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Current mood:  ecstatic Category: Writing and Poetry
Hi, I found out last night that Nature's Pentacle is a finalist in the 2009 EPPIE competition, and I'm so happy I'm still bouncing off the walls!
Nature's Pentacle is the first book in my Pentacle Series, and is available from Loose Id. Here's the blurb:
After someone exposes their role in a forbidden, sexual rite to heal the parched earth, Matt and Lena are forced to flee vigilantes and a rogue witch. Drawn to each other despite Matt's ties to Kenji, the man who rescued him from a troubled past, they're swept into a ménage, and the three witches exchange magical traits in an explosion of power and passion.
As Matt and Lena face another pentacle rite, a violent kidnapping, and a magical duel, their attachment deepens--and so does Kenji's resentment at losing Matt. The addition of another witch to the group eases Kenji's jealousy, and sparks fly when the foursome mingles sex and magic on the kitchen floor, carrying them finally, to the love they never imagined they'd find.
And here's an R-rated excerpt:
As rain washed over her in a cool blanket, Lena had to admit this was better than sulking in the kitchen. Raising her hand, she spun a blue light globe, then set it in the center of a puddle, keeping it afloat with a mental command another trick she must have picked up from Matt. Someday, they'd have to sort out what each of them had gained when their powers mingled.
Pines created a horseshoe around a field of sweet-smelling herbs, raspberry patches, and tall grass. Matt's work, no doubt, coming to life again since their crazy attempt to seed the clouds succeeded beyond their wildest hopes.
"I can see lines of tension in your shoulders. Give yourself to the night. Let it all wash away." His bare feet padding on the stone patio, Matt moved close enough to touch her, but to his credit, resisted temptation.
Feeling lost, she let the rain plaster her hair to her back, raised her face, and called to the goddess. For a moment, she felt a rush of air and the brush of feathers against her cheek, but then the shadow of divinity vanished, leaving only the rain.
"She's left me.
"
Matt moved close and pulled her back against his chest.
"Your mother?"
"No. Not my mother. In every way that counts, she left me years ago.
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Rather than asking her to explain, he lowered his face and touched his lips to the curve of her neck. "I can't call the goddess for you, little witch. She and I were never on great speaking terms. But I can ease your mind, if you let me." Stooping to pick up the soap, he turned her to face him. "Whoever else has left you, whatever you've lost, you should know I plan on sticking around.
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"I told you I don't have relationships." Goddess, the last thing she wanted to do tonight was hurt Matt. All he was trying to do was ease her pain. "I can't.
"
"That's a discussion for another time. But lovers I recal |