Saturday, 29 June 2013

A look at Myth and Motherhood with @SiobhanMuir #newrelease

I have the awesome Siobhan Muir here today to talk about her new release The Beltane Witch, which looks absolutely fabulous. Don't just take my word for it, though. Read on to find out why Siobhan needs some magic in her life.

Hey, don't we all?

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Thank you so much for having me back on your blog, Doris.
How many here live in “the real world”? It’s okay to raise your hand. I come visit a few times a day, you know, when the kids need to eat, or go to school, or I need coffee. But the rest of the time I tend to live in a world of magic, mayhem, and fantastic heroes. I realized a long time ago, I needed a little magic in my life to keep from going insane with the mundane everyday events.
Aren’t there times when you wish the Fae would just show up, wave their fingers in the air, and magically clean up your house, or bring a handsome guy into your life? I’m all for the cleaning aspect. There always seems to be more of it than me. :P
I’ve often dreamt of what it would be like to be rescued from my “mundane” life by a handsome stranger, offering myth and magic to me. But given the muse in my head, of course it couldn’t just be simple. Instead of offering relaxation and vacation, the muse said “what if he brings more responsibility and complication when he comes with all his myth and magic?” Yeah, it’s never simple with her.
For Sabrina Foxglove, the heroine of my latest release, The Beltane Witch, the Fae bestow the latter on her, and she’s not particularly thrilled with the intrusion. Darius Winterbourne is handsome, arrogant, and used to getting his way. Not what a busy mother of two really needs.





Here’s the blurb:

Magic, mayhem, and motherhood… a witch’s work is never done, but Sabrina draws the line at the Fae.



After almost two decades as a practicing witch in Cloudburst, Colorado, Sabrina Foxglove is done with men, magic, and the fertility rituals of High Beltane. She’s dealt with all three before and ended up with a young daughter and no partner. Twice. She’s looking forward to a magic-free May Day, with nothing more exciting than making brownies for a kindergarten class and decorating a May Pole. She definitely doesn’t have time for a handsome, Fae-touched man.

After almost two centuries as the human chamberlain to the Fae’s Summer Court, Darius Winterbourne is a man accustomed to getting his way. So when the Summer Queen tasks him with finding a witch to perform the annual rituals and strengthen the ancient warding magicks, he figures it should be easy. He doesn’t expect Sabrina’s hardheaded refusal, her untrained abilities, or his attraction to her. With less than a week to Beltane, he must gain Sabrina’s trust before he loses his home, his position…and his heart.

Darius, on the other hand, thinks this will be easy. But he’s never really encountered a practical witch like Sabrina and he might just get more than he bargained for with her. She’s definitely not getting the “knight in shining armor” aspect of him at first, though he does step up in the story a couple of times.

Thanks for joining me today and enjoy the excerpt. Happy reading!


