Welcome everyone! It's time for a little time travel, a little magic and a lot of romance.. I hope you enjoy the excerpt of Soul Mates below. Be sure to enter for your chance at 1 of 18, yes EIGHTEEN ebook copies that the author is giving away on this tour! Good luck !!
In the beginning of time, one soul splits into two. Lifetime after lifetime, the two souls are reborn and seek to reunite. Like a beacon of light from heaven above, their light shines for each other. Without the other, there is only darkness. A wonderful blessing that can only come from a deeply-bonded love, the sharing of one soul can also be a black curse if something disrupts the moment of their coming together.
Ireland 1323 - Donovan, chieftain of the Clan O'Brien, has unsuccessfully searched his entire adult life, to the detriment of his clan and all those around him, for that elusive possession that will bring his soul peace. He doesn't know what it is, but he will give up everything to find it. One day, he is summoned by the Wizard and told the secret of his obsession—his soul mate. She is no longer living in his time, but there is a way to bring her back to him.
Phoenix 2013 - Shandelle and Ian are embarking on their new life together. She is everything Ian ever wanted but never realized he needed before he met her. Shandelle is a generous soul who lives to make Ian and everyone around her happy. Unfortunately for them both, evil is stalking them. The blood bond duty of a close friend brings betrayal and evil into their lives. How were they to know that the death of a six-year-old girl in the early fourteenth century could have such grave consequences on their lives today?
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Phoenix, Arizona 2013They raised
their champagne flutes and clinked them together. Shandelle couldn't stop
giggling. "I've never had a champagne breakfast before. I'm kind of
digging this." The women’s laughter rang out from the table as the looks
from the other diners went unnoticed.
"I got that idea when I refilled your glass for the fourth time. We
haven't even been served our breakfast yet!"
Maeve looked at
the golden liquid in her flute and raised it again. "Chill out, Taylor.
I've got plenty of aspirin to get us through the day or at least until our
champagne lunch. All our bases are covered."
drink to that!" Shandelle’s words slurred slightly as she raised her glass
in a toast. "Happy Birthday to me!"
hit the table with a dull thud after she joined in the toast. Excitedly
bouncing up and down on her chair, she cried, "I can't wait. I'm giving
you your birthday present right now." She reached into her Volkswagen-sized
purse and pulled out a beautifully-wrapped birthday present.
fair. You said we were going to wait to give her our presents," Maeve
don't really want anyone else besides us to see what I got her." With a
devilish grin, Taylor turned to Maeve and wiggled her eyebrows.
the spirit, Maeve grabbed Shandelle's hand and pleaded, "Hurry! Open it. I
can't wait to see what she got you.” Tossing her head in Taylor’s direction,
she said, “It's got to be really good to rate that expression on her
the gift to Shandelle, who shook it. Then she held it to her ear and listened.
"Oh for God's sake, Shandelle, just open it already!" snapped Taylor.
paper as she tore open the gift, Shandelle set the unwrapped box in front of
her. She gently tipped the end of the box top and peeked inside just in case
there was something naughty in it. She smiled to herself as she wondered just
how mischievous Taylor could be. When she opened the box, confusion crossed her
face. She looked questioningly at Taylor.
Maeve couldn't take it any longer.
"What is it? Show me!" she shouted.
pulled a beautiful tartan kilt from the box. Under the kilt was a collapsible,
bejeweled, toy sword. Immediately, Shandelle's mind rushed to Ian and the first
image she had of him. Her grin stretched from ear to ear. "Oh my God! I
can't believe after all this time, you remembered!" She and Taylor laughed
so hard, tears ran down their cheeks. Maeve sat back, her arms crossed across
her chest, pouting. "I don't get it. Why
don't I get it?"
reached across the table for Maeve's hand. After a moment, Maeve clasped her
hand. "Didn't I ever tell you about the first time I met Ian?"
Hurt, but not
wanting to show it, Maeve replied, "You told me that you met at a
children's school music performance." She continued to hold Shandelle's
hand but shrugged her shoulders so her friends wouldn’t realize how left out
she felt. "But, I don't see what that has to do with a kilt."
to Taylor. "Fill the glasses up! I'm going to tell the story that changed