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Storm Watch: Book Three in the Unfinished Business Series

Storm Watch: Book Three in the Unfinished Business Series
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Sunday, March 3, 2019

Love Is In The Air Booklover Contest



Hello My Awesome Readers and Friends! 

The Night Owl Romance Love Is In The Air reader event is here!

Ready to Win? I’ve teamed up with Night Owl Romance and other authors to bring you the chance to win a Kindle, Amazon cards and eBooks.

During this event I'm going to help you find some great new books. Make sure to check out my novel  Breakwater Beach along the way.

The grand prize is a Kindle Fire and eBook Bundle.

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I wish you much luck in winning.

Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Author April Grey On The Krampusnacht Blog Hop

Welcoming April Grey!

“Todd Nathaniel’s Last Case,” a part of the Hell’s Heart anthology, was published earlier this year. It was originally published in Ephemera by Elektrik Milk Bath Press in 2011.

I wrote “Todd Nathaniel’s Last Case” many years ago because I am keenly aware that characters do come to life in an author’s mind. One time I was shocked to be sitting on the subway with the embodiment of Pascal Guzman from Chasing The Trickster. It wouldn’t surprise me if some authors when under great stress (or just random upset) don’t give in to the impulse to call upon one of their characters much as they would ask for a patron saint’s

April Grey's short stories are collected in The Fairy Cake Bakeshop and in I'll Love You Forever. She is also the author of two urban fantasy novels: Chasing the Trickster and its sequel, St. Nick's Favor.
She edited the anthologies: Hell's Bells: Wicked Tunes, Mad Musicians and Cursed Instruments; Hell's Garden: Mad, Bad and Ghostly Gardeners, Hell's Grannies: Kickass Tales of the Crone; Hell's Kitties and Other Beastly Beasts and most recently Hell’s Heart: Twisted Tales of Love Run Amok.

She and her family live in Hell's Kitchen, NYC in a building next to a bedeviled garden. Gremlins, sprites or pixies, something mischievous, lurks therein. Someday she'll find out. Please visit www.aprilgrey.blogspot for her latest news.

Don't stop now! Hop on over to the other participant's blogs.

Sunday, November 18, 2018

Winter Wonderland Giveaway November 15-December 13

It's only November, but it certainly came in with a bang here in NYC. We were taken by surprise with a snowy nor'easter that stranded many of us on roads, and kids in school buses. Sure was pretty though.
But now it's time for a Winter Wonderland Celebration and Giveaway.
Free, and easy to register to win great prizes!

Ready to Win?
I’ve teamed up with Night Owl Romance and other authors to bring you the chance to win a Kindle, Amazon cards, cards, cards and eBooks.
During this event I'm going to help you find some great new books. Make sure to check my novel Storm Watch along the way.
The grand prize is a Kindle Fire HD 8 w/Alexa.
Enter the giveaway at:
Good luck!

Friday, July 20, 2018

Welcoming Andrew Richardson and The Faerie Handmaiden of Annwyn

I've been involved with this wonderful tale since the first draft and am delighted to see that it's been published. It blends Andrew Richardson's mastery of Celtic legend and lore and romantic suspense, with a touch of magic (of course). It's right up there with his The Footholder's Tale as one of my favorites.

The blurb says it best:

Andrew Richardson, author of The King’s Footholder and The Door into War, brings to life the classic legends of the Tylwyth Teg and King Maelgyn, weaving the mystical beliefs of the period with the timeless myths.

Andrew, how about some background?

'The Faerie Handmaiden of Annwyn', or as I affectionally call it, 'Penni's Story' after the main character, is a retelling of a classic Welsh story about a man called Pelling who marries a fairy called Penelope, and the trials their love goes through.  Like a lot of Welsh legends it is subtle and gentle, in contrast to the more violent and heroic English or Viking stories.

You know I appreciate subtle and gentle, LOL.

I have a long, long fascination with King Maelgwn, who ruled north Wales in the first half of the sixth century, and who had a fearsome reputation as a tyrant.  There are lots of legends about this colourful character, and it's been a brilliant opportunity to combine the two elements without, I hope, conflicting either.

Have you visited the sites where this story is set? 

During one of many family holidays to north Wales a few years ago, we visited the meadow in the Nant y Betws valley where the legend had Penni and her fellow-fairies dancing.  The meadow, sadly for romantics like myself, is now a sewage works and caravan park, but beyond them the valley is as pretty as any in north Wales, and the day renewed my interest in the story. 

