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Wednesday, December 2, 2020

New Cover Reveal: La Roe's Curse

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Dee Carver (Author), Cindy Wieczorek (Editor) 

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When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also. It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. 

Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again. 

Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do? 



Excerpt 


Conroy was waiting to escort us into the dining room. Violet was sitting at the head of the table with two place settings one on each side of her. “Come sit. There is no reason to be shy here.” Max took the one on her left while I took the other side. “Now, let’s have a lovely dinner, then you can tell me all about yourselves. I have to confess I have never met a werewolf before.” 

We followed her lead and talked of nothing important throughout  dinner, when we were finished she led us into my father’s old study. 

“Would either of you care for an after dinner drink or some tea?”  

I knew it was a test, so I answered in my most professional voice. 

“Coffee would be lovely, thank you. Cream and sugar please.” 

She gave me a look I couldn’t read. “Very good, my dear. You will make a lovely La Roe.” 

“What do you mean a lovely La Roe, I am already one?” 

“Of course you are my dear, but being a La Roe is and means more than just a name. You must carry yourself as it now benefits your station in life. The Isle of Man is now part of Great Britain also Northern Ireland, and as such, you are now accountable to both of them. You are considered one of the last of royalty left here and must behave as such, your people need you to guide them throughout life and the courts.” 

“Courts? What are you talking about? My father was a duke, but I cannot claim the title Princess gained from my marriage, no one can know I am still alive.” 

“Your being a Princess is exactly what I am referring too. 




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Tuesday, November 24, 2020

What is so funny? #MFRWhooks

Dee Carver (Author), Cindy Wieczorek (Editor) 

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Blurb 

When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also. 

It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again. 

Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do? 


Excerpt 

Violet cocked her head at him before saying sarcastically. “Calm down wolf boy, or else I’ll put you outside.” 

I sat there stunned before I had to ask finally. “How did you know? Just what do you know about us?” 

“Why my dear I have the gift of sight and knowledge, I thought you would have guessed by now. I saw you finally returning home and a wolf was your escort, I have to admit though, I did not expect the wolf to actually be a werewolf. I thought you just had a real wolf as a pet. You know it is not uncommon for a La Roe to have a familiar as witches do. 

Your wolf is correct about my behavior though, every vibe I have gotten from you, said you were a sweet girl. I just forgot that in my anger, and for that I am truly sorry. I knew then and still know now you must have had a good reason for not returning, and your reason for still roaming this earth does puzzle me greatly, no other La Roe has been cursed such as you are now.” 

I sat there and thought of all she had said, when I noticed the room again; I could swear it was my old room. Curiosity getting the better of me I had to ask. “I know this is completely off the subject, but I just have to know. This is my old room isn’t it?” 

“Of course, it is silly child. Well I guess you aren’t exactly a child, now are you? Enough of this though, I will allow you two to get settled in, then you may join me for dinner, it is promptly at seven o’clock, and not a moment later, the attire of course should be formal, to celebrate your return.” With that, she left the room. 

I looked over toward Max, and he just shrugged before beginning to chuckle. “Hey, don’t look at me, she is your family, not mine.” He was laughing even harder now.  

“And just what is so funny about that, may I ask?” 



Wednesday, November 11, 2020

A living fire #MFRWhooks


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Dee Carver (Author), Cindy Wieczorek (Editor)

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Blurb 

When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also. 

It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again. 

Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do? 


Excerpt 


What I saw lying on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks; there in the middle of the room was my sweet Katie. She was just lying there in something red. I crawled over to her then and saw the horrible gash in her stomach. The red I had seen was her blood, her life pouring out of her. I cradled her head in my lap and I began rocking her back and forth.

“No, Katie, not you. No, oh why God, why her, why did it have to be her?” I screamed out loud. 

Even through my pain, I could hear Max coming up the front steps. I didn’t even want him around. I felt my power flare up. It consumed me, and all around. The only thing I could think of was no. No one was hurting her again. The world began spinning then, and any control I had was gone. I saw Katie’s grave again only this time it was covered in her blood. I stared down at the ugly hole, where her stomach should have been. Trying to see her whole again, but my mind could not, would not, get passed the blood. It’s her blood. Someone did this to her. I swear with everything in me. I’ll kill whoever did this to her. 

