Random pic Sunday

From a distance I thought this was a real tree 

among all the other real trees...

I was wrong.

It's a cell phone tower disguised to blend.

Twice Cursed is coming soon

I love sharing new covers, it's my favorite part

of the publishing process (except the writing part).

Twice Cursed will be released by Whiskey Creek Press

in February!!

Blurb:

Maddy is the oldest witchling to ever attend the Hidden Cove Academy, having been cursed as a teen; she’s forced to have a solitary life outside of her own magical community.  With her magic so dangerously unpredictable, she rarely takes the chance on mixing with the general public.

From one harmless trip to a museum she finds herself spellbound yet again by an invisible boundary, caused by a three hundred year old curse, dictating that Maddy must stay close to the stunningly sexy Colin.

Being stuck with a tall, dark, incredibly lick-able stranger can’t be all that bad, right? Until they discover if they get too close the spirits bound with the curse will take over their bodies ... at the same time if they’re too far from one another the curse will kill them both.

Will the curse's secrets be unraveled in time or does certain death await them both? 

I'll be sharing excerpts in the next few weeks.

  Jacqueline Paige

http://jacqpaige.webs.com/

Excerpt Thursday - Salvation

Salvation

Two centuries of not existing is about to change...

Grasping the steering wheel, she slowly lowered her forehead

to rest on it. A strange, yet familiar feeling prickled across the

back of her neck. She didn’t raise her head, just smiled into the

steering wheel. “You could do something to help.”

She lifted her head slowly, afraid to move too fast, and turned

to look beside her. She watched the image of the man she’d been

seeing for years become clearer. If she focused hard enough, he

would almost appear to be real. Many times over the years she

thought she was seeing things, possibly ghosts, but it was only

ever him.

He gaped at her, his shock more than obvious. “How...you can

see me? Truly?”

Randy sat there wanting to reach out and hug him.

Hallucinations didn’t talk—did they? His voice was rough and

deep, and she’d never been happier to hear someone speak. “I

more or less sense you most of the time, but if I focus hard enough

I can see you.” She looked at the scar across his left cheek. “You’re

very clear today.”

He frowned. “And you can hear me?”

Randy tried not to grin. “I’m answering you, aren’t I?”

“That’s impossible...”

“And yet, here we are talking and being all visible-like.” She

looked at him, from his long ebony black hair down to his black

worn boots.

Available at Eternal Press, Fictionwise, Chapters/Indigo, Amazon and other sites.

 Jacqueline Paige

http://jacqpaige.webs.com/