EXCERPT
Darius felt the surge of energy around Sabrina as she snarled the words and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Holy Goddess, this little witch had much more power than he’d been led to believe. If she focused all her magic on him, she’d very likely overpower him. She didn’t seem to have the skill to do it, but he decided against testing her just yet.
“Forgive me, Lady Foxglove.” He bowed his head as he removed his hand.
Her shoulders relaxed when he stepped back, but her pale eyes flashed with angry electric purple sparks.
“Perhaps we can speak of this more at your home. It’s cold out tonight and we have much to discuss.”
The tension returned to her frame and her eyes widened. “You think I’m going to let you come to my house? I don’t even know you. I won’t endanger my family. Heck, you carry a huge sword over your damn shoulder.”
“It’s imperative that I speak to you about this.” He didn’t understand her reluctance to accept the great honor she’d been offered.
“Imperative? The only thing that’s imperative is I get home to my kids.” She opened her car door. “And no, you can’t come with me.”
Bloody frustrating woman!
He caught the door before it slammed shut behind her.
“Lady Foxglove. Please.” Damn, it grated to have to beg. “There isn’t much time and the Court will be arriving in a few days. You must be prepared.”
“Tell them to change their plans.” She shrugged. “I don’t have time to entertain the Court. I have brownies to bake for school. I have garlands to make and ribbons to buy. Plus, I have a job. I can’t just take time off. We don’t get paid vacation at Mazie’s. Send them to the Grand Canyon. Now, let go of my door.”
“I cannot!” His temper cracked at her stubbornness. “This is not my honor, but yours. The plans have been laid and it is your destiny to fulfill. I’m merely here to make certain all is prepared for the Court’s arrival.”
“Don’t snap at me just because you didn’t check with me first. I have a life and responsibilities that don’t include you or the Summer Court.” She shook her head and the ponytail of mahogany brown hair slid over her wool encased shoulders. The urge to sift his fingers through it took him by surprise. “Look, success is about communication and you can’t have one without the other. So far, your track record is dismal.”
“Communication goes both ways.” Darius tried to wrestle his temper under control. Where was his famed unruffled demeanor? “I’m here, now, to speak to you about this great honor and event so we might arrange the procedures and protocols. We have a week before the event should occur. Certainly we can come to some sort of arrangement in such time?”
She took a deep breath to deny him, but thought better of it when he raised his eyebrows. She pressed her sensuous lips together in a tight line. He’d like nothing better than to enjoy the feeling of them on his lips or even on his cock, but only if they stopped producing protests. He’d silenced many a woman in such a pleasurable way in the past.
“Okay, fine.” Sabrina dropped her head a moment. “But tomorrow. I can’t do anything tonight and you’re not coming home with me. Tomorrow I’ll meet you at the Cloudburst Coffee Shop on River Street at 10:30 in the morning. That’s the best I can do.”
Tomorrow cut a full day off their prep time, but resolution filled her expression, and he had to take what he could get. Besides, his mother had often told him you got more flies with honey than with vinegar.
“Thank you, Ms. Foxglove. I shall meet you at the Cloudburst Coffee Shop on the morrow.”
“Okay. Good. See you then.”
He released the door and she slammed it shut. The motor hesitated to start in the cold, but eventually caught and Sabrina Foxglove, the Cloudburst witch, drove out of the parking lot, leaving Darius to watch the retreat of her vehicle with a frown.
No one had ever turned down such an honor before. Certainly not when delivered by him. Why hadn’t she folded under his charm?
He sighed and raised his hood above his head, protecting it from the fat flakes of snow settling over the black pavement of the little parking lot. Her obstinacy diluted his interest in her, regardless of her beauty. Women should be biddable, accommodating, amiable.
But damn, she is lovely.
His mind recalled Sabrina’s lush curves despite the disfiguring wool jacket and thick fleece pants. He could imagine full breasts with rosy areoles and tight nipples flushed with heat from his kisses. Her coat had only hinted at the generous ass beneath, but he could see it gripped in his hands as he thrust into her welcoming heat from in front.
His cock stretched his leather trousers in response to his thoughts and he reached down to adjust himself to a more favorable position. He considered the woman upon whom all his immediate future plans were based.
Sabrina Foxglove had been blessed with strength of will and great power, unlike most of the witches he’d met in the past. Her determined resignation when faced with five opponents of greater stature than herself had impressed him. She should have used a simple persuasion spell to direct their attentions elsewhere. Perhaps she's untrained. Experienced or not, she remained a potent witch. And sexy as hell, too. When there’d been no other choice, she’d stood her ground with honor. She hadn’t cried or whined or begged, qualities he loathed in the fairer sex.

Darius fastened his hooded coat around him and melted back into the alley darkness.

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Siobhan Muir lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, with her husband, two daughters, and a vegetarian cat she swears is a shape-shifter, though he's never shifted when she can see him. When not writing, she can be found looking down a microscope at fossil fox teeth, pursuing her other love, paleontology. An avid reader of science fiction/fantasy, her husband gave her a paranormal romance for Christmas one year, and she was hooked for good.

In previous lives, Siobhan has been an actor at the Colorado Renaissance Festival, a field geologist in the Aleutian Islands, and restored inter-planetary imagery at the USGS. She’s hiked to the top of Mount St. Helens and to the bottom of Meteor Crater.

Siobhan writes kick-ass adventure with hot sex for men and women to enjoy. She believes in happily ever after, redemption, and communication, all of which you will find in her paranormal romance stories.

Siobhan’s recent release, The Beltane Witch, is the second book in the Cloudburst Colorado series, and she has also published Not a Dragon’s Standard Virgin and Queen Bitch of the Callowwood Pack through Siren Publishing, and Her Devoted Vampire through Evernight Publishing. Her free read entitled A Hell Hound’s Fire introduces her Cloudburst, Colorado series.

8 comments:

  1. Thank you so much for having me today, Doris. :)

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  2. Ohhh I LIKE this. I love a good paranormal romance - my first love.
    Great premise Siobhan!

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    1. Thank you, Michaela. It kind of snuck up on me and took a life of it's own. I hope you enjoy it. :)

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  3. Siobahn, this sounds wonderful. It's in my TBR pile, near the top.

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    1. I'm delighted to hear that. Thanks so much, Stephanie. :)

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  4. I'm going to have to check your book out, Siobhan. Congrats.

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    1. Thank you, Kiru. I hope you enjoy the story. :)

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