Happy Holiday!!

Hello, dear readers!

It’s that magical time of year. Whatever holiday you observe, I hope it’s filled with wonder, sparks of fun, cheer, and love. Maybe even a scrumptious Wishing Spritz cookie that will make your dreams come true, like the cookies in Merry Little Wishing Spritz. 😉

Happy holidays to you and yours! 🎄🎁🎉
Cherie

Curl up with my small town, enemies to lovers romance with a dash of magic. It’s about a modern-day witch who casts a well-intended spell meant to save her apartment and her job. But magic is unpredictable, especially when her friend casts a little charm of her own that has Cassie lusting after the man she desperately wants to despise. It’s a fun, festive, and flirty read that will make you laugh and swoon.

Grab your copy!

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Looking for something new? Check out one of the books on my radar!

A Trinity of Witches

I'm excited to learn the backstory to the Bearsden Witch Series, a PWF Urban Fantasy. In the 1960s, three young witches from different backgrounds come together to perform a fertility spell. What could go wrong?

Practical Potions anthology promises a collection of fantasy stories from bubbling cauldron to something wicked this way comes.

Do you have a book recommendation for me? Drop it in the comments!

Stay safe!

Sweet Romance and Lovable Pups, Plus a Peek Between the Pages 💕🐶

 

Who doesn't love the cute pet that is there for us? All the books in this book fair have a lovable pup that is there for the protagonist, and I'm delighted to have my small town romance Salted Caramel Bliss with a Wedding Kiss included in this event. 

🐶 💕  Visit the event  💕 🐶

Peek between the pages of Salted Caramel Bliss with a Wedding Kiss

Jinx happily jumped to the ground. She paused, head tilted and ears perked. Off in the distance, a voice sang a lovely melody, like secrets on the wind. It was the song from my premonitions.

The spark circled me, bringing my attention back to the spell. It zigged left around my car and then zagged over the boardwalk. Jinx frolicked along behind it.

“Jinx, wait!” I grabbed my purse, locked the doors, and jogged to catch up. A warm breeze lifted my hair, bringing with it the delicious aroma of barbecue and charbroiled meats. My stomach growled, but there was no time to check out the restaurants. Not with my puppy prancing through the pale sand.

“Jinx!” I hopped off the wood walkway and onto the sand. Ahead of me, Jinx scampered between a couple relaxing on a sherbet-colored blanket and then through a little girl’s sandcastle.

“Sorry.” I skirted the couple. “Sorry,” I said to the girl. With a flick of a finger, I repaired some of the damage to her castle. The loose sand under my sandal- clad feet made it difficult to run. “Jinx, slow down!”

Jinx and the spark stopped at the end of a long pier lined with boats of varying sizes. We were alone. I clutched a stitch in my side. The spark bobbed a couple of times above the clear blue water before plopping soundlessly beneath the surface. Jinx barked.

“No, Jinx. We’re not going to jump.” I hoped the spark somehow heard me and reappeared. It couldn’t possibly think I was going to follow it into the ocean.

I glanced around, hoping to spot the gray-haired man or the boy from my vision. The hauntingly beautiful song blended with the waves splashing against the pier. I breathed in, enjoying the sounds of nature and savoring the crisp scent of the sea. Both were inviting. Maybe that was why they called this place Siren’s Cove. It beckoned people to stay.

Happy reading, everyone!!