“Do you hear me, you are dead, and you just don’t know it yet. I am going to kill you. I don’t care now if I have to walk this world for an eternity. I will find you and kill you. Your life is forfeit, it belongs to me now, and I want you dead. Do you hear me? DEAD!” I screamed with deadly menace to the empty room and knew he had heard me. Knew I was coming for him, he also knew I would never stop until he was dead. 

I barely heard the door crash in, one moment I was holding Katie and the next someone was trying to take her away from me. Without thinking, I pushed them away from us with only a thought. The room was growing brightly now, almost a forest green, the same brilliant color of my family’s crests. The light had grown so bright. It was hurting my eyes. I closed them to the growing pain. 

I could feel my hair flaring out around as though it was a living fire. My last conscious thought was, “I was too late to save someone I cared about, again. Someone else was paying because of me.” I knew the darkness was swallowing me and I was grateful for it. Welcomed it. Knowing I wouldn’t feel the pain of her loss cutting my heart in two. 

When I came to, I could feel someone sitting next to me. “Miss, can you hear me?” I heard a man asking me. Each time I tried to answer them, my throat felt as though there were a thousand of tiny pieces of glass slicing it. Placing my hands to my neck, I tried to explain what was wrong. 








Tuesday, October 20, 2020

“I was cursed by my husband.” #MFRWhooks

Dee Carver (Author), Cindy Wieczorek (Editor) 


Blurb 


When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also. 

 It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again. 

Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do? 

Excerpt

 

After the plane had taken off Max turned to me, “Now seems like a good time to tell me what your big secret is.” 


I had thought this over while we had gotten ready and decided the best place to start was at the beginning. “First, my name really isn’t Rose Jade. It’s an alias. My real name is Emerald La Roe. I was born in the year 1685. I have moved around the world using different names for the last 300 years.”  


I paused, waiting for him to say something, but he just sat there holding my hand. I looked around the cabin of the plane, and saw everyone else was either watching the movie or sleeping. 


Continuing, “I was cursed by my husband.” That however made him speak up. 

“What do you mean, husband?” 


“I was married just before my eighteenth birthday; I am sure we won’t be running into him considering he died over 200 years ago. As I was saying, I believe he cursed me on our wedding night.” 


Max interrupted again, angrily this time. “That bastard, on your wedding night?”  


I nodded before going on. “Yeah, I know, he was a real gentleman. Anyway, I don’t remember too much after that night, until about six years later. I was on a ship bound for Jamaica, it seems I had indentured myself as a slave, I turned 25 on the ship, which is also the same time I felt my powers begin to grow. When I arrived, I started out as a handmaid for the Lady of the house, but when she died two years later, the Lord made me a chambermaid. 


He was lord and master of Lyceum Maleficent Hall, which translates into Lord of the Evil Hall. Yeah, I know the name should have tipped me off, but I hadn’t realized it was more than just a name until a month later, the first night he beat and raped me. The torture went on for five more years until he died in a freak storm. The reason I call it a freak storm is because the storm season for that year had already passed. 


I was known only as Red, so when I ran away, I changed my name to Veridian Dahlia, I then used the money I found in the house to sail to France.” Pausing I gave him a chance to think about what I had said and to say something.  


I had thought he would have said anything other than what he actually did say. “Did you kill him? I mean if he was still alive I would do it for you. After what happened the night we found Katie, I am just wondering.” 




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Tuesday, October 29, 2019

It’s her blood. #MFRWhooks

Dee Carver (Author), Cindy Wieczorek (Editor)  


Blurb 

When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also.

It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again.


Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do?



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Excerpt
What I saw lying on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks, there in the middle of the room was my sweet Katie. She was just lying there in something red. Knees buckling, I crawled over to her and saw the horrible gash in her stomach. The red I had seen was her blood, her life pouring out of her. I cradled her head in my lap and I began rocking her back and forth.

“No, Katie, not you. No, oh why God, why her, why did it have to be her?” I screamed out loud. 

Even through my pain, I could hear Max coming up the front steps. I didn’t even want him around. I felt my power flare up. It consumed me and flowed all around. The only thing I could think of was no. No one was hurting her again. The world began spinning and any control I had was gone. I saw Katie’s grave again only this time it was covered in her blood. I stared down at the ugly hole, where her stomach should have been; trying to see her whole again, but my mind could not, would not, get passed the blood. It’s her blood. Someone did this to her. I swear with everything in me; I’ll kill whoever did this to her.

