Spotlight: The Shadow Elf’s Rescue, by Elisa Rae

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The Shadow Elf’s Rescuer

Elves of Eldarlan Book 2

by Elisa Rae

Genre: Fantasy Romance

 

In a world full of elves, woodwose, gargoyles, and brownies, shadow elves are the most feared. Casimir, brother of the elven king’s spymaster, is constantly reminded of this reputation in his service to his brother and his king. Now, dying slowly at the hands of a crazed magus, he holds no hope of rescue. Who would risk their life for a nightmare like him?

Veta lives to protect her younger half-brother, so when their village is raided, she exchanges her life for his. Dragged into a magus’ horrifying workroom in the depths of his fortress, she comes face to face with a nightmare, a shadow elf. However, tortured and dying, he clearly poses no danger. That is until he offers her a bargain.

The Shadow Elf’s Rescuer is a light, fantasy romance novella with a romance between an attractive and intense warrior elf and a courageous human girl. It features forbidden friends to lovers, kidnapping, peril, and an accidental bond.

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The Elven Spymaster’s Thief

Elves of Eldarlan Book 1

 

In a world full of elves, woodwose, gargoyles, and brownies among others, humans can’t help crossing paths with all of the magical species. Well, everyone except Avril. She manages to avoid all elves. Then one day, her master orders her to steal a dagger from the very elf she wishes to evade most, the elven spymaster of Eldarlan. Bound by her indenture, she has no choice but to obey. She plans a swift sneak and grab mission, but things go awry.

Illeron knows more than any elf should. The gathering, analyzing, and disseminating of information consumes his life to the point his brother suggests he needs a distraction. So, when a human woman breaks into his study to steal his dagger, he seizes the opportunity and offers her a bargain she can’t refuse. And a fate he never imagined.

The Elven Spymaster’s Thief is a light, fantasy romance novella full of banter, flirting, and fun romantic moments. It features an opposites-attract romance between a human girl and a smoldering elf lord with a bit of a culture clash thrown in for fun.

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A reader of fairytales and folklore, Elisa Rae loves a happy ending. Noblebright characters, dastardly villains, and chemistry between characters delight her. When she isn’t writing, she loves to watch superhero movies and literary dramas.

Elisa Rae is the pen name of Rachel Rossano.

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Book Blitz: Over the Emerald Valley + Excerpt

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Book Title: Over the Emerald Valley

Author and Publisher: Lee Colgin

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: April 28, 2022

Genre: MM Paranormal/Fantasy Romance

Tropes: Forced Proximity, Sex-worker, Only One Bed

Themes: Things are never black and white, they’re usually grey

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 61 000 words/ 250 pages

It is a standalone story within a series that you don’t need to read at all to understand this book.

It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Blurb

Life as a concubine to the devious Viceroy Abasi isn’t so bad. Temaj has food, shelter, and every inch of his skin is draped in emeralds. What’s freedom worth when weighed against the luxury of the palace?

Solon’s dutiful life earned him the rank of army general to the pharaoh. But when he’s sent on a diplomatic mission to an emerald mine rather than into battle, he senses the end of his career and a lonely retirement.

Temaj is gifted to Solon for his stay, but the last person Solon wants in his bed is a slave sent to spy on him—even if he is a gorgeous, silver-tongued vixen of a man.

Trouble brews when emeralds go missing. With only a clever concubine and the viceroy’s harem on his side, can Solon solve the mystery and escape with his life, or are he and Temaj destined to haunt the walls of the palace forever?

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Over the Emerald Valley is a gay paranormal romance full of snarky banter, dangerous secrets, steamy stolen moments and only one bed. It’s a stand alone novel within the Immortal Jewels series and can be 5

read first or last with no spoilers, no cliffhangers, and always a happily ever after!

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“Ah, fear not.” Abasi raised a bejeweled finger with a flourish and beckoned forth a new group. “I’m told you prefer men, and I’m nothing if not accommodating.”

Solon preferred willing partners, not slaves, but he wouldn’t risk insulting Abasi with his morals.

There was no easy way to get out of this. He’d have to select one of them.

