Books: Patty Taylor!

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I wish to thank both Misty and Vicky for giving me this wonderful opportunity to share my debut release of Mortal Magick, a paranormal/fantasy time travel romance set in 18th century mystical Isle of Skye.

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When an immortal Highlander falls in love with a human witch, “Mortal Magick” soon casts a spell of its own.

Doomed for eternity to wander nights as half man and half creature, rugged Highlander, Duncan McCord, discovers his curse is the least of his problems when he sets out for a cure and rescues the beauty determined to help tame his beast.

When a reluctant witch, Keara, gets whisked back to 18th century mystical Isle of Skye to learn lessons in magic, she faces the true test of love when she meets the man beyond her wildest dreams burdened with dark secrets from his past. 

Forced together to journey through an enchanted country filled with mythical creatures and magical lore, will they survive in a world where evil sorcery reigns, or will a shocking twist of fate tear them centuries apart?

 

Two wee excerpts:

“Duncan McCord wanted a woman. His entire body and soul hungered for a special lass’ touch. The one destined for his love, whom he would call kindred spirit. His stomach tightened, a pain ripping through him like the slice of a broadsword. This canna happen. Not now, not ever. Reality hastily slapped him back to his senses. He vowed never to be foolish enough to let himself fall into another vixen’s treacherous traps.

Dark, threatening clouds rolled over Scotland’s glorious mountain peaks in the distance. The muscles in his legs rippled, gripping both sides of his mount. His stallion, Goliath, snorted and stopped short in his tracks. His enormous hooves stomped the hard ground.”

and one more. . .

“Duncan lunged from the damp forest floor. His splayed hooves clip-clopped on top of a boulder. His nostrils flared from the irresistible lingering lavender scent. He cocked his head to the side, his keen hearing caught her every breath as each step she took brought her dangerously closer. “Aye, the damn fool-headed woman! She’s done wandered off again.”

He snarled at a shooting star plummeting to the ground. Like a bubbling cauldron of fire, it spit an outburst of flames across the moonlit sky. “Aye, the bonny wee lass is headed straight for a trap.” Clenching his fists, he veered back his head and wailed.”

 

A wee bit about Patty

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  Raised as a “country girl” in northern Maryland, I fell in love with animals, books and the mystical world of magick from a small child. My mother being born and raised in Northern Ireland, along with the discovery of my father having American Indian ancestry, my fascination for both cultures quickly led my imagination to run wild.

The majority of my stories are centered in Scotland’s mystical Isle of Skye, the magical Glens of Antrim, Northern Ireland and the secluded wilderness of Alaska. Where shape shifters, werewolves, fairies, brownies and mythical creatures come to life.

 In my spare time, I can be found sitting beside one of my favorite spinning wheels, blending exotic fibers.  And yes, thanks to my beloved, Irish Mom, I do believe in the little people and fairies… 

 

You can find Patty’s new release at Amazon here:

http://www.amazon.com/Mortal-Magick-Patty-Taylor-ebook/dp/B00ZAJ8GL6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1434058667&sr=8-1&keywords=mortal+magick&pebp=1434058667988&perid=EE9F7F1B6599438A9691

 

Patty’s website:   www.pattytaylorauthor.com

Please feel free to connect with me on my Facebook page under Patty Taylor Author.

 

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