I must apologize to Gracen Miller as I was supposed to have this blog post up earlier today but I overbooked so she graciously let me post this tonight for tomorrow. I haven’t had the opportunity to read Pandora’s Box yet but it’s up for my review very soon. Until then, enjoy her guest post and check out her book Pandora’s Box. For entry to win Pandora’s Box, answer the following question.What would you do if your life was turned upside and you were brought face to face with a world of demons??Make sure you leave your email address in the comment box.
“Do You Believe In Magic?”
By: Gracen Miller
What would you do if your son went homicidal overnight and you learn a demon has designs on your future? Madison Wescott from my newly released e-book, Pandora’s Box, book one in the Road to Hell series, is stunned and skeptical to learn the darkest magic known to mankind has targeted her and her son. Growing up a Baptist preacher’s daughter, she knows all the ins and outs of Biblical scripture, she just stopped believing it all, discounted them as fairy tales to keep people scared into righteousness. With a huge supernatural problem affecting her five-year old son, she has to rethink her beliefs. With the aid of Nix Birmingham and his family, what she discovers is worse than her nightmares and any horror movie ever made. There is magic at work in her life….
“Do you believe in magic in a young girl’s heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts”
The song was written by John Sebastian for his group, The Lovin’ Spoonful.
“And it’s magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie”
And while the song isn’t speaking of witchcraft, but rather the power of music to invoke happiness and freedom to both the maker and listener, it was still on repeat in my head after deciding what to write for this guest blog.
“I’ll tell you about the magic, and it’ll free your soul
But it’s like trying to tell a stranger ’bout rock and roll.”
The problem in Madison’s life isn’t whether she believes in magic, but a matter of when she will accept her life isn’t destined for simplicity or normal motherhood. Never was. There’s magic at work in her life and has been since her conception. A normal woman might quiver in fear, seek Christian intervention and submit to her fate. But the magic gunning for Madison is of the darkest origins known to mankind.
What would you do if you discovered you’d been targeted by a King of Hell for greatness? Denying her destiny isn’t as simple as she might have once thought it would be. And as Madison resists embracing her dark fate, she discovers at her darkest hour, it might be impossible to run from her sinister destiny. A stand has to be made against a man that once was her savior. How she’ll survive is anyone’s guess. She knows the road to hell won’t be easy and she won’t go down without a fight. And if she has to embrace her destiny to save her son, that’s a sacrifice she’s willing to make.
Pandora’s Box…once you open it, there’s no going back…
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Pandora’s Box Blurb:
Where does the road to Hell begin?
What happens when your son turns homicidal overnight and your husband disappears on his way to work? Do you cower in fear or fight for your life? Madison Wescott fights against the odds. Distrustful of a God she doesn’t believe in, she finds herself face-to-face with a world she didn’t know existed and discovers her own soul is darkened with demonic connections.
With good intentions? Or by demonic design?
Phoenix Birmingham bursts into Madison’s life in a whirlwind of sarcasm and sexual appeal. A hero for the masses—and for her jaded heart—but few will ever know the sacrifices he has made or the sacrifices to come. Discovering her entire life has been influenced by multifaceted paranormal beings, Madison is determined to defeat the apocalyptic blueprint fate has decreed, but only one man dares to challenge the supernatural forces manipulating them. Even with Phoenix’s aid, can destiny be denied? Or will demonic design prevail while they pay the crucial price with their souls?
In a small, sleepy Alabama town the battle for mankind’s liberty has begun…
Pandora’s Box Excerpt:
“May I?” He held up the medical supplies.
She nodded and watched as he doused gauze with antiseptic. “Dr. Nix at your service,” he said with a grin, two adorable dimples charming her where words failed.
Madison rolled her eyes, and tipped her head to the side to give him better access. He brushed her hair off her neck, back behind her shoulder. Such a simple gesture, yet it felt terribly personal. The air grew thick and sticky with her awareness of him. She shifted in her seat and crossed her legs.
Madison stared into his eyes. Green, she thought, his eyes were green, gorgeous and intense, with ridiculously long eyelashes women would fantasize about. If they didn’t, they should. A flicker of compassion, concern, and something else she couldn’t identify flashed in his eyes.
“Ready?” he asked.
The husky tenor of his voice forced her gaze to shift to his mouth. Nice, sexy lips, designed for kissing. She gave a mental shake but couldn’t resist wondering how his mouth would feel on hers.
“Madison?” Humor deepened his voice, a touch of a smile tilted the edges of the lips she’d been fantasizing about, and she realized she still stared at them. “You ready?” he asked again, and her eyes widened in embarrassment over her foolish stupor.
She swallowed hard. “Yeah.” She whispered past the lump in her throat and forced her vision to lock on the wall over his shoulder. Good God, what was wrong with her? Her pulse throbbed like crazy, and she felt woozy. Loss of blood! Must be why she reacted that way. No other explanation made sense.
Even though the antiseptic stung like hell, the gentle touch coming from such a gruff man surprised her. “It’s not bad,” he said, dabbing the blood away. “Just a nick.”
Well, she could nix the blood loss theory. Exhaustion and stress were the only other excuses she could come up with. “I’ve suffered worse.” Her voice sounded off, kind of hoarse. She tried to clear her throat delicately, but he must have noticed her unease, because his perceptive eyes met hers. Again, she thought she caught the edge of concern reflected in their green depths.
“This isn’t the first time he’s attacked you?”
“No. It’s the first time he’s tried to seriously kill me, though.” She sighed as she closed her eyes, ready to give up fighting, the sudden tears threatening to fall. Okay, woozy and acting strange because of strain…not because of him. Seriously, as far as first impressions went, she wasn’t impressed.