I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: Thank you. My Kickstarter backers – Sue Cheek, Stacey Varner, Aunt Nat, Brenda Spell, Karen Monroe, Kathy Monroe, Brett Howell, The Bartley bunch (Keith, Cindy, Rainie, CJ), Jeff Aultman, Sherry Shanklin, and Stephanie Lewis – you put your faith (and money!) in a timid first-time novelist without even knowing so much as the plot. Not only couldn’t I have done this without you, I never would have even started. Thank you for putting up with furious all-night writes, neglected dates, and lots of irrational sobbing. My husband, Brian – thank you for challenging me to try this crazy thing in the first place. Writing groups, friends, Facebook fans, and family have built an encouraging, strong community habitat for my writing to grow roots. This book only exists because many wonderful people have always been supportive of my work.
Who taught me to laugh when I was afraid. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. But when cryptic letters appear on her wrist, Talor is thrust into a world where fantastic creatures lurk just below the skin, strangers keep calling her a princess, and everything she’s been through is nothing compared to what’s coming.All rights reserved. Sage is the quiet, polite type with plenty of secrets – like fangs and a price on his head – and Talor can’t figure out what makes him so irresistible until she hears him sing.
Whatever the reason, she thinks the answers are written in the freckle constellations of her cute new coworker, Sage Talis.
The itch could be anything, really: a desire to escape her haunted hometown, a financial windfall, the name of some vampire…or all the above.
To make matters worse, she gets itchy every time a guy makes a move on her. Now with a father in and out of a mental ward, she’s working a minimum wage job to finish her last semester of college. Talor Gardin may be a princess, but her life is no fairy tale.Ī year ago, her mother died and her father burned down their house. Tour: Long Live Dead Reckless by Safari Spell
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