BooksChatter: ☀ Night Magic: Moonlight & Jasmine [1]

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

☀ Night Magic: Moonlight & Jasmine [1] - Kathleen Ann Gallagher

Thank you for joining us for the Release Celebrations for Night Magic, a Contemporary Paranormal Romance by Kathleen Ann Gallagher (first published 9 April 2014; this new edition 18 July 2016, Beachwalk Press, Inc., 64 pages).

This is the first book in the Moonlight & Jasmine series, and it is currently on sale for only .99 for a limited time!

PREVIEW: Check out the book's synopsis and excerpt below. Read the first chapter with Amazon Look Inside.

Author Kathleen Ann Gallagher will be awarding a $20 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner via Rafflecopter during the tour. Please do take part: comment on our post and follow the tour where you will be able to read other excerpts (☀), and reviews (✍).

Synopsis | Teaser | About the Author | Giveaway & Tour Stops

Synopsis

Krista Winter is in need of legal counsel. Several years ago she was forced to flee her life as a teacher in New Jersey after being shunned for practicing witchcraft, and her past is about to catch up with her.

Jon Bartolo is a dedicated attorney. His days are spent helping his clients with their struggles, and his nights are spent in agony, lost in a world between life and death. His mother, who died three years ago, lurks in his house, suffering from a curse for eternity, without a final resting place.

A smoldering fire ignites between Jon and Krista almost immediately, however, he’s sure his secret would frighten any woman away. An afternoon escape brings them closer, but doubts linger between the love-struck couple.

Burning questions about how to fuse their futures together with so much of their past still clouding the future becomes a heavy burden that they’re both trying to bear on their own. It will take a touch of magic if there’s any hope in sight.

Teaser: Excerpt

Chapter 1

“Secrets come back to haunt you,” Krista whispered as she turned the knob to her shop. Funny how some things stick in our minds. Her grandmother had warned her to keep personal matters to only those you deeply trust. Her life had been an open book to her ex-fiancé, and she soon learned how shady he was.
      After the prior day’s surprise visit from him her quest for a simple life had shifted. The knot in her stomach tightened as she dropped her keys into her purse. An unwelcome encounter with her ex-fiancé was the last thing she’d expected, and it left her no choice but to contact a lawyer for legal advice. Even if sneaky and underhanded Andy had no supporting arguments, he knew too much about her past, and she didn’t want it to destroy her. I hope the new attorney in town can help me. Tension traveled across her upper back and shoulders. She gave a sigh before stepping inside the building.
      Silk and Dreams was busy on weekends during the summer. Thank goodness for her faithful little town and the tourists. Fear gripped her gut and twisted it. As she flipped the light switch, her mind wandered to the Grand Opening three years ago. With determination to have a productive day, she tried to shake off the image of Andy’s cold eyes and snickering laugh. The reappearance of her former lover had threatened to put a halt to her vision.
      From the beginning, her desire was to entice the clients with the captivating aroma of fragrant products, hoping they’d purchase a basketful. As she ran one hand across a glass display case, her heart fluttered in fear of losing everything. She’d created her skincare line with love and all natural ingredients, earning positive reviews as soon as the shop’s ribbon-cutting ceremony had finished.
      She reached for the full-length lace apron hanging from a hook on the back of her office door, slipped it on, and counted her blessings. If it weren’t for the tourists who loved her products, she’d most likely have gone out of business a long time ago. They’d kept the place afloat, even with the failing economy.
      Floral arrangements, a crystal chandelier, an assortment of vintage items, scented soaps, and the sweet aroma of potpourri helped create a romantic atmosphere. Krista was proud of the décor she’d finished with her supportive and equally creative best friend, Terri. Who needed to spend money on a specialist when she could get ideas off the internet? It took time and patience, but it was well worth it. A sense of triumph swept over her as she inhaled the soothing scent of lavender. Even if it was temporary, her mood had shifted away from the conversation with her ex-fiancé. Gratitude momentarily took the place of anger and fear.
      Before turning the sign on the door around to open for the day, she swept her long hair back with a pink floral headband. She checked the pockets on her apron, since she had a habit of slipping her money inside and forgetting about it. As she ran her hands around her hips, she made a mental note to lay off dessert for a while. Curves were a good thing, but she tried to keep from going up and down like a yo-yo. A closet filled with summer clothes, all size eight, needed to fit. She’d purchased a whole new wardrobe since it had been years since she’d treated herself. A recent shopping spree in a top retail shop in North Conway, on their anniversary sale, had taken her budget to the limit, so she had no choice but to refrain from indulgences. She faced a full-lenght mirror on the back of her office door, sucked her stomach in, and held both hands on her hips. There's hope.
      [...]

Night Magic
Only .99 for a limited time!

About the Author

Kathleen writes contemporary and paranormal romance in her home in New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and their two fur babies, Luc and Chaz.

She spent years working as a registered nurse in an emergency room. She is also active in Community Theater. She has three children and three lovable grandsons.

Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey.

You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat and sipping on an iced tea as she plots her next romance novel.

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