The original doesn't have enough flesh for a full novel, but I hoped including a Maelgwn element would not only lengthen it but add interest instead of padding.  The ‘Faerie Wife’ story is also undated – as far as I know – and is easily placeable in Maelgwn’s time.  In fact, the story fits comfortably in the mid-sixth century, with its mix of Christianity and Paganism and the superstitious beliefs of the period.  One of the great figures of north Wales at the time was Saint Padarn ‘Redcloak’ who was an enemy of Maelgwn, and who (according to legend) bested the pagan king with God’s help.  I couldn’t resist giving this conflict a major role, and adding Penni and Pelling to the mix.

In all, this was a fun novel to write, with its mix of history, legend and colourful characters.  Indeed, by the end it was more or less writing itself!


Banished for breaking the law, Penni is forced to take refuge with Pelling, a mortal, and his family.  Penni and Pelling find love and marry, despite his brother’s hatred of the fairy folk. Subjected to prejudice and cruelty, they are trapped in the bitter struggle between Christianity and the Old Ways of paganism.
Can their love surmount the differences in cultures and religion? Can their marriage survive their separation?

Hounds called, hooves beat the earth, riders screamed war cries, the sounds pulsed through the night to reach Penni’s ears as the Wild Hunt approached Annwyn, the Otherworld. Torches flickered, beacons in the dark sky, and tinted the meadows yellow and orange.
“They sound like a kingdom’s war band.” The handmaiden chewed a lip as she watched and listened. “I’d love to ride with the Wild Hunt, Princess.”
Princess Creiddylad’s white brows rose above sparkling blue eyes. “You’re only a handmaiden. You’ve never even been on a horse.”
Down the grassy slope, the moon cast a white and inviting veil over the Nant y Betws valley. Penni shivered as the chill bit her skin to tingle her flesh. “Just think, riding a horse at speed down the valley in the dark, between the mountains, on the hunt for wrongdoing mortals, and scaring everyone we pass.” She brushed a stray blonde strand aside as she watched.
“Mortals even say the Hunt brings with it war or plague when all it does is enslave wrongdoers to make their realm a better place.” The princess tilted her head. “Mortals must be truly stupid to fear us.”
Penni almost felt the riders’ adrenaline as she ached to take one pace forward into the forbidden mortal realm. For perhaps the thousandth time, she imagined the cold enveloping her, looking up at the stars, or feeling grass tickle her soles. “For my twenty summers, I’ve always ached to go into the mortal realm. Just once, to see what it’s like. Please.”
Creiddylad leaned back against a slate slab the ancients used to prop the lintel. She twizzled a strand of albino-white hair and shook her head.
“I want to see stars above me instead of Annwyn’s cavern,” Penni said. “I want to feel the wind chill me. The air in Annwyn’s cavern is always still and warm.”
“No. My brother forbids it. Mortals are big and strong. They might capture you.”
“But the mortal realm is beautiful, and I can’t see any mortals.”
Creiddylad shook her head again.
The moon and the firebrands lit the Wild Hunt turning from the road to follow the river’s shallows around an outcrop. The horses’ galloping more than a sound carried in the frosty air as the very earth shook beneath their hooves. “One rider,” Penni said, starting the friends’ nightly ritual.
“Two,” the princess said.
“Five,” Penni said, trying not to lose count.
Creiddylad pointed. “That was Edern.” The hand she put to her mouth barely hid a giggle.
Despite the chill, Penni’s cheeks warmed.
“You’ve stopped counting,” Creiddylad said.
“Your brother works his way through your handmaidens.” Penni’s fists balled. “I will not be just another conquest.”
Creiddylad frowned. “We’ve lost count now, thanks to you and Edern.”
“They’re all back,” Penni said. “They wouldn’t be whooping and cheering if anyone were lost.”
“I suppose not.” The princess’s cheeks puffed with relief. “Come. I must welcome the riders back.”
Penni gave the mortal realm a last, lingering glance before lifting her hem above the ground with thumb and forefinger and retreating into Annwyn a few respectful paces behind the princess. As they stepped through the narrow passage of coarse, uneven bricks built many generations ago when Tylwyth Teg retreated from the mortal realm, she ducked to the left to avoid the rock jutting from the roof, remembering when she lost concentration four or five summers ago. She paused to pat the stone. Her fingertips went to where the bruise had risen. “Not this time,” she told the rock.
Annwyn’s torches flickered a welcome while the Tylwyth Teg’s cheers lightened the atmosphere in the massive cavern. Slaves carried jugs of mead on trays made from tree slices, women ran to returning warriors, and children petted the dogs or offered horses handsful of food.
Dormath bounded towards Penni with his tongue hanging. She knelt to welcome the wolfhound, ruffling his deep red fur, and giggling when his tongue slapped her cheek.
Hugging Dormath’s neck, she regarded the Wild Hunt; armed men sweated in the open area beyond Annwyn’s huts, horses snorted and steamed, dogs barked and leapt up at their masters.
King Gwyn pushed his reins into a slave’s hands and eased his muscular frame from his chestnut steed while the youth struggled to bow and control the horse at the same time. Gwyn ignored the boy to exchange backslaps and a deep laugh with a warrior. He grabbed a jug and drained it in a single gulp.
Someone played a reed flute. Another musician beat a pigskin drum. The bard nestled a harp into the crook of his arm and played. His honey-sweet voice started the ballad, and before the first line ended, the song arose among the Tylwyth Teg.
Penni joined in the song to King Gwyn and his Great Hunt, telling of their bravery in entering the mortal realm. She released Dormath and found herself clapping to the beat, with her feet tapping the ground and the words rising in her throat.
“Wild Hunt, led by the king,
Travels with the speed of a raven’s wing
Through Gwynedd’s valleys both dark and light
Seeking souls thru’out the night.”

