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Authors: Shari Anton

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“Oh, I believe this is one time she will cooperate.”

The comment elicited laughter from both men he could now call brother. He’d married Nicole and gained a family, a blessing he hadn’t foreseen.

He handed his harp over to the tall, lank, gray-haired Rhys, Camelen’s bard, whom Nicole had mentioned a time or two.

Rhys plucked a string and smiled at the harp’s voice. “Do you mind if I play?”

“Not at all.”

His hands now free, Rhodri strode over to the women and placed his hands on Nicole’s shoulders. “My ladies, if you would be so gracious, I should like to borrow Nicole for a moment.”

Nicole turned around to gaze up at him. “Why for?”

“We now have witnesses.”

She glanced around at the crowd, her family, and at Father Paul awaiting them at the top of the church’s stairs.

Beaming, Nicole placed her hand in his. “You can write the song of our journey now. This is a fitting ending to our adventure, do you not think?”

“Ah, but a new adventure begins. I love you, Nicole de Leon. I should have told you long before today. I wish—”

She put a fingertip to his lips. “Better today than never, and I think today simply perfect. I love you, too, Rhodri ap Dafydd. What say we declare that love before all and sundry?”

Without a qualm, Rhodri cooperated.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

S
HARI
A
NTON
’s secretarial career ended when she took a creative writing class and found she possessed some talent for writing fiction. The author of several highly acclaimed historical novels, she now works in her home office, where she can take unlimited coffee breaks. Shari and her husband live in southeastern Wisconsin, where they have two grown children and do their best to spoil their two adorable little grandsons. You can write to her at P.O. Box 510611, New Berlin, WI 53151-0611, or visit her Web site at
www.sharianton.com.

THE DISH

Where authors give you the inside scoop!

From the desk of Larissa Ione

Dear Reader,

Growing up, I wanted to be both an author and a doctor. Too bad I suffered from an unfortunate tendency to pass out at the sight of blood. For some reason, doctors fainting in emergency situations is frowned upon. Go figure.

So I concentrated on my first love, writing, but I never got over my fascination with emergency medicine. A few years ago, I swallowed my squeamishness and earned an Emergency Medical Technician certification in order to help me accurately portray the medical heroes and heroines I love so much.

Something else I love is the paranormal, so when I decided to follow my heart and write dark supernatural tales, I still couldn’t let go of those hot doctors and paramedics. I wanted them to play a large role in my paranormal novels, but how? How could I combine medicine and the paranormal?

The answer came to me while watching an episode of
Angel
, when my favorite broody vamp got hurt. My poor baby! He needed medical attention, stat. But really, where could demons, vampires, and werewolves go for help?

To a demon ER, of course!

PLEASURE UNBOUND (on sale now), the first in a series of novels set in and around an underworld hospital, is the result of both my interests and my addiction to TV shows such as
ER, Grey’s Anatomy,
and
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
(and okay, maybe my fangirl crushes on George Clooney, Patrick Dempsey, James Marsters, and Joss Whedon).

In PLEASURE UNBOUND, you’ll meet Tayla, a tough, street-savvy demon slayer who lands in a demon hospital under the care of a sexy incubus surgeon named Eidolon. When a sinister plot forces them to work together in order to learn the truth behind a rash of killings that threatens both demons and slayers, Tayla and Eidolon find that the biggest danger of all is to their hearts.

I hope your visit to Underworld General proves to be the most pleasant trip to a hospital you’ve ever experienced. Happy reading!

Sincerely,

www.LarissaIone.com

From the desk of Wendy Markham

Dear Reader,

When I wrote THE NINE MONTH PLAN five years ago, I never dreamed the book would kick off a series. Then I began hearing from readers who could relate to the loud, loving, laughing Chickalini family and wanted to know whether Nina’s siblings would find their own happy endings.

In my latest novel, THAT’S AMORE (on sale now), Ralphie—now a newly orphaned adult in the wake of his father’s passing—must come to terms with a broken engagement, the upcoming sale of the only home he’s ever known, and an unwanted attraction to a woman who’s all wrong for him. What he doesn’t know is that Daria Marshall’s presence in his life may not be entirely accidental. Daria can see dead people—including a sad-eyed spirit who seems to have led her right to the Chickalini doorstep.

Writing this latest installment was like coming home . . . and not just because I’m so familiar with these characters and their cozy, more-shabby-than-chic Queens rowhouse. The thing is, now that I’m a married mom living in the New York City suburbs, I frequently find myself nostalgic for my own small-town youth almost five hundred miles away—and for the loving extended family that is never far from my thoughts.

