Perfect Punches for Your Halloween by Luna Joya

Need an easy party punch for your

All Hallows’ Eve celebration? How about a simple recipe that works in both good
and (slightly) wicked versions for all the witches on your guest list?

Witch’s Blood Brew
Serves 14-16

4 cups of grape juice
1 46-ounce can of pineapple juice,
4 cups of ginger ale

To go wicked, add 3 cups of vodka.

All chilled

Combine the grape and pineapple

juices. Just before service, add the ginger ale.

If you prefer to ice your punch,

mix the juices before and chill to make ice cubes or an ice ring to avoid

Witch’s Heart
Serves 18-20

½ gallon lime sherbet

1 46-ounce can of pineapple juice,
1 liter of ginger ale
1 liter of lemon-lime soda
To go wicked, add 3 cups of vodka

All chilled

Place the sherbet in a punch

bowl. Pour in the liquids. Stir well.

Want more witches? Check out

Tides of Time by Luna Joya for steamy romance, magic, sisterhood, and mystery.

Tides of Time
The Legacy Series Book One
Luna Joya

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: City Owl Press

Date of Publication: 8/20/19

ISBN:  978-1-949090-45-1

Number of pages:  257
Word Count: 84,000

Tagline: They must solve a past mystery to save their magical happily ever after.

Book Description:

A “good girl” witch hiding secrets from her family…

Cami wants a normal life. Or at least as normal as a life in a family of witches can be. She can’t tell her sisters about her violent ex. Or that she broke the first rule of magic to “harm none.” When her youngest sister asks for help unraveling the death of a 1930’s star abused by those she loved, Cami can’t say no.

A reformed bad boy who doesn’t know his own family’s secrets…        

Sam lives for his restaurant and coveted screenplay expertise of Hollywood history. He avoids the entanglements of relationships since even his own parents didn’t want him. But when the enchanting Cami needs his help to crack an unsolved mystery, he can’t resist. The closer they come to finding a killer, the more they crave each other. But someone is determined to stop them.

Can they solve the mystery before history repeats itself?

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All he’d thought

about this week were her golden eyes, her scent, and the pull she had on him.
He’d never experienced a connection on this base level to anyone or anything
other than the ocean. It was crazy how she made him think of the call of waves
and swells.

She stretched

her fingers to brush the nape of his neck. Sam stilled with every single nerve
focused on that delicate touch. He almost lost control when she grinned a
mischievous, sly smile and a dimple flashed. His breath caught as she pressed
her lips to his and quickly deepened the kiss.

He’d been wrong

about her. She might be reserved and serene on the surface, but her passion was
wild and bewitching. She was anything but the calm cool waters he’d expected.
She was a riptide. Sam’s last coherent thought was how he’d be happy to drown
in her before need took over.
                        *                      *                      *                      *                      *

Cami slid her

fingers into the clipped hair at the nape of Sam’s neck, skimming upward to
sink into his curls. Sudden hot desire flashed across her senses. She touched
her tongue to his bottom lip and melted at his groan. He nudged her mouth open
to tangle his tongue with hers. She smiled and nipped at him until she breathed
in the smell of ocean air.

For a second,

she panicked. Had she lost control in kissing Sam and drawn on her power?

She inhaled.

This wasn’t her magic. It was Sam, his scent of saltwater mixed with that spicy
alcohol hint she’d caught at the restaurant when he was near. It was dark,
delicious, and intoxicating. She needed more.

She reached for

his shoulders to tug him closer and got distracted by the muscles there. She
ignored the quick pulse of heat at the base of her neck. All she wanted to feel
was more of Sam. She pressed against him and clutched his shirt.

A door slammed

somewhere in the building. He tore his lips away and lay his forehead against
hers. Cami’s mouth trembled at the loss of his and the intensity of this
newfound passion.

He lifted his

head. “Was that part of the research? If it was, sign me up.”

Cami suspected

from the roughness of his voice she’d gotten to him as much as he’d consumed
her. She wanted to do that again as often as she could. His kiss was sexy and
tempting, yet tender and giving all at the same time. There’d been an
underlying need for more than physical contact. The sheer hunger in his kiss
had been enough to make her crazy. She hummed over the seductive mixture and
licked her lips for one last taste.

Sam narrowed his

eyes on her mouth, his gaze hot with promise. “If you don’t stop looking at me
like that, we are never going to be allowed back here again.”

About the Author:

Award-winning author Luna Joya writes hex and sex in The Legacy Series, a witch family saga of romances about kickass heroines and the men who love them.

Fluent in sarcasm and penal code, Luna prosecutes sex crimes and homicides by day and writes paranormal romance at night. She loves history, especially Los Angeles and Hollywood lore. A survivor of traumatic brain injury with steel body parts, she lives in SoCal with her combat veteran husband and their two-pound terror of a rescue pup.