Beltane Bliss (Pagan Pleasures Book 1)

Edi Court is training to be a modern-day white witch, her unique ability is healing. Emotionally wounded from her ex, Anto, she has run away from the covenant with a need to heal herself. Following her psychic ability, she finds herself south, along the coast from Melbourne Australia, where she decides to set up her own healing shop, Crystal Sands. 

Voltaire is a down to earth guy, a plumber by trade, he believes only what he sees in the physical world. The loss of his mom and sister to breast cancer and his ex, who stole his money and left him with a debt to work off, has caused him to close his heart. 

Can Edi stop herself from rescuing another man and landing in deep water? Or with the Beltane energies thick in the air, can this be the start of a new relationship between two wounded souls? 

Volt must become a believer in the Magiks and allow his heart to heal. And Edi must learn to trust herself again. 

Will a non-believer and a believer find love over Beltane?

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Volt is slowly developing feelings towards Edi, even in such a short time. He’s offered to help her set up her shop to get it ready for the grand opening in a few days. Despite the feelings of attraction to Edi, she is a believer in things that he’s shut his heart from. Will this be a simple job of painting the walls, or is something more going on here?

Volt pushed on the door and stepped into the shop.
Two things hit him. Edi, standing in a shoestring dress that fluttered to her knees, looking hot as hell holding a paintbrush with a tin of paint open by her bare feet. And the stink of burning.
“What the hell is that smell? You’re going to start a damn fire, you know.” The words came out before he could censor them in his head. Shit. That wasn’t what he wanted to say.
“Hi, you came. Don’t worry, there’s no fire.” She turned and smiled at him. Straight away the feelings toward her bubbled to the surface. He wanted her. Now. Intimately. But there was more. He also wanted to know her more. So, not just a quick fling then.
“You sure?” He waved his hands around his face, trying to push away the little tendrils of smoke that were weaving through the air. “What is this?”
“It won’t hurt you.” She played with the clean paintbrush in her hands.
He sneezed. A whole body type of sneeze. “You sure?”
“It’s incense… white sage to be specific. It’s clearing out the energy in the shop from the past owners.”
“It’s clearing what?”
“The energy. Um… you know, I guess the vibes?” She shrugged. “Energies like lingering bad smells that’s what I’m getting rid of. I need to make this place mine.”
“Right.” Volt nodded his head slowly while he looked around. There was one burning stick-thing to his left, another to his right, one in each corner of the room, two in the middle and a hell of a lot of ash falling into these little dishes of beach sand that the sticks were standing up in. It really didn’t make a whole lot of sense to him. What surprised him a little was that it didn’t dampen how he was feeling toward her in any way.
“You need to burn so much?”
“Yes, there are some stubborn energies lingering here.”
“How the hell to do you know that? What is it… like someone dropped a hell of a stinky fart or something?”
“No.” She burst out laughing. “Geez, you’re funny.”
He wasn’t feeling funny, but making her laugh was a good thing, right? A good sign. Even though she might as well be speaking in a different language. “Do you have to burn so much?”
“Well, I’m about to start painting and the smell gives me a headache.”
“You sure it’s not the incense thing?”
“Of course, I’m sure.” She frowned at him.
“Okay, okay. As long as the fire brigade aren’t going to turn up.” He looked at her sideways. “You don’t have a secret plan going on here that I’ve disrupted?”
“No. Are you going to help me or not?” She held up the brush. Her big grin suggested she was enjoying this little banter as much as he was. “I have another over there in the bag. But I’m not sure where to start.”
“Hey, don’t upset the hired help.”
“I’m not paying you… you offered, remember?”
“Yeah, I remember. Am I going to regret this?”


Author Bio –
Lilliana is an Amazon Bestselling author, who writes romance in the subgenres of contemporary, paranormal, steampunk, and rural. She enjoys helping characters overcome problems, or issues, and the misunderstandings that often plague relationships, to help them fall in love. Whether it city heels being replaced with country work boots, or some magic beyond this world, or cogs and gears and corsets, each story shows how love can prevail.

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