Award Winning Fantasy with a Twist!
AND THE WINNERS ARE…
Congratulations and thank you, everybody, for participating. Check back in August for the next hop and giveaway!
I love Shakespeare and borrowed heavily from him for my leprechaun love stories. Feeling Lucky pulls from A Midsummer Night’s Dream and both Restless Spirits and Fighting Mad pull from The Tempest. I like to think Shakespeare would have appreciated these, as he also wrote comedy.
Fighting Mad is Carla Higgin’s story. She lives in the small Midwestern town where all the stories are set, but the book can stand alone. As a single mom, Carla worries first and foremost about her kids. She also worries about her job, the bills, and what others might think – at least until she gets laid off, starts her own business, and finds her livelihood and kids threatened. Shakespeare may have written comedy, but his fairies are nobody you want to mess with!
About Fighting Mad –
Laid off from her job at the bank, Carla turns to her friends for support only to find they’re more concerned about their jobs. The one person she can count on is local bartender Murphy, but what kind of example is that for her daughters? Having learned the hard way, Carla’s not depending on any man, even if he is cute, charming, very kind, and some kind of leprechaun?
Murphy is used to sneers. Clurichauns are the redheaded stepchildren of the leprechaun world and then there are the late night throw downs at his bar. What he wants, however, is to protect the dainty, little mom who ogles him when she thinks no one’s looking. He knows she’s fighting overwhelming odds, but she’ll need more than bravery when the conflict between the King and Queen of the Fairies becomes outright civil war!
Excerpt from Fighting Mad –
“Remember how you said I reminded you of a butterfly that needed to be protected or it would get crushed?
Murphy raised an eyebrow at me, but still said nothing.
“Well, did you know that butterflies fight? I looked them up after Marilee’s wedding. People think they’re pretty and peaceful, but actually they’ll circle a sunny spot for hours like fighter pilots. The sunny spot is the best place for males to meet females, so they drive off other butterflies, even birds, to keep the best spot for mating.”
Murphy watched me intently, still not speaking, but one arm reached around and relaxed across my shoulders.
“Well, I want my sunny spot. Right here, right now,” I told him. “And I’m going to fight for it.”