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She’s not who—or what—she appears to be. Neither is he.

Supermodel Vori would be happy to stay in the human world, blissfully ignoring her true nature. But no. The blood vow she once made requires her to return to the Goblin Court. And since going alone would mean consenting to an arranged marriage, she needs a fake husband. Someone no one would miss if there was an unfortunate…accident. Vori knows the perfect villain for the job.

Witch Perry used to be a hotshot lawyer. But that was before he made all the wrong choices, wound up in league with a demon, and was left to rot in prison. Now, he has a second chance. He can finally earn his redemption. Too bad his last hope is the woman he ghosted two years ago.

It’s not long before Vori and Perry realize they aren’t as different as they thought—and that the line between enemies and lovers can be razor thin. But if they want their happily ever after, they’ll first have to stop a supernatural killer and survive a royal smackdown. Should be easy for a goblin princess and her dashing antihero, right?

If only.

Publication Date: July 5, 2022
Publisher: City Owl Press
PRINT ISBN: 978-1-64898-206-4
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ASIN: B0B2ZDPNP1

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Excerpt: “Goblin.” The word tasted sour on Perry’s tongue. He pressed as far into the leather seats as he could. The material creaked beneath him from the pressure of fighting for one more inch.
They needed to go now. He hadn’t made it this far by standing still as easy prey. He opened his parched mouth to demand the not-a-mobster get them out of there, but more words wouldn’t come. He could out-argue anyone, and this creature had robbed him of speech.
“We n…n…” He swallowed to stop the stammer. “We need to go before it comes back.”
“Ooh, I’d be careful.” Alys used her damned nursery rhyme-reciting voice. “She doesn’t like when you call her an ‘it.’ That’s dehumanizing.”
She? What was the crazy woman talking about? Oh, the goblin.
He had to get out of here. Maybe he could distract it. Or trick it into falling into the canyon that was only inches away from the Hummer’s passenger side. He jerked on the door handle. Locked. He slid his hands, slick with sweat, along the leather, fumbling for the control.
With a shove, he opened the door and almost crashed into Vori.
“Perry.” His supermodel blinked those enormous violet eyes at him. That’s right. Stare at her eyes and not at her naked...
She draped an arm across her breasts, covering her nipples but not much else. Long dark hair that was so straight and shiny she must’ve spent hours in a salon fell over her shoulders. Her cheeks were rosy, flushed as if she’d tumbled out of bed. That image sent all his thoughts careening off course. What had he been doing? Why was his heart racing? Oh yes, terrifying monster outside.
“Get in here.” Grabbing her wrist, he remembered how delicate she was beneath that tough exterior. She was tall but so graceful and thin. He yanked her inside, almost on top of him and slammed the door shut.
Alone, he could’ve risked his safety in running from the beast.
But not with her.
All her creamy skin might bruise or mark so easily. Didn’t goblins steal away beautiful women in the fairy tales? If he’d learned anything from the few years his father had bothered to stick around, it’d been that stories had some truth. Look at the legends of the old hags that had been rooted in the witch Senate. Or the very existence of the creature he’d seen outside.
He glanced out the window. She’d been out there alone, unarmed. Anything could’ve happened to her.
“You could’ve been hurt. Killed.” A need to protect her rushed over him. He could do for her what everyone had failed to do for his sister Lili. He wouldn’t lose Vori. “We have to go. Maybe we can outrun it.” And the guards that had been following them.
“It?” She sounded hurt, as if he’d sliced her with his words.
He’d said something wrong, but what? “The goblin? Did you see it? How did you get past it?”
She slid a hand up his chest, pulling him tighter, not pushing him away.
Relief slammed into him. She’d seen it. She’d escaped it. She’d managed to find them after doing whatever it was she’d jumped out of the car to do, and now she was pressed against him. Naked and stunning and perfect.
She curved her lips into a seductive smile. “I am it.”

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Kestrel's Dance!

Kestrel, the King's Privateer, is preparing to wait out the annual storm season when she receives an unexpected royal order to capture and deliver a rare creature for the king’s menagerie. Before she can weigh anchor, news reaches Kestrel of a long-ago friend in desperate need of help—in the opposite direction of her assigned voyage. In addition, her ship may be haunted by something big, loud, and terrifying.

