Tangled Up in Trouble by Olivia Hardin
Lynlee Lincoln isn’t just a witch, she’s also a Neutralizer. Her job is a juggling act to keep magical and undead clients out of trouble. But getting back together with her old flame throws one more ball into the mix and romance with a guy who has two kids can get complicated. When her old mentor asks her to investigate the goings-on of a dark witch, things turn messy. The witch is stalking supernatural creatures to collect ingredients for a potion that Lynlee can’t seem to figure out.To keep those closest to her from becoming the next victims, she may have to confront the demons within herself.
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Excerpt
My body was curled up into a tight
ball, the blankets wrapped up to my chin, and I was still freezing. Did I forget to pay the gas bill? I thought even as I shook my hand to conjure my
wand. I pointed it over my
shoulder to my right, sending a spark into the fireplace as my body shivered
and my teeth chattered.
If the cold weren’t enough, I was
in the middle of a fabulous and very hot dream about Beck. I clenched my eyes shut and tried to
recover the vision, but it escaped me.
For some odd reason, even though I couldn’t get the dream back, the
scent of Beck was strong in my nostrils.
Sometimes I liked to sniff the air the moment I was within touching
distance of him just so I could take in that smell. It was a warm earthiness combined with a scent like… like
fresh laundry.
I sniffed again. Fresh laundry and burning paper.
I bolted upright, tossing the blankets
off with such force that I lost hold of my wand and it went flying across the
room. That was unfortunate because
I had just realized that I was not in fact in my own house with a fireplace in
the bedroom.
Beck didn’t have a fireplace. That meant a stack of magazines were
currently caught up in a building inferno against the far wall. I tripped over the blankets as I tried
to get out of the bed and fell against the nightstand, whacking my forehead on
the corner.
“Damnit!” I cried, clutching my head and crawling to retrieve my
wand. As soon as I had the magical
stick in hand, I used it to toss water onto the fire until it went out.
Just then Justin came charging into
the room, his eyes wide in alarm. “What
happened?”
I was distracted by the fact that,
when I brought my hand away from my forehead, it was wet and red with
blood. A curse was on the tip of
my tongue, but I held it at bay due to the mixed company. “I just had a little accident,
Justin. I’m okay. Just give me a minute.”
About the Author
When Olivia Hardin began having strange
movie-like dreams in her teens, she had no choice but to begin putting
them to paper. Before long the writing bug had her and she knew she
wanted to be a published author. Several rejections plus a little bit
of life later, and she was temporarily “cured” of the urge to write.
That is until she met a group of talented and fabulous writers who gave
her the direction and encouragement she needed to get lost in the words
again.
Olivia’s attended three different universities over the years and toyed with majors in Computer Technology, English, History and Geology. Thenl one day she heard the term road scholar and she knew that was what she wanted to be. Now she “studies” anything and everything just for the joy of learning. She’s also an insatiable crafter who only completes about 1 out of 5 projects, a jogger who hates to run, and she’s sometimes accused of being artistic.
A native Texas girl, Olivia lives in the beautiful Lone Star state with her husband, Danny and their puppy, Bonnie.Olivia’s attended three different universities over the years and toyed with majors in Computer Technology, English, History and Geology. Thenl one day she heard the term road scholar and she knew that was what she wanted to be. Now she “studies” anything and everything just for the joy of learning. She’s also an insatiable crafter who only completes about 1 out of 5 projects, a jogger who hates to run, and she’s sometimes accused of being artistic.
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