Sunday, November 30, 2014

It's Beginning to Look a LOT like Promo Time!

Breathless Press


Hello Hello my dear and very patient Sweet Bees


I hate to think of how long it has been since I posted, but things this year have been rather...well...I don't want to dwell, but sometimes life gets in the way of keeping one's pen name terribly active on their blog

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 But I'm back and with a brand new story to promote. On December the 12th, my holiday story The Art of Falling Forever will be out with and about and available from Breathless Press to add a touch of happy to your holidays.

Over the next couple weeks or so I'll be promoting on various sites in the cyber world. I hope you'll stop by and say hello and especially, I hope you'll come here to Ivy B Misbehavin' on December 12th where, if you leave a comment, you'll be entered into a draw for a copy of The Art of Falling Forever.

Now, let me end this long overdue blog post with a little bit of my latest holiday story.



 Blurb


A chaste kiss on the cheek leads to the discovery of a lifetime.


Even though Eilam has always been part of her world, Amy never thought of him as more than a mother's friend. One night, after rehearsal for the town's Christmas Pageant, Eilam reveals that not only is there more to him than Amy had ever imagined, but that together they could be the next chapter in a story that has played out in her family for over 2000 years.

While struggling to cope with the death of her mother and the responsibility of being in charge of the biggest even of the year, Amy must decide whether her future lies with her estranged boyfriend Troy or the enigmatic Eilam.



Excerpt

The doorbell chimed, causing Amy to nearly jump out of her skin. She glanced at the clock. It was almost five, which meant that it could only be Eilam and he was now the last person she wanted to see. Tracy demanding she explain her new attitude, Troy begging her to take him back—either scenario would have been preferable to what waited for her on the other side of her front door.

The bell chimed again, followed by insistent knocking. "Amara, I know you're in there. If you don't open the door I will be forced to break it down which, as I'm sure you've figured out, would blow my cover."

Amy smiled a little. He somehow knew that she'd discovered the truth. She remembered his voice on the phone, his suspicious tone. He must have guessed or known she would soon be on a path of discovery. But how? She touched her cheek. Of course, the kiss.

"Please let me in. There's so much you need to know."

Amy pushed herself to standing, taking the box of secrets with her. She placed it on the table in the living room and then went to the front door. She opened it, slowly and cautiously, blocking Eilam's immediate entry with her body.

"Amara, please don't be afraid."

"Why not? You give me so much to be afraid of, being a shapeshifter, or whatever it is you are, who haunts the women in my family. I think you should go."

"No, I'm not going to go. Not until you've given me a chance to explain myself. I don't mean to be firm with you, but please let me in."

Amy looked at his beaten fedora, his crinkled coat, his bright blue eyes, and his wispy white eyebrows. There was nothing malicious in his demeanor and yet he was changed. He seemed older in a 'seen a lot of time' kind of way, and stronger too. She couldn't help feeling he was now a stranger, but Amy had to trust her mother would not let her be in the presence of a madman.




Thanks for stopping by and I'm looking forward to interacting with all of you over the holiday season!

xoxo

Ivy B