Thanks so much, Marci, for having me over to your place! I really appreciate it. My fantasy romance, Enchanted, has recently been contracted with Kensington publishing. I’m so excited for this opportunity to have this novel with Kensington. Enchanted was my first full length novel published. The characters and scenery are embedded into my soul. Hope everyone who loves enchantment and magic, elves and Sidhes will take a chance on Enchanted. You’ll fall in love with Shay. I promise. He’s totally magical.
She knows how to unravel secrets, but getting to the bottom of this one might just kill her.
Magic is for fools, television news reporter Caitlyn believes. And she’s no fool. She’s determined to prove master illusionist Shay a fake. Somehow though, with Shay the lines between magic and reality blur. Perhaps it’s his charisma, or being in Wales with him, but now she’s dreaming of a magical place. One that seems oddly familiar…
Shay hides a terrible secret. He’s to blame for Caitlyn’s separation from her family and the world she doesn’t remember. She must go home to the Sidhe, and to recover his honor, he must be the one to bring her. He’ll willingly lose everything he is to help her break the curse binding her. But time is of the essence–the old evil has surfaced. He must make Caitlyn believe in magic, and his love, before she becomes its prey.
Caitlyn opened her eyes. Her exhaustion had evaporated. Still lying with her head on the pillow, she gazed about. Deep purple midnight surrounded her. Stars twinkled everywhere. Sitting up, she blinked at their brilliance.
“I’m dreaming,” she whispered. “But it’s so real.”
She lifted her hand and dusty sparkles followed the movement, leaving behind a trail like a shooting star. Such a strange dream. Instead of fear bubbling inside her at the unknown surroundings, the glittering darkness encircled her. It embraced her with a soothing ambiance. She felt secure in the twinkling silence.
Footsteps moved toward her, and from the purple blackness before her, Shay Evers appeared. Her heart skipped a beat. Blood pounded in her veins. The slow long-legged stride so unique to him brought him to her side. He knelt and smiled.
“Hello, Caitlyn.” Amethyst eyes shone with an inner light.
She smiled, joy overriding everything else. “I’m dreaming.”
He grinned wider. He lifted a hand and laid it over her heart. “Are you? A sweet dream?”
“Oh, yes,” she sighed, leaning forward. Her fingers itched to touch him and see if he was real. She reached out and laid her palm flat on his chest where his shirt gaped open and found solid warmth. “Oh.”
A low chuckle brought her gaze to his, and her breath caught at the gentle glow in his eyes. “Do you like?”
Shifting to her knees, her caress glided toward his jaw. She brushed her thumb across the satiny flesh of his full bottom lip and sighed once more. “Yes.”
They came together as one and touched lips; soft, tender, their breaths exchanged for an instant.
“Open your eyes and look to your heart.” The accent flavoring his voice was stronger than she remembered. Beautiful and lyrical, she listened to each layer of it. “Look deep, past all barriers, to the center. Find what you’ve lost and you will be free.”
“Only if you stay with me,” she whispered against his mouth and slid her fingers into his hair to hold him. His hands encircled her throat, his thumbs under her chin, tilting her head. She captured his lips and deepened the kiss, opening her mouth and crossing the threshold of his with a gentle probe of her tongue. He tasted of cinnamon, her favorite spice. She moaned as heat climbed from the soles of her feet to inflame her body.
“I’m dreaming, and I never want this to end,” she whispered when the kiss ended, arching her back as his lips moved over her jaw to her neck. Warm breath slid across her skin.
About Judith Leger:
Born and raised in the South, I make Southwest Louisiana my home. I am a dreamer. My writing is a doorway to my imagination I love to share with the world. Reading–living in other worlds–has always been a part of my life, and I decided to let others visit the places in my imagination. My muse set free, I write mostly paranormal/fantasy and futuristic stories, but I also dabbles in contemporary fiction. I am happily married for the past thirty four years to a full-blooded Cajun. We have three sons, a horse, and a very, very spoiled dachshund. When I’m not busy writing, I work in higher education and enjoy reading fantasy, romance, and playing video games with my sons. Favorite Saturday evening consists of bowls of buttered popcorn and watching tons of Anime with my sons and granddaughter along with Gracie (my dachshund).
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