As the newest line of elegant, supple bodies drew close, Solon caught the gaze of a tall man who moved with the feline grace of a street cat. His honey-colored hair hung in long, loose waves over his shoulders, and his pursed lips said he knew what a gem he was.

That light hair marked him as foreign among all the black silken tresses of the other concubines. Northern. From distant lands. How did he end up in an Egyptian harem so far south?

Solon stared. The man wore no paint, no kohl, and no gaudy decorations, just a simple green linen shift belted at the waist. His beauty needed no enhancement.

Rather than cast his gaze demurely at the floor, as the others had done, the blond met Solon’s stare…and winked.

A real smile at such a display of gumption replaced the fake one on Solon’s lips.

Abasi stood, and a servant bustled to move his chair out of the way. “Come, have a look. Shall I introduce them?”

Solon followed his host to the line of concubines. There were fewer men than women, but still quite the selection. Six men and nine women in total.

“That won’t be necessary.” Solon would prefer to retire alone for the night, but if he had to pick… “I’ve made my choice.”

Abasi knocked him on the back so hard Solon nearly stumbled. “I like a man who knows what he wants. Which will it be?”

The blond, without hesitation, stepped forward. Bold. He peered at Solon through half-lidded eyes, gaze intense, as if daring him to suggest anyone but himself.

“Him.” Solon gestured to the brazen slave, who only then deigned to lower his gaze.

“Ah, well chosen. That is Temaj, a beauty from the north and a wild cat beneath the sheets, or so I’m told. My tastes don’t run toward men.”

“Then why have them in your harem?” The question was out of Solon’s mouth before he could think better of asking. Luckily, the viceroy didn’t seem offended. Rather, the man laughed.

“A proper harem must contain both, dear Solon, for how else are you to please all your guests?”

Solon would never understand the lives of the rich or the royal. When he retired from the army, he wanted only a plot of land, a good mule, decent tools, and, if he was very lucky, perhaps someone to share it with, though he expected to end up alone.

“How do you want him?” asked Abasi.

Solon cocked his head. “What do you mean?”

Abasi gestured to Temaj, who stood silently as if he didn’t mind two men discussing him as if he weren’t there. “How do you want him dressed? Done up? What are your preferences?”

“Oh. Nothing,” said Solon.

Temaj startled and bestowed on him a glower that would send a dog’s tail sticking between its legs.

About the Author 

Lee Colgin has loved vampires since she read Dracula on a hot, sunny beach at 13 years old. She lives in North Carolina with lots of dogs and her husband. No, he’s not a vampire, but she loves him anyway. Lee likes to workout so she can eat the maximum amount of cookies with her pizza. Ask her how much she can bench press.

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Spotlight & Author Interview – Riftsiders: Unlawful Possession + Excerpt

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The story of a couple that meets at a support group for the possessed…

 

By Paul A. Destefano

Release Date: April 18, 2022

Publisher: Wild Rose Press

Length: 292 pages

Soft Cover: ISBN: 978-1509241231; $16.99; E-Book, $4.99

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Enrique Marin wants a quiet life after the death of his wife. Just one problem stands in the way–he’s possessed by the misanthropic English demon, Tzazin. A violent night under demonic influence accidentally leads Enrique to love, and it’s anything but quiet. Shy, autistic yoga instructor Elle thought allowing herself to be possessed by the very-not-shy sex demon Key would help her find love. She finds Enrique, but she didn’t count on coping with the anti-demon bigotry of society. Fate–and AA meetings for the possessed–brings them together, but hostile forces, demonic and human, fight to keep them apart. It might cost them everything to keep their love alive.

 

 
 
 
 