“Do you hear me? You are dead. You just don’t know it yet. I am going to kill you. I don’t care if I have to walk this world for an eternity. I will find you and I will kill you. Your life is forfeit, it belongs to me now, and I want you dead. Do you hear me? DEAD!” I screamed with deadly menace to the empty room and knew he had heard me. Knew I was coming for him, he also knew I would never stop until he was dead.

I barely heard the door crash in, one moment I was holding Katie and the next someone was trying to take her away from me. Without thinking, I pushed them away from us with only a thought. The room was growing brightly now, almost a forest green, the same brilliant color of my family’s crests. The light had grown so bright. It was hurting my eyes. I closed them to the growing pain. 

I could feel my hair flaring out around as though it was a living fire. My last conscious thought was, “I was too late to save someone I cared about, again. Someone else was gone or dead because of me.” I knew the darkness was swallowing me and I was grateful for it, welcomed it. Knowing I wouldn’t feel the pain of her loss cutting my heart in two.

Monday, September 30, 2013

La Roe's by Dee Owens

Excerpt Taken from Chapter 10

La Roe's by Dee Owens
What I saw lying on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks; there in the middle of the room was my sweet Katie. She was just lying there in something red. I crawled over to her then and saw the horrible gash in her stomach. The red I had seen was her blood, her life pouring out of her. I cradled her head in my lap and I began rocking her back and forth.

“No, Katie, not you. No, oh why God, why her, why did it have to be her?” I screamed out loud.

Even through my pain, I could hear Max coming up the front steps. I didn’t even want him around. I felt my power flare up. It consumed me, and all around. The only thing I could think of was no. No one was hurting her again. The world began spinning then, and any control I had was gone. I saw Katie’s grave again only this time it was covered in her blood. I stared down at the ugly hole, where her stomach should have been. Trying to see her whole again, but my mind could not, would not, get passed the blood. It’s her blood. Someone did this to her. I swear with everything in me. I’ll kill whoever did this to her.

“Do you hear me, you are dead, and you just don’t know it yet. I am going to kill you. I don’t care now if I have to walk this world for an eternity. I will find you and kill you. Your life is forfeit, it belongs to me now, and I want you dead. Do you hear me? DEAD!” I screamed with deadly menace to the empty room and knew he had heard me. Knew I was coming for him, he also knew I would never stop until he was dead.

I barely heard the door crash in, one moment I was holding Katie and the next someone was trying to take her away from me. Without thinking, I pushed them away from us with only a thought. The room was growing brightly now, almost a forest green, the same brilliant color of my family’s crests. The light had grown so bright. It was hurting my eyes. I closed them to the growing pain.

I could feel my hair flaring out around as though it was a living fire. My last conscious thought was, “I was too late to save someone I cared about, again. Someone else was paying because of me.” I knew the darkness was swallowing me and I was grateful for it. Welcomed it. Knowing I wouldn’t feel the pain of her loss cutting my heart in two.

When I came to, I could feel someone sitting next to me. “Miss, can you hear me?” I heard a man asking me. Each time I tried to answer them, my throat felt as though there were a thousand of tiny pieces of glass slicing it. Placing my hands to my neck, I tried to explain what was wrong.

“Yes ma’am, I understand, your friend said you had been screaming for a while before you finally passed out. Can you remember what happened, anything at all?” He had sympathy in his voice and sounded as if he was trying to talk someone out of jumping.

I thought about it for a moment and then trying to answer him. I mouthed. “Katie’s dead.” Nothing came out though, all I could do was nod my head yes.

“It’s all right I do understand. Your friend Maxwell Howard told us most of what happened. I will just ask you some basic questions; you can nod your head yes or no. Do you think you could do that for me?”

When I nodded yes, he continued. “Mr. Howard said you two had been looking for your friend, a Katherine Park, is that correct?”

I nodded again.

“Mr. Howard also states you received a tip to come here, but don’t know who from.”

I started to nod my head yes again, but stopped to shake my head no. There was no way I was going to cover up for anybody, not if it meant finding Katie’s killer.

“Yes you had a tip?”

I nodded.

“No, you don’t know who it was from?”

I shook my head no.

“You do know who the tip came from?”

I nodded my head yes. I took my cell phone out of my jeans then, thanking whoever had put the IV in my left hand and not my right. I gave him the cell phone.

“Was it the last call?” He asked guessing.

I nodded yes even harder then. I could hear him pushing buttons on the phone. I couldn’t open my eyes to see him though. Someone had put bandages over my eyes.

