Showing posts with label Fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fantasy. Show all posts
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11 June 2008
*CONTEST* for Bound By Magic!
***CONTEST***
Simply purchase a copy of my book ($2.99) and send me a copy of the order confirmation email. I will add your name into the drawing at the end of the month. And I decided to add a bonus to help motivate you to read it too! If you answer the following question correctly and you are the winner, I will add another $5 to the prize, making it a total of $20!
This one is easy. Send me an email with ‘Bound by Magic’ in the subject line and I will add you into the drawing for a free copy!
Good Luck!
15 February 2008
Excerpt from "Crossing Faeryland"
I'd like to tease you with an excerpt from my upcoming novel, "Crossing Faeryland"...
Excerpt: Jake and Marnie
Cautiously, Jake moved closer to the pair and closed his eyes, recalling the meditation exercises he hadn’t practiced in years. Connections to his physical self dropped away. His mind soared. He’d forgotten the heady sensations of freedom. Petty concerns seemed far away and insignificant. With difficulty, Jake turned his attention to the inhabitants of the barn.
Before she slammed down her shields, Jake felt himself connect with Marnie and noted her surprise at the speed and ease at which he’d managed psychic communications again. He remembered the pleasure he’d felt communicating this way with her and how much harder it could be with others.
Elusive, other ephemeral thoughts and desires passed through her mind. Jake looked away afraid to hope, but more afraid to have her see the hope in him.
He touched the consciousness of the stallion first, feeling the strength of character and nobility of purpose. The mare’s gaiety and sense of humor caught his fancy and he found himself eager to spend more time with both of them.
“I thank you all for your gracious offer of aid in helping us to cross your lands in safety. Be assured that I consider myself in your debt.”
Jake felt his control slipping as the Unicorns accepted his gratitude and expressed pleasure in furthering their acquaintance. They too looked forward to future “talks”.
As Jake drifted away, he again felt Marnie’s presence, surprised now at the pleasure and fondness he detected there. This would be something to ponder later…alone.
Returning to himself abruptly, he staggered and shook his head. Wincing he put his fingertips on his temples rubbing at the spikes of pain. “I’d forgotten about this part.”
Marnie grabbed his arm to steady him and remarked, “If you had practiced, it wouldn’t be like this.”
Jake straightened and watched her steadily. “There didn’t seem to be much reason to.”
Stung, Marnie withdrew quickly and touched her fingertips to her lips. She backed away her eyes wide. Jake watched thoughts chase across her face—wonder, fear, confusion—before she wiped away all emotion.
He wanted to reach for her, even had his hand partially extended, but she turned away and returned to grooming the Unicorns. He glided closer nearly touching her until she stopped her brushing and swung to face him.
He reached for her again. This time she didn’t pull away. Raising his hand to her face, he brushed aside loose tendrils to stroke her cheek. “You’re even lovelier than I remembered.”
She remained motionless, expressionless, staring into his face, oblivious to the stroking of his hand and the scrutiny of his searching, roaming eyes. The path his gaze took eventually crossed with hers and locked. For countless moments and a split second, an eternity and an instant, they met on a level that mapped beyond the physical but nowhere in reality.
“I thought that I’d imagined your beauty and grace. I thought that the attraction would disappear like the dream that it had seemed to be,” he didn’t say.
“I thought that I’d never see you again,” she never replied.
She opened her mouth to speak, then frowned and turned away to groom the Unicorns once more. “We leave at daylight, even if the Little Princess is not here.”
He dropped his arm and watched her for a moment. She turned to face him, but any trace of what she’d been thinking or feeling, she managed to put away. He sighed temporarily defeated.
“She’ll be here.” Jake made his way to the door and paused. Turning to face her, he warned, “Oh, and Marnie,”
She paused in brushing Glitter and looked up at him. “I would call her Cat if I were you. She has a distinct dislike, right now, for being reminded of her place in life.”
She shrugged and returned to her task. He watched her a moment then turned to leave. At the door, he paused and turned to face her. Marnie stopped in mid-stroke and looked at him questioningly.
“Something else?”
He smiled. “Yeah, there is.” Walking around Glitter, he took the currycomb out of her loose grip and laid it on the stall. “I have to know.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but he covered her lips with his, snaking an arm around her waist and cupping the back of her head with his other hand. All the broken pieces—his heart, his soul—slid back into place as he fit his body to hers.
Hope you enjoyed your peek!
Raine McIntyre
"Crossing Faeryland" coming soon from Red Rose Publishing
http://RaineMcIntyre.net/
10 February 2008
Raine McIntyre, "Crossing Faeryland"
I’m a new writer for Red Rose Publishing and very proud to be here. Since most of you are unfamiliar with my work, and me, I’d like to spend a few minutes describing my terribly boring life.
In my spare time, I work as a Computer Analyst for a large toy manufacturer. I spend my time babysitting websites and troubleshooting problems with them. Like pets, I also get to take care of the servers living in the company’s web farms, seeing that they get the care and attention they need. (Psst! Given half a chance, they’ll run wild, pooping and chewing on all the well-behaved machines.)
I suppose I don’t have to tell you how much of my time I spend fantasizing about things having nothing to do with toys or computers. Although, I do have one recurring fantasy about the toy soldiers in Babes in Toyland marching out to battle the Evil Windows Giant.
In one fell swoop, the behemoth annihilates the soldiers with the Blue Screen of Death. Fear not, though. The toys send in a Trojan horse who wreaks havoc, bringing down the giant from within.
My mother tells me that she shouldn’t have been so stringent with my toilet training, while my kids just shake their heads and tell me to get some sleep. My dogs love me, though.
I have four Yorkies. I had five, but one of them died last Sunday. I cried all day, and then I went to work the next day and cried. I thought that with a pack of them, I wouldn’t hurt so much when it was their time. But it’s like people—they’re not interchangeable.
My love of animals, most especially dogs (and anything doggy like wolves), colors most of my writing. I’m particularly fond of the idea that animals may be like us, but are far nobler.
My Shapeshifters, be they wolf, panther, or dragon, are always the heroes. Being that they’re half-human, however, they do have pack mates who act up now and then. Faeries are the same way, don’t you think?
“Crossing Faeryland”, coming soon from Red Rose Publishing, explores the “what if” world of possibilities of a future where mankind no longer rules all. Come explore the world of Terrantoo and sit a spell.
Raine McIntyre
"Crossing Faeryland" coming soon from Red Rose Publishing
http://RaineMcIntyre.net/
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