Enrique approached the church feeling more like a lost tourist from the Dominican Republic than someone on national watchlists. Peering up at the untended vines coating the wall, he ran a hand through his short black hair. He glanced back at the street and then followed Ebbs down the stairs to the basement side entrance.
“I don’t even think he’s a real priest,” came the familiar British tones in the back of Enrique’s mind. “He’s not wearing a collar. This is bollocks. He can’t teach you anything about controlling me you don’t already know, and I’m certainly not going to listen to some pudgy little unshaven monk or whatever he is. Don’t go in.” Enrique stopped halfway down the cracked steps and bent, turning his back to Ebbs to tie a shoe that wasn’t untied. Ebbs waited by the door, gently humming to himself. “Shut up, Taz,” Enrique said, barely above a whisper. “If you would behave in the first place, we wouldn’t have to be here.” “Still bollocks,” Taz said. Enrique stood and wiped his hands on his jeans before descending. At the base of the stairway, he stomped his work boot into the puddle that reflected a third figure only he could see pacing behind them. Ebbs fished for keys in the pocket of his beaten brown leather jacket. He unlocked a door barely held together by decades of flaking paint. It swung open smoothly and silently. Stepping aside, he extended a hand and indicated Enrique should enter before him. Enrique didn’t move. “It’s a safe place,” Ebbs said, scratching the mottled gray of his unshaven neck. Enrique had heard that before. “Sometimes, that first step through the doorway is the hardest.” Enrique looked to the source of the voice, a silhouette up the hallway that nearly reached the ceiling. “I’m Dante Serrano,” the deep calming voice continued. “I moderate the group. Father Clancy here told me you would be coming. Enrique, right?” Dante’s head nearly grazed the hanging fluorescents as he approached, extending a massive hand in greeting. Enrique nodded and stepped in, trying not to stare too obviously at Dante’s dark eyes, nearly a foot above his own. “Tell you what,” Dante said with a bright grin. “I’ll answer your questions first, make you more comfortable. Come on, follow me. The answer to your first question, seven-foot one. Second question, no, I never played pro, got some bum knees. You know everyone sees a black man a head and shoulders over them, and they think, damn, that guy shoot some hoops. What you don’t hear is how much a damn problem it can be being so tall. Sure—never need a step stool, get to help all the shorter folk reach that top shelf in the grocery store. I’m not saying there are no perks. I’m saying there’s sometimes a hidden price. Considering where you are, I’m guessing you know that all too well.” “You mean considering what I am?” Enrique said, following the giant man through a doorway. Dante turned, shaking his shaved head. “No, man, no. Who you are. You got a problem? Okay. But that does not define you. A man is a lot of things—a plumber, a mechanic, a husband, a father. But you are never less a person before that. You are always you. Good man. Bad man. That’s not my job to tell you. But you. No matter what your problem. You are a who. Never a what. Just because a taxi picks up a bad passenger, that does not make that taxi’s a bad taxi. You get me?” “Actually, you’re a pretty awful taxi,” Taz said. “I get you,” Enrique said, shrugging and looking around. He stepped into the center of the circle of empty chairs in the small room. Beyond a table of coffee and doughnuts, a young woman with long blonde hair over a tight-fitting outfit standing with her head down and her hands clasped by her waist. She pushed dark glasses farther up the bridge of her nose but didn’t speak. Enrique looked to the ceiling.The lights were no brighter where she stood, and certainly not bright enough to warrant sunglasses. “Well, hello, hello, what do we have here?” Taz said. “Perhaps this group isn’t complete bollocks after all.” “That’s Elle,” Dante said softly. “Yoga teacher. She’s one of our members. She’s on the autism spectrum and sometimes needs a little time to adjust to new people in the group. She’ll warm up to you.” “Hi, Elle,” Enrique said with a small wave. “I’m Enrique.” “The others will be by in just a few minutes,” Dante said, pouring coffee into a cardboard cup. “Just like Elle needs some time, we’d like to get to learn a bit about you. Me and our very own Father Clancy Ebbs to start. Just to, you know, get comfortable.” “Ex-Father,” Ebbs interjected. “In Coena Domini.” “Excommunicated,” Dante translated. “But still good enough for us. And still always Father to me.” “And there are two of you,” Enrique pointed out. “In case I’m more than one can handle.” Elle tilted her head in curiosity. “Can never be too careful at first encounter,” Dante said. “Coffee? It’s actually pretty good. Here, give it a try and grab a chair. Any.” Enrique pulled off his light jacket and hung it on the back of one of the folding chairs. He took the offered coffee and added a sugar cube from the table. If Dante weren’t in the room with him, he would be considered tall. Enrique sniffed the coffee, blew on it, and sat, one hand rubbing the worn knees of his jeans. “Want one?” Father Ebbs asked, helping himself to a powdered doughnut. Enrique shook his head. “You a talker or a listener?” Dante asked, leaving one empty chair between them when he sat. “Truthfully,” Enrique said, “I usually don’t shut up. But I’m not, I’m not really…” “Not comfortable talking about your passenger? I get it,” Dante said with a nod. “I don’t like it either,” Ebbs said. “You?” Enrique asked, turning to the ex-priest. “I would have thought—” “Occupational hazard,” Ebbs said. “Father Ebbs got his passenger right around when the rift opened, Dante said. “He’s an early adopter.” “No one had yet come to terms with…you know.” Ebbs brushed powdered sugar from his lips. “The whole ‘demons are coming to our world and are real’ thing. It was before anyone knew what was going on. It was an exorcism of one of the first. A little girl. I invited her in. My passenger, not the girl. She took the offer. Violastine. Viola. And, as a result, I got excommunicated from upstairs.”