“The last number on here is for a Mom and Pop’s store, is that it?” He no longer sounded as though I was a jumper but as if I had given him an early Christmas Present.

I nodded again, but the pain in my head was growing worse. What I was feeling must have shown on my face, for someone else spoke up then.

“That is enough Detective, I believe Ms. Jade has been through enough for one night.” It was a woman’s voice this time.

“Just one more question, do you know who did this?” The Detective asked.

 I thought about it for a moment, before shaking my head no. Even though I was almost positive it was MacNee, I had no proof he had done it. The Detective said he would be in touch, before placing a card in my hand.

I heard the woman then. “I am sorry sir, but we are getting ready to take her to the hospital.” I had wanted to protest, the last place I wanted, or needed to go was the hospital. They would run tests there and I didn’t want to try explaining, my age or whatever else the test might show.

“It’s all right the Lady is with me, and I have permission to take her home.” I heard Max reply then, I was so happy to hear his voice I began to cry. I started to try to get up on my own, but was held down. Damn I hated being weak!

“All right, but at least let me unhook you first.” The woman said and sounded as though she was scolding a child. I had figured out already, she was an EMT and waited for her to disconnect me.

Once I was free however, I began to reach out to Max. I felt his hands under my body, picking me up. Max had to promise to take me to the doctor, and have my throat checked out if it didn’t get better in a few days.

I heard someone new, then. “It would be a shame for her to lose her voice, you know with her not being able to see either.”

No, one must not have been able to see my face; because I knew the shock I had felt was surely showing now. What did they mean, not being able to see?

I felt Max sit me in my car, or at least I hoped it was mine. “I know the car is not the place for us to talk about what happened. But we will talk, and you are going to tell me everything. Especially about what happened back there in the cabin.” I didn’t know who he was madder at the guy who killed Katie or me.

We rode the rest of the way back in silence. I had reached out to the sound of his voice, trying to tell him I understood. When he had said nothing else about it, I just settled more into the seat. I knew though, when my voice came back, we would have our talk, and Max would want to know everything. Call me anything you want, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to leave anything out.

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Cursed Seduction Series Book 1 by Chocolate Seductions by Dee Owens

Cursed Seduction Series

Cursed Seductions by Dee OwensCursed Seduction is a series involving 5 women and their men….
Once, a long time ago, two men from different walks of life used many women for their own pleasures. Neither had a care for what would happen to the women when they were finished with them. That is, until a witch cursed them. Now these two men have to find their true love and learn to sacrifice all. It has been many centuries since and they still have not found the woman to set them free.

Another tragic twist to this fate is that of the generation to follow them, each descendant through out time will suffer until the first two are cured.

Lost through out time,
Nathaniel and Sabastian
More about these men and their families coming soon….



Sunday, September 1, 2013

Fay's Wish by Dee Owens

Excerpt Taken from Chapter Four – THE FIRST KISS

Fay's Wish by Dee OwensAs I entered the garden, the smell of succulent roses and flowed through my body, while the path itself was soothing with vibrant green and deep red stones. Gliding softly over the smooth stones, I headed for the waterfalls, sighing in pleasure as the soft moss lining it caressed and soothed my feet and heart. In all of Fay Island, this was my sanctuary. A place I could be myself, forget royal burdens and courtly duties. When I was younger I often found myself drawn here to search for my perfect mate.

In the center of the Garden, a mist was gathering against the steep rocks. Staring down I contemplated the brilliance flowing beneath the spray as it cast a shimmering silver hue in its depths. The sound of chimes filled the air as the falls began to play a sweet melody all of their own.

“They say when the water is such color, magic is trying to reach out to a Fay,” Aine said.

I turned and took in her beauty, as always she was hidden behind a garment of deep red, this time however the hood draping her face was pulled back. I was struck at the mane of red hair flowing around her body; it reminded me of silk caressing the radiant face now in full view.

As I contemplated Aine, I could not understand why she hid behind the red shroud. Her beauty was astounding. “If the water changed for one Fay, then who is it? You and I are the only ones here.”
“It is waiting to receive you. I have been here for some time, and the water did not change until you arrived.”

The look of poise on her face made me wonder if she might be right. I turned toward the water, sensing it call to me, beckoning me to step in.

