Darkspell by Elizabeth Mueller

This one is very timely. Elizabeth's book release in October 31, coming up quickly, but Elizabeth is doing something fantastic for the lead in. She is an artist, as well as a writer, so she has illustrated—one per chapter, and has been counting down by sharing the illustrations with us.

Here is the announcement of this plan along with an invitation to join Spookfesta—a blogfest on the same day.

And HERE is the link to her illustrations! (definitely worth following) I am in awe of Elizabeth's skill, particularly the emotion she manages to catch.


Here is the 'about' bit (it is paranormal Romance):

Winter Sky believes she is everything ordinary . . . until she is kissed by Alex Stormhold.

As seer of Stormhold Coven, Alex is sworn to be Winter’s protector against the darkness that hunts her.  Violently thrust into a magickal realm she always thought impossible, she stumbles upon a disturbing secret of her own.

Will love prove thicker than magick?

See?  What incredible talent, eh?

And a brief teaser from Elizabeth's website:

Alex reached out and took my hands. A spark of magic passed between us. I didn’t resist and his gaze deepened. Another wave tore through me and I felt his powerful drive to protect me and the desire to share the rest of his life with me. I could see forever, eternity was wide and deep.

I would never be alone again.

Having tasted Alex so strongly, so close, so dear, left me empty; a starving sensation that could only be filled by him. I had no idea he felt so intensely for me. His love washed away all doubt from me.I leaned into Alex as my world spun fast on a crooked axis. I breathed him in. I was intoxicated with his burning hold, I was so alive. Every sound was louder, the wind richer as it flowed through me. I was so free, so alive, so untainted by any wicked thing.

 I closed my eyes, shivering with desire, and imagined the breeze encircling us; bringing us to our feet and drawing us closer like a child’s ribbon.

Just as I opened my eyes, he whispered, “Listen, Winter. Listen to me.”

He brought me to him and gently pressed my face to his heart. It was a wild thing, trapped and yearning to be free. My blood sang and my eyes drifted closed. It felt as if my feet lifted from the ground. One hand was soft in my hair as he caressed my back with the other.

“How have you come by such magic? Such power to control? Can I come into your world? Can you teach me?” I trembled, savoring every sensation.

Good stuff, eh? You want to read, don't you!? If you preorder by October 19, you get free shipping and an autographed version! 

Good Luck, Elizabeth!