Simply put, writing about the Chickalini family brings me back home again.

Raised in the heart of western New York’s snow-belt, I had parents who were married at twenty-one, had me at twenty-two, and strolled hand in hand through four-plus decades of marriage. Our sprawling Italian/Sicilian family—dozens of aunts, uncles, and cousins, plus all four grandparents—lived within a few treelined blocks of our Queen Anne Victorian. Family and friends dropped in at all hours and were greeted with coffee and cookies or wine and cheese. We celebrated milestones at Holy Trinity Roman Catholic Church and holidays around noisy, crowded dining room tables laden with food.

There were times when all that togetherness got on my nerves, as it does on Ralphie’s. But like Ralphie, Nina, and their siblings, I learned the hard way about the importance of family, and tradition, and holding on—and letting go.

My beautiful young mom was tragically taken from us, much too soon, a few years back. Gone, too, are two of my grandpas, a grandma, cousins, and countless old friends. But they all live on in my heart, and every now and then, they are captured in a fictional glimmer right here, in the pages of the Chickalini family books.

Cent’anni!

www.wendymarkham.com

From the desk of Shari Anton

Dear Reader,

There’s a moment during the writing of a book when an author knows she’s telling the story she’s supposed to tell. For some authors, this sublime moment of serendipity occurs in the initial stages of plotting. For me, these pleasant, priceless discoveries tend to happen when I’m writing the first draft of my books.

Each time that moment happens, I’m relieved at my good fortune and thankful for a cooperative muse who always seems to know I’m headed in the right direction even when I’m doubtful.

Such a moment happened while I wrote MAGIC IN HIS KISS (on sale now). I knew all along that Rhodri ap Dafydd, the hero of my story, was a talented Welsh bard. But I didn’t realize the importance and significance of his music until I wrote the scene where Rhodri is composing a new song on his harp. I knew then what course his life was meant to take, and why he was the perfect hero for Nicole de Leon.

Of course, at that point in the story, Rhodri doesn’t realize how important his music will be to Nicole’s life work, and Nicole has no idea that because of the magic in his music Rhodri is destined to be her life’s partner. At that point in the story, they aren’t even sure they like each other! But, of course, they are bound together by the music, by destiny, and by love.

It’s always fun to watch a story unfold. An author sometimes blindly follows the lives of the characters to discover where they’re going and why, just as a reader keeps turning the pages of a good story to learn what happens next. The experience for both of us can be (dare I say it) magical!

Enjoy!

www.sharianton.com

Dear Reader,

While writing the Magic trilogy, I learned a lot about psychic powers and had a great time imagining how, if one had such powers, they would affect a person’s everyday life.

I can’t say that I, personally, would like to have the power to recall King Arthur from the dead like Gwendolyn in MIDNIGHT MAGIC, to look into water and see visions like Emma in TWILIGHT MAGIC, or be able to hear the dead like Nicole in MAGIC IN HIS KISS. However, I’m glad these three sisters didn’t mind my inflicting them with those powers so I could vicariously explore the possibilities!

I hope you enjoyed their stories and my brief dip into the world of the paranormal.

Happy Reading,

A
LSO BY
S
HARI
A
NTON

Twilight Magic

Midnight Magic

At Her Service

Once a Bride

The Ideal Husband

PRAISE FOR SHARI ANTON AND HER NOVELS

TWILIGHT MAGIC

“Anton adds a generous measure of danger and intrigue—along with a sprinkling of magic—to the second in her de Leon sisters trilogy with her latest expertly crafted, utterly beguiling medieval romance.”


Booklist

“4 Stars! Anton’s always colorful history and romantic atmosphere entrance us all.”


Romantic Times BOOKreviews Magazine

“Once you open up the pages of this book, you won’t be able to close them.
Twilight Magic
is captivating, compelling, and sensual.”

—RomanceReaderAtHeart.com

“Enchanting… a skillfully woven romance that does Ms. Anton’s talent justice… Historical romance aficionados will enjoy this book tremendously!”

—RoundtableReviews.com

“Ms. Anton combines just the right elements—an irresistible hero, feisty heroine, passion, and intrigue.”

—RomRevToday.com

“Grabbed my interest from the beginning… Shari Anton has a knack for reeling readers in with characters who come to life through her pages and transport you into the historical world. I eagerly await her next story.”

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