I do not know whether it was Aine’s faith, or the water itself, but I waded in before I could stop to think. The water swirled around my body, stroking each curve with an intimate caress. I expected it to be cooler as I waded further in, but instead, it grew hot. Aine had been right. The water was responding to my touch, my intimate power. I was sure of it. Since my birth, there had not been a gift of magic such as this given. For whatever reason, I was to receive an old and precious gift.

“Do not be frightened, Princess, let the water carry you, comfort you, love you. Let it give you it’s offering in great joy. Know that, of the entire Fay, you are the one to receive a blessing from it.”
Aine’s words made sense. The water’s magic wanted to love me, caressing my body with its essence, giving me the bounty it was. It was now up to me to love it in return.

Taking her words and my thoughts to heart, I closed my eyes and opened my arms. The water pushed against my thighs, and I lifted my feet in response. Cradling me in lover’s arms, the water held my head above itself, before carrying me into its depth. Not once did I panic. I trusted the water as though it were my lover. The magic of the moment provided all I needed to survive. Opening my eyes, the water radiated silvery magic and faded to midnight blue, pulsating with resilient energy. Part of my mind screamed of the danger surrounding me, but my heart could only rejoice.

At that moment, I saw him. His eyes were the deepest blue I had ever seen, with silver flecks shooting out from the center of it, the same vividness as the water surrounding us. A ring of forest green surrounded the blue. The coal black hair made his creamy skin rich. Everything about him left no doubt to any of my senses. My whole body vibrated. From his chiseled features, to his broad shoulders, he was everything I had ever dared dream. He emanated male. I could only guess at his height, but he seemed taller than life to me.

My enchantment had caught me off guard. His height compared to a male Fay in his prime, and I wondered why I had never met him before. In reaction to my query, his surroundings changed from an island forest to a small town. The buildings were constructed of a wood I knew had not been made by Fay, but by man.

My heart faltered. He was human. Nothing was to come from these feelings building deep inside of me.

Fay have been forbidden to mate with humans, and the few half bloods left were either from before my Grandfather’s rule, or descendants of those who had ventured into the mortal’s world.

The water grew intense. Had I said or done something to upset the magic? The image of the man clarified again. He was in the very water with me. From within, I could not stop the heat from rising, as I watched our bodies begin to entwine with each other. Each kiss he placed upon my skin burst like sunlight through the mists.

My breasts lifted to his lips as the climax began to grow in my abdomen and move lower. My entire body became heavy with a need I had not felt before. With each powerful stroke inside me, my skin grew hotter. It echoed the inferno surrounding us. I had only heard of such impulsive things happening between the Gods and Goddesses. When our bodies peaked, his grip told me he felt each sensation I did.

I only hoped he thought he was dreaming, or I would begin to fear for his mind. According to tales from the Elders, humans no longer believed in Fairies, and only a few believed that magic existed at all. Most of those thought magic evil.

He reached out. Not toward my image, but to me, seeing through the mist as I had. The steel in his eyes concerned and frightened me…

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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

La Roe’s: Coffee Time Romance Review

La Roe's by Dee OwensLA ROE’S
DEE OWENS
ISBN:1-4137-9661-3
December 2005
Publish America LLLP
www.publishamerica.com
Trade Paperback
$19.95
208 Pages
Paranormal Romance
Rating: 4 Cups

Emerald La Roe is cursed and forced to live eternally. She was cursed by her now dead husband on their marriage night and she has to find the cure. Emerald launches a search when her friend disappears. She looks for her friend and the man her friend is supposed to be with. She solicits the help of another friend Max Howard as they begin the search. Emerald had no idea that the Goddess Morriagan was leading her to her destiny.

Maxwell Howard has loved Emerald for a while now, and on this search he plans to use every means to have Emerald fall in love with him. But when fate is in control you never know what will happen.
When Emerald and Max’s search brings Emerald full circle to the cause of her curse, they begin to search in full for the cure. But there are secrets that have not fully unfolded yet, and until things are played completely out, none of their lives or loves will be complete.

This was an exciting dark romance. From Goddess’s to an old curse to magical swords, things are kept at a steady pace. Ms. Owens created wonderful characters then wove them into a tale filled with curses and secrets. I was captivated to the end. Steamy erotic sex spiced up this dark story and tied all of it together for an entertaining read.

Wateena
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance
Reviewer for Karen Find Out About New Books

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Saturday, July 11, 2009

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Interview with Dee Owens: Romancing the Book

Jen: This weekend we welcome Dee Owens to Book Talk. Dee, will you please share a short bio with us?
Dee: Sure, first let me say thank you for having me here. I am a mother, wife, paranormal romance author, editor, and freelance publicist. I started writing in 2004 since then I have published several articles, a second novel, and started my own publicist company. I have had many roles in the writing world, but have found that my heart will always belong to telling the life of my characters.

