Nancy Holland New Release: THALGOR'S WITCH

Happy Thursday GLIAS friends! I have a treat for you today. Wonderful author (and my good friend and critique partner) Nancy Holland, a several-time GLIAS guest, has a super special release today and she’s agreed to come back again and share an excerpt with you. It’s not every day an author gets to publish the book of her heart-but when you read THALGOR’S WITCH (from Tule Press) you’ll see why this is one of those “heart books” that was chosen for publication!

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THALGOR’S WITCH--BLURB

In a land of perpetual war and wandering, warrior Thalgor not only leads his people in battle, but keeps the hope alive that someday his displaced tribe can rebuild the kingdom that was lost to the treachery between witches and men. When he captures a beautiful witch, he knows he cannot trust her. But to succeed in his quest to find a new home and prevail over his enemies, he also knows he needs her. 

Erwyn might be a slave and feared for her powers and precognition, but she doesn’t cower when confronted by the feared warrior. Nor does she act as expected. Thalgor’s kindness confuses her. His flashes of humor confound her. And the reaction he ignites in her body creates a longing that she cannot deny.

Neither anticipated falling in love. The stakes are high, but when Thalgor is mortally wounded, Erwyn realizes she must she must accept help from an unlikely source to save him.

HERE'S AN EXCERPT FROM THALGOR’S WITCH

[Erwyn has let Thalgor think her younger sister is her daughter. He asks her why.]

“I thought motherhood might protect me.”

            She smelled the leather of his breastplate, the subtle aroma of maleness that surrounded him. She smelled and savored, and hated herself for that as well.

            “Protect you from what?”

            She pulled free and sat back on the rock. “From you.”

            He walked away and stood with his back to her.

            “You know I cannot take you by force.”

            “I did not want you even to think of me that way.”

            He gave a low laugh. “As if I would take captive a witch and her child if I did not think of her that way.”

            “But I have been useful to you.”

            “Very useful,” he acknowledged, turning back toward her. “But I am not certain it has been worth the trouble you cause.”

            “The trouble I cause?” She stood to face him. “I made an enemy of Batte, I know. But you can handle Batte. Otherwise I see no trouble I have caused you.”

            He took her by the shoulders.

The delicate trembling in her body began again. The moon behind him shadowed his face so she saw only the movement of his head as he lowered it toward hers.

            “No.” She pushed him away and fled back to the camp.

            Thalgor sat on the rock Erwyn had abandoned and laughed.

            Not caused him trouble! The witch had done nothing else since he first set eyes on her.

            She only troubled his body at first. So badly he could scarcely think of anything else, could scarcely sleep, could scarcely look at her without being awash in lust.

            The lust had finally overwhelmed all that was sacred to him, even the memory of his mother’s suffering. His need to take doubled by the battle lust that day, he’d carried her off to the woods with every intention of breaking the only vow he ever took.

            But she had been so vulnerable, so empty not only of her power, but almost of herself. Empty because she worked to save his wounded men, warriors who would not have been wounded if he’d listened to her warning.

            The need to take had died when she fell asleep in his arms. In its place had grown something he could not name at first, but now knew was tenderness. A strange and unexpected thing, that tenderness.

            Not that the lust went away. Once the witch was whole again, it returned double. And grew each day.

So he avoided her when he could and cursed his weakness for her when he couldn’t.

Tonight she had confided in him, allowed herself to weep, and he thought perhaps…

            She had never been with a man, he realized with a sudden certainty.

His body was swept with waves of lust, tenderness, and a need to protect that fragile body with its great powers.

            The Sea Witches gathered their strength from the sea and from their total devotion. She could not become one of them if she surrendered to her desire for him.

            He never doubted her desire. He had witch blood enough to see it in her eyes, smell it in the air around her, feel it in her touch. That would have to be enough. For now.

            Rygar waited when he reached the edge of the camp.

            “Trouble?” Thalgor’s hand went to his sword.

            The younger man shook his head. “Erwyn left the camp. You followed her. She returned alone. I came to make sure she didn’t turn you into a toad.”

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Find your wild in Wolf, Interrupted.

   Lots to talk about with the release of Wolf, Interrupted and more news in the way of the series that follows, Wolf Lords of London. Romance fans who read my work know that I have a thing for setting romance adventures in London—a la The Gentlemen of Scotland Yard. And that I also enjoy writing about mysterious creatures and weird science—just ask any character in the Phaeton Black, Paranormal Detective series (also set in London).