Andrew Richardson lives in Wiltshire, England, with his wife, a rescue cat, and a son who occasionally pops home from university. He is within easy reach of Stonehenge and other historical places whose regal solitude provides a clear mind for working out plot difficulties and story ideas. Most of his work falls squarely into the 'horror' or ‘historical fantasy’ genres. 
Andrew has never taken to laptops so adopts the old and quaint approach of typing with a desktop, which at least has a screen big enough to avoid the need to squint.

He has a background in archaeology and has worked on sites in England, Scotland and Wales. It's not really a surprise that much of his work reflects this interest and experience. When he's not writing or working Andrew follows Aldershot Town Football Club and takes long walks over rugged countryside.

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Thursday, June 14, 2018

Join the Summer Fun Night Owl Romance Summer Fun Scavenger Hunt

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Sunday, June 10, 2018

Need Beach Reads? The Novel Fun in The Summer Sun Tour Continues

I'm headed to the Cape for my annual book tour. Hope to see some of you on the Brewster and Orleans beaches. Look for the car with the magnets and my big red beach umbrella and say hi. I am also at beach yoga whenever possible.
Can't make it to the Cape?
Need Beach Reads?

There are special deals available on Amazon (while supplies last)
The Widow's Walk: Book Two 
Storm Watch: Book Three

  Do Good, Feel Good

Stop by the Brewster Chamber of Commerce (where you buy your beach tickets) to pick up a beach pail to help collect asphalt and other trash from the beaches. If you want to weigh it or snap a picture, and post here on or on Facebook or Twitter, I'll send you a certificate of appreciation.

Book Sale and Signing
Yellow Umbrella Books in Chatham 
Monday July 20  11am -1pm
Free Gifts and Special Deals on the Unfinished Business Series Novels

Signed copies of Kayaking with Kids and Breakwater Beach, The Widow's Walk and Storm Watch are available at:
The Brewster Bookstore
Booksmith/MusicSmith (Orleans)
The Cape Cod Museum of Natural History (Kayaking with Kids only)
The Brewster Chamber of Commerce (Kayaking with Kids only-all proceeds go to the Brewster Conservation Trust)
The Brewster Historical Society (Breakwater Beach and The Widow's Walk-all proceeds go to restoration efforts on the Elijah Cobb House)
Yellow Umbrella Books (Chatham)

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Beat the Midwinter Blues, It's Party Time

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Storm Watch Day is 3/10!
Chance to win the full Unfinished Business Series (ebooks)
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In Person Appearances

Hogwart's Costume Party, Panels, Broad Universe Reading

Friday March 9

Hogwarts Welcome Costume Party

Saturday March 10

Joining a Writer's Group: 10am - 11:15am

Sunday March 11

Broad Universe: Rapid Fire Reading: 11am - 12:15pm

I will have autographed copies of all my books available.