In rounding out our Jacqueline Paige week, we take a final look at her Magic Seasons trilogy.
Today we look at Book I, Beltane Magic.
Tomorrow we then finish with her last two book in the Solstice Heat and Harvest Dreams.
From Beltane
Magic
Book I in the
Magic Seasons
Paranormal
Romantic Suspense
Available in
eformats and paperback
Publisher buy
link: Class
Act Books
Book II in the
Magic Seasons – The Solstice Heat coming in March 2012
Blurb:
Step into a
world of magic and passions....
Take a dash of
spice, heat it
Add a flash of
magic and watch the sparks fly
Toss in a killer
that's targeting women
Add a handful of
witches from all paths to stir it all together...
Each were
willing to spend their lives alone and safe; until they’re touched by Beltane
Magic.
Can they survive
their pasts to be together as they struggle to find a killer before the wheel
turns again?
Extended Blurb:
Leena is a woman
that is gentle in everything, her personality and moods. She always feels
maternal with her closest friends and would go out of their way to look after
any one of them. Her ability of controlling the elements and knowledge of plants
make her magic abilities strong and unbreakable. She is a leader at work and in life, always
working hard to keep those around her close, but never allowing anyone to get
too close.
To the outside
world she is just Leena Duncan, a quiet woman who works a normal job and lived
a quiet life.
A few times a
year she can openly use her magical gifts at celebrations within a small
community of people she calls friends.
Having lived
through the horrors that can come from the hands of someone you thought loved
you; she decided never loving again would prevent more emotional scarring.
It takes one man
at a rainy Beltane celebration to change everything she is comfortable with and
one killer to change her safe world.
Owen is a man
that reflects humor and cavalier vibrations to others, he is gentle and caring
as is his ability to draw negative and heal others. If you didn’t know him, you
would never realize he came from violence.
Knowing how the real world can be, he has vowed to never put himself
into the position, or allow anyone else that could open up the world he has
carefully sealed shut forever.
He creates
worlds and puts them on paper to entertain others. After years of using his imagination he finds
out his friends can do things he thought only his mind created.
For his entire
adult life Owen Grey has always played it safe and kept to his own world of
writing, never getting too close to anyone.
Having lived a
nightmare growing up he would never take the chance of repeating history. He may write about happily-ever-after, but
knows it is pure fantasy and doesn’t exist.
EXCERPT:
Owen found himself
placed between Dade and Chris among the drummers. He was caught up in learning
the rhythms and watched either Chris or Dade’s hands to pick up the beat. This
he found was also a good place to be as the dancers stopped often and danced
right in front of the drummers or brought them drinks.
After an hour
his arms were tired and he honestly had a new admiration for the men beside him
who were still going strong, moving effortlessly from one rhythm to the next.
During a slower
beat, he noticed several of the dancers moving through those at the edge of the
circle and through the drummers. He watched as the dancers took their wreaths
off and placed them onto a male’s head. He was sure the males didn’t realize
how silly they looked wearing flowers and ribbons, although when the dancers
gave them a kiss, he was also sure they didn’t care how odd they looked.
Kasey paused in
front of the drummers and began to weave her way toward them, slowly taking off
her wreath. She smiled in a shy, nervous kind of way at the drummers. Neither
Dade nor Chris paused in their drumming, but Owen could feel them both waiting
to see who she was going to place her wreath on. When she passed Dade and went
to Chris, Owen noticed and enjoyed the grin on his new friend’s face.
Chris actually
missed a few beats in the rhythm as he raised a hand to place behind her head
to receive the kiss. Owen didn’t see steam, but he felt warmer just witnessing
their kiss.
He found himself wishing some woman
would make him look like an idiot and place her wreath on his head. He turned
to watch the same with Doc and Rachel. He was sure Steven was blushing after
it, or maybe it was just from the heat of it.
At the point
when Cora began seductively dancing her way into the drummers, his heart
stopped. She was far too exotic a woman for him to handle, but if she placed
her wreath on his head, he would certainly try. He felt like a schoolboy
wanting to jump up and say, “pick me,” but he dug deep and found his dignity
somewhere.
She passed him
by and held the eyes of the man beside him. When she placed the wreath on
Dade’s head and leaned her mouth down to his, Owen was sure the sparks that
flew between them somehow burned him. In his own amazement, he realized it was
a kiss out of a movie that made your heart speed up. Dade didn’t miss a single
beat on the drum, though the kiss seemed to last more than just a few moments.
He found himself wishing for
mistletoe or a cute puppy, anything that would bring one of them to him. His
heart tripped and almost stumbled when he noticed Leena was dancing toward the
drummers. He fought the urge of wanting to look around and make sure he was the
only one in the area without a wreath on his head but held onto what adult-like
composure he had left.
When she stopped
in front of him, it was all he could do to not stand and meet her halfway, so
he held the drum in front of him tightly and stayed seated. As the wreath
touched his head, she smiled a smile that made his insides burn. He reached up
to gently guide her head down to his.
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