Before Kestrel can plot a course, she crosses paths with an enigmatic dancer who offers an enticing bargain: sail her home to the Continent, an ocean away, and she'll reveal the mysteries of magic Kestrel has longed all her life to know.

The temptation of answers endangers her crew and might ruin her privateer status. Worse, taking on this passenger could thrust her into the clutches of the ever-watchful Danisoban mages who lie in wait for her to make the perfect mistake.

Every decision is fraught with danger. Each wrong turn may mean her death or the death of her crew. And Captain Kestrel can walk away from none of them.

Kestrel, the pirate who can whistle up the wind, returns in book two of the Mad Kestrel Series. Captain Kes will defy the king, gamble with her friends' lives, and run the risk of capture by evil mages to get her hands on the magical knowledge so long denied to her.

ASIN:‎ B09YC8JSP5
Publisher:‎ Lore Seekers Press (June 24, 2022)
Publication date: ‎June 24, 2022
Language: English
Print length:‎ 319 pages
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Review from Booklist for The Mad Kestrel Series:
Massey debuts with a colorful romp through strange lands and stranger seas. In a world in which magic is a monopoly of the Danisobans, and all children showing signs of power are taken from their parents and raised by that order, young Kestrel had hidden her talent and eventually escaped to sea, where magic is cancelled by water. Now risen to the post of quartermaster of a pirate ship, she loves her life. But to keep it, she must never let anyone know that she can magically control the wind. When her captain is entrapped and arrested, the young quartermaster must gather and command the crew for a rescue. That takes all the strength and wit Kestrel can command—and guarded use of her magic. This Errol Flynn–ish swashbuckler features loads of action and larger-than-life characters, plausibly grounded in the realities of life at sea. A real page-turner, and a successor is in the works.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Misty Massey is the author of Mad Kestrel, a rollicking adventure of magic on the high seas, Kestrel’s Voyages, a collection of short stories featuring those rambunctious pirates, and the upcoming Kestrel’s Dance. She is a co-editor of The Weird Wild West and Lawless Lands: Tales of the Weird Frontier, and was a founding member of Magical Words. Her short fiction has appeared in many anthologies and she’s working on a series of Shadow Council novellas for Falstaff Press featuring the famous gunslinger Doc Holliday. When she’s not writing, Misty studies and performs Middle Eastern dance and will, on occasion, surprise everyone with a batch of home-baked snickerdoodles. She’s a sucker for good sushi, African coffee, SC Gamecock football, and the darkest rum she can find. You can keep up with what Misty’s doing at mistymassey.com, Facebook and Twitter.

Excerpt Three:
The rhythmic creaking of the ship rising and falling over the water was hypnotic. For now, she could forget her worries and just sail, the wheel under her hands and the wind keening through the lines. “Captain!”
The cry startled her from her reverie. Shadd was running toward her as if his life depended on it. “Get down!”
“Are we under attack?” She scanned the water. No ships were in sight, at least not within the range of her naked eye.
He flung himself up the quarterdeck steps, yanking his scarf from around his neck. “Ye’re on fire!” “What?”
“Yer shirt’s on bloody fire!” Shadd nearly knocked her off her feet, patting at her chest with his scarf. Fire? Kestrel pushed Shadd away, and glanced down at her body. Redness was beaming from under her shirt, flickering like an ember. But no heat, no burning. If it wasn’t fire… Slowly she pulled open the neck of her shirt, and drew out McAvery’s amulet. A light was shining from deep inside it, casting scarlet onto Shadd’s surprised face.
“Why’s it doin’ that?” he asked, dropping his scarf and backing away.
“I don’t know,” she said. She lifted the gem up higher. The light inside it danced off the facets, glittering. Kestrel tilted her head. A dark spot moved in the heart of the gem. A flaw, perhaps. But it moved. Of all the jewels she’d ever seen, not a one had moving parts inside it. She brought it closer to her face, staring intently. The spot grew, changed shape. A fuzzy star. No, a person. Arms, legs and head. As she watched, the figure became more distinct; a man, handsome, with a face she knew all too well.

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