My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Source: Received electronic copy for review
Book Description: Everything happens in Bandit Creek when witches, warlocks and canine familiars slip through the portal from the magical world called THE OTHERLAND.
When murder strikes in Bandit Creek, and the victims aren’t who they seemed, powerful guardian warlock, Marcus Egan, is sent from The Otherland to investigate. What he doesn’t expect to find is Avalon Gwynn, the grieving daughter of the victims, who has no idea she’s an extraordinary, hereditary witch. And Avy’s pent up magical abilities have just been set free in the mortal world.
Can Marcus catch a killer while making sure Avy doesn’t bring Crow Mountain crashing down on the town—destroying Bandit Creek for the second time?
This is a sweet paranormal novella of approximately 50,000 words written for an adult audience but also suitable for young adult readers.
My thoughts: Avy returns home to Bandit Creek due to the murder of her parents. The crime scene is peculiar, it looks as if there were a fire or an explosion. Her childhood home is in shambles.She is introduced to a world that mortals are unaware of. The Otherland is the realm of witches and wizards- with their own governing system. Her parents were once a part of that community, but failed to tell their daughter anything of their former lives.
Marcus, the substitute vet, is in Bandit Creek to investigate the murders of members of the magical community. He is a guardian and is charged to find missing talisman's. He didn't plan on finding the daughter of the victims.
There are magical and romantic sparks. The romance is clean and it is a quick and fun book to read. While this book is part of a series, it can be read without reading previous books in the series.
My only caution would be some mild swearing,
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Everything happens in Bandit Creek when WITCHES,
WARLOCKS, and CANINE FAMILIARS slip the portal from THE OTHERLAND
(Excerpt from Chapter 2)
Marcus debated if he should fade into the
background. In his line of work, his talent for making even another witch’s eye
look past him without registering his presence was useful.
He felt another power surge. “What the—
The woman wasn't the magic source. Fierce, dark eyes
locked on him, not in a friendly, or mortal, way. And the beast already knew
Marcus was there. What the hell is a familiar doing here? Familiars couldn’t be
summoned. They appeared only when gifted by a more powerful spirit in times of
great danger. There hadn’t been such a creature around The Otherland for
centuries. So who sent this one to the mortal world, he wondered. And why?
Pushing away from the wall, Marcus wandered over to
the reception desk. By habit, he moved with quiet steps, yet the young woman
seemed to sense his approach and turned in his direction. She pulled the cap
from her head, pushed loose wisps of hair from her forehead, and looked up at
him.
His breath stopped in his throat and his mouth
watered. The little nymph was more than the usual pretty combination of golden
blond hair and flawless fair skin. Her electric blue eyes, even smudged with
fatigue, jolted his gut in a way he hadn’t felt since his teens, when his
magical energy was working overtime along with his hormones.
He smiled and managed to keep his stance casual as
he kept one eye on the familiar and one on the woman. She seemed startled for a
second but then returned his smile with a brilliant one of her own. The
familiar didn’t. He bared his teeth and growled.
“I mean you no harm.” He didn’t want the familiar to
blow his cover so he stood completely still as he spoke to it directly.
To the woman he said, “Is he always afraid of
strangers?”
The familiar rumbled again as if insulted.
“Only you as far as I know,” she replied. Her voice,
a rich alto, wrapped around him like a siren’s song. “He was fine with me, and the
sheriff, yesterday.”
He blinked trying to regain some control of his
brain. “What’s his name?” He eased his hand, very slowly, towards the familiar
murmuring reassurances that only the magical beast would understand.
“I don’t know really. I found him last night with no
collar.” She shrugged and a light flush colored her cheeks. “I’ve been calling
him Busby. You know, after the big furry hats the guards at Buckingham Palace
wear. When I first saw him on my porch, that’s what he reminded me of.”
That answers one question, Marcus thought. He’s here
to protect this woman. But does she know that? With his hand dangerously close
to the familiar’s mouth, he let the beast scent the strength of his power.
Warlocks were a level above most magical creatures, having been bred for
generations as warriors. Of course, that didn’t mean the familiar wasn’t as
strong, or even stronger. No one knew how familiars travelled from witch to
witch and many assumed they were from the spirit realm.
Finally, the creature eased back on his haunches.
“Busby’s giving me a reprieve.” He very slowly
withdrew his hand. To the familiar he said, “Giving me a chance, aren’t you,
Busby. But you let me know who’s got the teeth when it comes to this woman.” He
stepped back.
Meet the Author
Brenda M. Collins has wanted
to write romance since she was twelve years old. At the age of twenty, she
spoke to an editor in Toronto, Canada, who expressed an interest in her story;
however, she soon realized it takes more than an idea to be an author. She
joined a number of writing groups to learn about ‘the craft’ and completed two
mystery manuscripts. To help her fellow writers develop strong business skills,
Brenda has published articles, and delivered workshops to hundreds of writers,
on career planning, professional networking and presentation skills. Her most
recent article, entitled How to Improve your Presentations, is in the 2013
Writer’s Market (Brewer, R.L., ed. F&W Media Inc. p. 153).
Brenda’s debut
novel, WITCH IN THE WIND,
starts with a
murder, but comes to life with witches, warlocks, a canine familiar and a
magical dimension called The Otherland. For upcoming titles in The Otherland
Chronicles, and other stories, keep an eye on Brenda’s website www.brendamcollins.com
and follow her on Twitter.
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