Archive for June 22nd, 2009

This comes out July 28th through Samhain Publishing. For more info, you can visit Dana’s website.

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I love this cover! SONGBIRD by Maya comes out in September through Samhain Publishing.


They called her their Songbird, but she was never theirs. Not in the way she wanted.

The Donovan brothers meant everything to Emily, but rejected by Greer and Taggert, she turned to Sean the youngest. He married her for love, and she loved him, but she also loved his older brothers.

Her singing launched her to stardom. She had it all. The voice of an angel, a husband who loved her, and the adoration of millions. Until a tragedy took it all away.

Taggert and Greer grieve for their younger brother, but they’re also grieving the loss of Emmy, their songbird. They take her back to Montana, determined to help her heal and show her once and for all they want her. They’re also on a mission to help her find her voice again. Under the protective shield of their love, she begins to blossom… until an old threat resurfaces.

Now the Donovans face a fight for what they once threw away. Only by winning it—and her love—will their songbird fly again.

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I read book one in this series, BLOOD MAGIC, a few months ago and am thrilled Jennifer has book 2, SOUL MAGIC, coming out November 24th!



When an ancient pact is broken, powerful witches who use their magic to help humanity become the twisted playthings of demons, and witch hunters—mortal men who once protected them—are cursed with longing to spill their blood: an irresistible craving that will cost witches their lives and witch hunters their souls.

The Wing Slayer Hunters fight this curse, guarding innocent witches until the urge to harm them grows too strong. Then the Wing Slayers must kill their own. Wing Slayer Sutton West has always honored that vow. His own father killed himself rather than go rogue. But now Sutton is tempted as never before by Carla Fisk, a brilliant psychologist and dynamic witch whose twin sister, Keri, was murdered by rogues.

Bound by blood and passion, Carla and Sutton dare not succumb to their deadly attraction. Yet when a mysterious rogue named Styx joins forces with the demon Asmodeus, witch and hunter have no choice but to work together. For Keri’s immortal soul is at stake—and with it, balanced on a knife-edge, is the fate of humanity itself.

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Run to Me

Driven by grief and fury, Shea Monroe, an operative for Last Chance Rescue, goes deep undercover, vowing vengeance against the man who killed her husband. Instead, she ends up a captive and the unwilling weapon of a vicious human trafficker. Then she is rescued from her den of terror and shame by her husband’s best friend, Ethan Bishop, a man Shea feels irrevocably drawn to, despite having lost all memory of her life before she was captured.

Ethan saved Shea from a madman and will do anything to keep her safe, but he can’t allow the feelings he once had for her to surface again. While recovering from her ordeal and regaining her lost memory, Shea begins to fall for Ethan. But the treachery and tragedies of the past won’t leave either of them alone. And from Mexico, a monster has sent his foot soldiers to seize Shea—using a weapon beyond anyone’s worst nightmare.


It was a typical summer in Alabama. Scorching heat. Sweltering humidity. The sun so bright and hot I could almost hear my skin sizzle. Thick air coated my lungs with an extra layer of moisture with each breath I took. Everything moved in slow motion. Bees buzzed half-heartedly and even the birds seemed to be pacing themselves.

I lived in a tiny community in the north central part of the state. Doors were rarely locked, everyone knew everyone’s business and the one country store within walking distance held everything we needed.

This particular summer should have been no different than any others. I had nothing to do but laze in the sun, swat at mosquitoes, swim in the river and read.

I was fourteen years old. On the cusp of womanhood when all my emotions blended and merged, battling each other for supremacy. One moment I felt as though I was standing at the top of a cliff and the next as if I had fallen into a deep, dark pit. Yes, early teenage angst had me in its grip. But for one week that summer, my emotions soared toward the heavens and then plunged into the deepest pits over and over again. I cried almost every day that week. I laughed. I rejoiced. I got angry. I lay in the grass, looked up at the deep blue skies and dreamed. I danced with happiness. I had long talks inside my head. And I cried some more.

What could have happened to this young, innocent southern belle, you ask? Had she suffered a minor break down? Was she going through an extreme case of puberty? Did someone steal her bicycle? Did her first crush break her heart?

No to all of the above. It started out so innocently but changed my life forever. It was Tuesday and the bookmobile made its weekly visit to my little corner of the world. As usual, I checked out the maximum amount of books allowed, never realizing how significant one of those transactions would be. That impressionable emotion-filled young girl found THAT BOOK. You know that one book that moves you in such a way that you are forever changed? You see things differently. Feel things you’ve never felt before. And for me, that book was The Rolling Years by Agnes Sligh Turnbull.

Sure I had read books I enjoyed before. Books that entertained, made me think, made me wish, made me dream. But never had I encountered a book that brought out the magnitude of gut wrenching emotions as this book. Never had a story so involved me with a character or a family. I felt everything the heroine Jeannie was feeling. When she fell in love, I did too. When she cried, so did I. How could I identify so strongly with a character that was written in 1930’s? On the surface, we had nothing in common. But deep down, underneath that facade the world sees, we were identical. We felt the same, hurt the same, wanted the same. Jeannie was me. I was Jeannie.

How did this happen? How could I get so caught up in a story that it affected me so strongly? One answer: The author put me into Jeannie’s world and made me feel. What Jeannie felt was communicated so eloquently and effectively, that during that brief time, we were one.

Since then, there have been many other wonderful books in my life, but none that impacted me as deeply as this one. For the first time, I realized how strong the written word could be. Until then, words were words. Entertaining and useful, but not life altering. Turnbull made me realize that when words are used in a certain way, they take on a life of their own. Words with depth, meaning and emotion become powerful tools. Tools that can change lives… as they did mine.

I haven’t read The Rolling Years in decades. I doubt the story would impact me today as it did then. I am no longer that young, innocent girl. My life experiences no longer mirror Jeannie’s. But I’ll never forget that story or those emotions. Though the author is long gone, I will be forever grateful to her for introducing me to the most wondrous adventure my mind has ever known. The power of words.

To this day, I am drawn to books that stir my emotions. If I can feel what the character is feeling, identify with their circumstance, then you have me hooked. Make me care. That’s all I ask, make me care.

My debut novel, Rescue Me, is the emotional story of a woman who goes through an incredible trauma and not only survives but triumphs. I wanted to write about a young girl who makes a severe error in judgment and pays a huge price for that mistake. As I wrote the story, I so identified with the young Devon and the love she had for Jordan. He was her first crush; her first love. And when he broke her heart, she was devastated. Few people go through life never getting their heart broken at least once. Most people can identify with the incredible pain of that experience. But to have your life torn apart so completely as Devon’s was could well destroy a person.

I intended only to write this one emotional story. I am most fortunate that the story developed into a six book series. Devon’s ability to reinvent herself with the help of the ultra secretive Last Chance Rescue and its mysterious founder Noah McCall became an avenue to tell more stories of triumph over tragedy. Though Last Chance Rescue is the back drop for each story, the characters and story lines are different. And they all share another quality: Deep emotion.

What about you? Do you remember your first ‘that book’? The one that made you feel as though you were living the story yourself? If so, what was it?


Rescue MeReturn to MeLeave a comment to enter the drawing for three signed copies of Rescue Me, the one that started it all–and visit Ms Reece’s website for more information on Return to Me and Run to Me, the second and (upcoming) third books in the Last Chance Rescue novels.

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