Bewitching Desires: A Savannah Coven Anthology
By
Rebekah R. Ganiere, Tami Lund, Niki Daninger, Jennifer Ray,
Danielle Donaldson, Sheri Williams, Michele Mohr, Maria Arell, A. E. Snow, Andra
Shine, Sonja Fröjdendal, and Kay Blake
Blurb: Twelve Paranormal Stories of Love, Hate, and Desire.
Bewitching Desires, The Savannah Coven Anthology, is packed full of Witches,
Warlocks, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even a Reaper. All based around the great
holiday of Samhain – or, as mere humans call it, Halloween. The witches of the
Savannah coven are all preparing themselves for their favorite holiday, but on
the night when humans and spirits collide, nothing ever goes as planned. Journey with an angel across the country, with a reaper chasing a soul hiding in someone else’s body, to a haunted hotel, with a reluctant supreme witch who’d rather give her powers to someone else, not to mention eight other wild and intriguing encounters.
Twelve interwoven tales from bestselling and up and coming authors will have you wishing Samhain came more than once a year…
Kissed by the Reaper
Rebekah R. Ganiere
Some loves are worth a battle with
both heaven and hell to keep.
Blurb: Rose committed an unpardonable sin right before she died. As
penance, she has been reaping souls for Lucifer for over twenty years. On
Halloween night she finds herself in Podunk nowhere ushering souls back to hell
when she runs into the mysteriously handsome Gabriel who's not at all what he
seems. After chasing him into a cornfield and battling an angel to get
Gabriel's soul, she leaves with more questions than answers.
Gabriel is
an angel hiding out as a jumper. A soul that jumps from body to body to stay
hidden on Earth. But when he finds himself mortally wounded there is only one
person he can turn to for protection. The feisty and beautiful reaper who tried
to kill him the year before.
With Gabriel
recuperating in her bed, Rose is summoned by her boss to hell where he makes
her a proposal. Find the jumper Gabriel and deliver his soul, and she will be
set free. Fail and become Lucifer's bride forever. It should be an easy choice.
Problem is, Gabriel is the first person Rose has been able to touch without
scaring to death in the last twenty years. And just his presence has begun to
bring back hidden memories from her human life. In the end Rose will have to
make the ultimate decision. Choosing Gabriel or choosing herself.
Rebekah R. Ganiere
Bio:
Rebekah is
an Award Winning Bestselling Author. Her debut novel Dead Awakenings,
hit the bestseller list the first day, in January 2014. Her Fairelle Series
released in May 2014 and has won several awards including the Golden Palm and
is currently up for the Rone Award. Her trilogy The Society was released
by Kensington in 2014 and her new series Shifter Rising is releasing in 2016
from Samhain Press.
Rebekah is
currently working on six series in the Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Urban
Fantasy, Sci-fi genres. She has three more books slated to release this year
and another five for next year.
Rebekah is
the VP of Communications of the Romance Writers of America Los Angeles Chapter
as well as the Newsletter Editor of the Fantasy, Futuristic, & Paranormal
Chapter. In her spare time when she isn't writing you can find her moderating
and teaching on SavvyAuthors.com or at RWA. Rebekah also cosplays with her kids
and is a guest speaker and panelist at San Diego Comic Con and several other
Comic Cons on the west coast as well as LTUE, Romantic Times Convention, and
Authors After Dark.
Rebekah R. Ganiere -
Books with a Bite
Bestselling - Award Winning Author
of:
Dead Awakenings
Fairelle Series - from Fallen Angel
Press
The Society Series - from
Kensington
The Shifter Rising Series - from
Samhain
The Otherworlder Series - from
Fallen Angel Press
Now Available on
Kissed by the Reaper Short Excerpt:
"Did you know there's a black guy slumped on the floor
in the last aisle?" said one.
"What?" Alarm bells went off in her head.
"Crap." The guy from the back door. She'd completely forgotten about
him.
Rose rushed to the side of the counter, threw the separator
up and raced down the last aisle. The bell tinkled for the front door, but she
kept moving.
She found him splayed on the floor, face down.
"Dammit." She knelt by his side and rolled him over. "Hey. Hey,
wake up." She patted his cheek.
His eyes fluttered open and went from hazel to golden and
then back again. "Rose."
Her heart pounded. A Jumper. "Elijah?"
He nodded. No wonder he knew her name.
She threw his arm over her shoulder and helped him into a
seated position.
"How did you find me?" She glanced around while
trying to get Elijah to his feet. A Jumper, especially a hurt one wasn't the
norm for her. As a Reaper it was her job to play bounty hunter and send Jumpers
to hell. They didn't usually come asking for help. Someone was on his tail.
"I've known all year." Blood dribbled down his
chin.
She laced her fingers between his, got him up, and leaned him
on the shelf. She needed to move him out of sight and get everyone out of the
store. No! She needed to get his butt
out of her store. She still bore the scar from her last visit to Lucifer's pad
a year prior when she'd let him slip through her fingers.
"Did you take the angelbreath?" she asked.
He nodded. "The whole container."
"You gotta leave. Now. At sundown I'll have to reap
you."
He gaze connected with hers. "I've missed you."
Her gut tightened and the feeling that she knew him from
somewhere rushed through her again. All year she'd tried to forget him, but it
was hard to forget an angel Jumper. Especially one who looked at her the way he
did.
"Ah, damn. Come on." She half dragged, half carried
him toward the front of the store. It was slow and he stumbled several times
but they finally made it to the curtain separating the store from the back
rooms. She glanced toward the front counter. The goths were gone. So was the
merchandise. Stupid girls. They'd pay for stealing from her.
She used her hip to nudge the curtain aside and helped him
through the box maze over to a large red chaise lounge. She threw him down on
it. He grunted and tried to pull himself into a sitting position.
"What the hell happened to you?" She looked around
and located a box of tissues. Pulling out several, she dabbed his mouth, wiping
away the blood.
"Reapers."
She stopped dabbing. "Reapers plural?"
"Three."
"Reapers don't work together."
He gave her a winning smile. "I'm a special case."
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