   Now while the first two series were historicals set in the late Victorian era, the new Wolf Lords of London series is contemporary. Even so, it will have it's fair share of London's dark secrets, dank

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tubes and tunnels, mysterious creatures, and yes, weird science.


Book #1 in the series is titled Wolf, Interrupted.

   Elle Hathaway has spent most of her young life in fear of herself. At least the part of her that grows fangs and claws. With the help of a lycanthrope suppressant, she’s made it through puberty, university, even her first job without so much as a shift. Then one night, deep in the tunnels of the Underground, her life changes forever.
   
   Detective Inspector Abelseth Durant is investigating the lethal mauling of an unknown victim in the Covent Garden tube station, and Ms. Elle Hathaway is a person of interest. Sensing her wolf nature, he is mystified by the lovely young woman, and when Elle is abducted by a rival pack, Abelseth realizes he is being pulled back into London’s wolfen underworld.

Chapter One

Ms. Elle Hathaway weeds the poison garden.

Excerpt:

   The scariest sights happened in the corner of her eye. Fleeting shadows that flickered at the edge of her peripheral vision. Most often, she was a second too late to catch a glimpse of the underworld. But occasionally—startlingly—she spied a monster.
   A tall man wearing a long coat stood in the middle of the culinary garden. He appeared to be lost, or looking for someone. Longish, unruly hair fell over an upturned collar. And he wore his man-scarf well.
 

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Quite the romantic figure, as if he emerged from another time. The intriguing man approached a volunteer guide escorting a group of school children. Elle strained to hear the conversation
   Typical of mornings in the middle of March, a blustery wind swept off the Thames, crisp and cold. Elle shivered, and passed the hand rake to Julian.
   “I believe he asked for Tom.” He offered with a wink.
   She adjusted her kneepads and returned to a large clump of unruly plants. Tom Wells was the director of Chelsea Physic Garden. A good-natured gentleman, who ruled over the three-hundred-year-old medicinal garden with a meticulous, obsessive-compulsive spirit that infected the entire staff.
   Julian’s grin turned devilish. “Tall, dark and mysterious. Just your type, Elle.”
   She worked the soil deeper. “Are you referring to the fabulous bed head with the upturned collar?”
   “Ms. Luella Hathaway?” The disembodied voice came from behind and above.
   She checked in with Julian, whose fluttery eye roll signaled a silent alert: Hot-man-standing-right-behind-you.
   She sat back on her heels. “I’m Elle, short for Luella.”
   “Detective Inspector Durant, CID.”
   She ignored the queasy, tingly feeling and dared to look up. Stern and masculine, with a somewhat dangerous air about him. She noted strong, even features and a lovely wide mouth.
   “Sorry.” She stood up. “You caught me in the middle of spring mulching.” She hoped her apology came off as self-consciously cute and not too flirty.
   “I must look a fright.” She pushed the goggles back on her head, and blew a lock of hair out of her face.
   Stray strands fell back in her eyes.
   “Please, don’t let me disturb your work.” His glance moved briefly to Julian. “I’m here about the

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mauling in the Underground last night. I’d like to discuss the report you gave to an officer at Ebury Square station. Is there somewhere we might go to talk? I’ve a few questions that require privacy.”
   His accent was on the posh side for a detective.
Elle tossed the same errant lock of hair back. Covered in rubber gloves up to her elbows, she lifted both hands. “As you may have noticed, I’m dressed for the poison garden.” Stubborn strands returned to obscure her vision.
   The inspector reached out. “If you would…allow me.” Gently, he swept the unruly wisps off her cheek, anchoring them behind her ear.
   Never mind her too flirty worries. This encounter had suddenly become wonderfully awkward. “Thank you.”
   She started to look away, but got caught up in his completely unnerving gaze. Sapphire blue eyes flecked with silvery light. They were the most unusual blue eyes she’d ever seen—crystalline yet piercing.
   She literally had to catch her breath. “Will this take long? I’ve got several beds to finish, as well as the glass house.”
   The inspector held out his card.
   “Better not.” Elle wiggled her fingers. “I’ve been rummaging about in wolfsbane.” She shot a wink across the bed to Julian. “We may not look it, but we’re both covered in noxious particulates.”
   “Perhaps I could return around tea time.” The inspector’s answer floated over plant beds from a distance away. The disembodied voice prickled up and down her spine.
   Elle spun around.
   A quick scan of the grounds found him standing more than twenty feet away. The oddest feeling welled up inside her and she gasped for breath. It was as if all the air had been sucked out of the garden. “There’s a cafe at the north end of the property,” she stammered. “It’s never crowded in the late afternoon.”