 
Jen: Tell us about Fay’s Wish and where it’s available.
Dee: Fay’s Wish is a story that was released in 2006 however the publishing company had some cut backs, and I am now self-publishing the eBook and print version in 2009. The story is getting a fresh look and with self-publishing it I can offer Shayla (the heroine) a chance at getting her tale out there.

Fay’s Wish is a Paranormal Romance set in Scotland. Shayla is a Princess of the Fae and her time has come to find a husband and take her father’s place on the throne. However Shayla does not love or want any of the Fae Males offered to her, so fulfilling her mother’s wish she heads out into the mortal realm. Shayla faces, gods, goddesses, and the worst fate of all, the love of a human. You can read an excerpt of Fay’s Wish at http://authordeeowens.blogspot.com/2013/09/fays-wish.html and purchase the eBook version at my online store http://personalizedmarketing.info/deeowens/store on January 23rd and the Printed version on February 14th with a special gift and discount. The paperback versions will be in P.O.D. with a link to where you can safely order your copy.
 
Jen: At what age did you discover writing and when were you first published? Tell us your call story.
Dee: I had not really considered the poetry and short tales I did in high school writing until a couple years ago. A friend of mine mentioned something about writing in school and after we got to talking I realized that though nothing ever made it past my own eyes, that is I had wrote in school as well. My first book was released in December 2005 by Publish America. I had been looking for a place that offered publishing to new authors; I have learned many things over the last few years and make my choices more carefully now.

Jen: Are there any other writers, published or not, in your family?
Dee: There are a couple people actually, I found out a couple years ago that my Grandmother had penned a story of her childhood and my daughter has recently began trying her hand at it. My youngest told me only a few days ago that she wanted to be in the book writing business as well, when I asked her how, she had replied well what you do mommy. I hope that when she gets to where this dream is possible that she takes it by storm as she does everything in life.

Jen: Describe your writing in three words.
Dee: WOW ok. Sensual, fulfilling, fun. Ok so not so much fun when I argue with a character, and the fulfilling part is reaching the end and knowing that I did the best I could, and then pushed myself more. Sensual well its romance, so it has to be sensual so that it can seduce the heart.

Jen: Do you have a writing routine?
Dee: I turn on my music, generally Creed, most of the time I use headphones so that the world and my keys hitting the keyboard don’t interfere. When it comes to a certain time, I am like most moms I don’t know what free time means, so I leave my writing to tell me when its time, besides I cant stand forcing something out knowing I am going to erase it anyways. If I am wanting to write but needing inspiration I often light candles and then close my eyes to let whoever is talking to me that day get their voice heard. Each of the books I have written or are writing have been inspired by different things. La Roe’s was a dream about a dress, Fay’s Wish was the day of rain and the mourning I felt at my mother’s loss, while Chocolate Seductions was a need to learn more and a challenge by some friends.

My Muse has taken on her own persona and Brady Raye Daniels is going in a direction that I had not and could not foresee. Some may remember BrandyWine my reviewer name, well now she has an author side to her as well.

Jen: How do you shut out disruptions?
Dee: Can you really shut them out? My daughter is right now poking my arm. I guess I let the world of my writing and my home life mix combine; I don’t try to shut out either, but focus on each equally.

Jen: What kind of research did you do for this book?
Dee: I have never been to Scotland so I found myself at the library looking and reading over everything I could find. I scoured the internet for maps, weather reports and images of anything Scotland I could find. I also talked to friends that had been there online. I will admit I am not found of research, so when someone offers to tell me their own experience I grab at the chance. Fay’s Wish would not have been possible if not for my friends in R_W_P formally Romance_Writing_Period. These ladies saw me through some troubling times with Shayla and her own personal losses.
 
Jen: What did you do to celebrate the sale of your first book?
Dee: My children and Husband had a party for me, it was filled with love and laughter, and yea a Chocolate Cake. Only family and close friends were there, but why celebrate with strangers when you have loved ones instead.
 
Jen: Is there a genre that you’d like to write? Is there a genre you’ll probably stay away from and why?
Dee: A new Genre, I guess I would like to try my hand at a Humorous contemporary romances. I enjoy reading stories where the heroine has a smart wit, or continually finds herself in amusing situations. I am not that funny or light so I doubt that will ever happen but I imagine it would be a fun ride.

