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Once in a Black Moon by D. Lieber - Book Tour + Giveaway



Paranormal/Fantasy Time-Travel Romance
Date Published: March 3, 2020
Publisher: Ink & Magick

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Chicago journalist Erin Nichols isn’t about to give up when she’s fired for writing an exposé. But when a combination of murder, magic, and celestial events transports her through time and space to 1900 western Canada, city hall corruption becomes the least of her worries.

But the past isn’t any safer. Awaking to learn she may be the victim of some unknown crime, Erin takes shelter with the local Mountie—the picture of upright Canadian fortitude. As tragedy stalks the nearby First Nation reserve, Erin learns from a Romanian mystic that magic is dying, and the fae are turning to their darker natures to survive.

While the reserved and sexy Mountie helps her navigate a time in which she doesn’t belong, the mysterious and seductive conjurer helps her try to find a way home. As they alight feelings and desires Erin never knew she was capable of, she begins to wonder where she truly belongs.



EXCERPT
 I was frozen in place, not daring to move. That can’t be right. No way. Dragons aren’t real. I must have misinterpreted something else.
Then, I heard a song on the wind. The mellow baritone seemed familiar in a way I couldn’t place. Following after the man and the maybe-dragon felt like the stupidest thing I’d ever done, but that was the direction the song beckoned me, and I wasn’t about to quell the curiosity that crept over me.
At the edge of the tree line, I momentarily worried if there were bears. I laughed at myself, shaking my head in disbelief of my own thoughts. Really, Erin? You’re walking toward a dragon, and you’re worried about bears?
As I got closer, I realized the song was in a language I didn’t understand. Eventually, I came upon two men sitting by a fire. The dragon was nowhere in sight. I knew I wasn’t seeing right.
The man with crimson hair stopped singing and I froze; my mouth hung open when they both looked up at me. They were devastatingly gorgeous. Otherworldly. Ethereal. The kind of beauty no man had a right to. I blinked stupidly at them.
The man with raven-black hair and eyes that glinted gold in the firelight moved toward me and took my hand. I shivered as he kissed my fingers. And when he stared into my eyes, his eyes glowed the same color that the dragon’s forehead had. His gaze surrounded me, penetrated me, engulfed me. As he smiled seductively, I started to lose myself in his presence. The world around me blurred, and everything but him drifted from my mind.
“Grigore, that is enough,” the other man chided in an eastern European accent.
Grigore clicked his tongue and moved away from me.


About the Author



D. writes stories she wants to read. Her love of the worlds of fiction led her to earn a Bachelor’s in English from Wright State University.
When she isn’t reading or writing, she’s probably hiking, crafting, watching anime, Korean television, Bollywood, or old movies. She may also be getting her geek on while planning her next steampunk cosplay with friends.

She lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John) and cats (Yin and Nox).

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