 She checked in with Julian, who appeared pale and confused.
   “Four o’clock in the cafe, Ms. Hathaway.” The detective turned down a tree-lined path and disappeared behind a curtain of green lace.
   Julian’s voice brought her back. “A police report about a mauling in a tube station. What the hell is going on, Elle?”
   “I hardly know where to begin.” She sighed. “Did you see that?”
   “See what?” Julian had returned to weeding.
   “One second he was here…and the next…there.” She pointed her trowel here and there.

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Inside Urban Wolf: Love Bites From Wolf, Interrupted.

Today the blog is chock full of sinfully sexy love bites compliments of Wolf, Interrupted 

Welcome Get Lost in a Story readers and Urban Wolfers!

As most of you know by now, the just released URBAN WOLF anthology includes two sinfully sexy shape-shifter romance novellas between its covers. Wolf in the City by Linda Thomas-Sundstrom and Wolf, Interrupted by Jillian Stone. (Yes, that's  me!)

I'm wrapping up our marathon four day GLIAS blog by sharing some excerpts and a few love bites from Wolf, Interrupted. For those of you who missed my post on Friday, here's how you catch up on the story:

A brief blurb for Wolf, Interrupted

Elle Hathaway has spent most of her young life in fear of herself. At least the part of her that grows fangs and claws. With the help of a lycanthrope suppressant, she’s made it through puberty, university, even her first job without so much as a shift. Then one night, deep in the tunnels of the

Underground, her life changes forever.

Detective Inspector Abelseth Durant is investigating the lethal mauling of an unknown victim in the Covent Garden tube station, and Ms. Elle Hathaway is a person of interest. Sensing her wolf nature, he is mystified by the lovely young woman, and when Elle is abducted by a rival pack, Abelseth realizes he is being pulled back into London’s wolfen underworld.

So—now that Elle has been shaken out of her blissful denial, will she team up with the handsome inspector and evade the renegade pack? Let's find out!

On Friday, we left Abesleth and Elle moondancing on the terrace of a roof garden. Without giving anything away about their sensual, magical dance under the stars, lets just say that things got pretty steamy"

     She stepped away and he pulled her back, capturing her mouth under his, parting those pouty lips. His tongue tongue plunged in deep, chasing, teasing, purposely arousing her.
   "Find your wild, Elle."

Consumed by lust, Abesleth barely notices the subtle shift in shadow and light—not until unfamiliar pheromones assault his senses. He leads the predatory wolves in the opposite direction—so Elle can make a quick getaway.  He catches up with her by leaping through the time-space continuum. On his third leap he spies her bright orange Mini Cooper stopped at a traffic light.

    Elle gunned the engine nervously.
    A leering, bearded male with fiery eyes materialized in the seat beside her.
   “No-oooo!” Abelseth ripped the wolf out of her car and sent him flying into the drift.
    He sat beside her and and quieted the snarl in his voice. “Keep to your right and take the Waterloo Bridge. Faster the better—make it hard for them.”
    Elle drove like a mad demon, accelerating well beyond the posted limits. “For the record, this new wolfy part of me sucks. Mind telling me where we’re going?"
  “My brother is having a dinner party, we’ll be surrounded by my pack.”
  “She slid into a parking space on Duchy Street and turned to him. “Inspector Durant, are you inviting me to a party?”
  “At the moment, the safest place for you to be, is among wolves.”

Ableseth isn’t your average werewolf. As Elle unwraps some of his closer held secrets, she discovers that he’s not only pure=blooded wolf, like herself, he’s also werewolf royalty.

And his abilities go far beyond the occasional shape-shift. In fact, he possesses powers akin to magic. Not the Harry Potter wingardium leviosa sort of spell—more like the power of Thor, only he wasn’t a superhero. Or was he?

   “But…I’m not dressed for a dinner party.” Elle protested.
    There were times when his gaze alone captured her. Long lashes shaded his crystalline eyes, which lowered to the v-neckline of her cardigan. 
  "You’ve left your sweater unbuttoned, enough to reveal an alluring hollow between the curves of your breasts. And when you exhale, a hint of flesh.”
    She sucked in a breath. She was neither well endowed nor small breasted, but the glimmer in his eyes told her she was just right.

Something intimate is starting to happen between Abelseth and Elle. They're bickering—with a good deal of eye contact. Quarreling lovers who might have a quick boff in the car before the party.

And later, at the party…

Smooth background jazz segued into smoky saxophone. The kind of music that encourage the rapid removal of clothes, if they were lovers. And alone.