A genre I will never write? I would say Historical Fact, since I am not a fan of research. At one time I may have said Mystery but each romance at least a good story has some form of mystery in it.

Jen: Do you feel as if the characters live with you as you write? Do they haunt your dreams?
Dee: Definitely my characters live with me, and drive me insane. It can be a hair pulling experience when you need them to do one thing and they want to do something else. Haunt my dreams? Ya even when I am wide awake, lol.
 
Jen: What’s the most interesting comment you have received about your books?
Dee: I had someone once tell me they hated a hero in my book. That was great, since at the time and place she was at in the story he was supposed to be at least disliked. Another person also commented that they wanted to smack the heroine because of how silly she was, yet aren’t characters meant to grow as the story moves forward? I considered both of these comments memorable and some of the highest praises an author can get.

Jen: What’s next for you?
Dee: I hope that 2009 brings more people to my publicist service, I enjoy helping others and find that being able to do that with my company is rewarding in itself. I want to work on the rest of the Cursed Seduction series, give Brandy her time and due, and just spend time reading a good book as well. I don’t see me doing more than what I am at this moment, running a company is a full time job, plus I have other work I do as well. So what’s next? More advertising and clients for Personalized Marketing, giving my writing career its chance to go where it may, but most of all spending time with my Kids, since they are my inspiration and motivation to do the very best I can.

Jen: Where can you be found on the web?
Dee: I have several places.
My Personal Sites are http://personalizedmarketing.info/deeowens/ & http://authordeeowens.blogspot.com/
Other Sites: www.myspace.com/dee_owens, http://www.youtube.com/owensdee, http://www.facebook.com/people/Dee-Owens/1116133491, http://www.articlesbase.com/authors/dee-owens/13273.htm
Personalized Marketing http://personalizedmarketing.info/, http://www.myspace.com/personalized_marketing, http://deespersonalizedmarketing.blogspot.com/

Jen: Is there anything you’d like to ask our readers?
Dee: I had to think long and hard on this one, I wanted to make sure that I asked the question that had the most impact on my career while being open enough for the variety of readers you have.
What is the one thing that stands out the most to you when choosing your next book to read?
Thank you again for the interview and I wish Book Talk with J & J continued success.
 
Jen: And thank you Dee for the wonderful interview. Readers, Dee is being quite generous with the giveaways this weekend. She’s got four prizes, but I’ve decided to break it up into prizes. One is for a reader and one is for an author. The reader’s prize will include a free eBook copy Fay’s Wish as well as a free eGift basket, the basket will contain images, bookmarks, music, and a discount for the e-version of La Roe’s on sale at http://personalizedmarketing.info/deeowens/store
 
 The author’s prize will include a free eBook copy of La Roe’s as well as a discount applied to Dee’s services at Personalized Marketing. To enter the contest, please answer Dee’s question and then tell me which prize you’d like to receive if your name is chosen as a winner. The contest will run until Sunday, January 18 around 5:00pm PDT.
 

Friday, February 3, 2006

Sandy McCann Review: La Roe's


La Roe's by Dee Owens5.0 out of 5 stars Rising New Star!, 3 Feb 2006
By Sandee McCann “Author” (United Kingdom)
This review is from: La Roe’s (Paperback)
From Amazon

Immortal Emerald La Roe has been alive for 300 years. She is currently operating her own paranormal agency under an alias with the help of her dear friend Katherine. Emerald knows she has been cursed and once a year loses her powers. Emerald’s life soon turns upside down when Katherine is murdered and the dreams of a goddess named Morrigan begin. Her lover, Maxwell Howard, a werewolf, is also under the same curse as Emerald after a blood sharing experience.

When Emerald’s dead husband Stefan O’Duff reappears as a cursed immortal after so many years, Emerald swears revenge on the man who long ago abandoned her and cursed her to the fate she now endures. Stefan now offers a possible solution that may end their terrible curse, but it involves an intimacy with the man Emerald has sworn to kill.

La Roe’s is an absorbing, well crafted first novel for Dee Owen’s. Ms. Owen’s takes her reader into the lives, past and current, of her many unique characters who readers will come to care for. La Roe’s, told in first person from Emerald’s point of view that gives the story a more intimate feel, and offers not only a magical story but a lovely romance element as well.

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