Experience THE BALLAD OF TAM LIN like you’ve never read it before… It has been seven years since Jeanette Sauderheim followed her best friend into Carver Hall Park…and came out alone. Jeanette has never gotten over his mysterious disappearance nor has she gone back into the park. While that traumatic night still haunts her, Jeanette distracts herself by balancing her time between trying to pass Spanish, hanging out with her friends, and reading the latest manga. But, when a promise to a friend drives her back into the park, she’s forced to re-live the memories of that night. Lost and confused, Jeanette crosses paths with Tamrin, whose violent reaction to her provides yet another reason to avoid the park. Tamrin, a knight of the Summer Court, has been sent to Earth to guard a garden of roses that hold special meaning to the queen of the Summer faeries. When his distraction at meeting Jeanette leads to her picking one of the Summer Queen’s roses, Tamrin vows to right his failure to do his duty. However, the equivalent of one of the queen’s roses is a human heart and Tamrin’s reluctance to readily exact the sum from Jeanette sets in motion a spiral of love, betrayal, and magic that could mean damnation for them both. *This is an Upper YA paranormal romance novel with NA and contemporary fantasy appeal.



“You know, Lovely, you shouldn’t have run from me yesterday.”

Freezing, I look up. Green Man is sitting on the window sill, his long, raven-black hair outlining him like a death shroud.

Instinct kicks in and I turn to flee, but he magically appears in front of me, his massive body blocking the door. He flashes a dark smirk. “There really is no need to run.”

I backpedal until my butt hits a sink. Dread leaks to my toes, making my bones feel like linguini. Good thing I already went to the bathroom because I’d be peeing my pants in terror right now. Slapping my hands over my eyes, I start that age old manta, “You’re not real. You’re not real. You’re not real.”

“Aren’t I?” He’s so close I feel his breath on my face, sense his body on the tips of the tiny hairs on my face. “Shall I convince you I am real?”

I peek between my fingers. He’s there. He’s lost his Ren Faire garb and is dressed in a school uniform – which is weird – and his handsome face is near enough that too deep a breath would bring his nose to mine. I lean backward until I’m practically sitting in the sink. I want to turn away, to run, but he has his hands planted on both sides of me.

What do I do? How do I make him go away? Am I psychotic? Schizophrenic? Should I even be talking to him? Does humoring hallucinations make psychosis better or worse? Maybe if I can figure out what he wants, he’ll go away?

I struggle for my voice. “W-what do you want?”

He takes a step back, giving me room to breathe. “Just to talk.” He gestures toward my half tucked in shirt. “Please continue with your business.”

I ignore his prompt and back around the first sink. “T-talk? Y-you’re not going to hurt me?”

He cocks his head and raises his hands. “I don’t have any weapons.”

Glancing at his big paws, I say, “You don’t need weapons.”

He shoves his fingers into his pockets. “I’m only here to talk.” He circles me. I try to spin to keep tabs on him, but he’s back on the sill before I see him move. He’s quick. Unnaturally so. With reflexes that fast, he certainly could’ve done anything he wanted to me already.

“H-how do I know you won’t hurt me?”

“You have my word. I won’t hurt you.” He shrugs. “For now.”

I swallow the massive lump in my throat. “For now?”

He smirks. “For now.”


A.L. DavroeA.L. Davroe writes both YA and adult speculative fiction.  Her debut YA paranormal romance novel, FOR YOUR HEART, releases October 31, 2013.  By day, she lives in Connecticut her two feline hench-creatures. She’s a terrible blusher, has a weak spot for cuddly animals, loves Laffy Taffy and Cadbury MiniEggs, and she’s a huge advocate of alternative healing methods.  She also wears Vibram five-finger toe shoes and corsets…Though not always in the same ensemble. She’s a Capricorn, a Hufflepuff, and a few nuggets short of a Happy Meal.








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Once again I get to help out a great author friend of mine in yet another of her fabulous blog tours!  A warm welcome to Raine Thomas and her latest book “Meant for Her”!


Excerpt from Meant for Her by Raine Thomas


“There’s something invigorating about autumn in Atlanta,” she said. She shared the same southern accent as Cole, he realized. “It represents promise.”

“Promise for what?”

She shrugged. “Endless possibilities.” 

He frowned. What the hell did that mean?

Once again, she took his hand. Her hand was dwarfed by his, but he couldn’t deny that the contact felt nice.

“You looked lost in there, Evan Dorsey. I thought maybe I could do something to help guide you on your way.”

Pulling his hand from hers, he said, “You don’t know anything about me.”

“I don’t need to.” She tilted her head to the side and looked at him with her compelling eyes. “Have you been sick?”

The question made him glance away. He supposed she hadn’t done her research before making this approach. Still, she was closer to the truth than made him comfortable.

Her voice was quiet when she continued, “I ask because your suit looks tailored, but it’s loose on you right now, as though you’ve lost weight. There are dark circles under your eyes, making me think you aren’t sleeping well and probably haven’t been eating right. And your hair is short, like it’s just growing back. Since your scalp is pale, I assume you don’t normally wear your hair that way.”

Jesus, she was observant. Shaking his head, he turned to walk back into the reception.

“I see,” she said. Her tone made him hesitate. “I’m so sorry for your loss, Evan.”

When her slender arms went around him from behind, he didn’t know what to do. No one had ever offered him such a pure gesture of comfort. Everyone who attended the funeral had been too emotionally involved to do so, not that it would have been welcome.

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He stood frozen in place as she walked around him to face him again. His gaze moved down to her bare feet and noted that her nails were the same shade of purple as the streaks in her hair. Belatedly, he considered how cold she must be.

“I can see that you’re in a dark place,” she said, touching the side of his face. It was just the whisper of a caress, but it made his throat tighten. “It’s good that you honor the memory of this person you loved. But don’t be afraid to live now. What you’ve gone through, it will bring you where you need to be. Even the stars can’t shine without darkness.”

Mesmerized, he didn’t resist when she pulled him down. He closed his eyes when her lips touched his. She kissed him, an expression of comfort more than passion. The taste of sweet champagne lingered when they parted. She smiled again, her dimples teasing him, then turned and walked back inside.

After a moment, he followed her. This woman whose name he didn’t even know had given him more to think about in their few minutes together than anyone had in a long time. For someone who appeared no older than her early twenties, she had incredible insight.

She’d given him a glimpse of light that he hadn’t even known he craved. He supposed the least he could do was thank her.

Returning to the reception, he went looking for her. He figured she’d return to the dance floor, so he started there. After twenty minutes, he had to give up.

She was gone.




Author Bio: Raine Thomas is the award-winning author of a series of YA fantasy/romance novels about the Estilorian plane, including the Daughters of Saraqael trilogy and the Firstborn trilogy. She is also the author of the bestselling New Adult Contemporary Romance, For Everly, and the much-anticipated spin-off, Meant for Her. She is a proud member of Romance Writers of America and is a contributing blogger to The Writer’s Voice. When she isn’t planning weddings, writing, or glued to social media, she can usually be found on one of Florida’s beautiful beaches with her husband and daughter or crossing the border to visit with her Canadian friends and relatives.


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