    His gaze swept over her features. No man had ever looked at her this way. As if he needed to possess her, ravage her, protect her.
    She moved away, and he pulled her back. “What works on you, Elle?”

Abelseth’s uncle fills her in, and Elle begins to understand why she’s been targeted by rogue wolfen packs. And then comes a chapter titled, Abelseth vs. Ex Cereberus.

While Abelseth battles the powerful renegade wolves, Elle finally escapes London, and heads for home. She also finds herself missing Abelseth and is terrified that something terrible has happened to him. She exits the motorway for petrol and as she pulls under the station canopy, her heart skips a beat.

    Elle climbed out of the car.
  "Where are we?" he croaked, huskily.
    She closed the door. “What no GPS in the time-space continuum?" She moved her hands up the lapels of his coat. "You’re looked a bit trampled.” 
   “I would have caught up sooner, only a I ran into a few wolves along the way.”
  “And they ran into you.” She kissed him gently on the mouth.

I’d like to tell you more, I really would. And I know you have questions. Like—does Elle ever trust enough to let Abelseth get close? I mean really close. And what about all that talk about wolf sex?

     “So sex as a wolf is completely out of the question,” Elle sighed.
      He did a cute double-take. “Not…completely out of the question.”

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Urban Wolf: Find your wilder side, compliments of Wolf, Interrupted.

Two sinfully sexy shapeshifter wolf tales…

Wolf in the City
by Linda Thomas-Sundstrom

Wolf, Interrupted
by Jillian Stone

Never try to deny the she-wolf inside. 

“Two very different but brilliant stories by two exceptionally talented authors!! Be prepared to be transported into a World of paranormal mayhem where strangers become friends and lovers, where secrets beg to be discovered & revealed and where Happily Ever Afters seem impossible but yet longed for all the same! Dive into these delicious werewolf stories today, where you can expect the unexpected, all while losing your heart to two very different but oh so naughty wolves!”

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Hi GLAIS Readers, Jillian here! I'm thrilled to share a little of the story and characters in WOLF, INTERRUPTED, one of two novellas in the just released Urban Wolf anthology. Yesterday, Linda blogged about the sexy urban wolf who patrols the streets of L.A. in her novella, WOLF IN THE CITY.  Today, you're going to get to know the hero and heroine from WOLF, INTERRUPTED. The novella is set in one of my favorite cities in the world—London, of course!

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Meet Elle Hathaway

When Elle Hathaway was still in primary school, she sat beside her dying father as her mother wiped away the purplish foam bubbling at the edges of her husband’s mouth.

A rare and unusual death the coroner had scribbled in the inquest report. His conclusion read: Accidental poisoning. No malicious intent.

Aconitum napellus, prince of death—aka wolfsbane. Lethal to wolves and humans alike, even to the touch.

It's no wonder Elle has spent most of her life in fear of herself. At least the part of her that grows fangs and claws. With the help of a lycanthrope suppressant, she’s made it through puberty, university, even her first job without so much as a shift. Then one night, deep in the tunnels of the Underground, her life changes forever.

Say hello to Detective Inspector Abelseth Durant

Detective Inspector Abelseth Durant is investigating the lethal mauling of an unknown victim in the Covent Garden tube station, and Ms. Elle Hathaway is a person of interest.

The detective sat quietly in front of her consulting his smart phone. She’d forgotten how attractive he was, in an unkempt, masculine way. 

He cleared his throat softly. “I thought we might start with your police report. You can confirm, make corrections, elaborate—whatever comes to mind.”  He glanced up and his double take was lovely, as if he must have another look at her. “If you need clarification, feel free to ask me anything.” 

Elle immediately thought of two good questions. Have a girlfriend?  Looking for one?

Sensing her wolf nature, Abelseth is mystified by the lovely young woman, and when Elle is abducted by a rival pack, he realizes he is being pulled back into London’s wolfen underworld.

“I don’t date…wolves.” She stepped away tossing unruly waves of hair over her shoulder and revealing more of her pale blue cardigan. The cropped sweater exposed a hint of midriff and hugged the curves of her breasts. He had no trouble remembering how gorgeous she was naked. He’d nearly come undone by her raw beauty.

“I believe you might consider a wolf after a moondance.”

She tilted her head and squinted. “Moondance?”

To be continued Sunday…

Jillian Stone is a national award-winning, multi-published author who has written four Gentlemen of Scotland Yard novels published by Pocket Books, Simon & Schuster, as well as the Phaeton Black, Paranormal Detective series published by Brava, Kensington. Currently, she is writing Contemporary Romance, including Wolf, Interrupted, a novella in the just released Urban Wolf anthology.

