, Poetry.” As General Baldwin read, his frown deepened. “Dame Puddifoot wrote only one word about your poetic skills: hopeless. What is your obsession with cats? Cats are all over your poems. You must love them.”Hardly. Cat rhymed with everything: fat, hat, sat, bat, mat—the possibilities were endless.“And I see no extracurricular skills or activities.” He stared at Nathair.He wiped his hands on the trousers of his uniform and pulled back a curled strand of his chestnut hair. Call it a hunch but breaking into Lady Guinevere’s Damsels Academy using nothing but two knives probably wasn’t an extracurricular skill the general would be interested in, but then someone had to release those greasy pigs into Lady Guinevere’s dormitory. Last week, the ladies had filled the cadets’ quivers with honey. It was only sensible that the cadets returned the favor, and Tristan needed help to sneak into the rooms of his many girlfriends.“Well?” General Baldwin prompted.“I don’t have much time for extra activities, sir.”“Anyway, I might agree that Music and Poetry aren’t essential for a knight, but an Unsatisfactory in Swordsmanship and Defensive Strategy is inexcusable. You’ve excelled in them until recently. Ewhen’s always praised your fighting skills and resilience. What’s going on with you?”He loosened his jacket’s collar. “I…my family had problems this winter.”“What problems?”“My sister got the water-elf disease.”General Baldwin’s jaw dropped. “Was it serious?”“Her lungs were affected.” Nathair fussed with his cloak. “The healer’s fee was exorbitant, and my mother couldn’t hire a worker for the harvest. I had to help her.”Not that his mother had asked for his help. She wanted Nathair to focus on his studies. In fact, they’d had a furious fight. Still, he’d worked tirelessly on the field. The cuts and bruises covering his hands didn’t come from combat practice. The hours spent plowing and tilling had taken their toll.“Did your mother ask for a loan?” General Baldwin asked.“She did.” Nathair’s eyes narrowed. “They wanted forty percent interest.”General Baldwin tilted his head. “What? That’s robbery. Your mother is being treated like a witch. The reason?”“They said that…” Anger and shame swept through Nathair. He squirmed on the chair as if he were sitting on hot coals. At least he would be eighteen soon and the official owner of their land. “They don’t trust a russet-skinned woman of the Snake clan, and she was lucky that Ewhen is our landowner. Otherwise, the Wizarding Council would’ve already confiscated our land. Unless we pay the debt in a month, they’ll take our farm, and my mother’s permit to stay in New Camelot will be revoked.”If his mother were expelled from the city, he’d follow her into the Snake Mountains where her people lived. New Camelot was his home. He’d been born here. All he knew about the Snake people was that they were dark-skinned and worshiped a half-woman, half-snake goddess. He didn’t even speak their tongue.“I’m not surprised. The war against the Snake people has gone on for too long—like the war against the Saxons and the Goths, and now we’re on the edge of a war with the Romans.” General Baldwin rose and paced. “Did you tell the moneylenders about your father and how your mother is a hardworking, law-abiding citizen? I guess they don’t care.” He stopped pacing. “Why didn’t you tell me any of this? I might’ve helped.”Nathair scuffed his boots on the marble floor. “I thought I could handle it.”“Pride is a knight’s trait, but you should’ve told me. Now I can’t do anything. Tomorrow, when the High Wizard assigns you your quest, you’ll be on your own. Besides, I have to inform him of your attempt at cheating, which means your quest will be harder. After the last Wizarding Council’s decree, I’m afraid that…” He fell silent and waved a hand. “Never mind. You’ll know soon enough.”“Even if I fail tomorrow, I can try next year, right?” He wouldn’t graduate with Tristan, but next year he’d study hard, and his final examination would be better.General Baldwin paled. “Er…well, that’s the rule…for now.” He turned to the mantelpiece and straightened the shield of the order of the Swan. Always brave, always faithful, always a knight, the motto read.Those ancient words would be written on Nathair’s shield one day, if he were ever accepted into the order.General Baldwin faced Nathair, his expression grave. “I know how badly you want to be a Swan.” His chest puffed. “The order of the Swan has the best warriors of the kingdom. I’ve been a Swan knight since your age and fought with them for more than thirty years, so I understand your feelings. Promise me you won’t do anything stupid or reckless tomorrow. When the High Wizard assigns you a quest, I want you to think carefully before accepting it.”Nathair rubbed the back of his neck, struggling to follow the conversation. He could have a second chance if he failed the quest, but not if he turned it down. Without even trying it, he could never apply to the Swans and could never be a knight. “I’ll do my best, sir.”“Off you go.” General Baldwin opened the door. “Tomorrow is an important day for you. Sleep well and get ready.”
 

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Vivi's Leading Man

Vivi's Leading ManDurango Street Theatre Book 1by Emily MimsGenre: Contemporary Romance 
A year after their divorce, Vivi and Miguel are forced to work together to save the Durango Street Theatre, and learn they might really love each other after all.
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The marriage was one of convenience. She had status and he had money. But... there was something there, and both of them felt it. After three years of him working long hours and her spending too much time at the Durango Street Theatre, Miguel Abonce and Vivienne Heiser called it quits. One year later, they are forced to work together to save or sell the theater. In the process they discover things they never knew about each other and they learn there's more between them than burning up the sheets. They might really love each other after all.