 

 

 
 
“Quirky…romantic…sexy…”
 

Author Interview:

1. Tell us a little about how this story first came to be.
The book came to be while walking to the diner with my wife. We were talking about how some friends of ours met, and how so many people have strange meetup stories. We started talking about meeting people at literal meetings, and maybe finding someone at a support group isn’t the healthiest option. Then it just struck me that finding someone to date at a support group for possessed people would be a pretty big red flag. The whole concept grew from that image.
2. What, if anything, did you learn when writing the book?
Writing from a purely original concept, rather than the ghostwriting and IP writing I was used to, is a lot more fun. You’re allowed to derail your own train.
3. What surprised you the most in writing it?
How quickly it flowed. From concept to outline to draft to edit for submission was maybe two months. Mind you, this was in lockdown, so there wasn’t a lot else to do.
4. If it’s not a spoiler, what does the title mean?
Riftsiders is the PC word for what were commonly called demons. Unlawful Possession is a pun, working with what if possessed people were breaking the law. Each book in the series will have a twisted interpretation of a crime as the title. The second book is Riftsiders: Identity Theft. That has nothing to do with stolen credit cards, but you can start guessing.
5. Were any of the characters inspired by real people? If so, do they know?
In the sequel, the character of Guidry the Technomancer, mentioned in the very ending of book one, is actually my son. He most definitely knows.
6. Do you consider the book to have a lesson or moral?
Absolutely, and it was the driving force behind the character and plot design. It’s about the real world demonization of various minority groups, here literally represented as demons. Hopefully people begin to wonder why some people get treated as monsters just because they’re a bit different.
7. What is your favorite part of the book?
The strange love triangle of Enrique, Elle, and Key, the demon that possesses Elle.
 
8. Which character was most challenging to create? Why?
Violastine. This is a horrible, disgusting demon inhabiting one of the protagonists, an ex-priest. I can’t go really deep into it without saying too much. Let’s just say demons don’t hold to human values or morals of what’s right or wrong, and I hope people question it in the case of this wretched creature.
9. What are your immediate future plans?
Keep the launch of book 1 active, get the edits on book 2 and work on that, and get chugging on book 3.
 
 

 

Paul A. DeStefano and his wife live on Long Island, NY, with a strange menagerie that includes a dog, a few cats, sugar gliders, a bearded dragon, and several grown children that have not left.

After graduating from Hofstra University with a split degree in English and Acting, he worked in the board gaming and roleplaying industry for decades, including officially licensed projects for Star Trek and Lord of the Rings. He did not win the Origins Award for Best Miniatures Rules in 2004 and has forgotten that bitter defeat. When not playing and working on games, he is sometimes found touring internationally, giving lectures on worldbuilding and character design.

Being a professional full-time blacksmith for several years made him realize how much less painful it was to go back to writing. He’s been lucky enough to hold the Top Humor Writer badge at Medium multiple times and has had his work narrated by James Cosmo (Lord Mormont from Game of Thrones) on multimillion-dollar Kickstarter projects.

It is also worth noting that having never taken any bassoon lessons, he still cannot play one.

His latest book is the urban fantasy/paranormal romance novel, RIFTSIDERS: UNLAWFUL POSSESSION.

Visit his website at www.PaulADeStefano.com or connect with him on TwitterFacebookGoodreads and Instagram.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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