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RISE of the ARKANSAS WOLVES

Welcoming back my good friend, Jodi Vaughn and getting lost in her Arkansas Wolves series. First of all, you might recognize Veiled Secrets. It was released a couple of years ago, so I asked: How does VEILED SECRETS now fit into the Arkansas Wolves series?

JODI: Ah… well you see, the first time I wrote the book it didn’t. When I got the rights back and started rewriting VEILED SECRETS I realized I had a great opportunity to set it in the same world as my Arkansas Werewolves. In VEILED SECRETS you’ll see some Easter eggs for my Arkansas Werewolves. As far as timeline goes, VEILED SECRETS takes place the same time as my next ARKANSAS WEREWOLVES book (book 6) does. My heroine Celeste is going to be tied to the Arkansas Pack in a very unique way. But first I needed to tell her story!  

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the 2^nd Edition is now a part of the RISE of the ARKANSAS WOLVES

Secrets never stay hidden…especially the magic ones…

Celeste Hart has always known she was different. Growing up in the South, she knows that having prophetic visions makes her a freak, cursed, or worse… evil.

But one night of passion leads to something she never expected… a child on the way, and now, discovering who she is has never been more important. Discovery of her Fae heritage plunges her into a paranormal world she has to accept.

Eric Nordstrom runs his life like he runs his multibillion dollar business… with precision and focus. He never lets his emotions get in the way of what he wants. But Celeste Hart intrigues him with her gentle character even though he can’t help but suspect her motives. 
After blackmailing her into marriage to protect his reputation, his family falls under demonic attacks. And he has to face his own past to protect his new family.

The threat of a supernatural war…

Bound together by more than passion, Celeste and Eric soon realize they will have to work together to defeat the evil headed straight for them. Shadowed by danger they enter a world they didn’t know existed. 

When the Fae and demons collide, all hell will break loose. 

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Jodi Vaughn is a USA TODAY bestselling author. She was born and raised in Mississippi. Her deep Southern roots and love of the paranormal led her to write Southern Paranormal novels. She is the author of the hit series, RISE OF THE ARKANSAS WEREWOLVES. She currently lives in Northeast Arkansas with her handsome husband, brilliant son, adopted swan, and yellow lab that is fond of retrieving turtles when duck season is over. She just recently added a mischievous black lab named Harley to her family.

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THE Q&A

ANGI: Favorite date night…fancy or at home?

JODI:   Depends on my mood. I love a fancy dinner, dressed to impress. But I also love wine by the fire pit in my comfy clothes!

ANGI: Would you put yourself in a Fairy Tale or Action Adventure…and yes, which one?

JODI:  Yes. VEILED SECRETS. It is both fairy tale and action adventure. The best of both worlds. Plus Celeste is very close to my personality.

ANGI: What’s your favorite cartoon character?

JODI:  Mickey Mouse

ANGI: Daffy Duck or Donald Duck?

JODI:   Donald Duck

ANGI: What’s your favorite thing about your book’s hero?

JODI:   He’s protective. He’ll sacrifice himself for the woman he loves.

ANGI: What’s your favorite TV rerun?

JODI:   Golden Girls.

ANGI: Got a favorite song? What makes it special?

JODI:   The Greatest by Sia.  It talks about never giving up. Perseverance.  It’s a fabulous song to workout to!

ANGI: What’s your perfect day?

JODI:   Writing all day in a cabin by a lake. At the end of the day enjoying a dinner outside on the deck with family and friends and a nice bottle of red wine.

ANGI: Salad or soup?

JODI:  Soup. I have a wonderful veggie soup recipe that my family loves.

ANGI: Champagne or Soda?

JODI:   Do you have to ask?? Champagne of course! Actually I haven’t had soda in fifteen years!

ANGI: Geek or Jock?

JODI: Depends on personality.  I love a smart guy with a good sense of humor. Gotta have a good sense of humor. 

ANGI: Favorite inspiration

JODI:  The Bible.

ANGI: The most daring thing you’ve ever done… Care to share?

JODI: Swimming with the stingrays and sharks in Punta Cana. I didn’t know my husband signed us up until we got there. L

ANGI: High Heels or Hiking Boots?

JODI:   Both! I Love High Heels!! But I love the outdoors too!! Let’s say hiking boots during the day and High Heels at night.

ANGI’s GOTTA ASK:  Please share a picture of your favorite shoes and tell us why they’re special?

JODI’S GOTTA ANSWER:   These shoes…. I love! You can dress them up with a gown or wear them with jeans. I love the sparkle it makes me feel invincible.

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