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Author of eighteen romance novels under the pseudonym 'Emily Elliott', Emily Mims combined her writing career with a career in public education until leaving the classroom to write full time. 'Solomon's Choice' is her first romantic suspense and the first novel she has published under her own name. The mother of two sons, she and her husband Charles split their time between Central Texas and eastern Tennessee. For relaxation she plays the piano, organ, dulcimer, and ukulele. She says, "I love to write romances because I believe in them. Romance happened to me and it can happen to any woman-if she'll just let it."

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Reigning Magicks

Reigning Magicksby Candace Osmond & JJ KingGenre: Time Travel Fantasy Romance
She’ll Reign Over His Heart…In This Time or Another

After decades of war, two hostile druid factions come close to a peace treaty that could save hundreds of lives. All they need is the hand of Princess Ashlynn to seal the deal, but the stubborn and powerful daughter of Clann Kavanagh’s High Priestess will have nothing of it.
Desperate to change her fate, Ashlynn ventures into the forbidden forest in search of an ancient spell. When the old magic goes awry, the princess finds herself thrown into the future and stranded in an unknown land.
With the help of a handsome and powerful Romani sorcerer, Ashlynn searches for answers and a way home even though every moment spent at Cian's side makes Ashlynn less certain of her desires.
Now she must decide if the past is worth changing or if their future is worth fighting for.Be sure to grab your copy of REIGNING MAGICKS right now!


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She published her first book by the age of 25, the first installment in a Paranormal Romance trilogy to which two others were published with it; The Iron World Series.
Candace is also one of the creative and AVN Award nominated writers for www.sssh.com, an acclaimed Erotic Romance website for women which has been featured on NBC Nightline and a number of other large platforms. 
Aside from fiction, Candace is also an award winning Interior Designer and writer for Adorable Home Magazine.
Now residing in a small town in Newfoundland with her husband and two kids, Candace writes full time developing articles for just about every niche, more novels, and a hoard of short stories.



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Hi, I’m bestselling Author, JJ King!I was born and raised on the beautiful island of Newfoundland and often feel closer to my little slice of Earth than I do to anything else, other than my family of course.  Everything about this place appeals to me; the people, the customs, and the language here have shaped my entire world and gifted me with a flair for romance.I have been writing all my life, but only recently and with the support of people dear to my heart has it become more than just a hobby.  I’ve taken my love of reading romance to the next level and I’m so happy I did.As for who I am and what I’m like… I’m funny, or at least I think I am. I’m irreverent about a lot of things and believe Buffy the Vampire Slayer to be the best thing to come out of television. I love reading but I rarely get the chance anymore because I’m usually writing. My go to reading choice is paranormal but I’m really getting into contemporary. It’s always romance, though. I did a degree in English Literature and loved most of the classics and poetry, but I love a good romance and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.I have two Author besties, Candace Osmond and J. Margot Critch. They are amazing people and fantastic Authors.

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A Knight To Celebrate-New Camelot Series #0

A Knight to Celebrate





New Camelot Prequelby Barbara Russell Genre: YA Arthurian Steampunk Fantasy Romance

Nathair and two other fellow cadets of the Sir Lancelot’s Academy for Knights are pulling a prank on the ladies of  Lady Guinevere’s Academy for Damsels. After the ladies filled the cadets’ quivers with honey, it’s only fair that the cadets return the favour.
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THE FIRST RULE to be a good, no, a great thief was to be patient. Hurry would get Nathair caught, and getting caught picking the lock of Lady Guinevere’s Academy for Damsels meant an immediate expulsion from Sir Lancelot Academy for Knights, a month grounded at home, and the end of his dream of becoming a knight.But with his fellow cadets fretting around him and urging him to be fast, the noise of the night patrols roaming New Camelot’s streets, and the looming fear that a clockwork knight might discover them, he wasn’t particularly prone to follow this first rule.Not that he was a real thief. He’d never stolen anything. So far, he’d used his pilfering skills to help his best friend, Tristan, enter the ladies’ academy to meet his girlfriend of the moment. If Sir Lancelot had been alive today, almost five hundred years after King Arthur’s death, he wouldn’t be impressed by what the young knights in training were about to do. Protecting the ladies was one of the first rules of the Knight Code. Heck, Nathair’s mother wouldn’t be impressed or amused.He was the first dark-skinned cadet, member of the tribe of the Snake, to almost become a knight, and he might blow his career tonight. But two days ago, the girls of the Lady Guinevere had filled the cadets’ quivers with honey. So, it was only fair that the cadets returned the favour.“Will it take long, Nathair?” Raymond asked, biting his fingernails. His gaze darted around, and his chest strained the jacket of the cadets’ uniform.Nathair slid a thin knife into the slit between the door and the doorframe. “It’ll take the time that it’s needed.”He paused to wipe his clammy hands over his trousers and to push back his hair. A sliver of anxiety crawled up his neck like a spider, but he ignored it. He’d picked this lock dozens of times. He knew it intimately, better than the cabbage field in his farmhouse. Yet that night the lock didn’t want to yield to his touch. The knife jammed even though the lock hadn’t been changed. He was sure of that. It was the same, rusty old lock of a few days ago.Raymond shifted his weight and blew air on his hands. The blue cloak swished about his ankles. “Can’t you speed up?”Tristan swatted his shoulder. “First, don’t disturb Nat while he’s working. He tends to become sloppy when you push him.”“No, I don’t,” Nathair gritted out, sticking the second knife in the lock.“You do.” Tristan waved a dismissive hand before returning his attention to Raymond. “And second, why did you wear the academy uniform? If someone sees us, they’ll know the Sir Lancelot’s cadets broke into the Guinevere’s Academy.”
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